Mrs Miserable.....

Mrs miserable is all I can think of calling her. We found this street dog, or should I call it beach dog(?) on our beach  September 29, 2010 while she tried to get some nutrients out of an old rotten coconut. It wasn't hard to reach out to her as friendly as she was, with a tub of food and get her to trott along with me across the street back to our home.

She was very smelly and full of scabs and wounds, mange and whatever else apart from her absolutely thin body.
It was
heartbreaking.
I was amazed that she still had the strength of walking. I had only 2 choices here. Leave her to die on the beach or take her home over the weekend and then to SPCA and put her down. It wasn't hard¨to choose.


To ensure her some peace, from my other dogs and neighbor dogs, I locked her up in my veggie garden, covered a corner with a sheet for shade.

During the 2 days I got to know her very well.

I fed her every 2 hours and made it as comfortable as possible for her and talked a lot to her. I was hurt by looking at this wreck of beautiful natured dog that has been so neglected and to be honest it was hard to touch her at first.
I was just worried she break if I did.

There was only kindness and gratefulness in her eyes and in her personality. How could this have  happened?

The last night it rained. I covered her corner with a tarp and gave her a raised bed with a mattress on so she could stay dry. She loved it! I then sat with her for a long time, talked to her and pat her bony body and cried for her. What a shame to have to put her down. If I had had a place with a pen I would have given her a second chance in life. This is also one of the purposes with this fund. To create a second chance shelter for these lost street dogs in Fiji.        

On Monday it was time.

I picked her up gently wrapped in a sheet for a car ride to Nadi to SPCA.

She wasn't worried at all about getting in the car nor the ride itself. She seemed rather enjoying it.

Miserable was put down on Monday the 1st of October and that was a real challenge. There was no veins to use on this bony body so it took a while. I felt really bad for Miserable just sitting there waiting to get it over with as well as for Sue at SPCA west whom really struggled. Finally she was knocked out and it was easier to give her the shot straight into her heart. Then she was put to rest.
I was truly sad to have to do this but SPCA have no shelter here in the west nor does anybody else either. They are also lack of food, cages etc. and staff to be able to make such a rescue a happy one. This is when I wrote on my facebook. I urged for donations to Fiji Street dogs.

That is how the thought of this blog started.....and became real after Flicka died.