Four Legged Nightmares!!! cont...

A simple casual walk. My mom loves to walk. The girls get all excited with the word Walk or the rattle of a leash. Sarah and Ruby are Mom's walking buddies. Kulpmont has changed. It is not a safe and happy neighborhood like it was when I was growing up. There are many rental properties with people who are not as family oriented and our family, as our friends. These low income families have brought drugs, parties and mean big dogs they can not control into the small quaint little town that only had one little red light at the other end of town. My brother moved out across town a few years ago. He bought a fixer upper and worked for over a year hammering away building his dream home. My mom likes to take the girls across town for a run in Phill's yard, then turn around and go home. So, this safe little town changed last Wednesday night June 2, 2010. After turning from my brother's cuz he was not home, which is normal in the evening and they proceded in the alley from Phill's house. They did not even get a block away when the scariest thing in my mom's, in Sarah's, in Ruby's, in mine and dad and Phill's life has occurred. Two cujo dogs, because I only know that they were big and all teeth came out and lounged and attacked Sarah and Ruby. They wripped Sarah apart and somehow Ruby got out of her collar and ran like a bat out of hell and my mom jumped down on top of Sarah and all she could do was scream. She screamed like she never screamed before. She lost her voice. One gentleman came to see the commotion, the dogs within inches of biting my mom's arm off took off. This was the only guy who got my mom to her feet and walk at least 10 blocks to carry Sarah home. My mom was freaking. No Ruby, she ran, but where did she run to, Aunt Rox heard and she started walking with Goda (who was attacked by a pitbull who escaped the front door and lunged and tried to tear her apart on a walk with Uncle Moose.). Others from the 1200 block took to the streets also, but then Ruby showed up on the front porch. Those evening walks proved well and Ruby did learn where she lived, but she had bit marks on her rear end as well. Phill Rox and others were there, but the police came, took photos, the code enforcement officer Charlie, our across the street neighbor were all there with Dad for my mom. Charlie went up to deliver a warning that he was able to deliver from code enforcing. Then the police officer went to deliver and cite this family. I believe this case is going to the district court. The police officer is protecting my mom's identity, due to the extent of being upset. But they shared the next part of the news with my parents. Not only were these dangerous dogs running loose, there were not licensed with current Pennsylvania tags and they were not up to date with their vaccinations. So, Dad drove mom holding Sarah tight and close and Ruby all the way to Watsontown emergency vet. hospital, about an hour away, which is the only night emergency vet in Northumberland county. A nightmare.

My brother got in touch with me about 8. I was out dancing. He never leaves a message. I saw he called. He not only called he left a message. Julie call as soon as you could. Not like Phill. Scary tone. I called. Is mom ok, is dad ok? Yes mom and dad are fine. Sigh, thank goodness, but that is not it Jul, Mom and dad are at the emergency vet, on their walk they were attacked. He did not know any more, but he was waiting and you need to wait for a call from mom. So, it was hurry up and start waiting. So, I took a deep breath and I stayed composed and stayed where I was, then started on my way home with liz. I told her and Bruce. After I dropped my friend off I called my brother. He was more upset than I realized. So, escalate, escalate. That called ended in Ready to go and blow those dogs apart and tears from him and tears from me. What do I do. I call Aunt Rox, who I knew would talk to me, she held in the extent and kept me as calm as I could, it was about 11 pm. Then my phone buzzed, got to go, it is mom. Mom was calm, but exhausted at this point, I think more exhausted. They kept Sarah and Ruby overnight at the emergency vet, which its hours are from 7pm to 7 am. They were heading home for sleep and to get back there before they closed for the day. So, the next day I call, could not sleep I could not rest. I could not call until after they picked up the girls. So, finally I called around 7:30 am. How is my baby. Mom was to exhausted, but had to go to work. Sarah has a drain tube and Ruby made the vet laugh, she stayed standing and would fall asleep, then fall over wake up, then stand up again to do it all over again all night long, but they wanted to observe and keep an eye on both girls, Sarah had surgery to put her back together in the middle of the night and get a drainage tube for more healing. But they went home. So, whew, they were home, but they wanted me to stay put, go to work a big town meeting at work, I needed to be at. Ok, suck it up, if dad says go to work, go to work. Thursday night the girls had to go visit their regular vet to get new vaccines, since the lack of vaccinations of the dangerous dogs canceled out their current vaccines. In the waiting room there were two large dogs and the site of them, who they were scared, scared the lives out of the two already terrified little girls.

Friday, I had to present at a conference, so I went determined to get through the day, get through my presentation. I got great compliments, but my full concentration with worrying about Sarah and Ruby. I decided to just pack up an get home after conference. So, went home packed and got on the road. The girls had to go back to emergency vet for follow-up and for Sarah to have her drainage tube removed. So, I worked myself into a tither heading home to pack and get on the road. I kept watching the time 6, 7, then 8. I finally called. How are my girls. I was in a complete wreck crying not being able to breath. They are on the mend. That is all they would say. So, three hours later, I walked in to the front door. one, two, three, four dogs. Sarah, her tail wagging, I got down on the floor the house was dark, I thought mom was sleeping. A smooch, Sarah kissed me. She was happy to see me. I was double parked and had to get in.

This is what I saw. Sarah looked like a Frankenstein. Or her new name FrankenSarah and Ruby just looked comical. They were decked out in their new umbrellas.


My first glance at them. It hurt so bad. It hurt my eyes. I can not imagine what they went through. What a nightmare. Who would let man nor beast live through something like this. This is a sin an absolute nightmare.


Sarah is getting back to us. I took home a new batch of bonie home made sannie dog treats, so I gave her one. I gave her two. She is eating, thank goodness. She did not want to drink, but is slowly starting to.Ruby is active. She has one deep boo boo that is draining still. It will take a while to heal. It looks like a stitch should have been placed, but they wanted the air to hit it.

They are on pain, antibiotics, and whatever else. They get their boo boo meds in special food and are taking it. They are eating.

Sarah wanted to be by me and hog my bed. She jumped up in my lap even Sunday. She is getting back together.

This has got to be the most horrible event in our entire lives.

Please protect your children. Protect your four legged babies.

There has to be something that could be done about negligent dog owners. Careless dog owners. There should not be vicious dogs in small close towns.

Summer is just beginning. Walking season just began and ended for Sarah and Ruby before the season could start. My mom said no walks for her girls. She is afraid.

I took Averey for a walk down to a neighbors to pick something up. But boom, bark bark bark, and oh my god. I could not bend down and grab my little later faster. I held her hugged her with a death grip. I can now honestly say that I am afraid with my life of large dogs. Of large barking vicious sounding dogs. No more dog park for Averey. There is a leash rule in my neighborhood. Only local walks from now on for my Averey.

So, here is to Sarah and Ruby to get back to good health!!!

Four Legged Nightmares!!!

Before my Emma and Before my Averey there was another 4 legged baby girl, who is the most wonderful baby girl in the whole wide world. I was introduced to Sarah my last semester in Graduate School, my hair dresser and my mom's boss's husband took me to see this litter of puppies at a family's house in Danville. They were a box full of teeny tiny most cute things I have ever saw. And better yet, one looked like Max. Her name is Sarah. This family went through some rough times and this litter and their canine momma was sold to a little pet store in Bloomsburg. Sam called my mom who called me and I traveled to this pet store as soon as I could. When I got there they said there were no chihuahua mix puppies especially not a blonde light colored one. She was the only one in her litter who looked like her. So, after arguing a bit and convincing this pet store owner that I wanted to purchase this little girl, I put my down payment down on her, although she needed a few more weeks with her momma and to get the boosters she needed, so I left an excited puppy owner mommy. A few weeks later I traveled back to the store to finish paying for her and pick up my little lady. She was beautiful. She was loveable. She was a girly girl in comparison to Max and Duke. Here is a photo of Sarah sitting on a step next to my dad with Max looking on over them on my parents back porch. You can see how cute she is.

I was able to take her withe me for the first night, but because I had a few more weeks of graduate school left Sarah had to go and stay with my Mom, who in the long run fell in love with her first and convinced me to get a dog.

Sarah ended up with a case of kennel cough either from being with her litter or from her new surroundings. It scared my mom, and it scared me. It was horrible, but my mom cuddled and nursed her back to health and my mom loves her as much if not more than me. So, after I graduated and landed that first job out of graduate school I found an apartment and moved to West Chester. So, again for a few weeks Sarah stayed with my mom until I was settled. Then, the time came I packed her up and took her to my new apartment, which allowed pets at Windsor at Windermere Place. A cute third floor apartment with Cathedral ceilings. The ride was awful. Sarah was anxious. I was getting used to living in a new place, a new town, the farthest away from my family in my whole life. Sarah did great, but she was not herself. We got through the week and we packed up and went home to Mom's on Friday, another icky ride, and when we got there Sarah lit up when she saw my mom. She clinged and dug her paws into her and would not let go. Sarah fell in love with my Mom and took ownership of my mom, who she claimed as her human. So, she was my dog, who took ownership of another human. So, Sunday rolled around and my mom thought about it and begged me that Sarah was not happy with me, just to leave her with her for a few weeks, well a few weeks is now 11 years later and Sarah definitely claims ownership of her momma.
Here she is all happy wagging her tail on my parents back porch. She really loves it at my Parents.
A few years go by, I moved a few times and one night this little critter scuttered across the carpet in my new condo. It freaked me out. I called my dad screaming and standing on my chair... Dad there is a mouse in my house, so yes it came out funny, but seriously it did. So, because of that event another baby came to live with me. I within about two months adopted my natural pest controller and her name is Emma. Emma fell in love and trusts Sarah. I don't know if it is because of the smell of me or what. When I visit my parents Sarah goes back to being my dog and owning me. She sleeps with me and follows me, but come Sunday evening, she is back to clinging to my mom. So, you can see how much two of my babies trust each other enough for Emma to snuggle and nappy laying on top of Sarah. Sarah never pics on Emma and they just unconditionally love each other. It is more of an ignore and snuggle, but they trust and live so nicely together.


So, a few years go by and we faced the death of our boys. Duke was the oldest, a mixed lab mutt. A real handsome lovable fella, who would guard me with his life. He would sit with me through scary movies and let me hug him tight to feel safe. Then, a few months later Max was not doing well either. Those two boys were bestest friends and Max was broken after he lost Duke. They both gradually went down hill together. So, about one night went by and my mom called. I need a new baby. We need to find another chi baby. How do we find a new chihuahua, can you use that Internet thing and help me? So, I subscribed for a month, it cost 5 dollars and within two days we found a Chihuahua puppy. I told my mom I would go as far as 8 hours, but then we found one in Lancaster county. I set up an appointment and drove out to Cornwall and met my mom's new girl. I gave the owner $100 down on this little lady and set up an appointment to meet a week later with my mom and the rest of the money to pick up Maggie. So, on a Good Friday I took Mom and Sarah, so Sarah could meet her new Sister.

Maggie was a cute brown little chihuahua. And my mom decided before she even had her, that she wanted the experience of having a litter, so Maggie gave my mom a litter. Here is Sarah and Maggie with little baby Ruby on my bed on a visit to my house in West Chester.
Sarah fell in love with Ruby as well as Maggie and here is Sarah and baby Ruby on my bed during this first visit to my house.


A few years later, here is a grown up Ruby with her best Walking Buddy Sarah. So, this is the before picture.

The before the the vicious horrible attack that took place last Wednesday, June 2, 2010, the most horrible night of our lives. I need to start a new thread to continue this story.