|Glory after her second eye was removed|
As for the update, all 16 dogs are in relatively good shape right now. All things considered. And I’ve learned through the years that it’s all relative. Glory’s eye removal surgery went beautifully, and she now has her bandage and cone collar off so that she is back to her usual antics – with lots of tail wagging as usual.
Winnie, who only has two feet after being run over by a train, has a cone collar on now because she has had some issues with her back legs that she occasionally uses as “feet” though she normally walks with her body up in the air.
|Disabled senior Little Miss Miracles likes to cuddle up|
on her blanket in her little crate….
Little Miss Miracles, a senior severely disabled dog, is resting comfortably in her little bed by my side as I write. I thought I might lose her about a month ago, but she has rebounded by the grace of God. She leads a simple life, barely walking, but perfectly content to rest most of the time. Paralyzed Mr. Simeon, who shares a room with Little Miss Miracles and myself, requires the most work because he has virtually no mobility without his wheelchair and wears a diaper belly band and has serious skin issues. Nevertheless, he is quite healthy and enjoys being very demanding with me. He loves to have me at his beck and call.
|Paralyzed Mr. Simeon snuggling with one of his new stuffed animals|
Paralyzed Miss Mercy, who shares a room with two-footed Winnie and Glory without eyes, along with healthy, young, non special needs-dog Esther, has managed a week or so without getting into something she shouldn’t get into. Yes, if you can believe it, I have had to induce vomiting on 2 to 3 dogs at a time a few times as a result of their ingesting something they should not. Miss Mercy can be a little culprit, so I keep my eye on her in particular.
|Paralyzed Miss Mercy (left) with paralyzed Mr. Simeon|
and Winnie without back feet on Hilton Head Island’s Folly Field beach
Baby, nearly 17, has looked a few times like he is on his last legs. But sure enough, he keeps hobbling along. My heart goes out to the dogs in the most need, wishing I had more time with them. But alas, I am grateful that though I do not have the time I would like to give the dogs because of all that I do with the ministry combined with how many dogs there are, rest assured they are well loved, get plenty of food, medication, fresh air and sunshine, heat, air conditioning, outdoors time, rest time indoors, etc. Considering almost every one of them would likely have been euthanized due to shelter overcrowding or due to their special needs, I am grateful to God that though they may not have the perfect life, they have it pretty good!
|Baby, probably nearly 17, was rescued from euthanization years ago with|
a precious dog of mine that has gone on to heaven.
He was adopted out, but returned after I found he was no longer in the most favorable conditions.