Spice up Yer Life
We are proud to introduce you to the little warrior that is Spice!
This is her story, this is her journey.
So many of you have rallied behind her already, we can never thank you enough for that!
We hope you enjoy reading Spice’s story, be sure to watch her video at the end of this email.
Love you all!
This is how it all began...
I woke up early, I like the early mornings, I went and gave mamma a kiss and my furless siblings. It was just like any other day. Then a man came to the house. I hadn’t seen him before, but I had only been in my home a short while. I went to welcome him but he pushed me away and began talking really loud to my mamma. I could see she was really upset but I haven’t quite mastered the language of the furless ones yet. I just know when they talk loud it’s best to get myself away from the situation. But I was worried for my mamma, who is this strange man and why is he shouting at my mamma?
I found out that he is my grandpa but he made it quite clear that he does not like furkids and told my mamma I had to go. Of course I didn’t understand what he was saying but I gathered early on that I was the reason for the loud talking 🙁
So as far as I understand my mamma called Dogtown to tell them she could no longer keep me and her dad had said if she didn’t “get rid of me”, he would.
“Get rid of me” … yikes what does he think I am, a vrot tomato 🙁 So the Dogtown peeps began to make a plan for a new home for me, with me being young and cute, they were sure it would happen in no time. It was a weird day for me, my mamma was so upset and she seemed a little scared too. The next morning she went to work and left me with the big guy, I made sure to stay out of his way but I did try and show him that I would be an awesome furkid if he just gave me the time.
He finally came over to me and picked me up, I thought wooohooo Ive finally won him over. He put me in the car and I thought yeeehaaa we’re off for a drive to the park. But he didn’t stop at the park, he drove right past. He drove me into a place with lots of people and houses. It looked familiar, Im sure this was the township I was born in. I thought ooh maybe he wants to see my fur mum or something. He opened the door and I followed him into the street. I looked up to him, trying to figure out what he wanted me to do. He flicked his hands to chase me away, I wasn’t sure if he was going hurt me so I ran away a little and barked at him, telling him I dont understand what you want me to do grandpa. He got in his car again so I ran back to get in and he drove away without me. I chased and chased but he was too fast. I know he didn’t like me and he was never nice to me but I really didn’t know what else to do. He was my only hope to getting back to my mamma. I ran as long as I could but I got tired, I was hungry too.
I began to sniff around to see if I could find a little bit of food so I could figure out what I was going to do. The place looked familiar but it had been a few months since I had been here. I wondered to myself if I could remember to find my fur mum again. The big white ball in the sky came and went twice. I was cold, hungry and tired and I walked and walked hoping to remember where my fur mum was. It was getting dark again and I had decided I need to find a bush to snuggle up for the night, I knew I needed to save my energy for another day of searching for food and my fur mum. When I recognized the house where I was born. I couldn’t believe my luck I was so happy to know my fur mum would take care of me and I could at least get a good nights sleep. My fur mums dad looked surprised to see me. I saw him pick up the phone and I heard him say my mammas name.
Yippee I thought, she will come and get me and we can be together again. What I didn’t know was she called Dogtown because she was too scared for me to go back home.
I had one of my best sleeps that night, I was so exhausted from my days of searching. The next morning I woke up, I gave my tired little body a biiiig stretch and ate a little food. There wasn’t much food but I was happy for every chunk I got.
My fur moms dad then put a rope on me and we began to walk down the street. I saw the funniest of cars, it had furkids like me on the side. I wasn’t sure if they were real but I wagged my tail politely to say hi, just in case 🙂
The man in the funny car got out and took me into his arms. He gave me such an awesome snuggle, I knew he was a good man. He put me in his car and I began to panic a little. Last time I was put in a car it didn’t end well and I was lost and hungry for 2 days.
A New Beginning….
He drove me to this place were there were a lot of furkids.
They were all so friendly, the furkids all said “Hi there newbie, welcome to Dogtown. Don’t worry little one you are safe now” The humans were so kind, giving me love and kisses and best of all, I got a yummy bowl of food. I was sooo hungry, I ate it so quick. A lady who I now know as Auntie Joanna smiled and said “wowee you are a hungry little munchkin” I’m not sure what a munchkin is but I was really hungry, so I guess I was one. So I smiled and gave her a big kiss. She laughed and sat down beside me. I flopped onto her lap so she could snuggle with me and before I knew it I fell asleep. Finally I was safe.
The next days were awesome. Every morning when I woke they brought me yummy food and before I went to bed at night there they were with more food. I went on walks with the other furkids each day and I started to learn these cool tricks that earned me yummy treats. I learnt how to get yummy treats quickly. How awesome this place was, everyone just gave me love food and kisses, I thought this is the best place ever.
I woke up one day feeling really yuck. I wasn’t sure what was going on, I was so tired and I really didn’t want my food. I went to see a doggy Doctor and got some horrible injections and medicine. I just wanted to get back to my house and sleep some more, which I did. I slept most of the day which worried mamma Tracy and she took me back to the Doctor in the afternoon. They both agreed I needed to be monitored over the next 24hours. So off I went again on another car ride. It felt like we drove forever but we finally stopped and when mamma Tracy carried me out of the car, we were at another hospital. A nice man came out and took me into a room where he did some tests. I then went into this room with lots of other sick furkids, we all said hi to each other but knew the less words spoken the better because we all felt ill. I was a bit worried about seeing so many sick dogs. But I was so exhausted I didn’t care. I just wanted to sleep. I saw the nice man talking to mamma Tracy as I drifted off to sleep. Mamma Tracy looked sad, I hope he wasn’t saying bad things to her. I would have tried to tell him off for making her sad but I needed to sleep.
The nextnmorning after a pretty restless night, I woke up with the nice Dr. doing more tests. He also looked sad. I thought why is everyone sad? I was starting to feel sad myself but then I saw mamma Tracy and Mr G. In my heart I was happy but my body was so tired I couldn’t even wag my tail. I heard the Dr. say I was in kidney failure. I didn’t quite understand what that meant but by the looks on their faces, I gathered it wasn’t good.
I heard mamma Tracy say “We must be positive if we help her she will fight this.”
I saw the Dr. thought she had fallen of the crazy wagon but she kept saying Dogtown dogs are little miracles if we just give them the help they need. I’m not sure what happened after that. I drifted off to sleep again.
I woke up in the night, the nurses were connecting a bag to me to see if I was making a wee but it was weird, nothing was coming out. The nurse said “come on lil one, those kidneys need to work”. All night I kept telling my kidneys to work but they didn’t want to listen. When mamma Tracy arrived I saw her look at the bag and she looked so sad. The Dr. came in and I heard him say “It’s not good. Her kidneys are not functioning.” I heard her say “Let’s give her another 24hours, please” She came across to me, I wanted to tell her so badly I was trying hard to fight this but the kidneys weren’t listening to me. She just sat and held me and told me all the stories of the fun things I did at the Centre. I realised I was quite a character when I was feeling like my old self. I could see she so badly wanted me to show her some sort of sign to help her help me. She left with a kiss and a cuddle and said she would be back later.
Well while she was away I only went and made a Pee didn’t I. The nurses and the Doctors were so happy. I couldn’t wait for mamma Tracy and Mr G to see. Then I saw them, it was Mamma Tracy and Auntie Joanna. I was so happy to see Auntie Joanna because she brings my room service and takes me on my play dates. I don’t know how but my tail got the strength to wag. It must of upset them because when they saw the bag with my wee and my tail wag the 2 of them started crying like little babies.
The Dr. said it was good that my kidneys finally worked but I wasn’t out of the woods yet. “Out of the woods?” I thought. I’m in a cot, I haven’t seen a tree since I got here. The next day I was feeling a bit better. I even had the strength to go out for a little walk. I still didn’t want to eat though. I don’t know why but I just wasn’t hungry. Mr G arrived for a visit with a whole picnic for me. The poor man had been up cooking everything he could think of. I really wanted to try eat but the thought of eating made me feel even more ill 🙁 I did manage to eat a little bit of liver though and it made everyone happy. I wouldn’t mind that bowl of liver now as it was super yummy.
Although I could make a wee now I still felt so tired and poorly. The Dr. ran more blood tests and saw that my body was fighting my own blood cells. I thought seriously, first my kidneys went on strike and now my body is killing the good guys, I just can’t catch a break here.
We all had restless nights during the coming week because I would feel a little better and then I would feel poorly again. I didn’t know whether I was up or down.
Dr. Chad woke up at 2am thinking of another test he could send off to the lab, so when he got into the hospital the next morning he took more blood.
(For a while there I thought he was a secret vampire, based on the amount of my blood he took) and he sent it off to the labs and his sleepless night was worth it because what he had suspected was right I had Autoimmune hemolytic anemia (AIHA)
I began new treatment for this and slowly but surely my red blood cells began to increase and my kidney levels began to level out. Wooohooo we all thought “yeah, I am on the mend”. Now Ive been in the hospital for 10 days which is a long time but everyone knows me and they all come to see how I’m doing. I had lovely visits from our volunteers Marna and Chantelle and I made friends with some other sick doggies while I was there. All the mammas and pappas were talking about how much they loved their furkids and how awesome it was that I was getting better because they all thought I wasn’t going to make it. I tell you Mamma Tracys smile touched her ears she was so happy. One of the families even paid towards my vet bill, which Mamma Tracy said she would panic about later, right now I needed to get better.
I finally got better and began to eat some chicken and rice, so Dr. Chad said I could go home. Woohoo. Well panic pants Mamma Tracy said she would take me home with her so she could check on me during the night. My first night was a doozy, I was very tired from all the excitement and my kidneys were still trying to make up time from their strike so we didn’t really get much sleep because I was up and down like a yo-yo. The next day I wasn’t hungry again so off we went back to the vet. When they checked my blood my potassium level was really low so I had to go back into hospital again to be put on a drip.
By the next day I felt better and I was eating up a storm. So I got to go home again after a few days, this time I made sure I stayed. I’ve been staying at mamma Tracy at night and the centre during the day, so that hopefully I can find my forever home, now that Im feeling better. I had my 10 day check up this week and Dr. Chad was so happy with my progress.
Every day I was fighting to live in hospital, all of my friendies from around the world sent me love, light and prayers and they kept me warm everyday. I needed your love and support to make me strong and you never let me down. Thank you so much friendies for loving me.
So you see friends Dogtown dogs are miracle dogs. You can call me MIRACLE SPICE.
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