15/02/2020
I'm Indiana "Joey" Jones, a Chihuahua
Friday, February 14, 2020
09:17 AM
And this is my Valentine story from over the Rainbow Bridge.
I made it here on February 7, 2020 and was finally at peace. My journey of love and affection though started many years ago when somehow I found myself running up an on ramp toward Interstate 65 in Jasper County. Fortunately for me, I was seen by two people in a car who pulled over, created a commotion by stopping traffic on I65, and tried to rescue me. I kept running though until one of the doors on the car opened and I jumped in. State police were there trying to assist. Oh, I forgot to tell you, I was mean and would have bitten him and anyone else. So here I was in the back of the car. I wouldn't let the trooper touch me and he told the driver and companion that I would be thrown in an area where I would be "disposed of". So with that he let us all go on our way. It was March 12, 2006 when my life started to change. The passenger had treats and put her hand back toward me and I ate a treat and then another and then no treats were left so I got into the front of the car and hu**ed the passengers left arm for the 62 miles back to Homewood. The driver kept saying "keep that dog (me) away from me" and the passengers arm became black and blue. So that's how I got my name of Indiana "Joey" Jones. We stopped at Forest South Animal Hospital but they were closed. What was going to happen to me. Yes, I was still ready to bite. I would come to you but you couldn't come to me and that's how it was for quite a while. I was taken back to the vet's. Even the vet didn't want anything to do with me and had two assistants restrain and check me out. I was healthy but had to be neutered. After that, I came back to a home in Homewood and was kept in a room away from the other three dogs. Well that wasn't going to work for me so I broke through the barrier, ran through the house where the other dogs were and I loved it. We all got to play, Winston, Oliver and later Ruby. I got on well with all of them but not humans for a long time. Finally with the aid of a double muzzle, I went back to the vets for a check up and grooming. I didn't like it but I smelled better. I also got to sleep on my Mum's bed with she and Winston. I was good friends with all and was slowly becoming used to human touch, a little! We all were getting older. Madeline passed before my arrival, then Ruby came, then Winston was gone, then Oliver was gone. Only Ruby and I were left. Earlier, I had been diagnosed with both kinds of Cushings and a mass on my a**l glands and for a while was on medication including Lysodren, a chemo drug. My Mum took me off it after a while, even though she wasn't supposed to and I did not have repercussions from not taking it. My vet and staff were so nice to me but with age and dementia/senility (CCD), I started to wane well over a year ago. The good news was that I did not need my muzzle any more for the vet or grooming. I had the comfort of my Mum, though I didn't sleep on her bed anymore, and the attention of three other adults in the house. One of these three was my second Mum and she always made lovely home made food for us all, and took care of me when my real Mum was away. Plus, I had the understanding and care of those at the animal hospital, now VCA. The bad news is that I kept going in circles, bumping into things, banging my head against the wall and then crying and howling not because of pain but because of the dementia. Then my back legs started getting weak and I was reliant on pi pads and yes, the carpet and floor too. I was also having trouble getting out of my beds to pi and po and I would get frustrated. My Mum was there though, she would get up during the night to help me. She loved me very much. The final straw was on the morning of the 7th when I had a seizure outside on the path. Mum was there to hold me and put ice on my paws to cool me down and then we went in the car to see Dr. Johnson. It was then that the decision to put me at rest was made. Though upsetting with lots of tears, my spirit was soon gone to a land of peace. Thanks to you all for giving me a good life on earth. Think of all the good times we had. We will never forget each other and I am now pain free. Love Joey……
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