
In 5 years of working rescue, I'd have to say that this was the most difficult case we'd ever gone through. Such a tearful experience for everyone involved. This is Peanut's story.
It was an absolutely HOT and out of this world miserable day in late May when an off-duty Animal Control Officer knocked on my door; holding a small puppy in her arms. She brought him in the house and set him down on the table so I could look at him. She pulled her arms out from underneath him........
And he collapsed.
We filled a bowl with water and put it down by him. He didn't even have the strength to lift his head let alone walk the 2 inches to the bowl and get a badly needed drink. He just layed there, dry tongue hanging from his pure white mouth.
I put 5 cc's of water in a small dropper and slowly disbursed it in his mouth. He welcomed the taste of fresh water. Seconds later, he vomitted the water back up. Even water to this poor baby was an alien substance to his body; a substance he hadn't received in so long that his body wasn't able to tolerate it.
From that point on it was every hour that I would put 2 cc's of room-temperature water directly into his mouth. After 3 days he was hydrated enough to give him the strength to stand up and take what was probably his first bite of food since whelping. Within two weeks, he had put on 11 pounds and was wrestling with his toys.
Shortly after regaining his strength and adding the weight, poor Peanut was diagnosed with "full body" Demodectic Mange, Ringworm and a Staph Infection. He immediately went on antibiotics, ivomectin treatments, sulfur and iodine dips and various other body creams. Within days of his first treatment, he became lethargic and listless. His skin was dry and flakey and obviously very painful and caused missery beyond what words could describe.
A second trip to the Vet, and a second inital plan for treatment began. Days later, he had a minor seizure and landed himself in a "24 hour" coma.
Running out of options, we again tried antibiotics, a fungal spray and a homeopathic remedy for the mange. Though his body tolerated this form of treatment, his condition did not improve.
Walking to the truck, with his tail wagging behind him as he tried playfully attacking the Animal Control Officer's feet and wrestling with the leash, Peanut had no idea what layed ahead of him.
With tears in our eyes at what felt like a failed attempt to save a life, we watched Peanut slowly pass away as the injection filled his body and stopped his tiny little heart.
There was nothing more we could do to help Peanut. Had his owners cared for him properly in the beginning, he could have had a long and happy life. And though we know he had 2 of the most incredible and happiest months of his short life, it still didn't seem fair.
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