Willow was beautiful when she first came to the shelter. A lovely, white and brown American Bull Terrier mix, we thought this sweet young stray would be adopted in no time . . . as soon as we could get her spayed. But Willow left for a veterinarian's office one morning and returned a medical disaster due to a botched spay-job: within a half hour of her return to the shelter, her incision split open and her intestines spilled partially out of her body. Luckily for Willow an alert kennel worker, Danta Williams, was checking up on her and saw blood all over her kennel.
Heroic efforts were made and her life was saved . . . But poor Willow's nightmare was not over. When that same vet returned Willow to the shelter after tending to this emergency, he failed to inform us of the severe trauma to her body or tell us of the special care she needed. Within hours it was apparent she could not get her fill of water, could not hold water down, and could not eat except for very small quantities. Our formerly healthy, vibrant young girl began starving to death.
A PAL volunteer took Willow home, where her condition improved briefly but then deteriorated. Willow was rushed to a different vet, who held out some hope for her. That vet, Dr. Jakimer at Manor Veterinary Hospital, was her savior. He immediately diagnosed what had happened to her from the botched surgery.
After treatment Willow went back to PAL foster care, where she was on a variety of medications and was able to keep small amounts of food down when fed every couple of hours. Twice more we almost lost her, but this girl wanted to live, and knew how much we loved her and were rooting for her. After several months, and countless vet bills, her energy returned and she began to act like a young, healthy dog again.
One of Willow's unique talents was mimicing the barks and cries of the other dogs she was living with. She became a joy to her foster "Mom", but everyone knew Willow deserved a home of her own. We worried about finding someone willing to adopt a dog that would need a her diet monitored for the rest of her life . . . but Willow's gentle spirit and clownish antics won over that one person that was meant to be hers. She is now in a wonderful permanent home, with a "sister" dachshund and a loving person, who both adore her.