22 My Dogs (2/2)
I sighed and walked over my dogs. ”Thank you guys. If it weren't for you, I'll probably end up cleaning a pile of mess.”
My dogs barked and started licking my face as if comforting me. ”Awe you guys are the best! Let's go home.”
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I found Blu and Skye at the alleyway 3 years ago, it was night time I was just strolling around when I heard barking and whimpering. I followed the noise then I saw 3 people between the ages of 15-20 surrounding two dogs, throwing stones at them. Skye, shitzu was the one barking while Blu the pit bull was whimpering at the corner.
This scene made me see red instantly. I found I few rocks lying around then hit them on the head knocking them unconscious, who knows if I caused them brain damage. I tried approaching them but Skye tried to bite me and I was helpless in that situation.
I called Aleks to help me and got some of the guys to bring a tranquilizer gun to knock them out. I brought them to the 24/7 open vet to have them checked out. When I heard the results my heart broke for the poor dogs. Blu had multiple wounds on his face and body when I found him and this was cause by dog fighting, he broke his leg so he was abandoned.
I didn't even know Skye was shitzu when I first saw her, some of her fur were matted and tangled and a large part of her fur was forcefully ripped off causing blisters. They were in pretty bad shape. I just couldn't leave them, I paid for all their surgeries and treatments. At first they didn't trust me and would constantly bark and bare their teeth.
But I came everyday for a three weeks. It took three whole weeks before they even sniff my hand. On this period I missed of few days of classes here and there. I was making progress, I couldn't just stop. I wanted them to accept me. A month and half passed before it was safe to bring them home, but Blu was wearing a cast when he arrived do he can't really do much.
I rented a small apartment for my dogs since father will definitely throw them away. I had to go to that apartment at 10 am and 3pm everyday so I can give them their medicine. My absences made father boil in anger but I didn't care, I didn't even go home. I slept in that apartment so I can take care of the dogs.Two months in and Skye approached me all by herself which just made cry, not wailing but I few tear drops here and there. Then Blu soon followed. That was one of the happiest moments of life.
In these months when I tried to walk them, Skye and Blu weren't exactly friendly with strangers, so I had to change apartments a few more times because the other residents were complaining about not feeling safe because of Blu. There was even one incident where the authorities almost took Blu away and euthanized him. It took several more months until they finally became happy and brave, they're not full of anxiety anymore. They let other people touch them. It goes to show that any broken dog can be fixed with time and effort, they're my precious babies.
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