One day last month, three unrelated puppies all had to be taken directly from BARC to one of our emergency care partners because none were doing well. RPM needed someone to go to the hospital to sign them in and promise payment, so I offered to do that and met the volunteer transporter there. Her name is Melody, and she sat with me in the hours that the vets provided updates on all three dogs’ condition and care plans. Sadly, two of the pups didn’t make it–one seemed to have a congenital problem, and the other was fading from distemper-type symptoms. Both had to be humanely euthanized to end their suffering. Run free, sweet Daisy and Mellie.
Melody also brought Peabody. He was in a carrier, so I didn’t really get to see him before he was taken back. I knew he had a head injury and possible dislocated jaw (that’s why his tongue hangs out). He had a bit of a rough patch upon arrival, but he started eating and the ER staff, Melody, and I had lots of hope that he’d be okay. A couple of hours later, he was able to go into a foster home.
Peabody traveled today. He’s growing and doing great. His receiving rescue will take care of his injuries in Colorado, where a surgeon will get him all fixed up.
The losses can be devastating, but the successes… well, one day Peabody is going to be somebody’s perfect friend, and he will deserve all the love in the world after his rough start. Happy life, Peabody!