Pluto

Gracie and I arrived here in pretty good shape. Pluto, however, did not. Mom found him lying by the side of the road, vulnerable to be run over. He was no more than four weeks of age. He did not have any teeth yet. He had bald patches all over his body due to mal nutition. His back legs no longer worked. He had an endema under his throat that looked like a balloon. He had an infestation of worms that took seven worming treatments to cure. He even vomited worms. He had the worst case of constant diahorhea Mom had ever seen. He was wrapped i n a blanket and given medication and spent the whole day next to the body of a human to get their warmth. Worse still his whole family were dead in a bin liner from which he escaped. Mom checked it out for signs of life but all were dead. Even his mother was in the bin liner. Pluto is a miracle. God wanted him to survive. Today he is a little rogue and happy with Gracie. His scars have healed, his fur is unmarked by the suffering. At least a hundred people passed him by and never stopped to think 'this is a little life'.   You can still see the scars here on his fur . Mom did not take pictures earlier because she was sure he was going to die. Look what hapened.

He survived!!