Most of the time people look forward to Friday's, you know the start of a weekend. It's going to be a fun time, after all we've got all weekend to do whatever we please, right? Not if you're me!
Friday, March 4th started out just like every other day. Me trying to give all I had to take care of my precious babies, with no help from the irresponsible person who let me get in this predicament in the first place. The day was going like normal until I was caught by the cartoon version of a dog's worse nightmare- Animal Control. I was scared, hungry and sad. How could I possibly get them to see my babies were out there alone, and helpless. They needed me, and I needed them.
I was taken to a small, somewhat dark place, I could hear the desperate barks coming from around me. Where was I? Who were these strange people and dogs I've never seen before? What would happen to me, and more importantly what would happen to my poor babies out in the cruel world all alone, no food, no motherly warmth or love? Was this for real, or could I possibly be sleeping with my babies, and I'd wake up to realize it was just a doggy nightmare? Quietly I sat on this hard,cold floor peering through wire, waiting, waiting, and waiting some more. The day turned into night, and the night soon turned back to day. Still no signs of getting out, no signs of my babies. I could do nothing but wait, and set around with a broken spirit. So wait I did, soon the weekend so many were looking forward to, turned into my living nightmare.
Finally - Monday came, I hadn't seen my babies since I was picked up on Friday. No one coming to claim me, hope was being lost...Wait ~ did I just hear, nahhh couldn't have been, it's just my desperation making me hear things. Or was it? The wimper, the cries, it just had to be, I'd know those sounds from a mile a way... my BABIES!! The people who picked me up, went back and found my babies! Can you believe it? One at a time, my babies were handed back to me, all 7 were there. WOW! It's a miracle, my babies are alive, and back with me, no need to worry now... or is there?
I'm still not sure where I am, nor who these people are. I do notice some very kind people coming by though,and paying me attention. Something I've dreamed of for forever. Then a snap of a bright light, some talk of finding me a safe place to go. So I was right, this scary strange place isn't safe for my babies, or me! What am I to do?
By this time my spirit was just about gone, though I have my babies with me, my body doesn't look the best, and I've got 7 babies in my watch.. who would even think twice about a dog like me?
Lonely and unsure I set with my babies, until some volunteer angels would come around and pay me more attention. I would brighten up, and quickly I showed them that I'm such a sweetheart. They were falling for me, I could tell. I was up for adoption, and I had people doing there best trying to get someone who could help me. See, people aren't all bad.
Wednesday, March 9th I set alone scared, I've seen dogs going out the back door, but why oh why did none of them come back? I see more dogs coming in, all looking as scared and unsure as I was and am. What will happen to me, my time is running short and this place is getting more crowded by the day? I sat there not knowing at the time that one of my angels had posted my pictures and info on craigslist trying desperately to get someone to help me and my babies before I too made that trip. A volunteer at HART Foundation saw my pictures and instantly fell in love. I've been told my face broke her heart. She started trying to get information on me, and talking to the people at the rescue who would decide if they could save me. Ok, since my story is so long, I'll just say this, I had alot of special people looking out for me, trying their best to get me out of my dungeon before my time was up. They were hard at work, and Thursday afternoon all the effort had paid off. I could hardly believe it when an angel on 2 legs opened my cage and got me and my babies out, yep you read that right I was getting out. I could tell this was a good thing, I was safe. My spirits were rising a bit, though still uncertain what lied ahead. This angel took me in her car, and I was on my journey to some place safe. After being placed into another car, and a another nice lil' journey I arrived at the rescue. Safe and sound at last- all 8 of us. The Volunteers were waiting to see me, they showered me with love and kisses, oh oh oh don't forget the "cookies" (AKA Treats). I instantly took up with them tail wagging, and hanging all over them. They helped me out of the car for which I was very grateful for, hey when a girls got to go, a girls got to go! They got me and my babies a nice area with warm blankets, fresh water, and can you believe an entire pan of food for ME! I didn't have to search for it, I didn't have to go hungry. My tummy was oh so grateful. You see, I was so skinny, I'd been giving every ounce to my babies to keep them fed. My hair looks like my body was stressing, and I have been out in the weather. A very poor looking coat for sure. Like every other girl , my hair needs to be beautiful and shiny, right?
We were settled in at our new place, and I just knew things were going to be ok. I could feel it. By Saturday morning, I acted like I'd been here my entire life. The volunteers voices drifted my way Saturday morning, and I couldn't control my smile or wagging tail. Checking pockets for I knew they wouldn't have came empty handed. They didn't let me down, full supply of cookies!! They tell me I know I'm a lucky girl, and in my short time here I've made several people friends, who new they could be so awesome? My tummy is getting a constant source of food, even though my body is so hungry I scarf it down every meal. I'm working on that. I've just been so so so hungry,and the food taste so so so good. Speaking of food though, I know with them being kind enough to take me and my 7 babies in they've also taken on the burden of feeding us, our medications, etc. I figure the least I could do is try and get some help for them to lesson the financial burden. Since I can't exactly go get a job, especially not in modeling (at least not yet with this body, though they do say I have a heart stopping smile) if you have any spare change you are looking to put somewhere, I'd be forever grateful to keep it out of your couch cushions for you. Incase you're asking what if there is so many giving people that there is more than enough for me and my pups.. I promise I will give it to the other dogs here at the rescue with me. Or, if there is another "deathrow doggy" they can save, I'll let them use it for that lucky dog. It will go to help a dog in need, I can assure you of that!
Speaking of other deathrow dogs, in the excitement of my happy ending let's not over look the sadness at the number of dogs I saw go through the back door and never come back. They weren't so lucky, that could have and soon would have been me. My pups and I would have been next, the thought of my babies not even getting to experience life breaks my heart.
To all the angels who chose my babies and I as the lucky reciepent of safety,love,care,and food... I owe my life to you. I will never forget you, and may each smile, kiss and tail wag you see warm your heart with the gratitude I'll carry with me always!
To all the angels who will help carry the financial burden of us 8, may you see those same smiles(and yes even the tail wags!) through my pictures. Know those are for each of you, who have helped us live a better life.
With all my doggy love,
Nikki and pups
Wandering around on my own,
Standing along this road all alone.
Picked up in a truck,
Where was I going and why was I stuck?
Taken to a high kill place,
Nothing to do but wait with grace.
In my short life I've been in hard spots,
But the hardest is about my 7 tots.
I'm worried about them,
As the clock ticks our lives all dim.
Left on their own for two straight days,
Things weren't suppose to be this way.
Finally they are found,
I can hear their distinct sound.
Reunited in this pen with me,
Now would someone set us free?
Days before we were to die,
I have no reason now to cry.
A rescue just agree to take us in,
Don't worry this is not the end.
They'll be another chapter in our book,
You'll just have to stop back in and take a look.
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