My vet in St. Louis has set aside room to take in animals and try to adopt them out. A couple of months ago, one of the rescues my vet works with pulled a pregnant dog from a local shelter. As some of you may know, pregnant dogs are often quickly put down, before they can give birth, because once a litter is born, it really strains the resources of already overcrowded shelters.
This dog is approximately ten and has been bred nonstop, for profit, her whole life. Only two pups were born alive, and one lived only a very short time. The mother dog ended up adopting and nursing an orphaned raccoon, as well as her surviving pup. The story made not only the local, but the national, news. Despite all the publicity, no one came forward to adopt the mom. (The puppy has gone to his new home.)
Jack (my JRT) and I made a trip to St. Louis to meet the mom. The meeting between her and Jack went fine, and in a couple of weeks, we will be going back to pick her up. (Her milk has to dry fully, and then she will be spayed.)
She was brought to the shelter with the name "Sasha", but she doesn't answer to it - she was a commodity, not an individual. Since my Pyr's name is Tascha, I'm going to change the new pup's name to Jilly (Jack and Jilly
) to avoid any confusion in dog world.
Here's a formal portrait of Jilly and her two *pups*.