A few weeks ago I told the tale of Hannah Belle and Jewel.
Last week’s story about Jewel told of how we’re going to go the extra mile to save her.
As of this writing, we are still waiting for an appointment with Upstate to make an attempt to better and prolong her life. For now she is doing wonderfully and looks like the picture of health, but looks are deceiving, this is one sick pup. Everyone is doing what they can, just continue to keep her in your prayers.
Now, a little recap on Hannah Belle.
She is the little black and tan coonhound who was found weak and dying on the side of the road. The pitiful little girl weighed in at 19 ½ pounds (less than half the weight she should be) and didn’t even have the strength to stand.
After all tests were done, it was learned that there wasn’t anything wrong with this girl that some care and a healthy diet wouldn’t cure. This was good news but it also told me something else.
Hannah Belle had probably been malnourished for a very long time and then simply discarded. I’m assuming it’s probably that same old (that dog won’t hunt) story.
She is tiny for her breed and I’m sure her being starved added to the fact that she’ll always be small. As a matter of fact, when I first saw her I thought she was a puppy, when in actuality she is estimated to be between 3 and 4 years old. A normal weight for a female of her breed would be around 55 pounds, but Hannah Belle will fill out at around 40 pounds.
From the very beginning Hannah Belle has been a sweet and loving girl and that hasn’t changed one iota.
The folks at Landrum vet have done a wonderful job with this girl and this morning I took her for a walk. She did her business like the good girl that she is and then proceeded to shower me with love.
I couldn’t keep my hands off of her and she soaked up every minute of it. She weighed in at just over 30 pounds and this battle has been won in more ways than one.
She’s due to be spayed next week and has already been adopted into a loving home.
Upon leaving Hannah Belle, I took her in my arms and asked, “Are you happy that Uncle Lennie kept his word to you?”
With that she licked my nose and I responded laughing, “I’ll take that as a yes.”
Thanks for listening.