Written by Robin Shuten of Michigan
My son was about 11 when he called me from his grandma’s house and told me that someone had dropped off an entire litter of puppies. He was really upset as there was talk of calling the pound to have them picked up. I debated briefly, but the next day we went to pick them up. I told him we would find homes for them, and in the mean time, they would be in no danger of being euthanized.
So we went out to his grandmother’s house to pick up the seven puppies, only to find that the dog pound had already picked them up! So I proceeded to talk with them about letting me take them. We knew they were homeless and there was no way that an owner would come for them. And the odds of all of them being adopted within the seven day stay of execution were rather slim.
At this point, I hadn’t met the puppies and my expectations were that I would find puppies weighing 8 or 9 pounds a piece. But, they were all around 25 pounds each! I was stunned. My son had failed to mention that, thinking that I may not want to take them, but at this point my son, my daughter and I were feeling pretty protective of them. But the pound would not budge. They said we had to have them all fixed and get their shots, all of which would have come to around $1,000. I could not afford that. They refused to work with us.
Next I called the humane society in a bigger city thinking they may have more room. I was just trying whatever occurred to me. I finally got a glimmer of hope when the newly contacted humane society offered to make us “agents” of theirs long enough to pick them up and drive them in. So that was what we did. We picked up roughly 175 pounds of wiggly adorableness!
After we got the puppies, we were told that they didn’t think they would have any problem finding them homes but they had enough room to keep them longer than the other place. However, the next morning the humane society called me to tell me that they thought the puppies had ring worm. They had to put them down, all of them.
I said, “There has got to be something I can do!” There was. I was told I could foster them, get them checked by my vet and get them a clean bill of health. The humane society showed me the cause for their concern was a spot, roughly the size of a quarter, on one puppy’s ear. (Learn about ring worm here) That was it. So we proceeded to go back and pick them up again.
I had two dogs at home at that time so I had to keep them apart. I kept them in my barn during the day and let them run around after work while my dogs were inside. They ate 15 pounds of puppy food per day. I had to wait two weeks for the culture to be completed so we went through approximately 200 pounds of puppy food. I got their clean bill of health and was able to take them back to the humane society to be adopted. We kept one of them as our own, one of the sweetest dogs I’ve ever known! All six of the others were adopted.
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