
I found her out at Beaver Creek Park, the gorgeous, mountainous county park (largest in the country) fifteen minutes south of town where everyone goes to camp and recreate.
I took Jenny out for a swim this afternoon, as it was VERY hot and sticky. Then we rode way up into the mountains up a logging road on the Rocky Boy's Rez, to where the trees are old growth and you can almost feel the spirits of free Indians past.
On our way back home we stopped at one of the lakes to swim again, and there we found this little girl. She hobbled up to say hello - clearly injured, but very friendly. I first checked her back foot, but it was fine. After some coaxing I loaded her into Reva the Rav, with the idea that I'd take a ride round the lake to various campsites to see if anyone had lost a dog. First folks I found said they'd been camping there all week and had seen her fall from the back of a truck (
So of course, she came home with me.
I fed her leftover roasted chicken and disguised half an aspirin in one of the pieces. She must be in pain, but she's sweet as you can imagine - affectionate and very calm (probably calm because she's injured, and in pain - she looks like a pup, not a year old, I'd bet). Her fur's a matted mess at the back, but I can't bear to brush or bathe her while she's still in pain.
I've tried calling my vet, but she's not home at present. I'm guessing since the pup's been in this shape all week, she can manage another day or two if necessary (we don't have any official 24 hour veterinary service hereabouts).
Any thoughts, suggestions for interim care?
Am I going to end up keeping this dog? Is she going to be my living reminder of this special community?
She would have to be so damned hairy!





