Around noon today, der Brucer received two urgent calls. The first was from his daughter, who desperately needed someone (or two) to ladsit this evening whilst she and her husband went to meet with a prospective client of his...all whilst said husband is dealing with infected eardrums, infected sinuses, and so on and so forth.
It never fails that if there is one emergency, there has to be another. It, wherever "It" dwells, did not fail us this time at all. Within minutes of der B agreeing to help his daughter, he received the second urgent call, this time from the Animal Rescue group. Diane had just been told by the Sussex County SPCA that, if she didn't pick up an ailing mommy dog and her three pups, they would be disposed of this very evening.
This, of course, left Diane with very little time to find someone who could a) take in four dogs who b) have mange problems and c) probably have other health problems, such as worms, kennel cough, etc. In other words, mommy and the three pups have to be kept separate from the other dogs, and have their health problems attended to...and it all has to happen within the next couple of hours.
Fortunately, we have a basement, so we can keep mommy and the pups separate from the other dogs. We got to the SPCA pound, met with Diane, and took the foursome back home with us.
Mommy, who we have dubbed "Peggy," is a pit bull mix. She is a total sweetheart, if a little afraid, but given that she was suddenly being thrown into yet another new environment, I can't blame her. Her pups, dubbed "Baxter," "Bruno" and "Benedict," are probably somewhere between six and eight weeks old. They are all brindle-colored, happy if shy, and devoted to their mommy.
We've set up blankets and bowls for them all downstairs, and there's heat down there.
There's no telling how long they'll be with us, probably just for a few days.
And der Brucer is calling me to help out downstairs. Laters.
