I just don’t understand people. Try as I may, why would someone get a puppy and then toss it aside like garbage when something goes wrong? Meet Pitiful Pearle, fourth and according to my husband my last dog. Yeah, right!
I didn’t want a fourth dog, three is more than enough to keep me busy. However, with the help of one very persistent shelter worker, I have my fourth dog. It started out with my friend telling me about the cutest little Chihuahua that she needed to find a foster home. I told her lovingly to keep looking. We played this game for a week when my friend told me, “Just remember tomorrow at 8:30am.” Wait a second, what happens? Am I supposed to be there? She then told me that the little Chihuahua was to be put to sleep. No fair, dirty pool this was just plain mean! After cussing under my breath, I told her to bring me the dog.
Sharrel, met me in the parking lot, with a little carrier. I couldn’t wait to see this little dog she had be raving about. When the crate came open, a crusty, scabby, hairless little puppy walked out and looked at me with the most soulful eyes I’ve ever seen. All I could do was utter, “Oh, you pitiful little pearl.” This was the ugliest dog I have ever seen to say the least. After exchanging meds, food, toys and crate, I was on the way home to explain to my husband this ugly little puppy. We had already discussed how much trouble could one Chihuahua puppy be. We agreed that four more tablespoons of food wasn’t too much. What we didn’t know was yet to come.
The first night Pitiful Pearle (her new name with an e added to it for fun) tried to attack Hondo. She apparently had to fight for most things in her young life and didn’t know that food, soft places to lie and water come freely here. The next night, I went to move her to a crate and the little stinker attacked me. I called the agency I was fostering with, explained her behavior, and suggested she go to an experienced home. They laughed and told me that is why she was with me. I was not amused; I was not keeping this puppy!
As she began to heal, I had to take her back to the shelter for shots and more meds. While in the clinic, she became a shell of the dog I had at home. She hid in a corner and shook, she knew were she was and I believe didn’t want to stay. After her shots, she had a reaction, and then a few days later she had a reaction to the meds. The meds changed her behavior to a little beast with needles for teeth, which she would use without hesitation. I talked to my husband and mentioned how afraid she was at the shelter. At that moment, we knew we were keeping her. We have gone through a lot with her. She will still try to push Hondo around, although she is finally figuring out that food comes every day, twice a day even. We have had emergency surgeries, and allergies to all vaccinations.
The hair has grown back and she is a beautiful little black Chihuahau, filled with, love and life. She is determined and stubborn, the two qualities that kept the little puppy alive for two weeks on the streets. Alert and stealthy is her other qualities that today can even get her in trouble. She is an awesome little girl, who has found her forever home. Meet our new member of the pack, Pitiful Pearle.
I didn’t want a fourth dog, three is more than enough to keep me busy. However, with the help of one very persistent shelter worker, I have my fourth dog. It started out with my friend telling me about the cutest little Chihuahua that she needed to find a foster home. I told her lovingly to keep looking. We played this game for a week when my friend told me, “Just remember tomorrow at 8:30am.” Wait a second, what happens? Am I supposed to be there? She then told me that the little Chihuahua was to be put to sleep. No fair, dirty pool this was just plain mean! After cussing under my breath, I told her to bring me the dog.
Sharrel, met me in the parking lot, with a little carrier. I couldn’t wait to see this little dog she had be raving about. When the crate came open, a crusty, scabby, hairless little puppy walked out and looked at me with the most soulful eyes I’ve ever seen. All I could do was utter, “Oh, you pitiful little pearl.” This was the ugliest dog I have ever seen to say the least. After exchanging meds, food, toys and crate, I was on the way home to explain to my husband this ugly little puppy. We had already discussed how much trouble could one Chihuahua puppy be. We agreed that four more tablespoons of food wasn’t too much. What we didn’t know was yet to come.
The first night Pitiful Pearle (her new name with an e added to it for fun) tried to attack Hondo. She apparently had to fight for most things in her young life and didn’t know that food, soft places to lie and water come freely here. The next night, I went to move her to a crate and the little stinker attacked me. I called the agency I was fostering with, explained her behavior, and suggested she go to an experienced home. They laughed and told me that is why she was with me. I was not amused; I was not keeping this puppy!
As she began to heal, I had to take her back to the shelter for shots and more meds. While in the clinic, she became a shell of the dog I had at home. She hid in a corner and shook, she knew were she was and I believe didn’t want to stay. After her shots, she had a reaction, and then a few days later she had a reaction to the meds. The meds changed her behavior to a little beast with needles for teeth, which she would use without hesitation. I talked to my husband and mentioned how afraid she was at the shelter. At that moment, we knew we were keeping her. We have gone through a lot with her. She will still try to push Hondo around, although she is finally figuring out that food comes every day, twice a day even. We have had emergency surgeries, and allergies to all vaccinations.
The hair has grown back and she is a beautiful little black Chihuahau, filled with, love and life. She is determined and stubborn, the two qualities that kept the little puppy alive for two weeks on the streets. Alert and stealthy is her other qualities that today can even get her in trouble. She is an awesome little girl, who has found her forever home. Meet our new member of the pack, Pitiful Pearle.
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