Well dang the luck, I just found another one on her other shoulder that looks exactly like the first one did so many years ago. I just hope it is as slow-growing as the first one. She had malignant cancer already when she was rescued from the puppy mill in Oklahoma so every day with her is a gift. She has just made such an amazing transition that I want her to have many more years left to enjoy life like it should be!
It's not often that Fucie and Izzy snuggle. They play quite a bit, but Fucie doesn't seek her out like he did Rori. Maybe it's because Izzy literally tried to kill him the first 4 months we had her. Or could it be because of the time she tried to drag him across the top of a baby gate by his jaw? Or maybe the fact that a couple times a year she had unpredictable bursts of regression wherein she attacks him with intent to kill for no apparent reason?
Hmmmm,
can't blame him for being leary.
But last night they both snuggled on the couch with me after Skott went to work. Proof that with enough time, patience, and discipline, even the worst cases can be rehabilitated.
Please, think twice before you buy a dog from a pet store or backyard breeder. Pet stores get their stock from puppy mills -like where Izzy came from. Lives spent living in cages stacked on top of eachother, dark, cold, no human interaction, cages layered in feces and urine.
To refresh:
When we picked Izzy up she had already been to two other foster homes. We were her last hope before euthanasia. She was filthy and her back legs were solid callouses from the concrete pad she was kept on. She didn't know how to eat food from a dish. She has no teeth -she wore them off trying to chew her way out. She is completely blind in one eye due to injury neglect. She was terrified of other dogs, didn't know how to walk on a leash.... it was heartbreaking.
Please, visit the humane association. Google "(breed you're interested in) + resuce" and I guarantee you will get hits. Every breed has a rescue organization.
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