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Auction Information Page - April/May 2000 Sandy's Story! My name is Sandy, a very sweet Eskie. I have suffered so much. I am not a young dog, am not aggressive at all. At one time I did not know what love was. It was foreign to me. My fosterMom Kitten Jones rescued me from an animal control shelter in FL. I had been there for 5 days with a broken leg laying on concrete!! I had surgery on Fri, Jan 21. The vet had to pin the bone AND splint it. My leg was horribly shattered. Vet says the break could not have been in a worse bone, a "tibular" break and a very bad one. I remained at the vet's over the weekend. I was somewhat dehydrated and had an infection in the leg too. Kitten brought me home on Jan 25th. The vet said I was not snapping back the way he had hoped. I am approx. 11 yrs old and was in a very run down condition. He put me on a Purina ONE and cottage cheese diet to build me up. I can't be spayed until the leg is completely healed. I was heart worm tested, NEGATIVE, and received all my shots spaced out over time due to my condition. I can't tell you how long my leg was broken before they caught me. I was TERRIBLY matted and absolutely filthy. Kitten could not bathe me because of the cast. I was VERY infested with ticks and fleas. It was breaking Kitten's heart to see the look in my eyes. Kitten has done rescue long enough to know this look. It was the, "Whatever's gonna happen next is gonna happen no matter what. If they pet me, fine. If they hit me, fine. I just don't care anymore." It is the look of total hopelessness. I accepted petting and food, but there was no expression to my eyes. My soul was in "lockdown" mode. I did NOTHING but lay flat on my side at times. I was giving up. The only time I would get up or raise up was when Mom would roll me over on my belly or pick me up to go out. Mom had a career day talk program at the local middle school one day on animal related careers. She had planned to take me to the vet immediately upon returning from that. When she got home, I was laying on my stomach and holding my head up. I got lots of praise and loving and I decided it was time to try getting up on my own. I got up and Mom opened the door to go out but I came right back in. Then Mom put me on a lead and we went out again. After that I started walking to the kitchen. I still had "that depressed look" but at least I was on my feet of my own accord!!!

Shortly after that I was sitting in my bed, watching Mom and SMILING at her!!! Boy did she ever get happy!! I think they are called tears of joy!! My smile was weak, but it was a SMILE!!!!!!!! This was the very FIRST expression Mom had seen on my face other than the "hopeless" look.

Slowly but surely I got better. I even took my own cast off! According to Mom, I was NOT suppose to do that! I was tired of that thing. Then I got sick again and held my head cocked. This turned out to be an inner ear infection. I finally got over that.

I had been doing beautifully and would play and run when I felt really good. You know how we elderly dogs are. We lie around a lot, but at times we get spurts of energy. I was so happy to have love at last.

Then on April 16, I started throwing up. I was due to go to the vet on Tuesday to see if the leg had finally healed enough to remove the pin. But Mom took me in on Monday. The vet ex-rayed my leg and was shocked to find that the surgical steel pin had broken. He says it could NOT have been ME that broke it. It had to be defective. He went into the leg to try to retrieve the small piece that had broken off, but could not find it. He says that it will migrate out through the skin after a while. He says the pin that is still in the leg cannot be retrieved without re-breaking the leg and he does not think that would be wise because of my age and the fact that it took the other break so long to heal. By the way, the OLD break has finally healed beautifully.

I still am not feeling well and am not using my leg yet. Mom will take me back to the vet if I don't feel better soon.

Please say many, many prayers for me. I have had such a rough life and I don't deserve any of this. I'll send an update to the list during the auction. I know all of you want to know how I am doing. Thank you Kitten, My LOVING FosterMom, for saving me and thank you the auctioners for providing the funding in….giving life a second chance….giving MY life a second chance.

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Information pages for Buddy, Cookie, and Sandy:

Buddy	Cookie	Sandy

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