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Rottweilers that need homes<p>
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This information was passed on to me by Dr. Nancy Kay, DVM; her contact information can be found at the bottom of this post.
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<span><span style="font-size: x-large"><span style="font-size: 21.3333px"><span><strong><span style="font-size: large"><span style="font-size: 18px">Victims Come in All Sizes</span></span></strong></span></span></span></span>
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<span><span style="font-size: x-large"><span style="font-size: 24px"><strong><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal">As
I was hanging out in the midst of our busy hospital treatment room
during emergency hours a few of nights ago I was impressed at how much
was going on all at once.</span></span><span><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal"> </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal">On one treatment table was a pregnant Chihuahua experiencing difficulty passing her pups.</span></span><span><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal"> </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal">On another table was a thirteen-year-old dog in a state of shock after trauma inflicted by other dogs in the neighborhood.</span></span><span><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal"> </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal">An anesthetized kitty with a urinary tract blockage was being tended to on a third table.</span></span><span><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal"> </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal">Things
got even busier when a receptionist entered the treatment room with two
stray Rottweilers in tow. The woman who dropped them off said she found
them in a local shopping center parking lot.</span></span><span><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal"> </span></span></span>
<span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal">Both
Rotties were gorgeous with wonderfully sweet dispositions.- their
little stub-tailed hind ends wiggled frantically in response to our
attention.</span></span><span><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal"> </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal">Additionally, it was apparent that both dogs were profoundly pregnant.</span></span></strong></span></span></span>
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<span>We hoped these two girls just happened to have busted out of their yard- perhaps a gate had been left open.<span> </span>We envisioned an anxious family frantic to find their pregnant dogs.<span> </span>Our
optimism quickly dissipated as we discovered no collars, no
identification microchips, and no one searching to reclaim their lost
dogs in spite of our efforts to let every local shelter, pound, and
veterinary hospital know about our new charges.<span> </span>Looking
back, it seemed a bit suspicious that the woman who dropped them off
happened to have a crate in the back of her truck large enough to hold
two large dogs.</span>
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<span>We
turned one of our visiting rooms into a whelping pen and over the
course of three hours our two strays morphed into twelve as one of the
dogs delivered 10 beautiful, healthy pups.<span> </span>Some of them looked like “mom”, others revealed that “dad” was something other than a Rottweiler.<span> </span>Mama
was a natural- licking and cleaning- doing everything just right,
including letting complete strangers cut umbilical cords, inspect
puppies, change bedding, and take her out for potty breaks while
telling her what a perfect princess she was.<span> </span>Thusfar, mama number two has not yet whelped.</span>
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find myself longing to know the names of these two dogs (thinking they
would enjoy hearing them) and wondering if they are missing their
favorite humans.<span> </span>
Clearly, both had been well socialized and cared for with sleek shiny haircoats and substantial body weights.<span> </span>And why were they given up?<span> </span>Were all of these dogs simply victims of tough economic times?<span> </span>Perhaps
the prospects of finding homes for so many nonpurebred pups was
daunting. The good news is that these mothers found their way to a
“birthing center” where they and their pups would be well cared for.<span> </span></span>
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<span>While
we are awaiting the arrival of litter number two, plans are in the
works to place moms and pups with one or two Rottweiler rescue
organizations.<span> </span>The big-hearted people who run such rescue
organizations (some are breed-specific, others are not) are intent on
making sure that needy dogs get second chances.<span> </span>If interested in an adult Rottweiler (who will need to be spayed) or mixed breed pup, feel free to contact me via my website- <a href="http://www.speakingforspot.com/" target="_blank">www.speakingforspot.com</a>.<span> </span></span>
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