Italian Greyhound
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Home:Pittsburgh, PA  
Age: 8 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 1-10 lbs

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   Leave a bone for Widget

Smidget, Widge, Squidge, Widgens, Squidget, Squidgylumpkins, Gimpy, The Baby, The Little One, The Puppy, The Little Monster

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

October 1st 2008

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Favorite Walk:
Anywhere he can meet people or dogs

Best Tricks:
Opening doors, stealing underwear and contorting himself to fit in very small couch spaces

Arrival Story:
It's fairly obvious by now that I'm at pretty high risk to foster fail when I fall for dogs I've been looking after, and Widget joined the family when I flubbed yet again. I volunteer with Italian Greyhound Rescue and I saw Widget up on one of the Rescue chapter's Petfinder sites a couple months before I ever met him. He was an underweight pup with big eyes, big ears and a twisted front leg. "Poor thing," I thought, "I hope he finds somebody." His damaged front leg needed to be seen by a specialist, and as he hadn't yet been adopted he was going to travel to MA where the head of Italian Greyhound Rescue lives so he could be seen by the orthopedic specialist she uses. He would be passing through my neck of the woods on his journey and I was asked if I could watch him for about a week which was the downtime between when he'd get to Pittsburgh and when he could be moved on. I agreed, already knowing I was in trouble. Widget arrived, a wriggly, curious little 7 lb bundle of sweetness. He curled up in my lap, became play buddies with my husky and my iggy mix, Pan, kept a courteous distance from cranky Ichabod and squished into adorable, cuddly sleep spots with Phoebe, my resident IG. What can I say, I was hooked. Instead of going to MA, Widget stayed in Pittsburgh with me and we drove him to a specialist in West Virginia to see about his leg. He's a sweet, sunny little boy who has yet to meet a person or a dog he didn't like.

Widget came from a puppymill in Ohio, and his leg broke during the transport from 'mill to pet store when he was about two months old. The pet store had no interest in paying expensive vet bills, so he was sent back to the puppymill where he was returned to a tiny cage for another couple months still without receiving medical treatment. A woman who ran a private rescue that took dogs mill owners no longer wanted or would sell cheaply was pulling dogs when she came across Widget and asked to take him. The mill owner refused, saying that he intended to breed him once he was old enough, despite the broken leg. Two more times, she visited and asked and two more times she was turned down. On her third visit, Widget was so ill and emaciated that she pointed out he didn't look as if he was going to live to a breeding age. The mill owner agreed and let her take him home. Widget was posted on petfinder, but as the woman ran the rescue almost entirely out of her own pocket, she couldn't afford to have his leg seen. She cared for Widget as best she could until a volunteer from East Coast IG Rescue saw him listed. Having the funds to at least get his leg examined and x-rays East Coast IGs asked if they could take Widget on and see if they couldn't improve his leg and get him adopted. The woman who rescued him agreed. I met and adopted Widget when he was on his way to get his leg seen by a specialist, at long last, more than six months after it was broken. By the time he was finally seen, his leg bones had curved at an odd angle that gave him a peculiar walk and made his leg look strange and malformed. This didn't bother him or slow him down, and he could still outrun all of my other dogs. The bones were in the process of healing, if imperfectly, and they had grown so curved that surgery would demand breaking them and resetting them in the hopes that they'd mend straighter. Success wasn't guaranteed or even hugely likely, and if it didn't go well, the leg could be worse off than it currently was. The specialist and we decided that the process of surgery and the long post-operative recovery weren't, at this point, worth the possible gain. Widget was happy, healthy and living his life to the fullest. If a twisty leg didn't bother him and caused him no pain, we decided it wouldn't bother us, either. It may that in the future he'll need an operation or that his leg, healed so oddly, may ultimately cause him pain or problems. That's a bridge we'll cross when it appears. For now, we just do our best to give him the best life we can, wonky leg and all.

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