How do you come to terms with the successes and failures in rescue? Even when it appears that all is falling into place we are sometimes taken back by events beyond our control.
Thus is the case with Baby Bit, the last remaining puppy from our foster dog's litter. The other day we celebrated that one had survived. We did the happy dance that she would be reunited with her Momma. We marveled at the prospects and championed a pup that had a bright future ahead of her. Two rescues and many rescue contacts worked together across several states to give her a second chance. All of us, rescue members, families and friends invested part of our hearts toward this happy ending.
Alas, the ending is not happy. Sadly, Baby Bit crossed the bridge last night. Maybe it was parvo, maybe coccidia...we will never know for sure. I do know we grieve for a puppy, and rail at the injustices that lead to her death.
It is a part of rescue. One day celebration, another day grim reality. In the end we take comfort for opening our hearts, for willingly taking action, for loving a pup before we even met her. At very least she knew gentle hands and loving touch. We won't forget her, in fact we will work twice as hard because of her. Rest in peace little one...
Life with dogs. A little humor, a dash of play, a seed of faith, and of course, some dog fur.
Saturday, July 11, 2015
Friday, July 10, 2015
Miracles Happen
Sydney - aka Little Bit is settling in well. There have been some bumps in the road, such as being heart worm positive. She's our first HW foster. Thank dog she is young and carrying a light case of it. We are facing about a month of activity restriction. Okay, 28 more days, but who's counting.
Big news regarding the puppies she had prior to coming into rescue. Three were surrendered to a rescue program, and two of those died. The others, as I mentioned last blog, had a horrible death in an act of violence. Only through a random phone call from the perpetrator himself was enough information gathered to piece the story together. Each of us who has ever loved grieved the loss of those puppies. And yet, something good has come of it. One puppy survived. The rescue in Oklahoma had the puppy but not the knowledge of where she was from. Momma and puppy had even been at an adoption event together, but the staff was unaware they were a little family.
In the way miracles unfold, the pieces all fell into place. Calls were made to bring the puppy into rescue and eventually back to her Momma. This is one of the golden days of rescue. When the light of love shines on us and balances out the days of grief when we can't save as many as we want.
Someday soon Lil Bit and Baby Bit will be together again. So we give thanks, for the circle of life, for the randomness of human nature, for the open hearts of the rescue's involved, for a Mother's love. And yes, oh yes, we celebrate!
Big news regarding the puppies she had prior to coming into rescue. Three were surrendered to a rescue program, and two of those died. The others, as I mentioned last blog, had a horrible death in an act of violence. Only through a random phone call from the perpetrator himself was enough information gathered to piece the story together. Each of us who has ever loved grieved the loss of those puppies. And yet, something good has come of it. One puppy survived. The rescue in Oklahoma had the puppy but not the knowledge of where she was from. Momma and puppy had even been at an adoption event together, but the staff was unaware they were a little family.
In the way miracles unfold, the pieces all fell into place. Calls were made to bring the puppy into rescue and eventually back to her Momma. This is one of the golden days of rescue. When the light of love shines on us and balances out the days of grief when we can't save as many as we want.
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