Daisy was abused when she was a puppy, and apparently it was by a man who wore a hat, because she is wary of such. We adopted her from a shelter a day before she was supposed to be put to sleep. She is a half-lab, half-shepherd mix and I don't know what I'd do without her.
When we adopted her, we were lower middle-class and could barely take care of ourselves, but we got some free care for Daisy early on thanks to my mom's coworkers. My mom was long-distance dating a vet professor from VT, and he sent us continued heartworm prevention. Still, we lived in Texas and who knows what could've happened.
Now, two years later, we finally got Daisy officially checked out (even though my stepdad knew she was okay, she needed to be registered here in Georgia and such), and she's at 100% health. I'm still full of relief!
When we adopted her, we were lower middle-class and could barely take care of ourselves, but we got some free care for Daisy early on thanks to my mom's coworkers. My mom was long-distance dating a vet professor from VT, and he sent us continued heartworm prevention. Still, we lived in Texas and who knows what could've happened.
Now, two years later, we finally got Daisy officially checked out (even though my stepdad knew she was okay, she needed to be registered here in Georgia and such), and she's at 100% health. I'm still full of relief!
