About two years ago I was working at a Dog Daycare and boarding facility, and we got in one particular little dog… a miniature poodle, or at least that’s what they said. It was hard to tell what species she was, let alone breed. When I saw her my first thought was that I’d never seen a dog so old or decrepit, and that she had maybe weeks to live (I wish that were an exaggeration). She had no fur on her back and the skin there was hard and cracked, and she was so morbidly obese that her tail had been enveloped in layers of fat and her legs were bowed under the weight of herself. She couldn’t walk more then 2-3 feet on her own before having to sit down. Her eyes were glassy and had a permanent crust around them, and you couldn’t get too close to her face because her teeth were literally rotting and the smell was awful. She was in pretty bad shape.

Apparently the dog’s former owner was an elderly woman with dimensia. She would hold Cricket (the dog) all day and pet pet pet her back (which is why there was no fur). I found out later that the woman also fed Cricket from her own meals; she’d never had dog food in her life. When the woman was put into an assisted living facility the dog couldn’t come with her, so the family decided to board her with us. They spent thousands of dollars to keep her at our facility, but never bothered to take her to the vet… Needless to say I have some serious issues with how this little dog was treated, but that’s beside the point.

Here’s where the story gets a little happier. After she had been with us for a little more than three months, I approached my manager who then approached the owners and asked them if they would be willing to give Cricket away. They got back to me quickly enough and even offered to pay for her first vet bill (I think they were just happy to have a quilt-free way of getting rid of the dog).

Cricket is completely unrecognizable now, and still going strong! She’s lost most of the excess weight that she had (her tail reappeared from beneath the fat… though it’s a little crooked), although her body will always be a bit misshapen because of it, and all of the fur on her back grew back in. The vet ended up removing almost all of her teeth; she has just three left but she makes it work. She eats regular dog food now and she gets so excited about if that she jumps around when it’s breakfast/dinner time! Jumps!! For treats she eats apples too. I don’t know how with only three teeth… but like I said, she makes it work.

So anyway… TL;DR she was in pretty bad shape, but she’s living the good life now =) and look! I found a page of Cricket sketches!

Hahaha, oooh here’s a picture I found of her. Her first Halloween with us I dyed her tail pink (and a little bit of her butt and legs… she kept sitting down haha). She loved all of the extra attention she got.



  1. lifeartnotes · October 22, 2012

    Shame, poort thing. Glad Cricket has a new happy life :-)

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