A last second decision was made to go to Texas to rescue a momma and her 14 puppies that we due to be euthanized the next day. So, we here at Don't Be A Bully decided to book the flight from BWI to Houston and go rescue them. The shelter, and I won't name names, was awful, dirty and packed. I'm not playing the blame game because I know how hard it is to run a shelter on almost no funds, in a huge area of low income people, they are doing the best they can. We landed in Texas and rented a car to go get everybody, unfortunatly 4 puppies passed away before we arrived. On we go with 10 puppies, plus momma, but one little one wasn't doing so well. I know a lot of people tell you not to name the ones who aren't going to make it but we always name them all, no matter what, so they feel a little loved, so we have a memory and "person" to mourn. We started with Momma, they had named her Brazil but that didn't fit her at all, we named her Dolly, after our favorite Southern Belle. The babies we named after other country stars, Cash, Merle, Hank, Willie, Jennings, Shelton, Loretta, Jolene, June and then our tiny little Cowboy. Cowboy was weak, he wasn't eating, his lungs were junky, and he was dehydrated. On top of everything else, we couldn't even let Dolly take care of her Country music babies because the shelter had put her on medication that the puppies could get through her milk and it was harmful to them. We did everything we could, but Cowboy just wasn't strong enough, our little boy passed away. This wasn't the first time we lost a dog, it wasn't the first time we lost a puppy, but he was the tiniest, and he fought the hardest. Finally, they all reached Baltimore and it was looking good. We got them onto a heating pad, got food in their bellies, antibiotics for their lungs but still, they were dying one by one. After a million vet visits and a million and 2 emergency vet bills, we were left with 2 puppies that the vet was cautious about saying would make it. After all of this, we are run dry, emotionally and finanically, but we learned that we want to be able to do this more. All of those puppies might have died anyways but they died with warm bellies, in beds, feeling loved. They might have been hopeless but they gave us a little hope. We renamed our emergency medical fund after Cowboy, because "Pain and Rodeo go hand in hand". This is our rodeo and it hurts but its beautiful and like every cowboy, it's who we are.
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