It's been a long while since I've entered anything in my blog. Been busy knitting and I'll share that soon as well. BUT this motivated me first and foremost to write and share once again.
I've told this story to some BUT not all...
48 hours . . .
That is how long it has been since a very special puppy was unfortunately and unexpectedly bitten by another "family" members canine. Chrysler is a 5 + month old male Chihuahua that we have had since the 27th of November when he was only 7 weeks old. We've watched him and Porschea (our initially reluctant 1 yr. old female Chihuahua) grow into a comical pair. However, that all was endangered Saturday (3/6) as the family began to enjoy a rather late evening supper. We are not exactly sure what the cause of the "attack" was. Food? Unknown "rough" play? Or just being in the wrong place at the right time. BUT our supper was abruptly interrupted and our sweet dreams were immediately delayed by the excruciating cries of our puppy for what seemed like an eternity. What I observed other family members may wish to deny. But the offending canine (regardless of the feelings of her owners) has now been "ordered" by myself and Scott out of the home permanently.
A very special friend Lisa, was all but yanked in to assist in the emergency as she arrived several minutes after the "attack" occurred. All she was anticipating was a simple "drop off" of a couple of French Angora from a pick up earlier that day that I'd been eagerly anticipating the arrival of. Boy... I'm sure she KNOW's I'm crazy now; by the way I was dressed and responding to the emergency. Yet in my eyes, SHE (and 2 other very special people that come to mind right now whom I've been privileged enough to call friends and have met just this last year) CAN FIX EVERYTHING! Don't get me wrong my hubby Scott is strong in more ways emotionally than I'll ever be. He can think in an emergency unlike me when it comes to this amount of blood being lost especially when it's my animals. He did well. And it's Thanks to his calm response along with Lisa's suggestions and interventions that I can say Chrysler might just make it out of this OK.
Today Chrysler is beginning to "come around". He ate hard food (the same he was on prior to the attack); OH! what a glorious moment that was for me! He even wanted to "play" with Miss Porschea, but Scott and I are attempting to protect him as much as we can. His energy and spunk have not quite returned but it is slowly for now he appears to remain somewhat weak. Alot was put into immediate perspective for me Saturday night. Fear which I have not experienced in a very long time became so heart wrenchingly real again! Seeing this little guy collapse on the floor was more than I could handle and I ran (like a coward) out the front door trying to find strength to face what I was afraid of (what I at that point was sure of). However through my Mom talking to me on my cell phone as I paced up and down the sidewalks I was reminded by her of his unwavering love and where I had and needed to be! By Chrysler's side, not allowing DEATH to swiftly and unjustly take him, but giving as much to him as he had already to me and my family!
48 1/2 hours after the attack I now am a hovering worry wart. LOL Even nagging Scott each morning to check on our "baby" (we kennel at night or when we leave the home for his safety as well as our peace of mind). Eagerly now I'm anticipating (hoping and praying) that Chrysler will be OK and a part of our lives for at least another 10+ years!
Soon all that will remain is a scar for him and a memory for us. You can see in this picture where the injury is now how very bad this was and could have been. (The yellow stuff is septic powder which is 1 of a couple of utilized methods of blood control at the time of injury that we used.) Pressure, ice and "New Skin" plus alot of encouragement & believing in Him were also used.
PS: I BELIEVE in the Miracle of ACID PACK! ; ^ ) and the Blessings of the MAN "upstairs"!
(All these photos were just taken about an hour and a half ago of this entry time.)
