Her life needed an INSTANT turnaround.
And she had NO idea.
On her LAST DAY.
It was Black Friday and hordes of Los Angeles shoppers were cramming retail spaces in hope of returning home with new TVs, new clothes, new prizes.
The Mutt Scouts traveled to South LA shelter, on this rainy day, with hope of returning home with new chances, new lives-in-need, and in all sizes.
After about four hours there – with the help of the brilliant and loved Tomika Johnson – and as a vast array of new Scouts were about to be loaded for the return,
one of our other absolute favorite humans – Andrea Braver – whose additional hard work at South LA, quality outlook, and legendary heart have always been an inspiration –
walked toward us with someone in her arms.
“She’s being put down.”
“She’s older. In the medical room. For space.”
Before our eyes was the sweetest, unassuming, and unaware senior.
This poor soul stared at us with both warmth and uncertainty.
She was filthy, stained, extremely matted, rotted teeth – ignored & unkempt. Her face and ears had been shaved down because of matting and so she could see.
From the looks and smell, she was dumped in a yard for years, before then being dumped on the streets.
And before we get in to the next moments, Let us be clear:
It is not the shelter’s fault, nor anyone that works with or for the shelter that this life was to end today, and in this way.
They are overcrowded for a reason. And that reason is not because they wish to be.
This old gal had people at one point. We try to stay outside of judgement because not a lot is gained there.
But need to make certain, that any fingers pointed, are not pointed at the people working so diligently to save lives, at the shelter.
“Let’s go. She’s coming.”
It did not take but a second to know that it was up to us to see that the twilight chapter of this kid’s life, would be her best read yet.
Enter: Liz Farley-Andersen. An awesome human that ran a marathon, and donated the proceeds to us to save others, as we once did her sweet Sophie.
As a gesture of appreciation, we told Liz we would be naming a new Scout after her…and we did.
We said when they met up that she could look into her eyes, and choose the name she wished.
First order for “Liz” was a trip to the vet. The doctor saw her and confirmed what we previously deduced, and also charted what Liz would next need.
Before any surgeries, next up, was to free her from her mats, and bathe her several times.
Liz – whose quick nickname was “White Diamonds” – was instantly grateful for the attention, and the human contact.
After her cut, her deep-cleaning, her blow out, and her soft gourmet meal, she spent the night at the vets wrapped in warmth, as we planned her next step.
Her next vet visit included her long overdue spay, and a most necessary dental, where she had ten rotted teeth removed.
Liz was then sent into foster for her recovery.
With every word in her new chapter, you could not find an easier, gentler, whisper of a spirit, who is thrilled to sit quietly next to anyone.
We began calling her Hope Diamond.
A definite gem to us. Any purported curse from the past, was now broken.
Here forward: Only the Finest and Best.
Hope has been thriving in foster.
We brought Hope along to a Mobile Adoption. She enjoys car rides and it was a sunny day, so we knew she would have a nice time.
A kind family was coming to see a ten-month-old Poodle pup that they had seen online.
After meeting the youngster, they then asked who that was, sitting over there.
Then this happened:
And on the same day that Hope’s life took it Biggest, Boldest and Most-Deserved turn…On the day that she First came to learn that these lovely humans
would be everything to her, and she to them…On the day she First met their beautiful home and bid farewell to the Scouts,
Hope also took a drive to her human’s vacation cabin, and did something else for the First Time Ever in her several years…
Hope met Snow.