I decided not to foster anymore. But this didn’t stop me from rescuing. Again.
This is my new puppy. He is a pure Great Dane. His mother was hit by a car when her 12 puppies were 2.5 weeks old. Not all of them made it. Here he is at 5 weeks and 2 lbs. His eyes were sunken in and crusted shut from dehydration.
He spent 4 days at the vet receiving subcutaneous boluses in an effort to rehydrate him and at night I force fed him formula every couple hours until he’d eat wet food. Here is a picture of one of his boluses.
He started to show signs of being a puppy and opening his eyes. At the end of the week I was sure he was going to make it!
The vet thought he might have eye damage and perhaps brain problems. But he turned out just fine! We named him Rambo because he’s a fighter. He’s now 10 weeks old and, though a little small for his age, he’s just a healthy puppy chewing on shoes and falling all over his giant feet!
So this is the beginning of my life with Great Dane. He will be a part of my life for not nearly enough years, but I’m so happy!