Ruphus -> RE: Dump Puppies (Apr. 5 2012 19:22:33)
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Hello friends, Two days ago I was asked why I had lost weight, obviously. With the ongoing story below, I know, you will be guessing how come. So, here the update on the little rascals. After the last tightly prevented abduction, and with all the sleepnessness, it had become clear that things couldn´t be going on that way. Consequently I decided to take some of the puppies into my small yard, notwithstandingly after all. It were 5 of them, but one wouldn´t want to settle, all sitting before the gate; so I let him retun after a couple of days. That made them 4 internals and 4 externals. It helped indeed quite some with keeping kidnappers away, whose attempt progressively decreased to now near zero ( probably thinking the externals were of "less quality", aside from that they were getting more defensible and quicker with escaping). Then, about three weeks ago, the externals would start slimming down rapidly one after the other and die. All so rapidly, that I suspected them to have been poisened. The more as their caracasses, which I had to pul out from the canal tube before my house, used to be stiff like a board too immediately and also stay stiff. In fact I came to blows with a neighbour days ago, who had been pretending disdain for the apparent poiseners ( and stone throwers, of whom there had been too), whilst the same guy was secretely making noises at night to make the dogs bark. ( Which means not only potential of neighbours annoyance, but can trigger a phone call to official instances who could then routinely order elimination.) Realizing the neighbour´s phoney action, I announced serious trouble in case that it would turn out, him to have also been putting out rat poison, which didn´t leave us all too friendly, unfortunately. Right before the devastating dying started, me had received my new camera, using the internals as motives for playing around with the new toy. The photos were used to introduce the four internals to friends abroad, as displayed below. - This is Charlie. Charlie is an absolutely cool type. Maybe kind of like Snoopy. A very levelled character and never ever nervous. A true gentleman. One who likes to allow his siblings to "win" during scrambling, but should things get serious he will show nerves and make clear in just a second who he is. He is the boss. In the same time he is a total mimosa when it come to me. I only need to look at him crooked or dismiss his greeting and he will retreat immediately, sulked for a while. He is also the one of the pack who gives the least about food. I do love all of them, but am completely moonstruck especially for him. This is her majesty, Miss dubie. Dubies is the alpha female and pretty lordly with the others, except of with Charlie, who simply is everybody´s darling. Dubie also is the most intelligent of them all. Sheer incredibly so. This is Hermann. Though not slow at all, he is the simplest chap in the pack. Predominat characteristic: piggish. He has sort of a vaccum sucker inbuild with which he´ll suck half of the food away before the others have even started feeding. No wonder hes has evovlved the strongest of them. He is on the way of becoming a chunk with strong jaws. Since I gave him away once together with Susie for only a couple of hours ( folks return them the minute they realize that I´m indeed checking how they will be dealing with the puppies, as announced) he has become very clinging and extremely appreciative. Whereas originally he was very shy. Here together with brother Charlie. My favorite pic: Since Charlie has been stubtley weakened physically the two are still very harmonically, but every once in a time you´ll see Hermann provoking for a second, in the way of "but I´m stronger than you", with his brother obviously signalling: "Won´t you dare even thinking of it". Susie is now very shy, since the hours at the stranger´s place. She won´t let me grab her anymore, and will hide away when strangers enter the yard. She tremendously fears to be given away. She is the underdog. This poor little baby. So cute, so dear, so fragile. And yet when the pack ( usually without Charlie, though) decides to jump on her she will defend herself like a tiger. The mobbing was only occassionally, lessend with my disapprove and has decreased even more lately. Sweety, she´ll break your heart. And not ugly at all. Just wanting to have a life like everyone else. Live and let live. Here with Charlie. The one she loves dearly, and before whom she is sitting here like a guard. Unlike with her sometimes fierce and mercyless sister. Of whom with hermann, she needs to defend herself at times. -- Charlie suddenly lost weight severally and became passive, then refused to eat. We have had three trips to the vet ( a long, bumpy and horrible drive, during which he vomitts every time. - I´ve been soaked with puke and piss each time, and you can sense that the little guy doesn´t feel comfy with it at all). He had swallowed stones who stuck in the guts; was prescribed antiobioticum and paraffin and clyster with soap water, and another antibioticum per injection. However, he´d bring up whatever I would instill. Even the special med to prevent exactly that. Then, three day ago, Hermann would follow Charlie´s way of laying passive, vomitting, refusing food and rapidly losing weight. In mind, I already saw them all wiped out by hepatitis or another desease. The situation was nerve wrecking. At least Hermann is keeping the meds inside. Today, while Charlie ( now 5 days without a crumble of food) was receiving his third time infusion with blood serum, the blood test turned out miserable. The outlook was to smooth him with antibiotica and painkiller, but dying anyway; or surge with high chances of him not surviving anyway. That´s when you saw a grown up man sitting before a little dog crying. Again and again. Not my style actually, but just couldn´t hold composure. I wouldn´t stop inquiring the doc back and forth, and a more advanced of his colleagues showed up. His prognosis was the same, but his making more clear that without surgery there be no way out, made me ask to please operate. I think, the man then really gave his best. It turned out that the guts hadn´t went necrosis yet, and I was able to take this little hero home with me, as the luckiest man on earth. Charlie ain´t through yet, as there´s to be found a way first to make him eat, but I guess whose as strong as him will make it. Tomorrow morning we´ll be back to the vet for nutriment infusion, maybe for a couple of days to come, but then he shall start eating again. Dubie and Susie seem to be doing fine so far. Their somewhat lessened interest into eating must have been merely for empthical reasons, as today they have been eating fine again. (Their consideration and altered behaviour for the sick brothers certainly is amazing.) The left over external puppy looks no good either, and his mother now as well. I have seen that horrid people have thrown hospital waste ( human extracts, bandages et al) in the lot; unclear hence what the doggies are suffering from and whether they can come through. Wish us strong; and for the remains of the hound family. Best Ruphus PS: Who wants to see former photos, look here.
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