This was "Irish". She was a 10 year old golden retreiver who was seized from a puppy mill. One of 76 dogs who lived inside an excremented covered house. Dead dogs were in the home, partially eaten. Disease was rampant. Parastites worse. For 3 days after I got her home she crapped out plastic bags, where the owner would throw out bread still in the bags for them to eat and the dogs so hungry ate everything. She did not know how to walk. She was carried out of the shelter by the worker and laid in my car, where she promptly messed herself from fear. She lived with me for a month. She was bathed, and brushed, and fed and loved. Upon her first follow up visit when the vet did blood work, it was discovered that parasites had invaded her tissues, and at her age they felt the treatment would be more inhumane to her, so the decision was made by the shelter/vet to euthanize her. I named her Irish because she was one of the lucky ones who made it out and ended her life being loved. The majority of the others never made it off the property.
