Normally I don’t refer to myself when discussing the C.A.R.E. rescues because its a huge army that makes the wheels turn. In this case there were some personal emotions that probably did affect this story.

I received a text from Tyler at CCAC the morning after I came home and found my sweet boy Blue had crossed over the bridge. My plan was to not leave my home, my fuzzy PJs, basically I was going to do nothing involving me seeing others.

When I heard, “two four week old pups, seizing, cannot keep body temperature up, needed rescue now”, I took a deep breath and said I will be there as soon as I can. I did it in memory of Blue, as for the eight years he was with me, he watched the rescues come in, some just for foster, some added to the pack and becoming his new siblings. It was what he would have expected me to do. I also did it on emotions and thank goodness I have great officers/board with CARE who understood and put up with me grabbing pups even though we had recently spent tons of funds on a parvo pup and three others that had to be hospitalized.

I am a kind of fly by the seat of my pants person as the saying goes, get the babies help, worry about funds later. Not the best way to be, but I have and have always had faith there are enough caring, compassionate people out there that will help us, help them.

Back to the pups, I arrived at CCAC, and the pups were with employees in a warm room, Ringo, the brindle boy, was wondering around, and Lennon was under blankets not moving. They were so very tiny, not even a pound yet. The vet tech at CCAC, told me she was unable to get their body temps regulated, and they were not eating. I scooped them up and off to the vet we went. The pictures in the collage in the album, was taken on way and at the vets the first day. The video was actually taken while I was driving and holding Ringo.