Well, it was a tough weekend. Poor Annie got sick late Friday night and we were up most of the night so I took her to my vet early Saturday morning. He had some new information for us. Instead of Annie being a 1 year old pup, he is thinking she is between 3-5 years old and leaning more towards the later side. With the way she is acting and by the looks of her tummy, we are thinking it is very likely that this poor girl was used at a puppy mill for breeding. Who knows how many litters she had before either being thrown away or getting loose. The vet also thought she had most likely never seen the light of day by the way she acts outside.
I have called in a pro who is coming on Saturday to help. She has worked with many puppy mill dogs and 99 percent of them have had happy endings with tails wagging and wonderful outcomes. As I already knew, it is just going to take LOTS of time and patience. Annie has never been able to just be a dog. It's time to rewrite her story.
After some medication and special food Annie is doing well. The blood work came back all good too so at least we know she is healthy physically. Now, we just need to work on the mental health.
To leave this note with a positive...since we got our fence installed, Annie has been able to go out without the leash and is learning to deal with outside. She still won't go out without being led by her collar with much resistance but she is getting a little better each day.
At least we can say she is no longer known as little orphan Annie!