This is a story of a beatiful Wolf Hybrid, who's life was shortened unexpectedly. This was written by her owner. www.wolfhuskypups.comThis is Red Dawn's story: Dawn came from an affiliate (and great friend) of Mine that sells Beautiful High Contents. Dawn was not the best looking baby, so She didn't find a home during Her very important bonding time. As You can see She blossomed into a Beautiful Hybrid, but it took awhile. A Guy ended up adopting Her from My Affiliate. He was warned that because She wasn't being purchased as a pup but instead a 6 month old, She would take a lot of work to bring around. She loved My affiliate, but knew No One else and was very shy. Well He was unable to get Her to act like He wanted Her to be, so rather then Her going back to My affiliate, I offered to take Her because I had the time to work with Her. It took Me a year to earn Her trust and love. I was Her Person. She loved Me and only Me.
Dawn had this problem with going out on Her own to adventure. That's one of The reasons The Guy that adopted Her couldn't handle Her, She was an escape artist. I personally don't like caging animals. Instead of caging Her when She came to Me, We spent a lot of money using other methods to keep Her safe within Our property. Unfortunately She was smarter than Our methods. She would climb trees to get over the barriers meant to keep Her safe. We then cut down the Trees. She Then would bring furniture, wood blocks, basically anything She could drag to get over the barriers. She would always come home to Me, sometimes with a gift meant for Her alpha ( Me ) I would always thank Her, no matter how disgusting the "treat" She brought Me was because I knew it was Her way of showing Her feelings for Me. The thing is, once She got pregnant, Her desire to explore changed. She would never let Me out of Her site. I could stand in the front Yard with Her off leash and She would go no where. After She had Her litter, She acted the same way, no desire to go anywhere, that is until That night. Dawn and I were outside for Her usual potty and play break away from the Babies. She looked up at Me and looked towards the street. She looked at Me again. I could feel what She was thinking. I said Dawn, No trying to distract Her enough to grab Her. She bolted, but not before throwing Me a look back like Don't worry, I just need a break, I will be back.
Well She did come back. This time with a Giant Hawk like bird that had been dead for some time. It had bullet wounds from some evil Person out just to kill, then leave it to poison somebodies Family member. Well, not trying to panic, I took it from Her, noticed how bad it really was and checked to see if She had ate any of It. It was mostly intact from What I could see (although there was a leg missing) I called the Animal Hospital an hour from My house (it was late and no local vets were open) and They told Me Dogs have strong stomachs and just watch Her closely. I did watch Her closely and She seemed fine for a bit. Just as I was beginning to feel relieved, She started having diarrhea, within a few minutes She was vomiting. I called My usual vets who had just opened for the day and They explained My doctor was had emergency surgery that morning on a horse. I called My back up vet and He wasn't in. I ended up going somewhere I had never gone before because They said They could see Her now. It ended up being a vet tech, and She was trying to be a hero instead of listening to Me. She claimed Dawn had a calcium defiencancy because of being a first time mom and nursing. I explained to Her, She gets supplements, and wasn't nursing the babies. The babies were being bottle fed. I told Her over and over about the Hawk and She said trust Me I have seen this before, its a calcium issue. She then gave Her calcium shots, which of coarse did nothing because She had no deficiency. All of My animals get vitamin, supplements and high quality food, and mothers whether nursing or not get even more. Dawn slipped into a coma and died minutes later. There are three People to blame. First Me, for thinking She was never going to go off again because She hadn't in months. I shouldve taken more precautions to keep Her safe. Second, the Person or People who shot that bird and left it. Third, a vet tech who had Her mind made up and was wrong.
Now You see why My heart is broken. She was mine and I was Hers and there will never be another like Her.
Dawn had this problem with going out on Her own to adventure. That's one of The reasons The Guy that adopted Her couldn't handle Her, She was an escape artist. I personally don't like caging animals. Instead of caging Her when She came to Me, We spent a lot of money using other methods to keep Her safe within Our property. Unfortunately She was smarter than Our methods. She would climb trees to get over the barriers meant to keep Her safe. We then cut down the Trees. She Then would bring furniture, wood blocks, basically anything She could drag to get over the barriers. She would always come home to Me, sometimes with a gift meant for Her alpha ( Me ) I would always thank Her, no matter how disgusting the "treat" She brought Me was because I knew it was Her way of showing Her feelings for Me. The thing is, once She got pregnant, Her desire to explore changed. She would never let Me out of Her site. I could stand in the front Yard with Her off leash and She would go no where. After She had Her litter, She acted the same way, no desire to go anywhere, that is until That night. Dawn and I were outside for Her usual potty and play break away from the Babies. She looked up at Me and looked towards the street. She looked at Me again. I could feel what She was thinking. I said Dawn, No trying to distract Her enough to grab Her. She bolted, but not before throwing Me a look back like Don't worry, I just need a break, I will be back.
Well She did come back. This time with a Giant Hawk like bird that had been dead for some time. It had bullet wounds from some evil Person out just to kill, then leave it to poison somebodies Family member. Well, not trying to panic, I took it from Her, noticed how bad it really was and checked to see if She had ate any of It. It was mostly intact from What I could see (although there was a leg missing) I called the Animal Hospital an hour from My house (it was late and no local vets were open) and They told Me Dogs have strong stomachs and just watch Her closely. I did watch Her closely and She seemed fine for a bit. Just as I was beginning to feel relieved, She started having diarrhea, within a few minutes She was vomiting. I called My usual vets who had just opened for the day and They explained My doctor was had emergency surgery that morning on a horse. I called My back up vet and He wasn't in. I ended up going somewhere I had never gone before because They said They could see Her now. It ended up being a vet tech, and She was trying to be a hero instead of listening to Me. She claimed Dawn had a calcium defiencancy because of being a first time mom and nursing. I explained to Her, She gets supplements, and wasn't nursing the babies. The babies were being bottle fed. I told Her over and over about the Hawk and She said trust Me I have seen this before, its a calcium issue. She then gave Her calcium shots, which of coarse did nothing because She had no deficiency. All of My animals get vitamin, supplements and high quality food, and mothers whether nursing or not get even more. Dawn slipped into a coma and died minutes later. There are three People to blame. First Me, for thinking She was never going to go off again because She hadn't in months. I shouldve taken more precautions to keep Her safe. Second, the Person or People who shot that bird and left it. Third, a vet tech who had Her mind made up and was wrong.
Now You see why My heart is broken. She was mine and I was Hers and there will never be another like Her.
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