BeBe Rehomed June 2010 (RIP March 2013)
There are some people when in rescue that you try and drop everything for and a vet is one of them. 8.30 one Saturday morning WYDR had received a phone call from a vet nurse in a practice not far from me about a little dog that someone wanted put-to-sleep but couldn’t pay for it to be done. .
The couple were known to them as alcoholics and even at that time of the morning they were drunk. The nurse had promised to contact a rescue for them but was really worried that the little dog would just be abandoned. Eventually I got enough sense out of the couple to get the address and as it was not in an area I would want to venture into on my own hubbie came with me.
The dog was a little sheltie cross and very scared. They eventually signed her over to me and we set off. On leaving neighbours explained how the dog was left to roam the streets and was often tied up outside with no shelter and in all weathers.
She didn’t answer to the name they'd given us so all the way home on the bus we sounded out different ones to see which one she liked. Only one got an instant reaction so by the time we got home we'd found her new name.
BeBe was so scared, withdrawn and frightened that it was as if she wasn’t there. To see her cower as we walked past or wet herself at the sound of a can opening was heartbreaking. We left her alone and let our pack work their magic on her and by the evening she was a different dog. I have never seen a tail wag as much as when she first realised that nothing now came with a harsh word or worse.
This is another one that we could easily have failed with so we were delighted when a smashing family all came to see her a couple of times and decided they wanted her.
I could not have asked for anything better for her and the latest update is that Poppy (as she is now known) has a new little play-mate in the form of a B&W border collie.
The couple were known to them as alcoholics and even at that time of the morning they were drunk. The nurse had promised to contact a rescue for them but was really worried that the little dog would just be abandoned. Eventually I got enough sense out of the couple to get the address and as it was not in an area I would want to venture into on my own hubbie came with me.
The dog was a little sheltie cross and very scared. They eventually signed her over to me and we set off. On leaving neighbours explained how the dog was left to roam the streets and was often tied up outside with no shelter and in all weathers.
She didn’t answer to the name they'd given us so all the way home on the bus we sounded out different ones to see which one she liked. Only one got an instant reaction so by the time we got home we'd found her new name.
BeBe was so scared, withdrawn and frightened that it was as if she wasn’t there. To see her cower as we walked past or wet herself at the sound of a can opening was heartbreaking. We left her alone and let our pack work their magic on her and by the evening she was a different dog. I have never seen a tail wag as much as when she first realised that nothing now came with a harsh word or worse.
This is another one that we could easily have failed with so we were delighted when a smashing family all came to see her a couple of times and decided they wanted her.
I could not have asked for anything better for her and the latest update is that Poppy (as she is now known) has a new little play-mate in the form of a B&W border collie.
Sad Update - March 2013
The lovely family that adopted Poppy called to say that they had lost her to cancer.
Run free and happy in the Summerlands little-one, you were very special.
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