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Feb
11
This is "mummy-dog"!! There did not seem to be a better name for her when I found her.
She was living at the local bus station, which is on the outskirts of the village, near the main road. It also houses the fire station, and the men there were feeding her scraps, but she had 12. pups!!
Somehow she was just about managing to survive, but she was painfully thin and compleatly worn out.
When I first saw her she was managing to keep control of her pups, but as they got a little bigger and adventourous, she had real problems, it was such a dangerous place, but then it rained, a bit like now! Days of it, and there was a big container of tar, used for mending road holes, and with the rain it had overflowed.
The pups found it, walked in it, rolled in it, were covered in it!!
So the time had come when I could not ignor their plight any longer, even though it ment increasing my "family" by 13. I had to bring them home.
Easier said than done.
At the time I did not know the ever helpful Norman, so there was no help with a lift in a car.
I had to "ferry" the pups in a couple of backpacks, and walk them back.
I could only manage 4. pups each time, so it was 3. journeys on one evening, too hot in the daytime, I was exousted, "Mummy-dog" too.
She came back and forth with me each time to make sure all the pups were brought.
She has always been a wonderful mother.
Now, about 4. years later she is still with me, the pups were so pretty they actually found homes, but "mum" stayed.
She has the sweetest temper, never a bad look even, but over the last year she has developed epilepsy, she does not have many fits, one every few months, but they frighten her badly when she gets them, she responds to me at once, and quietens down, I get her to a bed to lay quietly, and slowly she recovers. She does not froth at the mouth, or do anything except jerk her legs, but she is very distressed at the time.
All the dogs with her bark to get me to come, I don't even have to tell them to be quiet as soon as I come, they stop barking. Yet another sign that they care for each other, they want to get help for her.
She soon recovers and never seems the worse for the fit, but it means she will be always with me as she only relaxes at the sound of my voice.
If you would like to provide a few extra special treats for "mummy-dog" please donate through paypal, sending me an e-mail to say what you would like to give her. She would love a new big bed she could stresch out in I think, or a nice soft blanket.
She really deserves some T.L.C.
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