My Dog "Happy"

I'm a dog lover and 1 year ago, a friend gave my husband and I, the cutest little Pomeranian in the world. They had 2 dogs and could only keep 1, with a hectic work schedule. Their loss and our gain. This little guy is the most sociable animal I've had and a great watch dog. Nothing gets by him and he has made friends with all the dogs in our neighborhood. Poms have a perception that although they are small, in their mind, they are large dogs and it's funny to see him show no fear of even a Great Dane.

This past May, Happy was in the yard doing one of his favorite pastimes, chasing squirrels. He came running in, at noon, showing signs of something being terribly wrong. A trip to the vet revealed nothing except for a drropy tail and possible swelling in the hind quarters.

Two weeks laster, we find black bumps, identical, on both sides of his hind quarters. A couple of days later, these bumps were scratched and chewd as

Happy was terribly uncomfortable. Now, to the vet, and a shaved rear end, showed a terrible mess of lesions, requiring surgery. So, a long weekend wait and off to surgery the following Monday morning. In the afternoon, another ride, to the emergency vet, low blood pressure and much needed blood transfusion. My goodness, so much trauma for such a little dog.

The overnight vet calls us on Tuesday morning, the transfusion went well and Happy is perking up, but, the X-Ray shows a broken tailbone and it was obvious the original vet had missed it! Oh My!!!!! Happy's tail has been dead for 2 1/2 weeks and will need a radical amputation, as the break at the base of the spine!

Yikes, when is enough, enough?

Fast forward 2 days, I have Happy out in the backyard at 10pm to do his "doggy business". While watching and waiting, his "dead tail" goes straight up in the

air. I start crying and call to my husband, who is wondering: "What in the world is wrong?" All I can get out is "Look at the tail"!!!!! Mind you that this dog has about 2 dozen stitches in his back end and a narcotics patch attached to his side. There is no way he can raise his tail, even if he wanted to.

We are Christians and had put Happy on our prayer chain at church. God answered this prayer right before my eyes.....yes, a miracle.

What caused all this trauma to begin with? We ascertained that he had probably been picked up by an eagle and didn't want to be lunch that day! Eagles are prevalent in our area and they are very large, strong, and majestically beautiful.

One can't fault them for wanting to feed their young and Happy looked like a cat from above. WOW!

So, although this has nothing to do with embroidery, it is a true story and we have shared it with so many.

Thanks for letting me share it wth you too, Mary

P. S. He doesn't like being bathed in the kitchen sink but is a good sport about it. Makes for a funny pitiful picture. Oh, and today, he is doing great.