Arlo Kalon 2.0
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On Monday when I got home from work I noticed a small tan dog curled up under a bush in the corners of a fence around my yard. She didn't move when I approached her, but began to whine and shiver terribly. I could she she was incredibly frightened, and she had no collar. I could also see she had apparently recently given birth to puppies. Her ribs were very visible - like she had been starved.
I went into the house and got a handfull of dog treats and went back out to her. She reluctantly let me get close enough to give her the first treat, but man did she come around after that first bite of food. I was her hero and new friend. She followed me to the front door where I went in and got her a bowl of food and water, both of which she inhaled. She became the sweetest most adorable little tan chihuahua after that. Now the problem became what to do with her. My wife called animal control, but they were already closed and she just left a message.
The poor thing camped on our front porch all night and greeted us the next morning like we were her new owners. I desperately wanted to keep her and get her to a vet, but we already have a small house dog who is incredibly jealous. The next day at work I began to research chihuahua rescue groups but couldn't contact any. I got quite an education though on rescue groups and the incredible lengths they go to to help abandoned animals. There are soem mighty fine people in this world.
When I got home that day I had no choice but to take her to the locaal animal shelter where I was informed she was still pregnant. By now I figured she had no chance at living left. I had to wait a half hour in what is a vets office for the animal control officer to come and sign the dog into the shelter. During that time, a lady there with her two dogs listened to me and my daughter describe to the staff how loving and adorable this little dog was. She said if the vet would check her out and pronounce her healthy she would give her a home. Also, before I left there, my wife called to tell me of a co-worker's niece who was involved with dog rescue who offered to adopt her if she was healthy. Things were definitely looking up for this sweet little dog thanks to my vigorous marketing of her adorableness and hopeless plight. I will find out later today which of the two took her, or if she didn't pass the physical. Here's hoping she gets a new lease on life for herself and her soon to be new family.
I went into the house and got a handfull of dog treats and went back out to her. She reluctantly let me get close enough to give her the first treat, but man did she come around after that first bite of food. I was her hero and new friend. She followed me to the front door where I went in and got her a bowl of food and water, both of which she inhaled. She became the sweetest most adorable little tan chihuahua after that. Now the problem became what to do with her. My wife called animal control, but they were already closed and she just left a message.
The poor thing camped on our front porch all night and greeted us the next morning like we were her new owners. I desperately wanted to keep her and get her to a vet, but we already have a small house dog who is incredibly jealous. The next day at work I began to research chihuahua rescue groups but couldn't contact any. I got quite an education though on rescue groups and the incredible lengths they go to to help abandoned animals. There are soem mighty fine people in this world.
When I got home that day I had no choice but to take her to the locaal animal shelter where I was informed she was still pregnant. By now I figured she had no chance at living left. I had to wait a half hour in what is a vets office for the animal control officer to come and sign the dog into the shelter. During that time, a lady there with her two dogs listened to me and my daughter describe to the staff how loving and adorable this little dog was. She said if the vet would check her out and pronounce her healthy she would give her a home. Also, before I left there, my wife called to tell me of a co-worker's niece who was involved with dog rescue who offered to adopt her if she was healthy. Things were definitely looking up for this sweet little dog thanks to my vigorous marketing of her adorableness and hopeless plight. I will find out later today which of the two took her, or if she didn't pass the physical. Here's hoping she gets a new lease on life for herself and her soon to be new family.
