A story about how an intelligent dog found a new home with a stranger just because he had a new puppy with him at the time. The dog was only a few weeks old when he met his new family. This is how the story began.
“We live on a farm, and my husband and I have a brand-new puppy. I’m the stay-at-home mom, and I get to feed, water and play with him all day while he gets used to his new home.
He’s a gentle soul, and he loves everyone he meets, but he likes to follow animals and people, so we give him a fence to keep him from going too far.
This is fine, until a few weeks ago. I had an errand to run, and I was so wrapped up in it that I didn’t think the puppy was watching me.
He wanted to go inside, and he wanted to climb the fence to get to me. I told him “no,” but he wouldn’t listen. So I bent down to pet him, and he followed me. He wasn’t even out of the pen before I saw him running toward the house and me.
I could have grabbed him and carried him back, but I just let him go and then said “Good boy” and walked into the house.
I didn’t think anything of it. I thought it was his way of letting me know that he wanted to come inside, and I wanted him to come inside so that he wouldn’t have to get scared anymore.
Well, yesterday morning, he came in around 8:00 am and stayed until about noon. I was so caught up in my work that I didn’t even pay attention to him or talk to him.
Well, today he had another short ‘to-do’ so he came in just before noon. He stayed until after 5:00 pm.
After that, I didn’t say a word to him or look at him. I went to work and got back home after about two hours. I didn’t think anything of it.
Then, this afternoon, I got home and was sitting on the floor doing my things when I noticed a tear on the carpet. I picked it up and found a small terrier puppy with some bloody paws. I said “Oh my God,” and picked him up.
I was surprised to see that he was actually alive and well and fine. I was shocked. I didn’t even bathe him because I thought he was gone.
The bloody paws were a shock. I didn’t want to touch him. I said “Oh my God.” When I saw the wounds in his paws, I said “Oh my God.”
The little terrier was shaking and screaming in his crate. I took him outside and put him on my knee and I said “Oh my God.”
I held him and stroked him. I took him to the vets and I waited with him. He was so weak, I couldn’t carry him. So the vet gave him something to eat and water and then some medication and pain meds. I brought him into the exam room and he got the x-ray and all that.
And there were those bloody paws. I kept telling myself “Oh my God.”
I sat with him and held him in the room, watching the x-ray on the monitor. And it showed fractures in his legs. I sat with him all night. He was weak and nauseous. He was shaking and screaming in his crate and I picked him out of the crate every time he was shivering and shaking and screaming. I sat in the chair outside his exam room and watched the sun come up and he put his paw in the soft underbrush and walked on it. It was the first time in years that I thought I was doing a good job. I sat with him for hours.
It took days for the swelling to go down. So I had to put more ice on his paws and his paw blisters. I had to put some anti-inflammatory medicine on his paws and his paws were swollen and burning. It took me a long time to figure out that he had a sprained foot. And I know how painful a sprained foot can be. And I know how difficult it is to put ice on a burning paw. And then I saw the paw’s print on the ice.
I brought him outside the next morning and I put a thick layer of ice on his paw and I did what I was told and I cleaned up the ice and then I put a second layer and then I went and saw the vet.
And he looked at the paw and he took it in his hand and he traced the paw with his finger and he looked at it and he frowned and he put the paw in a bowl of water overnight and when I came to pick him up the next morning he was cold and the foot was red and swollen and tender and in pain. And I put a third layer of ice on top of the foot and I cleaned up the ice and then I took him in his crate to the barn and walked him down a dirt road and then I took him back to the house.
But when I got to the house, I sat him down and I held him and I put the third layer of ice on his paw and I rubbed some anti-inflammatory medicine on his paw and I had him drink a lot of water. And then I had him walk around the yard for an hour or so.
Then I took him outside the house and I laid the third layer of ice on top of his paw and I cleaned up the ice. Then I brought him in the house to his crate and I laid the third ice on top of his paw and I put another layer of ice on top of that ice and I rubbed some anti-inflammatory medicine on his paw and I had him walk around the yard for a few minutes and then I took him in the house and I laid the third ice on top of his paw and I let him walk around the yard for a few minutes and then I took him back to the barn and I walked him down a dirt road and then I took him back to the house.
It took me about four days for him to heal. He hurt a lot and he was red and swollen and tender and in pain. But he did recover. I do not recommend anyone do this because it can be very painful for your dog. But if you really want to see if this works for your dog, try it. And do it as soon as you can.