August 22nd 2018, started out as normal. Up early, feeding and walking the dogs. Checking messages on the phone and computer. There was a message on Social Media, it said “my name is Vicky, and I manage the NC Welcome Center. Tony Vaughn, a supervisor with D.O.T. has found a dog that has may have been hit by a car. Can you advise us what to do?” As always, in rescue, you take a deep sigh as you wonder just what all the dog has endured, and then you thank the Lord that compassionate people had found the dog and were reaching out for help.

As fate would have it, the dog was found in a ditch probably two miles from my house, and Tony had put him in his truck with him and was less than a mile from me in the direction or our vet’s office.  Some things are just meant to be, so out the door, I went, calling Boulevard Animal Hospital along the way. There was not much I could tell them other than the dog could hardly stand, and had been found in a ditch unable to move.

This was a day that renewed my faith in the human race. Tony could have just ignored the dog or called animal control where he would have most likely been put down due to the extent of his injuries. Vicky could have told Tony to just deal with it, but neither did because they both wanted to do what was right for the dog, and they both knew that little dog’s, life, who we named Kaleb (he was found in the ditch on Caleb Road) mattered.

After picking up Kaleb from Tony, Kaleb and I went straight to our vets. Kaleb’s hip needed surgery and on his other hind leg, his bone had shattered and he had more than one break. There was also a hole where you could see the bone through it. He was extremely emaciated, hip bones pronounced, scared, and could not walk. Where to start? How do we get him back to health?  Kaleb stayed at our vet’s office for a little over a month, where his movement was restricted and limited as he gained weight and got healthy. After about a month it was time to consult a surgeon, and off to Carolina Veterinary Specialists we went.

Kaleb’s Surgeon, Dr. Daniel Mertens, brought us the news. Kaleb needed surgery on his hip joint, but also needed plates and pins in his other leg. He would need lots of supervision to make sure he had limited movement afterwards, and he would need to come back each week for several weeks to redo his cast and bandages. He then gave us the estimate for the surgery, over $7000 and there was a possibility he may have to do another surgery if things did not go as planned.

Needless to say, as an all-volunteer small 501c3 non-profit animal rescue, we were between shock and “how are we going to raise that kind of money” all at the same time. Faith in humanity restored once again as we did an online auction, we did a fundraiser, we asked for help and people helped! Within a little over a week, we had the funds for Mr Kaleb’s surgeries. Thankfully both could be done at the same time too.

We lined up one of our awesome fosters to care for Kaleb during his recovery phase, Annette Pendergraft. She had handled many of our medical cases in the past and had the perfect set up to keep him calm with limited movement. Annette was a nurse, doctor, caregiver, she did it all, and was perfect for his recovery.

Kaleb began to want a little more, as he became very active once well. He had typical cattle dog tendencies wanting to herd you, and a little bit of a stubborn streak when he did not want to do something. We enlisted the help of the awesome Dana Van Sickle, and then Kaleb went to foster with our trainer/foster, Tammy Freeman. Once Kaleb had other dogs to play with, lots of room to romp and have fun, he became the most perfect boy ever.

He was adopted to the perfect family for him and is now in his forever home. We thank the Good Lord every day that the D.O.T. supervisor found him, got him out of the ditch and that we were called to help. We also thank all the great contributors and supporters who believed in Kaleb and helped him survive.

 

 

 

 

We received a call that a very emaciated dog, truly a skeleton with skin over the bones, had found her way into a fenced-in pool at a good Samaritan’s home. When we saw the photos we immediately got her to our vet’s clinic to try and help her. Zelda (we named her) was not given the best of chances. Her body had started to survive off muscle tissue, no fat at all on her, and her bloodwork was all over the place. We found out the next day she was also diabetic, had a horrible growth on one of her feet, and was heartworm positive. Our vet estimated her to be around 10 years old.

Our firm belief that all lives do matter, made it imperative that we give this sweet girl a chance. Her blood sugar was very hard to regulate, as it was super high one minute, the next reading normal, and the next high again. The growth on her foot continued to grow, and we had to decide what we would do first.

After Zelda gained some weight, we proceeded to have the growth removed which was located between the pads of her foot.

Her blood sugar is still not exact but she is getting better and is getting ready to have her heartworm treatment. She is loved by all the people at our vets and most of our volunteers. She loves other dogs but thinks she is the Queen, no matter what the size.  We are so very happy to be a part of Zelda’s journey and look forward to her getting heartworm treatment behind her, and on to her forever home.

These first couple of pictures would never tell Axel’s story. I am still amazed how sweet and loving this boy is considering what he has been through. We got a call. A man was working on his farm when a dog just pretty much showed up and collapsed at his feet. The dog, extremely emaciated, but even worse, had a huge open wound on his leg.

I met the man at our vet’s clinic, saw the wound and grabbed Axel and carried him in for treatment. What happened next was new to me. An actual piece of bone from the open wound fell out of this baby’s leg.

The wound, which could possibly be where someone shot this sweet boy, was terrible, not fresh, and Axel had done his best to keep it clean. He sat calmly on the exam table as we surveyed the damage to his leg, found a place on the other leg, and worried about what would be next.

It was amazing how this boy’s tail just kept wagging through it all. It was determined that there was nerve damage, and an older wound, all we could do was to amputate the leg.  Axel was admitted to our vet’s clinic and surgery began the next day.

Axel came through the surgery with flying colors, getting neutered too whilst under. He is adjusting very well to a tripod and is moving well. He has gained weight and is back to becoming a healthy boy. He loves other dogs and people! He will make a great new family member. We hope someone will love and care for him and make him forget his rocky start in life.

Axel is approximately 8 months old, a lab mix, a complete love bug, and just wants to be with his people. We are so happy we were able to help Axel survive a horrible injury and now flourish to become someone’s best friend.

On December 6th we received a very disturbing call. A sweet senior girl, who had at one point been a part of a family, had been tied outside and left to fend for herself. We heard that she was not doing well so we asked for a picture. We got a photo of her lying in the yard, with every rib in her body showing.

As soon as we saw her, we knew she had to have help. One of our awesome Army volunteers went to pick her up. She immediately started sending pictures on her way to our vet’s office. Meanwhile, a couple of us were out picking up another dog in need. We had no idea we would end up with two, much less one in the condition poor sweet Molly was in.

Once Molly was at our vet’s office, we got the call about her condition. Our vet put her body score at 9 with 10 being the worst possible. She was extremely dehydrated, infection from who knows where at this point, gook coming out of her eyes, nose, and anywhere else it could. Our vet was not very optimistic about her chances, but he knows us well. During the conversation, we were like start the fluids, antibiotics, bloodwork, whatever she needs to have a fighting chance to survive.   Molly was admitted into their ER care and everything possible was started to help her fight.

Our first visit with Molly and you can tell she has a long road to recovery. Not only due to being extremely emaciated, but the infection. She also had some eye issues. It was discovered that she had pyometra, which opened a new issue. She needed surgery immediately but was she able and strong enough to withstand the surgery? Molly was improving each day, but we were petrified she may not make it through surgery.

Molly began to want to go outside for short walks, she loved the food we were bringing her to get her appetite back, and soon she was ready for her surgery. Molly came through it like the champ she is, and also got the growth off her eye at the same time.  Several days later her new foster mom went to meet her as it was getting close to the time for her to go to a home to recover.

These are the last two pictures before Molly left our vets clinic and went to her foster home. Since Molly has been in her foster home, she has blossomed into such a wonderful girl. She absolutely loves the couch!

Her first days at her foster home, she started to fit in well from the start. Molly is great with other dogs, house trained and just loves to be with you. A month later and she has gained 20 plus pounds and is looking very healthy.

Molly’s eye is also beginning to come back. We are unsure if her eye will be completely normal, but the cloudiness is slowly going away. We are hopeful that she will return to normal too. This girl is one more fighter. She literally was at death’s door, a few more hours without help and she would have died, but Molly has so much more to give. Molly is a wonderful, loving girl who now deserves a special family to love and care for her. We are so very happy we were able to help with Molly’s journey back to good health, love and care.

Our girl loves her couch poses and you can see what a huge difference a month has had on her. We love you, Molly!