He was about two months old. Hunger and hypothermia had reduced his blood sugar and energy levels to the point where he could barely stand. I couldn’t just ignore him—I put him in the car and drove him to the vet, holding a warm heater close by, stroking his tangled fur, and quietly coaxing him to keep fighting.
A small, living hope: sometimes just a little attention can change a fate.
At the clinic, the puppy looked almost lifeless: his gaze dull, his body limp. It was unbearable to realize that someone had allowed him to s.u ƒfer. The doctors had to act immediately—delay would have meant the eחd.
The woman who found him said the puppy belonged to neighbors—they’d given him as a gift for a child. He was left uncared for, and over time, he emaciated and was abandoned. She watched him wander around his owners’ house alone for several days until she decided to intervene and call for help.
We named him Tuku. Despite his exhaustion, he still had the will to live. He spent two days in intensive care, surrounded by sterile light, equipment, and attentive hands. We never left his side—we spoke tenderly, petted him, and fed him small portions, giving him everything we could.
Key Medical Facts
- Tuku received three bl․o σd transfusions.
- His hematocrit rose from 7 to 24—a significant improvement.
- After the transfusions, his overall energy and resistance improved.
It wasn’t an instant victory—but the transfusions gave him a chance, and he seized it. His strength returned with each passing day, although standing on his paws was still difficult.
The puppy’s skin was affected by severe demodicosis: hair remained only in isolated patches, and the skin was dry and cracked. I couldn’t help but think about those who abandoned him—such indifference hurts more than physical p․a ìn.
Indifference is also a form of vi․o łence: it leaves those who can’t stand up for themselves defenseless.
The veterinarian prescribed medicated skin repair products. Once his condition stabilized, we took Tuka home for ongoing care. At home, we began bathing him with medicated shampoos, regularly applying ointments and creams, moisturizing treatments, and especially gentle handling during every contact.
Moisturizers helped reduce the cracks and irritation, and a slow recovery process began. His diet was adjusted: frequent but small portions of nutritious food were given to avoid overloading his weakened stomach. Rest and affection also became part of the therapy.
What’s important when caring for such a puppy:
- Gentle, gradual feedings in small portions.
- Regular care for the affected skin—medicinal baths and ointments.
A warm, safe place to sleep and a calm environment. Every step was a small victory: he was learning to regain his balance; the first steps were shaky but consistent. His trust in people grew: when I put my hand on him, he leaned in more and more often and relaxed.
He devoured his food with such hunger, as if he were afraid the bowl would empty. I sat nearby and watched; his every movement was a reminder of the days he’d lived through. Subsequent visits to the vet confirmed his progress: his b․l σod counts improved, his skin became clearer, and his steps became more confident.
Every gram of weight regained and every new strand of fur was the result of patience and care.
Tuk’s new home gave him not only a roof and a bowl, but also a sense of belonging. At night, when the whole house was quiet, I listened to his even breathing; it was confirmation that he had been rescued. He no longer trembled with fear—his sleep had become deep, and caring had become a habit.
I often thought of the woman who called and showed genuine concern. She didn’t know the puppy, but she saw the value of life and decided to help—her act was a turning point. There are many forgotten creatures in the world; sometimes all they need is one pair of eyes, ready to notice even one kind act.
The Main Lessons of This Story
- Even small efforts can give a chance for recovery.
- Timely veterinary care can sometimes decide a fate.
- Human kindness can restore trust and bring back the joy of life.
Today, Tuku has almost fully recovered: his fur is back, his gaze is clear, and his gait is confident. He has learned to find joy in simple things—a warm bed, a full bowl, and a touch. We continue to care for his skin and monitor his health, but now it’s become a routine, not a fi․g Ꮵt for his life.
Conclusion
Tuku’s story is a reminder that rescue often begins with small steps: a determined act from a stranger, a visit to the veterinarian, and patient care around a bowl in the quiet of the night. The puppy’s life changed because someone cared. The key is to stay involved: your support could be someone else’s second chance.
