… is Mae-Mae. And she’s a puppy mill survivor from Missouri. Despite her lack of socialization and handling, she’s an unbelievably sweet little dog. Living in a puppy mill, she has no household skills and is unfamiliar with even the most basic of sounds. Like the telephone or the dishwasher.
She had her rescue exam this morning. The vet’s office was a bit chaotic with ill-behaved and/or loud dogs. Mae-Mae just sat there, taking it all in. More than one person commented on how calm she was. Pretty amazing considering what she’s *not* been exposed to in the past. As suspected, she has a pretty severe infection in both ears. They will need to be flushed out while she’s under anesthesia to extract a broken canine tooth. The spay sutures will be removed as well.
More to follow on this little one as we update her progress in foster care … and her new life outside the confines of a wire cage and endless breeding.
Update 22 July— I can tell she’s feeling better now that the ear meds are beginning to work. With the amount of black goo that was coming out during the daily cleanings, I’m pretty certain she was in quite a bit of pain from the infection.
Mae-Mae is already crate trained and sleeps the night through. She gets along with the resident critters, dogs and cat alike. She has good canine social skills and respects the corrections that Ali and Frankers issue, modifying her behavior appropriately. She loves to run in the grass/yard — something she’s never had an opportunity to do before.
At the moment, we’re trying to impress upon her that the plastic airline crate in the bedroom is the same as the wire crate in the front room. I’d like her to sleep with the rest of the pack; however, her digging at the door when placed in the airline crate doesn’t work for sleepy humans (makes hubby really grumpy). Baby steps … she spent a little time there this morning while I was getting ready for work. Both times when she started to dig and get all twitterpated, a quick “ehh, ehh, no!” stopped the behavior. She’s a quick study …