1,628 Miles for Love

Sitting in the boarding facility waiting for transport was no picnic for Sundae. To her it was simply a move from one scary place to another. She had no idea that in this place her life wasn't in danger. She only knew that it was another cage, in another place filled with dogs.
She still hadn't been given a name and was known simply as Rat Terrier female. Now that her life was spared, it was time to give her a name, something new to start her new life with. I couldn't think of anything that seemed to suit her, so I asked my closest friend for suggestions, and her name of Sundae was given. Sundae fits her well as her colors are just like that of a hot fudge sundae. She is chocolate and white with just a few tan points, and very sweet.

Sundae's health quickly declined in the boarding facility. She had a nasty cough, a case of heart worms, and her weight dropped daily. Although she was being treated with antibiotics, there was no improvement. Depression set in, and she seemed to want to just give up. Sundae was frightened, alone, and ill, a combination that takes a toll on even the strongest of dogs.

Arranging a transport for her was taking too long, and her health was getting worse. When we were finally able to get her on a transport the veterinarian deemed her too sick to travel. It was looking bad for Sundae. With her transport cancelled due to her illness and treatments not helping her, it seemed as though hope was lost for her, but Sundae hadn't given up and neither would we!

The only chance Sundae had to get better was to get her into the rescue. If we could just get her here, she would be in a home surrounded with love. Like humans, dogs suffer from depression. Sundae was in a cage, feeling unloved and unwanted, it would be nearly impossible for her health to improve in those circumstances. Finally we had our chance! A transport halfway here was ready to go, and the vet gave the OK for her to get on it. The only problem now was that she would have to go into boarding once again to wait for the second half of her transport. Would she be strong enough to survive yet another boarding kennel? There was no way to know for sure, but it was our only hope.