Simons Story
Well after reading my story about Hooch you know we got hooked on boxers, so we had to get another one. I even had a named picked out, Simon. That's where my quote comes from " Boxers are like chips, you just can't have one".
I started looking for a boxer breeder checking AKC, the internet and the newspaper. I found a few ads in the newpaper, but this one ad I saw seemed to draw my attention more than the others so I called. This woman told us that she only had one puppy left. A fancy fawn, 10 wks old, but he was the runt and really small and she would reduce the price. Kewl! we'll go look at him.
Over the years I have ran across puppy mills and have been sickened by them, but never purchased a puppy. Vowed I never would and I never did, till I saw Simon.
It was about a 2 hour drive from us and I was so excited about getting a new puppy. We finally arrived and this woman, I refuse to call her a breeder, met us at a back gate. When she opened the gate we saw at least 10 pairs of different breeds of dogs in cages. In shock we follow her into her trailer. She goes to a cage and brings out this tiny boxer puppy. Says he is 10 wks old, but looks only about 3 wks old. She insists that he was the runt and that's why he is so small. I am in shock, but getting madder by the second and with my back to this woman and holding this poor baby in my arms I am mouthing NO! NO! NO! to my husband who is staring also. Then I placed the puppy on the floor and he ran around the kitchen frantically looking for food. My husbands look of shock changed to a look of dispair and pleading. We both new that we couldn't leave without him and that we were sent by God to save this puppy.
We drove straight to our vet, who was so surprised, but not, because we have brought in strays before, to get help and shots and spayed or neutered and then giving to good homes. Surprised, because we had never brought in a dog from a puppy mill till now. Simon weighed only 3 pds and 2 oz. His belly was swollen, full of worms and an infection on his back from his tail docking. The vet said he was the worst of the worst that he had ever seen and that he probably would have had just a couple more days to live if left there. Simon was so weak that the vet could only worm him and give him an antibiotic. He told us to bring him back in a week if he was still alive to get his shots started. The vet was so angry and said if he had an address and a gun he would be paying a visit to this woman. Well I gave him the address and phone # and while we were there the vets office called this woman. Don't think she is in business anymore.
Well the good news is that Simon is 8 months now and growing like a weed. He was gaining like 2 or 3 pounds a week. Not sure how much he weighs right now, but he is a beautiful, healthy, happy puppy. He has been natured (sp)with love from us and our aussie and his big brother Hooch, who has taught him everthing he knows, good and bad LOL.
We have found that love, is a boxer(s)
God Bless, Jewell
Welcome to BW, I agree on the names - they are great. Can't wait to see some pics and of course I look forward to hearing more about Hooch and Simon. Take care.