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My name is Eve. I'm a poodle mix and somewhere between 2-3 years old.  I guess I'm not very special. I was picked up by an animal control officer and taken to the county shelter. No one came looking for me. That's probably not very surprising ... More ...

My name is Eve. I'm a poodle mix and somewhere between 2-3 years old. 

I guess I'm not very special. I was picked up by an animal control officer and taken to the county shelter. No one came looking for me. That's probably not very surprising considering the condition my body is in. I'm long overdue of a haircut and bath. I can't even see the world around me through the hair. My nails are horribly long and my hair is overwhelming my feet. 

I was very scared in the shelter and growled at one of the shelter staff. I guess that's why no one came to save me. The day that my time was up a nice lady came in and was very calm with me and took me out of the scary loud shelter. She offered me treats and moved slowly. I felt comfortable with her and let her pick me up and love me. She says I'm an absolute sweetheart now. 

I enjoyed my long drive quietly in my crate but the nice lady said I smelled REALLY bad and she was worried about me so we stopped at the vet. I had some diarrhea so was not happy when the vet had to scrape the mess off of my backside to get a fecal sample but the nice lady that saved me was there to hold me while the vet worked so I relaxed. They said there was some blood in my stool. I'm not sure what that means but when the vet took the sample out of the room to test it I vomited on the table. I didn't mean to I just couldn't help it. The nice lady who saved me waited to clean it up until the vet came back in. They said there was blood in that too. So the nice lady requested a parvo test be done. She cried when they came in to tell her that the test was positive. 

I'm not sure what all of this means but I feel really yucky. I'm very tired and don't really want to eat.

The nice lady and I were at the vet for 3 hours trying to come up with a plan. She cried most of the time. She held me and told me she would do everything she could to save me. After all of the testing and discussions and phone calls I was taken back to a small room with no other dogs in it. The nice lady told me to be a good girl and that she would visit me in the morning. Before she left she told me that the nice people at the vet's office were going to take good care of me.

I did overhear that my treatment for this scary parvo stuff is going to cost at least $600 and the nice lady said that my life was worth it. 

If you can help her with any of this I just know that she will be more than grateful and so will I. Anything helps. I promise that I'm a good girl and will be the best furry family member I can be to the lucky family who adopts me after I beat this parvo and get healthy!

Dog Days Rescue is the rescue that saved me and is taking care of me. They are a 501c3 non-profit rescue. Donations are tax deductible.

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