It is with sad regrets that I have to take away 2 stars. Please hear me out:
Friday, an hour before the shelter closed, I adopted Thor, a 3-4 month old Rott mix, for my son. He was at his father's house until 7pm, so I took him straight to Petco to grab everything he needed. People were stopping me left and right to pet Thor and ask if I would sell him, people even came back twice to compliment him and pet him. When we got home, not even 10 minutes later, I was sudsing him up in the tub and noticed about 10-12 little bugs. Shit,he has fleas! GRR! I rushed him out of the house, still damp (sorry) to the vet before they closed, and so that I could return in time for my son to come home. They gave him a CapStar pill that kills all of the fleas in 20 minutes and then FrontLine to apply the next day when he was completely dry and another CapStar to give to him Sunday night, just in case. I paid for his first set of shots, and the vet did an assessment on him and said he looked like a great, "happy" puppy.
I put Thor in the bathroom upstairs and waited for Kolten to come home. I video-taped him opening the door and yelling "DOG!" with delight, as he opened the door, and Thor rushed out and greeted him. Thor was very docile and a sweet puppy.
Saturday Thor was perfect. Never had an accident which leads me to believe that he was a pet before and they house-broke him. We left him for 2 hours at a time to run errands and grocery shop and he was perfect. He scarfed his food faster than I could drop it in his bowl.
Saturday night I was up throughout the night with him because he had diarrhea...bad. I wasn't sure if it was from the 5 vaccines he got, or if the flea medication was too harsh for him, or the change of puppy chow was making his belly ache. I gave him a tums chewable to help ease his discomfort.
Sunday: I was exhausted. Thor wasn't perky and he refused to eat or drink. I was able to get him to choke down 3/4c of his puppy chow, by making him eat from the palm of my hand, late into the afternoon. He wouldn't even eat white bread that I broke and tried to feed him. Thor just laid around and didn't seem interested in anything. But when I sat on the floor he would crawl into my lap and sprawl out, looking for love and attention. Sunday evening, after some words of advice, I took him to the emergency vet. They did 2 fecal tests in the room, we waited 10 minutes and came back to tell me unfortunately they came back positive for roundworms and ParvoVirus.
ParvoVirus is a highly contagious disease that affects canines. It can be spread by fleas from dog to dog (which Thor had), and the statistics all show:
-Puppies under 5mos are the hardest to treat. They require the most aggressive treatment.
-For some unknown reason: Rottweilers and Dobermans have the highest mortality rate.
-The virus peaks when the animal encounters a stressor in it's life (like a change in environment).
-It takes it's own course.
Thor didn't stand a chance. He had 50 strikes against him, and even if he did stay overnight at the vet, no one would be there throughout the night to administer medications. I approved the vet to give him an injection of Pepto to calm his diarrhea and upset stomach, antibiotics to start the fight against the virus, antibiotics to cure the roundworms, and IV fluids to prevent dehydration and hypovolemic shock.
They must have felt very bad for me, crying like a baby and my son crying on my shoulder because he didn't understand why I was crying. They waived the office visit fee, but I still swallowed the cost of everything else. I took home a bag of IV fluids and needles, and every 3 hours around the clock, I administered IV's to Thor and pumped him with 200mL of Lactated Ringers (think nutrient rich water--it's what we give to pregnant women too!)
By morning time- Monday- not even 72 hours after adopting him, I had to carry Thor outside for him to go pee. His breathing was shallow and he was struggling. On the car-ride he was grunting.
Thor had to be put to sleep. I cried and although he didn't understand, my son looked and said "dog?" waved and said "bye". That hit hard.
When we spoke with the animal control officers that were there Friday when I adopted him and explained everything it didn't seem to faze them. They apologized and refunded my adoption fee--- which doesn't make it right or bring Thor back. I even tried opening their eyes to the fact that when I adopted Thor he wasn't quarantined, so who's to say that all of the other dogs there don't have the virus, from acceleration of the virus by fleas. They are just in cages right next to each other. And someone else might have to go through the same thing we just did.
It's a shame that they operate this way, and that we got so attached so fast. This is why Thor "spoke" to me, and I had to adopt him. I just wish we had more time with him, and that he had a chance to experience love and affection.
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