|Otis's Petfinder Profile Pic|
He and his brother, Milo, were found running down an interstate with their mother. A kind soul stopped and herded all 3 dogs into her car before they could get hit and took them to a vet's office. Otis and Milo (lol) were estimated to be about 8 weeks. Their poor mamma was in very bad shape, extremely malnourished and sick. But the puppies had been nursing, so they were faring OK. The mother stayed at the vet's to recover, and the puppies had to deal with an immediate weaning as they went off to a foster house to await adoption.
The guess is that Otis and Milo are part Border Collie, part Retriever, and possibly something else. I've always wanted a Border Collie--I've heard they are super smart. And since right now I have a senior dog and an older cat in the house, I know my 2 sons are anxious for an animal that will play with them. The timing seemed right.
|The puppies at their Foster Mom's house|
Otis is the smaller dog and was getting picked on a bit by Milo. We had already completed the paperwork and were anticipating his arrival when we got some bad news. Milo got a very high fever and was diagnosed with parvovirus, which is very contagious in dogs. It is dangerously fatal if untreated, but Milo was immediately put into the vet's care. Now we had to wait to see if Otis would come down with it too. As they spent all their time together, I feared the worst.
He spent an additional 2 weeks with his foster mom, and amazingly, he did not catch parvo. Thankfully, Milo recovered and went to another foster house until Otis was cleared for transport. On Monday he got his clean bill of health, and early Friday morning, we meet the rescue van in Vermont to pick up our new sweet boy.
I'm so grateful to Sheryl, the foster mom who took such great care of Otis, and continues to love and care for Milo and the 13 other dogs at her house awaiting adoption. I imagine it must be very hard to love, feed, and sometimes nurse dogs back to health, and then let them go. People who do this kind of thing to keep animals out of high-kill shelters and increase their chance of adoption are truly special and selfless.
I envision a lot of moments in the next few months where I question my sanity, but mostly I anticipate all the laughter, joy, and happiness Otis will bring. And I'm already trying to come up with ways to gain forgiveness from both my calm senior dog and my domineering cat. Wish me luck.
|Otis's foster mom sent me pictures and videos while we waited|