Usdi's
life started out rough, as an unwanted puppy by her own
mother and her owners. Usdi's brother drowned in a water
pail in the lot in which they were born. Despite all odds,
Usdi managed to survive the first weeks of her life by
persistence and luck.
Our son was asked to feed and water the dogs while the
owners were out of town. Soon, finding a fat bellied,
wormy, little puppy following him as he would try to leave
after feedings. He even brought her home with him in an
old laundry basket, sat her in our living room floor where
she promptly relieved herself on the carpet. I remember
plainly telling him to take that "whimpering mutt"
back to where she came from, which he did. Days later
we were at the home of the owners of Usdi, (then named
Mercy).
I
suppose my heart gave in to the site of this little pitiful
thing. She fit rather well in my t-shirt pocket so I brought
her home. I named her Usdi, a Cherokee word meaning "small"
or "little", which she was. This was April 1997,
the beginning of a journey.......
Usdi was the best, she loved everbody and everything.
It was like Usdi was born human in a beagle body. Unfortunately,
that pretty little body had allergies and her life was
shortened by steroids and veterinary incompetence (in
our opinion.)
We
had no training and trusted Usdi's vet of 5 years
We trusted he was doing what was best for our precious
love.
Little
did we know (till after her death) that the steroids,
specifically "Vetalog",
was possibly slowly stealing Usdi's life away.
Usdi
lived a short 9 years.
In those years, she forever became part of our hearts
and our souls....
Usdi was a full member of this family.
To read the full story of Usdi's life and her struggle
with allergies, steroids and steroid abuse by her vet,
diabetes, "possible cushing's disease" and untimely
death, please visit her web page at: http://www.usdislife.com
.
"If
we can save just one pup's life,
Usdi's death was not in vain"
