A promise broken

This is my story.

A couple of years ago I decided I would like to have a litter of pups from my gorgeous cocker spaniel, Meg. This has been a dream of mine for as long s I can remember but have never been fortunate enough to have the dog with the correct temperament but Meg was perfect. After some research, I found my sire. I saved up and purchased him and called him Cody. It was decided Meg and Cody were a couple and I couldn't have asked for more. Their temperaments were perfect and I worked hard to train them. Eventually two seasons came and went and on the third season Meg and Cody were ready to become parents. Moving forward, Meg's first litter of puppies were confirmed on the 8th September 2020 by having her scanned and her very excited grandma to be (me) danced around excitedly as I already had homes lined up for lots of puppies. Homes I had vetted with people I knew all of them friends. Fast forward to 2nd October, the day Megs puppies were due. It had been a long day and both myself and Meg had a nap in my bed in the afternoon in preparation for the night ahead. What I didn't realise was that Meg wouldn't exactly give me much warning and wasn't in the least bothered about my children having tea and out popped her first puppy very unceremoniously at 17.20pm with a plop on the floor and a very big crash course in midwifery from me, once I got over my initial panic. With the help of two dear friends I managed to revive puppy number one which was a girl and then successfully go on to help Meg whelp 3 other gorgeous little pups. Meg and I have a very close bond and I sat next to her the whole time talking to her and smoothing her, giving her lots of encouragement and so I knew immediately when something wasn't right. Fast forward 4 hours from the birth of the first pup and we hit complications which resulted in a dash to the emergency vets at about 9.00pm with a tired Meg a distraught grandma and aunty (best mate ) and a stuck puppy. At first the vets didn't take grandma very seriously and kind of looked at me with pity as I carried my very large heavy tired dog and stood outside while they took her from me and examined her. I was told that they didn't think there was anything wrong but if I wanted them to scan her they would, which of course I did. Thankfully it was discovered that one puppy was indeed stuck and there was another one behind that had a very low heart beat. They couldn't find a heart beat on the one that was stuck. I then had to give them permission to do an emergency c section which of course I did. Two things that will stick with me, being the softy that I am was that the vets, would not even begin to prep my dog for surgery unless I paid half of the fee, which was £900 which of course I did, willingly. Fast forward 3 hours later and while I was at home trying to feed the other four puppies, the vets called me to say that they had two more live puppies and Meg was okay. All puppies were brought home after I settled another bill) and Meg and I was such a happy girl I literally thought I had the world. I already had 5 friends desperate for a puppy and I could keep one myself (which naturally would have been the first one she had which was a girl) . Those people that know me know that my dogs are my world. They are my family and always have been since I was a little girl.

Fast forward to Saturday, all potential new puppy owners very excited wanted to choose their puppy via photo's . They had been waiting for Megs puppies for a long time.

On Sunday morning, after trying everything I could, I lost the first puppy. I did my best,rushed him to the emergency vet again who quoted me an obscene amount of money to try and keep the puppy alive. My 4 year old was devastated and broke her heart while I buried it in my rose garden with its brother and sister . 5 puppies left and 6 people including myself who wanted one. Sunday evening I made the difficult phone call to tell someone that the puppy they had chosen had gone to rainbow bridge. They were so understanding and lovely to me and I will always be grateful for that.

The following day puppy number two started failing. He had always been a difficult one to latch on and was quite comical he always had his bum in the air or was upside down and boy did he make a lot of noise . I decided to feed him via a sringe and this I kept up all through the night continuously putting him back with Meg to lick him clean and then to feed him some more. ( I had been sleeping every night next to the puppies and Meg since they were born to ensure their wellbeing .

All the following day, I fed this puppy, my best friend came over to help me and between us we fed him, bathed him, winded him, cwtched him, talked to him and then repeated the whole process for hours. I also arranged to take him to a friend of a friend who was a vet who was willing to tube feed him for me as it was so upsetting to hear him crying. Very sadly as I prepared to take him over with blankets and a hot water bottle (babysitter for my children) , puppy number 2 died. At this point I didn't have the energy to watch my 4 year old breaking her heart and so I quickly went and buried him in the garden while she was eating her body weight in refresher bars while watching TV. You have to pick your battles right? Child's teeth or tears? Ten minutes later, the friend of a friend said he was willing to carry out a postmortem on my pup to see if it was anything genetic or viral and could harm the other 4 puppies. This resulted in again more sweets for 4 year old while I dug back up poor puppy number 2, washed him, apologised to him, kissed him, wrapped him in a towel and put him the bottom of my fridge overnight to preserve him before driving him the next morning to the vet . Procedure carried out (free of charge) (There are some wonderful people around) and I proceeded to drive home and cry myself to sleep for 3 hours from pure exhaustion . Puppies do die, I get that, but I was letting down people I really cared about, good friends and disappointing them as I had to ring them and tell them their puppy had died. This was what was killing me. Everyone was so understanding and so lovely towards me and for that I will always be grateful. I still have 4 gorgeous puppies left and as of tonight, they are all thriving and doing so well. Meg is the most wonderful mum and I am feeling very anxious and grateful that they seem okay and puppy number 2 did not die from anything contagious as far as we can tell.

This is where I need help. The little girl in the picture was going to have a puppy for Christmas. It is something she has wanted for as long as I have known her. When I spent time with her she was always playing with my dogs . She is quiet and sweet and today I had to make the heart breaking decision to ring her dad and tell him I didn't have enough puppies. Guess what ? The dad was amazing and said he would sit his little girl down and explain to her and that he would do his absolute best to still find her a puppy for Christmas. Yes, you shouldn't have a puppy for Christmas but heart felt and so much soul searching has gone into this and I am one hundred percent confident that a puppy would have an amazing home with this little girl. This little girl has a stutter and she has some lack of confidence, a puppy would be amazing for her.

Due to the pandemic as like so many other people, money is tight and the price of puppies has gone through the roof. There is no realistic way that this family can find the money they would need to get this little girl her puppy. This is where I am asking for help. I feel very responsible for the happiness of this little girl, I am very very fond of her and her whole family and I desperately want to put it right. Therefore I want to see if I can raise enough money to give this story a happy ending.

Dawn xx

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