Since the beginning of my life, I can never remember a time that I did not have a furry little friend by my side. I learned the values of caring for an animal, the satisfaction and comfort of companionship, and the hardships of loss and sadness through out my entire life. I have grown accustom to their goofy smiles, kisses, and exciting bursts of energy.
Just a few days after Valentine's day in 2011, my soon-to-be mother-in-law brought home a puppy that was all our own. From the first time we met, I knew she was the beautiful soul that would forever be my child.
Her name is Daisy May DeVore. She is a chow-terrier mix puppy at approximately six weeks old in this photo. She was born December 17th, 2010. The perfect mix of chubby and wrinkles and energy. She entered into our lives; scared, excited, and destructive.
The first memory I have of her is stumbling around on the floor. She was somewhere she did know or understand. She had just parted from her only known brother an hour ago and strangers will flocking around her--just to get a look at the cuteness that was our new puppy. The only people that knew of her presence in the house was myself, my girlfriend, and my "mother." Dad works third shift at CAT and had been asleep the entire morning. To be quite honest, I was fearful of even telling him about the new puppy. We already had an elderly chow-husky mix and her age was beginning to get to her. About three hours of play time, we decided to face the music. We all entered into the bedroom where dad was sleeping. Carefully, we set her on the bed. Something about dad set her off and she stumbled right up to his face and began licking it. We were awestruck by how adorable the scene was. Waking from his sleepy stupor, he started loving on Daisy and faintly asked, "Whose dog is this?" We all cringed back and replied, "Our new puppy!" There was an immediate, "Oh no! No! No NO!" Daisy bounced on his chest because of the sudden change of tone in his voice. After several upset words, he watched her roll around on the bed. Next thing we knew, Daisy had curled up next to Pa-pa and fell asleep. A sigh later and arms around the puppy, they were both fast asleep. It was love at first sight.
This is one of the videos we took of Daisy and for some reason it is sideways. :) She is insanely adorable!
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| This is a pic of her in the kennels on day 5 |
After a week of having her, she quit eating. Her energy was zapped and she just laid around miserable. We all assumed it was because she missed her sibling(s). She couldn't keep food or water down and stopped using the bathroom altogether. After the third day of this, we took her to our local vet whom prescribed temporary medication. Unfortunately, the meds never eased the puppy's upset tummy and she got worse. After another day and a half passed, we took her back with a sample of the only stool that we had managed to get from her. She was immediately boarded and had surgery at exactly two months old. They tested her from multiple things: parvo, obstruction in the intestines, other diseases, and viruses. We were only allowed to visit Daisy once a day. And whenever she had seen us or heard us, her tail would only wag faintly and then she would close her eyes in defeat. It broke our hearts to see our puppy like this. We thought that she would never make it. We cried constantly--every time the test was negative or inconclusive. After a full week and a half of not eating, things looked grim. In a last ditch effort to save our dog, they have her a shot of pepdo bismol. An hour later, our puppy was playing, eating (just slightly) and alive again. We got the phone call and cried our eyes out in relief. We went to the vet to pick her up and got the news that she either was diabetic, had a liver shunt, or was just really sick. There was no way she was diabetic and if it was a liver shunt, the signs would come back when she hit 50 lbs. We fled the vets office after paying the bill and get her into the car. Her little body was perched in my lap and she cried and bayed all the way home in excitement. She was the noisiest, happiest puppy we could have ever hoped for. To this day, Daisy is a healthy puppy that runs around and constantly wines for attention.
Since then, everyone has been in love with our puppy. She has more energy than any one can keep up with. She tears around the house like crazy and skids around Duchess, the elderly dog, and perceives everything as PLAY!?!? She is the angle in my life that I will never let go. She is my puppy, my child, and my snuggle buddy.
I will continue posting stories about my puppy later on! Thanks for reading!