March 2008 A note from Debbie regarding the use of $350 in donations and some stories from the field: Don't ask me why this little fellow is still alive! I stood right there and watched in horror as this huge SUV ran him over. I went into the road and waved my hands for the driver to slow down and do you know he saw me and kept speeding until he finally realized he was going to hit the pup. Then the man had the nerve to stop the car and wind his window down to tell me it was the dog's fault! So I directed his attention to the SPEED LIMIT SiGN, to which he just stared at me blankly & drove off! The bigger pup sleeping with them in the picture I rescued from a vicious fisherman who had a piece of cord tied around her neck and was dragging her (she was putting up a fight all the way!!) to the sea to dump her. I pulled over to ask him what he was doing and he said "mi dashing har wey cause she ah nasty up mi yard". So I looked at him and thought the dog actually looked less nasty than him! I wanted to give the fool a quick lecture in animal cruelty, etc., but then took one look at him & realized that I would be wasting my time (Trying for the second time that morning to check my anger and not throw HIM into the sea!) I told him I would take her and that she could gladly nasty up MY yard!!!!!!! He just dropped the cord and without even one word walked away. I have her at home and she is the sweetest little pup! She plays from morning until night and seems to have greatly missed having any fun as a pup. She was obviously making up for lost time! We would just be sitting having dinner or breakfast when a blur would suddenly shoot past the room & out the door, then shoot past again, then round the house she would go at lightning speed then under the dining table then back outside like a flash of light! Then she takes a break by the water bowl and drinks at 90 miles an hour. Then like a blur she's back to running crazily around the house now followed by "EARL" although with his broken leg he is several paces behind her - but boy they can play! |
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This is a family of 3, a mummy dog with 2 little male pups who have a terrible case of mange & who live under abandoned cars in the daytime and at night they retreat
to sleeping under an old broken down house. In fact, they live just metres from where "BOY" with the eye injury lives. BOY is doing great by the way. Somebody obviously tries to look after them because they put an old dirty mattress for them to sleep on. 
This was on my usual saturday run so I planned to return on Sunday. I went with my catch pole and net and got him. I bathed the mummy and other male pup and fed them then took him to the vet for attention. The fur off the side of the head was skinned off, as was the skin off his side. His back hind leg was broken and he lost a tooth or two. He is at home now in my kennel eating me into the poorhouse. He eats 4 times a day and is not ashamed to howl for more! I call him "EARL"
The other photos are of some pups I dragged from a hole in a field beside my bank. A stray dog obviously had no other place to have them and did the best she could I guess, not realizing that it was right where huge rats looked for food and the tide from the sea came in quite close too. This is the same field where I rescued quite a few pups, at least 15-20 in the last year alone!! 
OH, and this last pic is of a black & white pup I passed on the road side pawing at his face and had blood dripping from his mouth. I was on my way to my usual Saturday outing when I saw him so I pulled over. Of course he ran but I took out some food and he was back in no time. He tried to eat but couldn't swallow anything and I saw how frustrated he was cause he was really really hungry! I grabbed him and calmed him down then put him in the back of the van and used a piece of wood and cloth to gently pry what was a large piece of soup bone in the back of his teeth. There was no way he was getting that out by himself it was wedged in so tightly! When I let him go he ran back to the food and I had to give him a second helping. I pass him every Saturday now and he is on my feeding list. He lives in a house on the corner, actually it's more like a shack and the 'owners' obviously don't care what happens to him. I am looking for a home for him. If this sounds rushed, it is! Sorry, but I have a lot of work pending on my desk and have been writing nothing but doggie stuff all day! LOL...