Age: 12 Years Sex: Female Weight: 11-25 lbs
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Leave a bone for Minnie
Minnikins, Minski, Baby/silly girl, doggie girlfriend
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January 9th 2003
Tug 'o war, napping on my bed, lying on mommy's lap. She is also a "couch queen"
Small children, other dogs, not knowing where I am.
Rope with knot at both ends for "tuggies" and her fleecy ball. She loves to throw it in the air!
"Pup" corn. It's a dog treat that is light, airy and very crunchy. Carrots and the occaisional grape. Yes, I know they aren't good for her. I said "occaisional!"
Any walk is her favorite as long as I steer clear of kids and other dogs.
Sit, down, give paw, sit up, come, leave it
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August 31st 2006 7:44 pm
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Minnie's anal sac absesses are now all healed and she's back to her chipper self. I'm so glad. The poor baby really suffered. I'll be sure to go to the vet's in October and have one of the vet assistants there give her a good squeeze! I'm also going to increase the fiber in her diet. Hopefully this will make her poo-poo's harder so that the sacs won't fill up as often as they have been. Yucky!
August 17th 2006 10:48 pm
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It's been one week ago today that I had to go to the vet for my fanny, and I think it's getting better. It still bothers me some, but I've felt like playing the last few days so it must be going away. At least I hope so. Mommy is still shoving those little round icky things down my throat and putting burny stuff on my boo-boos, but she said it has to be done so I can get better. She said my pain thingys are all gone, so that's one less round thingy to have to swallow. Hooray! Well, at least I get a treat after I get all those nasty things done to me.
Mommy says she does it so I can get better. Humans sure have a funny way of showing you they love you sometimes, don't they?
August 14th 2006 7:39 pm
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Minnie has a very sad beginning. She spent the first 6 months of her life in deplorable conditions in a puppy mill in Angola, New York. The metal cages were filthy and stacked to the ceiling. She had next to no contact with people or her littermates. She was covered in feces, her beautiful fur was overgrown and matted and she was full of fleas and ticks. The Erie County SPCA busted the puppy Mill in July of 2003 and seized over 90 dogs and other animals as well. After being cleaned up, removing the insects and being spayed, Minnie was placed in foster care for 2 weeks and then released back to the SPCA. My landlords downstairs, the Rendas, adopted Minnie the day after their dog Toby died from cancer.
There were immediate problems. Minnie was terrified of the Rendas youngest son, Anthony. He was the only member of the family she didn not like. It was a mystery because Anthony would never hurt her. Anthony wooed Minnie with sweet talk, promises of walks, and hot dogs. Nothing worked. She would bark and growl at him and run away. We suspected that some young man at the puppy mill must have been especially unkind to her. Anthony felt so bad Minnie was afraid of him that he would cry! Eventually, the Rendas decided to give Anthony his own dog. They returned to the SPCA and Anthony chose a 3-year-old shepherd & bloodhound mix that the shelter said would probably get along with Minnie. Of course Duchess, the new dog, was a lot bigger than Minnie was!
The Wednesday after Duchess arrived, Diane, my landlord, knocked on my door late evening and told me that Duchess had bitten Minnie! They had rushed Minnie to the vet immediately after the incident. Minnie was lucky. She had no internal damage even though the vet said the bite was not a play bite-- it was a bite to kill. Diane said she saw Duchess actually pick up Minnie in her mouth! Minnie let out a scream that Diane said she would never forget in her life. After the vet visit, the dogs were kept in two separate rooms until their fate was decided. I went down with Diane to visit Minnie. She was lying pathetically on Dianes bed with puncture marks on her belly. A rag with a little blood on it lay nearby. I felt so bad for her. She had already gone through so much.
Diane asked me if I wanted Minnie because she did not want to give her back to the SPCA, nor did she want take out an ad and have her go to a stranger. I was working at the time and gone from 7 AM until 5:30 PM at night. A long time. But I wanted her so much. Diane said maybe I could try it out and see how it goes. Otherwise, she was going to give her to her sister. Well, that night after much agonizing, I went down and asked Diane if I could please have her. She was delighted and did not charge me anything for Minnie, even though she had paid $200 for her! She was just happy she was going to a good home with someone she could trust. I told her she could come up to visit her, too. It ended up that Minnie only had a couple of accidents in the house while I was at work, even though I would not have minded if it happened more than once. I kept her in the kitchen and the linoleum floors were nothing to clean up.
When the day came for the Rendas to give Minnie to me, her husband Tony and daughter Janine brought her upstairs to my place. Diane did not have the heart to show up. Both Tony and Janine cried and I told them they could still visit her. But still, they were giving up their dog. My feelings were mixed. I was so happy to have her, but my heart broke for the Rendas. I cannot imagine how painful it must have been to give up a dog as wonderful as Minnie. I thanked them repeatedly and assembled for them a thank you basket of snacks for their kindness. I found out later that it was Anthony who had suggested that his mom give Minnie to me. What a blessing!
That was January 2004. I have had Minnie since then and I have also moved. I cannot describe how much I love her and am happy to have her. It has always been my dream to have a dog of my own and God in His goodness dropped Minnie right into my lap (where she loves to sit, by the way)! She is overly submissive when I approach her, rolling onto her back and she sometimes even shies away. She is skittish around children and other dogs. I reassure her without trying to baby her too much and I am planning to enroll her in obedience classes when I save up the money to help socialize her and build up her confidence.
Well, that is Minnies story. I know it was long, but I feel the tale of any dog that has been rescued from a life-threatening situation and delivered into a happy, loving home is worth telling. I would to God that every animal had such a happy ending. With the love, loyalty and forgiveness they show, Lord knows they all deserve it. Please support your local pound, SPCA or dog shelter with your finances, time or resources. Educate friends and family about puppy mills. Give the Minnies of this world the chance for a life that they deserve. Thank you for reading Minnies story!
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