So, as I mentioned before, I rescued Nadya, or she rescued me, depending on how you see it.
One of my weekends(My weekend is actualy Monday and Tuesday). Actualy around the 14th of December, I was going for my breakfast, and a few blocks away from my home I found a tiny box with a pink shirt and a little sign saying ''I have been abandoned, please recue me'' and that is when I realied that there was a little brown thing underneath the pink shirt, it was more of a sitting bone than a dog, but yes, there she was, the owner of the coffee shop where she was had pu the shirt and had bought her some dog food and had put some water in one of those swatch metal boxes.
I was heart broken, I love animals and would love to beat the living breath out of any one who would abandon one, so I was debating if to tke her with me or not, as I live alone, and I work 9 hours a night, + the 1 hour commute to work in total, so she would be alone at home for long periods of time. On the end I coud not leave her there, she could barely sit, lets not even speak about standing, she was a bone, and coud not even see, and even though she was a bone, she had her belly bloated. No animal deserves to go like that, neglected and with no one to love them, but much less a puppy, as she was no more than 2 months old. SoI decided, F it, if she dies she will die in a comfy pillow, covered in a nice smelling blanket and being petted by someone who gives a bit of a S**t, so I got the box and told the coffee shop owner I was taking her with me. Suffice it to say that we are now very good friends(the shop owner and me)
The baby was scared to death, she didn't know what was happening and she was laying there trying to look at me and see what my intentions were. We got home, I got some baby swipes and started cleaning her. After she was relatively clean(no more eye thingies, nor dirt, but still a very nasty smell) I decided to go to walmart(5 minutes walk) to buy her some food, some dishes and see what else. When I came back, she was laying there, not moving, and I almost cried, but when I got close, getting ready to put her on a bag and bury her, her little tail started moving... She already was happy with me.
I commited the S*******y of giving her her dry food with some milk, and after some 30 minutes she looked the size of a beach ball, but I didn't even know if there was any vet nearby, and it was already too late anyway, so she went to sleep, me hoping she would wake up afterwards.
After a while I found a vet and took her there, the guy then inycted her in the back, didn't even tell me what it was, and told me to come back tomorrow, and the next day he was not in, and his assistant told me to come next day, so I told him to go F himself and took her to another vet(I did mention in my intro that I have some very bad temper issues that Nadya is actually helping me with)
Thi other vet, recomended by the cousins of the wife of my uncle, who live nxt door, gave her an anti paraide medicine through the mouth, and inyected her soe vitamines(and surprisingly she didn't even flinch with the anti parasite meds, she drank it willingly, with no effort from the vet or me, and did not flinch with the inyection as well) and told me to bring her next week for another vitamin inyection, and in 15 days for the second anti parasites inyection.
After the inyection(literally after) she transformed from the fragile, barely moving, getting-tired-after-2-minutes-of-playing kind of puppy to a tazmanian devil, in about 1 day her tummy went back to normal puppy size, and I lost 3 usb cables, 1 swiss gear backpack a pair of shoes and several socks to her biting, plus since then I have hand and feet in constant pain, with cuts and bites, but I'm happy(although sometimes annoyed) beause all the devilish play means she is healthy.
It has been 1 month and she is perfectly healthy and we are in an awesome relationship lmao.
I must admit I have a lot of issues, because she still don't get where to go to the bathroom and I always have a garpet of poo, because she moves whle pooping and she has pooed on the ouch twice and peed twice as well and once in the bed.
There was one specific ocation when I fed her, took her to the yard(the doc forbid me to take her out until we finish her treatment and he can inyect her the 6 purpose vaccine but there are no other dogs in the housing unit I live at, and the yard is clean, so I take her there(it is a close yard) to play and poo) she went and pooed 3 times, and then peed and ran and played and then peed again, and again once before we came back home... and then she went beside the couch and pooed and peed whil I was in the bathroom. When I came out I got really mad and I spanke her extremely hard a couple of times, so hard indeed that she cryed for like 5 minutes... And I felt ike an i*****e, she is a baby ater all. And felt even worse when she came to lick my feet and when I picked her up, she licke my ace like there was no tomorrow and then she cuddled by my side, and fell asleep with a (literal) smile on her face.
That is when I realized(and remembered) that no matter how s****d their human might be, these are loyal beasts, and they do not keep grudges and give uncondicional love... and we love each other.
I have some more behavior and training issues with her, but I guess I have to post those in another part of the forum. So this is it for now