I had a long night last night. Many different rescue groups were sharing this dog all day yesterday.
The girl who saw him only took a photo and posted it.
I don’t want to judge, but I don’t understand how you can leave an animal
who needs urgent help.
I woke up Amir and Caki at 2 a.m. last night, and they immediately said:
“Ok, we are on the way.”
The dog is an Amstaff. He can’t move. He can only stand.
We don’t know what happened to him.
Maybe he was s.h σt, because he was found near a village in the woods.
Maybe a t.u ḿor. Maybe a t.e ŕrible fracture. Maybe a snake bite.
We could only guess.
I couldn’t sleep all night until I knew he was f.o ∪nd.
I burst into tears thinking about him alone in the woods,
in p.a ìn, s.u ƒfering, with nowhere to go.
He is such a sweetheart. He never stops wagging his tail.
His ears are cropped, which means he once had an owner.
Someone who chose to do that to him.
And then th.r ℮w him away like gar.b αge.
Left him to d.i ℮ a slow, h.o ŕrible d.e αth.
Because he couldn’t even move to find food or water.
We were on the way to the vet.
I don’t remember the last time I cr.i ℮d like I did that day.
Maybe I shouldn’t have cr.i ℮d in front of him,
but I couldn’t control myself.
He was named Alphonzo.
I hoped it was an old in.j ∪ry or a snake bite.
But it wasn’t. It was worse.
After the X-rays, we saw it was a t.u ḿor.
His leg was completely deformed.
It smelled very bad. And he was in t.e ŕrible p.a ìn.
I’ve never seen anything like this.
I don’t understand why animals have to s.u ƒfer so much.
Why?
All we could do that day was an X-ray,
antibiotics, and painkillers.
I couldn’t leave him at the clinic overnight,
so I took him home with me.
That night, we c.r ìed together.
We prayed together.
We hoped that tomorrow would be better.
The next day we went back to the vet
for more tests and b.l σod work, a chest X-ray,
and a CT scan to c.h ℮ck for metastases.
I was praying there were none.
Most likely,
his leg would have to be am.p ∪tated.
I already loved him.
And the thought that we might be too late
was k.i łling me.
But his eyes… his eyes were telling me to believe.
Believe that he would be ok.
I promised him I would do everything
to save him.
Thank you to everyone who helped us in this fight.
He kept wagging his tail, giving me kisses,
and that broke my heart even more.
He had a good appetite.
At least that was a good sign.
Go, go Alphonzo!
You will live, my baby.
You are strong.
You will beat this t.u ḿor.
I believe in you, my darling.
I love you.
Day 2
Alphonzo,
we are on the way to the vet.
Wish us luck.
The c.h ℮st X-ray showed
there were no metastases.
We all started c.r ɣing
from happiness.
He was put on IV
and scheduled for leg am.p ∪tation that same day.
I felt everything at once: happy,
worried, sad, tense.
I can’t even explain it.
His b.l σod work showed anemia, but the leg had to be am.p ∪tated urgently.
We couldn’t wait another day.
Now everything depended on him.
But I believed. I believed he would make it.
It was a long day.
But with t.e αrs of joy in my eyes,
I can say this:
Alphonzo made it.
A difficult, long surgery was successful.
His front leg was am.p ∪tated,
and a 6-kilo t.u ḿor was removed.
He survived. The next 48 hours were c.r ìtical.
Day 4
Alphonzo left the clinic last night. He is doing great.
He is a fighter. And he will be just fine.
He is still anemic, but we will fix that
with vitamins and quality food.
He is now in a private foster home under Merima’s care,
who is also a vet nurse.
I am so happy for him. And I know all of you are too.
Thank you to the amazing vet team who saved his life.
And to the m.o חster who left him in the woods to s.u ƒfer — I wish you the same p.a ìn.
Alphonzo survived.
He will have a normal, happy life. And one day,
he will find a home
with someone who loves him
more than themselves.We love you, Alphonzo.
Day 7
Alphonzo wishes you all a good night
and thanks you for your help.
He is enjoying his dinner, and my heart is full
seeing him so happy after everything he has been through.
He has a great appetite. Our little fighter.
He made it this far on his own, and now,
with an army of people supporting him,
sending love and financial help,
he will go even further.
Onwards and upwards, my love.
Day 10
Alphonzo is pure love. His recovery is going as expected.
The w.o ∪nd is being cleaned regularly.
There is mucus,
but given the condition of his leg,
this is expected. His bandages are changed constantly,
and compression bandaging is applied
because his shoulder blade was also removed.
But he is strong. A real fighter.
We all love you, sweet boy.
Day 25
Alphonzo is doing great.
His w.o und is healing beautifully.
No complications.
He is a sweetheart. He loves people,
kids, dogs, and he doesn’t even react to cats.
He’s about a year old.
Once the free s.p αy/n.e ∪ter program starts again, he will be n.e ∪tered
and ready for adoption.
I hope someone falls in love with this boy
and gives him the home he deserves.
A huge thank you to Meri and Franjo
for taking such wonderful care of him, for keeping him in their home — not in cages.
Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.
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