Raise the ‘Woof’ Wednesday – Rescued: A Dog Named Valentine

Happy Valentine’s Day to this boy…
What a story!
On Sunday, February 9th, Larry and I were driving to dinner during a snowstorm and saw a pit bull running down Ladue Road. In the 16 years I’ve known Larry and have driven around Ladue, I have never seen a stray dog there, let alone a pit bull!
We tried to coax him into the car, but he was terrified. Turning onto Lindbergh Blvd., we followed him as he ran along the middle concrete barrier. With our flashers on, we drove slowly alongside him with

the door open.  I even stopped and got out, but he took off.  A few cars behind us could see the dog and what we were trying to do. By this time it was snowing hard and the streets were covered.  He stopped in a parking lot to eat scraps he’d found, so we pulled in. A nice guy in his early 20s saw us and pulled over to offer crackers. The dog’s ribs were showing, and he was obviously starving. He lowered his head and eyed me as a I got out of the car and moved towards him, not sure whether he should continue eating the scraps and risk being captured, or skip the meal and run.

Fear won, and he ran.
He ran down a side street, so I followed him, but my car was sliding in the snow. Larry had had enough of Lynne’s Rescue Rover mission and wanted to eat. I’m sure he regretted letting me drive to dinner. But we lost sight of the dog anyway, so…
Mission aborted.
Back at home, I posted on Facebook the video I took of him running, hoping someone would see it and  catch him.  I couldn’t get him out of my head. It was freezing outside. How would he survive? What if he got hit by a car? 
Four days later, that’s what happened.
On February 13th, a girl named Tracy, whom I didn’t know, messaged me on Facebook that she saw a picture of a dog who’d been hit by a car that night that looked like the one I had posted.  We found through Facebook messages that he was taken to Animal Control. The town where he was hit, St. Charles, was 12 miles away. I didn’t see how it could possibly be the same dog. 
But it was.
Unbelievably, we found through witnesses (via Facebook) that the dog had first been hit on the morning of February 13th, somehow ran another mile, and was hit again at 6:00 at night, this time severely. A police officer stopped traffic and several people helped secure the dog. He was taken to Animal Control, where Tracy knew the supervisor, and we were told he’d be taken to a vet the next morning.  On the morning of February 14th, I drove 35 minutes in the snow and sleet to see the dog whom the vet had named Valentine.  After finding out he had a dislocated and severely fractured femur and abrasions everywhere, and knowing that normally in this case Animal Control would have him euthanized because they don’t have the funds to save a severely injured stray dog with no microchip or tags, Tracy and I decided to save him.  So many people – especially ME! – had put too much time, energy and emotion into him to let him die.
We got a rescue, CAPA, to back him, but we agreed to be financially responsible, as they, like so many small rescues, are extremely short on funds.  With Animal Control’s permission, I drove him to VSS, a specialty veterinary hospital.  His options were amputation of the severely broken leg or a femoral head and neck excision to try to save it. I opted to save it. He had surgery that night, February 14th.  I left VSS at 4:00 in the afternoon and hurried home to my human valentine…just in time for dinner  🙂
Valentine will need follow up visits and physical therapy but otherwise is doing very well. The police officer who was on the scene is interested in adopting him, so we’ve kept him in the loop.
In the meantime, if anyone could please donate to his surgery and care, I would really, really, REALLY appreciate it! Thank you so much 🙂 Even five or 10 dollars…it all adds up!
You can also see updates on his Facebook page at Valentine’s Journey 
If you’re unable to donate, please go to his page, “like” it and share or share this blog post. Thank you all!! 

Picture I took as he was running down Lindbergh on February 9th. Heavy snow started falling (you can see it a little bit in the light near the top of the picture) and within ten minutes the streets were covered.
He had a loose collar on

The picture posted on February 13th after he had been hit by at least two cars…once in the morning and this time, which was at 6:00 at night. You can see his dislocated back left leg.

Skinny baby 😦 at Animal Conrol

This is at the first vet’s office before I took him to VSS

It was February 14th when he was taken from Animal Control in the morning to the vet, where they named him Valentine

I spent four hours at the first vet as we tried to figure out what to do and to find a rescue to back him. This vet office kitty snuggled up to me as I waited 🙂

At the first vet’s office, they gave him pain medicine, so he was pretty loopy when I saw him

Transferring him from the first vet’s office to my car for the ride to VSS

The day after surgery

A pain patch on his shoulder 

The poor boy was a mess…His underside was black and blue

And everything was swollen 😦
But he felt better every day and was released on Monday, four days after surgery.
Tracy took him to the doggie daycare she owns, which is where he is now.
The first night out of the hospital…
He has a heart-shaped freckle on the tip of his nose
I made a valentine for my Valentine

Below are short video clips….
I took this of him running down Lindbergh on February 9th.

The day I took him from Animal Control to VSS for his surgery. He had been slightly sedated here in preparation for surgery:
Leaving the hospital:
His first night out of the hospital he was crying because he didn’t want to be alone. He was used to the bright hospital lights and people everywhere:
He knows “shake”!
He was very quiet and aloof the first few days. We weren’t sure if he was friendly, but look at that tail wag…finally! 
Thank you to all the people involved….those who went out in the snowstorm to look for him the first night I sent out a plea; Tracy who helped me find him, is giving him tender loving care, made him a Facebook page, and is helping to raise funds; the police officer who stopped traffic and was with him when he was hurt; everyone who has donated; and everyone who has visited him. 
For all who have cared…thank you.


Raise the ‘Woof’ Wednesday – Where Are They Now?

Pretend it says “Raise the Woof Thursday
A while back I posted on Stray Rescue’s Facebook page this collage I made of my friend Sandy’s dog, Normm.  It got over 1,000 “likes.” It may just be coincidence, but  recently Stray Rescue began a feature called Where are They Now?, before and after stories of severely injured dogs at the time of rescue and today in their new homes. I think it’s wonderful!

And guess what? The most recent Where are They Now?  featured Normm!

Look how happy he is with Sandy and her husband Steve:   Normm today

Read this!! The original Stray Rescue story of Normm’s rescue still makes his mom cry.

He celebrated his 3rd birthday at doggie daycare a few days ago. Love you, Normm!

The Watering Bowl does pictures like this for birthdays 🙂

Before (Abuse and Neglect) and After (TLC): Dog Rescue Transformations

Over the years I’ve collected Facebook pictures of rescued dogs and turned them into before and after collages.

Before  abused, neglected or tortured by evil subhumans

After – cared for by loving angels
I know some of these are hard to look at, but bear with me, because


And don’t miss the pictures of my friends’ dogs and their amazing stories at the end.

Someone called Stray Rescue to report a dead dog (below). Randy and his team arrived to find he was actually alive, but barely. His story was shown on the media, and Former St. Louis Blues President John Davidson and his family adopted him!  Read Pearson’s Stray Rescue story
The following dogs were either fostered or adopted by my friends:
Randy, from Stray Rescue, found Normm in an area known for dog fighting.  Normm’s leg, swarming with maggots, was so infected and neglected for so long that it ate through the bone.  His leg had to be amputated, but he recovered…
…and now goes to the doggie daycare where I work.  He doesn’t even look like the same dog. I love this picture of him. He looks so happy. To really get a grasp of Normm’s transformation, you need to read Normm’s rescue story. It’s incredible.
Run, Normm, Run!

I made this collage:

My friend Sandy (right) adopted Normm. (By the way, can you believe Sandy is 67?)
My friend Lynn adopted Olivia, whom Randy had named Our Little Girl. Read Olivia’s rescue story
but be forewarned that Randy titled it “One of the Worst Days I can Remember.” A group of us planned to attend Olivia’s abuser’s court hearing a few weeks ago, but it was postponed. Olivia even has her own Facebook page called Friends of Olivia.
Olivia is now thriving and gorgeous. She goes to the doggie daycare where I work, and I absolutely ADORE her…she is the biggest goofball! Here she is with her brother Cabbage, also from Stray Rescue.
Photo by Lynn
Photo by Lynn
My friend Kelly’s foster, Dakari, had mange so bad that her skin bled when touched…

…Now named Gabby (left), she’s living the good life with her brother Dink
Gamble (below) was in bad shape when Randy found him. My friend Nancy took him home as a foster and fattened him up to become a beautiful boy! Sadly, after being with her for a few months he was found to have prostate cancer. He became a permanent member of their family, and was spoiled and loved until the day he died.  (Love you, Gam Gam!)
After Gamble died, Nancy fostered this puppy named Destin. I don’t remember his story, but obviously he was neglected and starved…
…and here he is after only a few weeks with her.  He’s since been adopted by a family.
Nancy’s newest foster, Handsome Harry (sweetest thing ever)…
Another one of Kelly’s mange fosters, Cool Hand Luke (Luke)…
…and after, with his adoptive family
Peeps (below), found on Easter, had been stabbed in the side and her neck sliced open. (Yes, people really do this.) She was fostered by my friend Sally and is on a trial visit with a potential family. You can see one of her scars in the picture below, but she’s healing beautifully, and is so friendly.
My friend Kathleen’s dog, Aylen, was found by Randy barely able to sit up.
Kathleen adopted her and spoils her rotten. Here she is with her brother Charlie, also a Stray Rescue dog.

To all my friends who foster and to all the angels who rescue, THANK YOU from the bottom of MY heart…and THEIRS.