I know I don't post on the dog-side much but would like for you all to meet Miss Maggie Moo...
We're not really sure where Maggie came from - she just kind of "appeared" a little over two weeks ago. Mom went out to move my car and there was Maggie, a cowering, trembling, emaciated little body full of cuts and scrapes and raw sores. She looked as though she had either been tied up by her feet or confined in a small cage. (Puppy mill victim? She's had at least one litter - but didn't/doesn't have milk.) Her rump has a wound and her tail's been shoddily docked and is sore.
At her first offer of food, she ate about 1/3 of it and hid the other 2/3s. It took a few days of hand feeding and coaching for her to eat the full portion.
She's terrified of men but has REALLY warmed up to dad since the ol' t-r-e-a-t bag was introduced. She's also terrified of bicycles, skateboards, and motorcycles.
Are you sure about this?
Long story short, we exhausted a search for her owners. Certainly if they were abusive, they didn't need her back. But we wondered if maybe she was a recent rescue case or perhaps someone's stolen pet. During the midst of this search, we slowly began testing the waters with our other boxer, Sara. Sara's normally dog-aggressive but showed little interest in Maggie. Even the cats seemed unphased by the new doggie-smell. (I have to "paws" and mention that it was during this time, Miss Staci mentioned, "Ya know. Sometimes you don't know what you need until you get it. It just appears."How prophetic those words would be!)
I need to take a moment and thank Miss Dixieland Dancer who really helped make this possible. We've never had two dogs at a time -let alone an abused dog- and she really took the time to work with us and answer the many questions we had.
Thank you, Candy!!
We weren't 100% sure whether Maggie was a good match for us or whether we were a good match for her (ie did she need to be an only dog?) but spaying was a top priority. Soooo it was off to the vet's!
And of course spay day means an over-nighter at the vet's office....
We cried as we left her - she gave us the tilted head "What did I do wrong? Why are you leaving me?" look.
We knew then it was a sealed deal; she was meant to be!
Look at me play! I'm feeling *MUCH* better now!
Maggie Moo's filling out quickly; in person you can still see her ribs and backbone - more so than in these pictures. She's still very wary of strangers and terrified of bicycles, skateboards, and motorcycles. We're still slowly introducting her to Sara and she has yet to meet the cats/bunny but so far so good!
She has the most *amazing* personality considering what she's been through in her short little life. Five minutes and I promise you'd be in love.
I can't get enough of this darn laser lighter!
(You can see a scar here on her front right foot. She has a matching one -heighth wise- on her other foot but it's much lighter. The flash on the camera fades it out to where you can't see it.)
Sorry this is so long but thanks for letting me ramble about our new girl!
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