Do you remember the two little black pups I talk about. They're sisters. We have been feeding them along with the many others on the industrial estate for the last couple of months.
Mr A discovered one of them sick two days ago, so he took both of them over to the Belediye shelter to see the vet. The vet checked them both, said the poorly one was dehydrated and gave her an injection. He was to keep them both there overnight. Mr A had a phone call from him later in the day to say that as he was passing the industrial estate, he dropped them back there, saying the dog was ok and that if we were concerned to bring her over again on Thursday.
Yesterday, there wasn't much improvement, but she was no worse. The other one seemed fine.
We chatted about these two little girls and we gave them names...Rosie and Daisy. You know what that means don't you? As soon as I name them, they're mine. We agreed that we would make some adjustments in the garden, and that this morning we would take them both to OUR vet to be checked over, vaccinations given, etc, and then we would bring them home.
Mr A worked flat out yesterday, erecting another fence to cut off an area for the little ones. Remember the chicken coop Mr A made early last year? It was quite large, solid and waterproof, so he converted it into a kennel. I scrubbed it out to get rid of all signs of the cats who once inhabited it...they haven't been back for months. I sorted out blankets. Everything was ready for them.
When we arrived at the estate this morning, we didn't see them at first. They usually come running out the minute our car pulls up, wagging their tails. Then we spotted Daisy, the one who WASN'T sick. But she just sat crouched up, clearly ill. She wouldn't move no matter how much I called her. So I scooped her up and held her close. We couldn't see Rosie anywhere. In fact we searched for almost half an hour, before we found her lying in the grass. Mr A picked her up and she was worse than Daisy. I was amazed at how quickly they had become so sick.
We rushed off to our vet, Mehmet and they were both diagnosed with parvovirus. It was quite advanced. They had deteriorated so rapidly. Mehmet said that if they had been a little bit older and not so weak it might have been worth trying to save them, but by this stage the chances of survival were very remote. So we had no alternative but to have them put to sleep. Poor little Rosie and Daisy. I so wished I had taken them home weeks ago. But hindsight is a wonderful thing.
We are heartbroken but we are also angry. The belediye vet should have discovered signs of this two days ago. Mr A phoned him to tell him what had happened, and to say that the two bitches that were spayed this week and should have been collected by Mr A today to be returned to the estate, should stay at the shelter for a couple of days more. With open wounds post-op they are likely to pick up anything. The vet said collect tomorrow, but we insisted on two more days. We also said we wanted to bring the mum and 7 pups there because these pups are most at risk of parvo, which is highly contagious especially amongst pups and any dogs less than a year old. He said there was no space for them. We cannot vaccinate them until they are 6 weeks old. Any sooner is too risky and they would probably die.
Mr A phoned the Belediye Manager and complained bitterly. He explained that there is clearly an outbreak of parvo on the estate and the vet should be dealing with it. He has promised to talk to the vet and get him to sort it out. I won't hold my breath. Mr A says if he gets no satisfaction then he will take it to the Governor of the Province, and further up the ladder if needs be. He tries, but no-one seems to care.
A lady I know who volunteers with a rescue group in Uzumlu area, has been feeding animals on the streets, and one dog in particular which she has become very fond of, called Bella, was yesterday shot in the face. This gentle girl was no trouble. She didn't chase sheep or chickens or cause any problems. This lady was devasted. Bella was rushed to the vet where it was discovered that there were pellets in her brain which could not be removed. She died this morning. Yet another mindless act of cruelty.
My heart breaks for these animals and the harsh lives they have to endure, and makes me ashamed to be part of the human race.
Rest in peace Rosie, Daisy and Bella xxx
PS: As parvovirus is highly contagious we had to wash our hands and shoes at the vet clinic, after which the vet cleaned the floors and table. Bleach is the only thing that works. Then on arrival home, left our shoes at the gate, to be washed in bleach later, and all our clothes went straight into the washing machine and then we showered, after having cleaned the inside of the car with bleach and water.
Of course all my dogs have been vaccinated but there is always a slight risk. Better safe than sorry.
We will continue to feed the dogs at the estate but will take adequate precautions to avoid spreading the virus. We will take large containers of bleach and water to clean our shoes and anything that we touch in the car. Towels on the seats, and I have bought a large box of disposable latex gloves. We will also bleach and hose down the area where Rosie and Daisy lived. We are also trying to get hold of parvovirus vaccinations. The belediye vet doesn't have them, and any vets that do have to import them, and will attempt to vaccinate as many dogs as possible. We will need money for this, so as usual, any help you can give will be very much appreciated.
Many thanks to Karen at Turkish Animal Group (TAG) for her advice over the phone today. Her knowledge at a time like this is just so helpful.