Saving Shorty

Last weekend Leland and I went to visit his brother in Shreveport, LA. We left Wednesday afternoon for the 14 hour drive and arrived at his brother’s place at 7am. About 2 hours previous to our arrival, Leland and I stopped for gas one last time. When we pulled in to the truck stop, we saw this small dog limping around. Naturally I had to get out of the car and visit with him. As I was petting him, one of the workers from the truck stop came outside to talk to me. She told me that Shorty (which is what they were calling him) had been pushed out of a truckers MOVING truck and left there. It had been three weeks and no one came back for him or took him home with them.




My hands were tied.

I HAD to take him.

There is no way I would have been able to leave that truck stop without him. All I would be able to think about is his sad little face and how much he just wanted some love. And then I would have decided that I was just as bad as the douchecanoe who abandoned him.

So we put him in the car and he spent the trip with us.

Now that we are home, we took him to the vet and got him vaccinated and dewormed. Though he didn’t have fleas, we gave him flea meds as a precaution and then picked 8 ticks off of him. His heartworm test came back negative so we started him on heartworm prevention. Today he is at the vet getting neutered.

And having hip surgery.

As is turns out, when the douchefucker of a trucker kicked Shorty out of his truck, Shorty broke his hip. The x-rays showed that his hip was worse than we thought. Without surgery his muscles could atrophy or the scar tissue could cause severe arthritis, making it hard for him to even walk.

So we are fixing it. We will somehow come up with the $2000 dollars for the surgery. Though money is super tight, I am trying not to think about the effect this is going to have on my bank account. Instead I am trying to think of Shorty. Instead of feeling bad for myself, I am feeling bad for Shorty. In his short life (the doctors think he is between 1-2 years old) he has been kicked out of a moving vehicle, left homeless and with a broken hip, he was a feeding ground for ticks, AND the x-ray showed a BULLET in his leg.

That’s right people. Some ASSHOLE shot this cute, sweet, loving dog.




There is a special place in hell for people who would do this to a dog.

In the week that we have had him, Shorty has stolen my heart. Though he has a broken hip, he loves to run and play. He is so gentle and loves to cuddle. He loves to take rides in the car and he loves to pretend to be tough.

As much as we love him already, Bacchus just won’t let us keep him. I think Bacchus would be able to come around with time, but our friend Joe was in the market for a dog so he will be keeping him. It is going to break my heart to let him go, but I know Joe will give him a good home. Plus, Joe lives 5 minutes down the street so we will be able to see him again.

If anyone is interested in helping us make sure Shorty gets the care he needs, go here.