Hey guys what is up,
This week has been an emotional week for me. Boss Lady does rescuing
and fostering for a local rescue. When I first started working here, we had 2:
Beagle and Oakley. Yes, Beagle is a rescue. No one wanted him so Boss Lady kept
him. Oakley was a black pit bull who was there for about 6 months after I started
and then she got adopted by one of Boss Lady’s friends. She brings her by every
now and then so I still get to see my Okie. Boss Lady’s most recent rescue was
a dog named Miley. She is a 2-year-old pit bull. I, personally, love pits. So I
automatically fell in love with Miley. She is just the sweetest girl ever. We
found out that Miley had been an owner surrender around Christmas and had
amazingly spent 6 months in the shelter. (Our local shelter puts pits down
really quick) While she was at the shelter she would never move. She was
depressed because she had been left by her dad who she loved. So since some of Boss
Lady’s 4 pits didn’t like her we tried to find her a home. She went to live
with someone who boards their dog with us frequently. Everything was good. Then
Boss Lady started getting emails and calls from the lady saying she was busting
out of creates and peeing in the house. Miley never peed inside with us. She
also didn’t mind being in her kennel. This past week while Boss Lady was on
vacation the lady called her and said she could no longer keep Miley and wanted
to come and drop her off. So I had to quickly rearrange some dogs and speed
clean the room we were gonna put her in. When she arrived, she didn’t seem too
sure about me and was kinda scared. This slightly broke my heart. Me and Miley
played for hours while she was staying with us and I gave her lots of love
daily so it hurt that she didn’t recognize me right off. Once she got in the
gate she realized who I was and came out of her shell a bit. The lady gave me
her stuff and was crying saying she hated she had to do this and it was killing
her. I stood there while Miley watched as the lady she had come to know as her
mom leave her. I loved on her a bit and put a leash on her and walked her to the
side of the kennel she was on. Once we were on the other side I sat down. Now I
am very In-tune to people and animal’s emotions so it was already killing me that
she had to watch her mom leave. As soon as I sat down on the side walk, Miley
walked up and put her head against my chest. I could almost hear her saying ‘She
left me. Why does no one want me, Kristina?’ She kept standing there with her
head against my chest as I hugged her and kissed her head as I cried for her.
This poor sweet girl had to watch everyone she loved leave her. I just felt so
bad for her. Yesterday Boss Lady took her home with her to try her out again
with her dogs. That I know of she didn’t bring her back to the kennel so I guess
all went well. I have already promised Miley that if Boss Lady can’t keep her
for whatever reason and Boss Lady can’t find her a new home, that once I get my
house finished she was coming to live with me. There is no leaving at my house until
you pass away.
Boss Lady tried to vouch for the lady saying she tried to
keep Miley but nothing was working. I have come to realize Miley appears to
have separation anxiety. If you leave her alone in a house she freaks out and
panics. She also doesn’t like being in confined places. She broke out of
creates, even bruising her head once, and even tore up their base boards when
they tried to lock her in the laundry room. Now to me that isn’t trying. If a
dog doesn’t like being alone in a room or doesn’t like a create, just don’t put
them in there. My dog sleeps on the couch or under my bed (his choice) or on my
bed every night. The separation anxiety takes time. Kovu, my pit, had it when
we first got him but now he’s fine. Once they realize you will come back, they
calm down and don’t panic anymore. I just don’t get it.
Anyway guys thanks for reading and as always leave any
comments, questions, or topics you’d like me to talk about in the comments and
ill get back to you ASAP. I will talk to
you all later Byyyyyyyee.
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