When I had to make the toughest decision I prayed and I cried about it. I felt my heart I made the decsion what was best for Queenie. I did tell myself I wasn't gone to adopt another pet because it is hard and emotional to say good bye but that is part of life. Queenie lived as long life and she was spoiled and well taken care of, when it was her time to go, I had to let her go. She was a loving companion, a friend. It was hard to for me to adopt another pet, it made me feel guilt at first because I was replacing her but I wasn't. I had a lot of good years with Queenie where a lot of memories and I have a lot of photo's, we did everything together.
On May 8, 2009, I felt it was time to adopt another family pet. I visited the Georgia Humaine Society, Rincon, Georgia. When arrived at the shelter, we enter in the front office and a volunteer walked out with us to where they shelter the animals were being house. When I first walked into the doors, where they had kept all the animals, first ones I have noticed were all large animals. I knew I could not adopt a large animal for I lived in a residence that I was renting and because I was renting I was only allowed to have a small pet. I took my time choosing the pet I wanted to adopt. Many the dogs in the crates were beautiful dogs, full bred dogs. If I could I would adopt them all, just to free them from those crates they were living in, but I knew I couldn't. During our visit at the shelter, I noticed out of the corner of my eye around the corner, small dogs and puppies so I asked the volunteer if I could see them. At first she said to me, those puppies and dogs are going to be ethunized tomorrow which would of been on May 9th, 2009.
I wanted to get nosey, I wanted to see what was behind the corner that they had in the crates. "Oh my, my heart melted. There were several crates that was boarding little puppies but they were sick puppies so they were schuduled to be ethunized. On the left hand side of this room, I happen to noticed this crate sitting on the cold cement floor that had this cute adorable butterscotch color chihuahua mix. I walked over to the crate and kneel down to talk to the little chihuahua mix, I noticed she was so thin and depressed and little older. I asked the volunteer if I may open the crate and be able to hold her. Instead she opened the crate and I reached out to remove her from the volunteer's arms. When I held her in my arms as I said she was so skinny that you could see her bones and she was flea infested and she very depressed but she hunged on. The moment I held her in my arms, she laid her head down on my shoulders and I broke down in tears. Something about her, I felt and we clicked. I immediately blurred out to the volunteer, she is the one I want to adopt.
"Oh mam, the volunteer said, she has been here for over 6 months, nobody wanted to adopt her because she is an older dog. Since she has over stayed here at the shelter, she is schuduled to be ethunized tomorrow, (May 9, 2009) are you sure she is the one you want to adopt, she asked. I answered yes, I am leaving with her today I responded. Okay, volunteer said, we need to walk back up to the office and have you do some paper work and you need some form of identification. "Well I said to the volunteer, I have rescue identification, a certificate of my obedience instructer certification and my driver's license, which one would you like to see. Driver's license be good she said." I ended up walking out with the chihuahua mix dog paying no adoption fee. When we got her home I knew what I was getting into and ahead of me and what to expect. For the first three months she gave us a scare, she wouldn't eat or drink, all she did was layed on her bed pillow I bought for her right and she stayed right by my side. For the first few months having her home, I had to spoon feed her, adminster water to her through a dropper. I didn't want to take her to the vet's right away, only because I wanted her to get familar to her new home and earn her trust and work with her. I didn't want to put no more stress on her than she was already under.
I did research on how to care for her and to get her to help to get her better. I found this site (dogister.com) and found a site for home remedies, It took me six months and lot of work but it was all worth it. Many lost hours of sleep. I stayed with her and stayed by her side and I was determine to encourage her with encourging words to help her fight to live and the hard work payed off, she made it and she fought. The end results she got better, she got stronger and over time I won her trust. Now today she stays by my side and sleeps with me in my room in her bed. I spoil her. rotten for she is my baby. I enjoyed buying her Christmas gifts this year, she got a new winter coat and some boots, she don't like the snow. And when she don't like the dog food you buy her, she'll let you know. I am glad I adopted her, I have no regrets adopting a old dog, "What is that old saying, you can teach a old dog new tricks, it is true.
I named her Buttercup. and I finally took her to the vets visit after I felt she was stronger and healthier, she got all her shots and the vet gave her special treats on every visit, she loved that. She was already spayed which that was a blessing. I'll tell you, she taught me a few things about survival, and she is a very special friend to me and good compainion. She goes everywhere with me, except to the grocery store and to the doctors. My grandsons love her. I have to fight with her though to go outside to go to the bathroom, walking in the snow but she does it and she don't play around, she does her business and hurries on in the house. She is a charater; but I love her. Buttercup taught me some lessons in life, to never give up Hope, she taught me, no matter the roads we travel, and how unkind folks may be, there is always someone out there who cares. You can see with your eyes but when you open your heart you see way beyond. I know when I was hopitalized last year because I came down very ill where I had to stay in the hospital she missed me. My husband started getting concern because she would not eat or drink again but when I was released from the hospital she greeted me at my front door with open arms.
She needed me to rescue her just as much as I needed her to rescue me. We walked the same path in our past, we both been abuse and abandoned and betrayed from folks who said they loved us and promised to take care of us. I believe she felt that in me the first day we met at the shelter and believe, our similar path we walked and our past experiences was what made us connect with one another. I believe as it stated in Proverbas 3: 5, 6, my trust in God led my path to choose Buttercup that day. We bonded together and God knew before I walked in the shelter, before I even decided to adopt another family pet just how much we needed each other. I could not ask for a better trustworthy friend. Her photo will tell you the rest of the story. Buttercup is a survivor from all kinds of abuse. Actual she is my hero, she help me to find my inner strength to survive from my past abuse.
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