Sunday, on the way home from the clinic to feed our horde, we stopped by to check on/feed a group of dumped dogs that Sean came across a few weeks ago.
They have found some degree of shelter in a disused camp/homestead in the woods but have grown worryingly thin.
This sweet girl is skeletal, nervous and nursing.
While putting out food I heard the unmistakable squeals of puppies.
We know the person who lives at this camp and that he hadn't been using it lately so I went in to investigate.
The mosquitoes are terrible.
We gave them water and made sure their mom ate.
8 puppies in all. I don't know what we can do for them.
This is a poignant discovery for us because it has been almost exactly 7 years since we brought in Gracie and her 8 puppies. All of those dogs are still our family and I can't bear the thought of them growing up hungry and homeless.
A bit depressing but fitting that we discovered them on the day of the clinic. Small victories are important but the problems are enormous, they won't be solved easily or overnight. Helpful suggestions and homes for these pups needed!