pet meds
It was April many years ago when I lived in New York and we were experiencing several days of April showers. The rain was almost constant so activities were centered indoors. On the few occasions we ventured outside, we kept noticing a strange dog on our property. The animal looked frightened and, of course, was wet from all of the showers we were having. She started hanging out on my front porch, just looking sad. My husband realized that the animal was probably hungry so he prepared to feed it. I told him I did not want him to bring the animal in the house. I felt sorry for it but we already had a dog and I had two small children and did not want to add another pet at that time. We agreed he could feed the dog in our garage.
Off my husband, George, went with the animal and bowls of water and dog food for this poor lonely looking dog. I was upset that the dog took up residence in the garage because I knew where the next step would lead. It was several days later when the dog found its' way into our home. I told the children they were not to give the dog a name because it wasn't going to be staying with us. This is how the dog came to be known as "dog" in my house. She did seem to get along very well with Prize, the dog we already had, so at least we didn't have any relationship problems between them. Prize was a much larger dog and seemed to want to protect her new sister. They hung out together, shared food and water and played with one another in the yard. I'm happy to report that the new dog listened to me much better than Prize did, so she was much easier to manage. Prize had a stubborn streak but the new dog did not. She seemed a little frightened and I always assumed that she might have been abused in the past. This, of course, was another good reason to try and help this animal.
Of course as time went by, we decided we should take this animal to a vet to have her checked. We did not think she was a puppy any longer but she was a young dog. She was a mutt but we weren't sure of the breed combinations either. We made an appointment with our vet and had her checked out thoroughly. She seemed to be healthy but underweight, and the vet suggested pet meds that would increase her appetite. We ordered these and started giving them to "dog" and watched her appetite increase. She was settling in with us and I soon realized the futility of my stand in saying we were not keeping her. I could not imagine tearing her away from my husband and children so "dog" had a new home and we named her Pax. I'm happy to report that the pet meds worked very well and it wasn't long before our new dog looked healthy and happy.