Eight years ago today, we brought Shiloh home. She was a sickly little thing. She came from a Pet Store in Tucson, Arizona called Animal Kingdom. At the time, I was working at the store, and I had already been trying to help Shiloh with her issues for over two weeks.
When Shiloh arrived at the store, she was terrified of people, loud noises, and she had green stuff coming out of her eyes, nose, and rear. She was a sick puppy. They put her on all kinds of medicine. Because I knew she was a special case, every day when I came into work, I would take her into the puppy room and play with her. She always hid in the furthest corner away from me. She would just tremble like crazy!
I tried very hard to find her a home, but no one wanted her, she was so sick and scared all the time, the company was talking about having her put down. None of the medicines they were giving her were helping, and she wasn't "puppy" like, so she wouldn't sell quickly. When I heard this news, I was devestated.
The decision was made that we would take her home. As soon as the company heard that, they decided she was still worth money. So not only did we have to pay the full price for her, we were now stuck with this sick and terrified puppy.
When we got home, she hid underneath our coffee table for the first few days. We would put her food and water just outside the edges of the table, but she felt safe there, so we didn't presure her too much.
When she saw grass for the first time it was so amazing! I don't think she had ever seen it! She probably lived her whole young life inside of a cage. She was a very strange husky puppy. She was not very hyper, only seldom did she get excited, and because everything scared her, she was easy to train. I think we potty trained her in two weeks because she didn't like to hear the word no.
Shiloh was born in a Puppy Mill in Dixion Missouri. She was taken from her mom around 3 - 4 weeks of age, put on a semi-truck, and shipped to Phoenix, Arizona. From there she was put in a van and dropped off at the store in Tucson. Shortly after we purchased Shiloh, I was fired from that pet store, for telling a woman how sick the puppy was that she had just purchased. It was worth getting fired. Everything you hear about pet stores is true. The puppies are in deplorable conditions, and even though the stores may look clean, so much goes on behind the walls that you don't see.
Shiloh is 8 years old. She has officially lived with us for 8 years. She is the best friend a person could ever ask for. I hope she makes it at least another 8 years, if not more. I love her very very much.