Belle and Taco. Or, Taco Belle.
These little 7 week old Chihuahua puppies have been living in a shed in their owner's backyard. A shed. Chihuahua puppies. Chihuahuas huddle and shake and shiver in 70 degree weather; a shed is certainly not appropriate. I will give the owner this very small amount of credit, however...she DID allow the rescue to swoop in and take them away from the cold, dark shed.
As soon as we got them the girls grabbed them up...and we immediately saw that they had fleas. Their bellies were also swollen as can be with worms. Ick. The vet was completely booked, but I was able to go over and pick up some dewormer which they desperately needed, and they both got baths in Dawn dishwashing soap. They were NOT fans of the bath, and sadly they will need another today. We got a lot of the fleas, but not all of them.
Within hours of the wormer they had roundworms coming out in every poop. That sent the girls screaming in disgust and horror. It WAS pretty gross, but most puppies have worms...these just appeared to have lots.
I think they spent the majority of their short lives huddled up for warmth. Their walking skills left a lot to be desired when they came into the house (the hardwood floors didn't help this either!! Taco kept doing the splits when he would stop moving b/c his legs just slid out from under him!!)
Belle didn't do much but sleep. And sleep. Even today she is sleeping a lot, but she had a big burst of energy this morning so I am feeling better about her. They both are eating like little piggies, and are right now curled up in front of the fireplace warm and happy. This is like taking care of little squirrels. They are just these tiny little puppies...but already they are following us around like the others, and have decided we are the BEST. FAMILY. EVER!!
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