Hi! A few weeks ago, someone in Texas posted on Facebook that their dogs had a litter of puppies and if no one came and took them, they were going to be thrown into the street 😳. That litter of puppies is US! We didn’t have a great home. In fact, we didn’t have ANY home. We lived with our mama outside in the dirt. But, we were so scared when we thought we would be all alone on a street. We didn’t even know what a street was, and maybe it was even better than where we lived, but we were still really nervous.
Even though we’re not officially huskies, Husky House stepped up and said they would take all of us. A foster mom came and got us and begged the people to let our mama come with us, but they wouldn’t give her to the nice lady. Our mama was so sad and she cried and tried to come with us, but the people tied her up and wouldn’t let her. The nice foster lady took us to her house and gave us all a much needed bath and let us sleep on soft, cozy blankets. We missed our mama, but we were clean and comfy for the first time ever. We could get used to this living inside a house!
After we went to the vet and got something called a health certificate, the magic started and the pilots from Pilots n Paws began our trip to NJ. We were sad to leave the first human who had ever been nice to us, but we were a little excited to go to New Jersey. Finally, we arrived at Husky House! We had our own room and it was filled with blankets, soft beds and tons of toys! Emma took such good care of us and gave us so much good food to eat! We heard all the people talking about how some of us were going to be adopted this weekend and the rest were going to a foster home. We don’t know what being adopted meant, but everyone who said that word had a big smile on their face, so we think it was really good!
But the other night, we started feeling not so good. Oh, we’re so embarrassed to say this, but we had *whispers* “diarrhea” 🥺 and made a really big mess. Emma had been so nice to us and we felt awful that she had to clean it all up. The next day, our tummies still hurt and we didn’t want to play much anymore. Our Aunt Lorraine doesn’t take any chances, so she rushed us all to the vet. We had never been to a vet until we had to get shots to come to NJ, so we didn’t really like vets, but if they were going to make us feel better, then we would deal with it. But the vet came out and told Aunt Lorraine something that made her face look really upset. He said that two of us tested positive for something called “Parvo”. He said something about an incubation period, blah, blah and we didn’t understand the rest, but now we all needed to stay in the hospital! We found out that Parvo is no joke and unless we stay in the hospital, we could DIE!
Just when our lives were finally getting better. We were out of the dirt yard where we lived for 8 weeks, we had food and a cozy place to sleep and we were going to have our very own families who would be kind to us. We’re so little - we didn’t even have names yet!!
Parvo is very expensive to treat, but Husky House wants us to have a chance! If everyone can skip a Starbucks today and send a little something to help us, we would be so grateful!