Marie (UK) had told me about the puppies in Lago Patria and today I went with her to have a look at them and feed them. To my wonderful surprise their mother is the one I fed in Varcaturo for 2 years and then she disappeared. Happy to see she was doing well–and her puppies!
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Last Saturday we were only a few people going out to the Shelter. Jerry, Richard, Drew and Todd were going to work on the building project. Jackie had the puppy section and I was meeting up with the veterinarian as well as making some mental tests on a couple of dogs that are to be adopted. Lindy was assisting with her calm and natural way. I have been keeping my eye on her for some time and she is a natural, gifted dog person. A non drama person, if she has any problems you can not notice it and that is what is a big asset to working with animal psychology.
We had some bad luck to begin with. Our tire exploded on the highway and no spare tire (its already on) but fantastic friends helped us. Thank you Ethan for your help with Todd despite that you were sick, and to Jackie and the above guy crew that came and picked up Olivia and I, and all our things. But can you believe it? Five minutes down the road, Jackie gets a flat tire!! I started to giggle, not the right time but it started to get totally hysteric. The guys were behind us, so heroiclly they changed out the flat in 6 minutes. Many hours later than planned, we finally entered the shelter. We were lucky with the weather at least: sunshine.
The shelter was like a war-zone with dogs everywere, so many puppies and sickness and sickness. They had found a little dog that nearly couldn’t walk, just skin and bones, his penis hanging out full of blisters, swollen and horrible. Blood in many dogs’ stools.
I dragged the veterinarian with me and pointed at dogs everywere: this one, sick; that one is freezing to death. This veterinarian is very sweet and dear but she is too expensive for our foundation, we can not help many dogs at her prices with our resources. This shelter is also well away from our location and our veterinarians . Without our own rehab clinic we have no place to keep the dogs until Monday morning. When we get the clinic we will be able to drive them there on Saturday; treat and safeguard them and keep them warm, then drive them to our vets on Monday.
While at the shelter, I took a walk and nearly tripped over a curled-up English Setter, just skin and bones and with her right eye poked out. She screamed when I put the collar/leash on her. I sat and talked to her for some minutes and Olivia, my mission girl, did a good job comforting her too.
After a while did she follow us to the shelter and we fed her with some hot dogs. What a sweet heart, so gentle and polite and of course no microchip.
Saturday I am returning to pick her up. The shelter is full and I am praying to the Universe and bugging my real estate agent to hurry up and get our clinic as soon as possible. So many dogs are dying and suffering.
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Remember this picture? Last time we helped clean Rossella Shelter, we all fell in love with the dog Fiora. She was so different from the others, we could tell right away; so loving and used to humans. We found out she had been abandoned by her former English family, left in their empty apartment together with her brother.
I’ve written often over the past several months about the family of puppies AWL found in a “skeleton” house nearby, and have been feeding. We’ve gone over — in the dark, in the rain, on holidays — to feed these little guys and gals, with the hope they would survive and thrive.
Several days ago, when I went, they were nowhere to be found. I returned several times more, but nothing.
Today on the way back from food shopping, the kids were sleeping in the car, so we (my husband and I) stopped by to see. It was deathly silent.
I went off through some tall weeds and brush to see if they were near. Todd went to the three skeleton houses to investigate.
Sadly, he found the answer in the weeds between and behind the houses.
Five little carcasses. Near where they lived, and where we had been feeding them. No obvious wounds, so we suspect they were poisoned. They went too quickly for it to be natural causes (disease, etc.)
One can only imagine the pain they suffered in the end. The common poison here is rat poison, that takes some time to work, and is very painful.
Who did it? Who knows? Maybe the neighbors got tired of hearing their hungry yapping at night when they wanted to sleep. Maybe the property owner got tired of trespassers (us) going to feed them. Maybe kids who thought it would be “fun” to kill some innocent creatures. The only crime these guys committed was being born “unwanted” by anyone specifically. Surely, they didn’t deserve such an end.
We found five little bodies. Perhaps the other two got away, were taken away by their mother and father. More likely, their little bodies are hidden from view somewhere, crawled off in the throws of their agonizing death to somewhere we wouldn’t find them.
The other day, I told Todd that I sensed the darkness welling up around me. We were making some progress against the terrible conditions for a handful of animals here. The light was winning, and the darkness was raising to fight back. Today, we found some of the result of that struggle between good and evil. These little souls paid the price.
And we are left heartbroken in a cold Italian drizzle.