By Helene Jorgensen, WHS volunteer trainer and owner of Happy Pack Dog Training.
We were abruptly woken at 6 am by a bone-chilling, eardrum-puncturing, hair-raising scream from our Bichon, Biscuit. And Biscuit continued to scream as we jumped out of bed, when we touched him, when we picked him up, all the way in the car to the emergency vet, and in the exam room. The x-ray showed he had a damaged disc, and the vet recommended an MRI, spinal surgery, and morphine-induced sleep.
Biscuit had been surrendered to the Washington Humane Society on New Years Eve, and did not take to shelter living. In fact, he was stressed and chewed himself raw, so a foster request went out to volunteers. Based on the premise of “how hard can it be to find a home for an adorable, little dog?!” my husband and I agreed to foster him. And four years later he is still with us, long since promoted to adopted dog.