The Blind Rescue Poodle
One day, on a Friday, about 8 months ago, I was sitting at my desk job, scrolling through Facebook on my lunch break. I came across a shocking picture of a little white dog in a cage at the North Central Los Angeles Animal Shelter. I immediately burst into tears looking at this dog. His eyes were completely crusted over with a black colored discharge, so much so that you couldn’t even see his eyes at all.
The shelter description said he was blind and in pain. I knew he had to get out of that cage straight away. I contacted Ryan at Free Animal Doctor and sent him the photo I had seen. He too was shocked at the appearance of this little dog. Ryan contacted the shelter right away to ask about this little male dog that was in such bad shape. When he called the shelter, he learned that this dog had been in the shelter for over a month in this condition, covered in fleas and was actually micro-chipped. The shelter had called his family, who declined to come get him. They had called him Pops and he was about 16 years old.
We both knew we had to save this dog from further pain and discomfort, plus the very real possibility of being euthanized. Neither of us could get over to this particular shelter that day, so Ryan found a transport to pick him up and bring him to me. By the end of the day, this dog was in my arms.
I picked this dog up out of the transporter’s car and he smelled really bad. It was about an hour before I could leave work to take him home. Tears were waiting to fall from my eyes, he was in horrible condition. When I walked through the door to my apartment, tears were rolling down my face. I put him in the shower and gave him a good scrub. He slept like a baby that night in his soft new bed on a warm heating pad for his old doggy aches.
Fortunately, Dr. Adams, at Westside Pet Clinic https://westsidepetclinic.com was able to get us in the very next morning. Ryan and I met there at 10am that next day. I had decided to call Pops, Poppy. Because he was about to embark on a brand-new happy life and Poppy is a happy and uplifting moniker. But he was still in extreme pain due to the black crust covering his eyes. We couldn’t even touch his face.
The vet said Poppy has a mild heart murmur, needed to have dental done and teeth removed, plus anesthesia to shave the gunk from his eyes, since nobody could touch it. Poppy had been through the ringer, but was about to come out on the other side. When I picked him up from the vet, he was even more pitiful than when he came out of the shelter.
He again came home and went straight to bed, slept all night in his soft, warm bed. The next day is when I could really get a good look at his eyes. One was completely missing from the socket, as if it had been gouged and the other has a cataract.
Poppy healed up very nicely and today, he is happy and healthy, warm and cozy at my home as my forever foster baby. Technically, he is up for adoption, but we don't expect anyone to adopt an older gentleman with no vision. He is perfectly welcome to stay with me for the rest of his happy days.