1/19/09 CHATSWORTH, CALIFORNIA
Hello Folks,Without much adoo, I will get on with my story. Most of you already know me since I have been highly publized. I am half of the famous “Desert Dogs”. I am now called ‘Daisy’, and the other half’s name is ‘Bo’. One day a very compassionate man saw our plight and started to feed Bo and me and even built us a little house in the desert.It was so very sad the day he came to try and catch us and my puppies. I was afraid of strangers; so when he went to grab one of my precious pups, Bo and I charged him and he put him back. Oh God, if I would have only known they would have been safe with him, then they wouldn’t have all been gobbled up by those vicious coyotes. It was just awful……their little bones were scattered all over the desert. Poor Bo had open wounds all over his face as he tried fending them off from the puppies and me, but he did protect me…not a scratch on my face. Now hungry, bleeding and terrified, we finally went into the traps expecting the end of our lives to be at hand!.
Well, surprise, surprise! We didn’t die. During the past 3 months, we have been vetted, cared for and loved, BUT are living in a very tiny garage. Our foster dad and mom are so good to us and we are very grateful, especially since no coyotes are allowed in the garage or even in their house, but we cannot stay here forever. None of us feel this is the ideal situation for such adorable, sweet doggies such as we.
They tell me I am a pure breed beautiful Chow, and just 1