When I first met Dodo she had already lost her one leg, and Linda was struggling to save the other, and her tail. I remember the wounds, I just took a glimpse at them, while Linda was cleaning her, but I just couldn’t watch.
A few weeks ago she was amputated, and came back happier than ever. She is still recovering, so she spends a lot of time in her crate. She is one happy dog. So happy. I know that Linda get asked often why she doesn’t “let her go”, but letting go of a dog that is simply enjoying life so much doesn’t really make an sense. Anyway, this is Dodo’s story, and this is her life. She adores Linda, and Linda adores her back. I don’t know if she will ever have her rehomed. Maybe if the right person comes along, she can be adopted. This possibility is always there, I guess.