When you’re a caregiver at the poodle farm, you just don’t always know what will happen next.
So imagine the look of horror on one young caregiver’s face when she came running into my office declaring that Merida’s insides were on the outside. And could I please come quick?
Meet Merida. The name means pearl and since Merida is a solid white maltese, we felt it fit her perfectly. But pearls are made by something being where it shouldn’t and unknown to us, Merida had a lot of things that did not belong in her insides when we got her. Merida is one of the commercial breeder dogs we received with the 37 dogs from 3 hoarder cases a few weeks ago. She is sweet and happy, a bit timid around people, but loving and playful with other dogs. When she arrived, she peed approximately every 30 to 60 seconds but nothing came out.
It turns out Merida had a mummified fetus in her uterus–most likely a malformed pup that never reached viability. The mass was definitely doing a number on her bladder. It was removed when she was spayed and we thought she was on the mend. But she continued the relentless squatting and peeing, so back to the vet. We discovered the mass had been hiding a bladder stone. So that came out.
This leads us to a young caregiver finding out that insides of a dog being on the outside of a dog is a frightening thing to see in your first month of work! I took one look at solid white Merida with the bright red body parts hanging out, texted a photo to our wonderful vet and two words, “Help Merida.” He responded within one minute to get on the road and to make sure someone was holding her on her back to keep things as stable as possible. Two surgeries in two weeks had been too much for her fragile skin. Merida had popped her stitches!
Two more young caregivers shoved themselves into my vehicle. One held the white dog on her back with a very large piece of bright red intestine hanging out of her and a rather green look on our caregiver’s face. I give her credit. She never flinched.
Meanwhile the designated driver asked if it was okay to run flashers and rush to the hospital. I had to explain that while I definitely appreciated the thought, dogs were not people and so no, he could not pretend to be an ambulance driver even though–at that moment–he was exactly that. And also no, I would not pay a ticket he got taking her in. Instead I told him to take a deep breath, drive safe and quickly but within the speed limit and to go NOW.
He beat doc the clinic and didn’t get a ticket.
Merida is fine thanks to three young people doing their jobs and doing it well. My hat is off to all three.
Merida still pees a lot but not as much. We’re waiting on the results of the bladder stone analysis and for her bladder to heal before putting her up for adoption. She’s taken on the role of mama to Marlin, another young Maltese pup from the breeder dogs who has demodex from stress. He is now experiencing a true puppyhood with Merida as his playmate, surrogate mama, and best friend. I am hoping they can find a home together.