In my photo you will see two dogs, one is my much loved ridgeback Faith the other a failed adoptee from a rescue called IRON MOUNTAIN.
He had something, don’t ask me what as I don’t know. I had been fostering for many years and had never failed but this little boy stole my heart.
We made the decision to adopt him and with full backing from the rescue we went ahead.
Now in the background of this I was always aware of the atrocities that go on in the name of rescue and I had always vowed I would do something...............tomorrow.
Then this little boys brother collapsed, he literally fell apart from the inside out, another family member had a chronic heart problem and then this boy began to limp. We talked in depth with the rescue, we wanted to continue with the adoption but we wanted x-rays too. We offered to pay for them and they arranged with a well-known rescue/dogs home in London to have them done.
Then the phone call came, his hip joints were not connected and it was unlikely that his elbows were either. He had been in constant, unending pain from the day he was born.
The odd thing was that, as you can see from the picture, Faith loved him, adored him even and she jsut doesnt do that! it was one of the reasons why we decided to adopt him, she had always tolerated our fosters, she was queen and that was it, full stop, she kept them in line with just the right amount of authority and aura but this boy was different and to this day I truly believed she knew, sheknew he was hurting and thats why she protected him. Yuo can see her in the photo cuddleing him, not before nor since has she ever done this.
We looked into operations and a figure of £20,000 was discussed, yep we even considered it, that is till the vet that was just for his hips that it would not cover his crutiates or his elbow joints and after all that we had no guarantee that, firstly it would work and secondly he would possibly continue to still be in pain for the rest of his life. Could we do that? could we firstly raise the money keeping him in pain prior to op, then year by year keep him in pain as we desperately tried to raise funds, with the outcome being that he still wouldnt be able to run and play?
He was put to sleep on the table. My god I cried, I still cry, the injustice, the cruelty, the wickedness.
Then I got angry, these people were still breeding you see, there is no law to stop them or anyone else. I began to seethe, to be so full of anger and hatred and quite honestly I was no use to anyone.
My Friend Anna from IM made me realise how pointless it was; I was achieving nothing.
I began a quest. Most of you know that sadly I had to walk away from my first attempt and this is the result.
I loved the name of the other one so the name of this became so important to me, just for a change I had a drink of wine and I sat with laptop, thesaurus and domain names and I began to think (which in itself was painful) and ask myself why, it came to me in seconds.
This boy, he was my reason, my fight, my passion and my reason for making tomorrow today.
His name was DIZZY, he will be remembered and even now as I genuinely wipe away a tear (yep I am a soft git) I miss him still but my god he did not die in vain, I will not let him!
TO DIZZY a dog and a day that will be remembered, join us and help to change the world.