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Mercury was in bad shape when he came to us from a woman
who had too many dogs. It was a sad sight when we came to his birth
place. Dogs were everywhere, running loose, some tied and all breeding
as they wished. We made many trips to pick up as many dogs as we could
all the while hoping they would work into a comfortable life in our
kennel. Most didn't have the build or the work ethic we were looking
for in our team and we tried our best to find them new homes all the
while realizing that any home was far better than where they had
previously come. Mercury was one of the many shy dogs that roamed the place and he was frequently overlooked on our trips to pick the best dogs from the overpopulation. At only a few months old he preferred to stay hidden away in the woman's dingy run down trailer with a litter of puppies only a few weeks old. Mercury eventually caught my attention on
our last trip while hiding under the woman's bed. He looked terrible, dirty, terrified of
strangers and with what appeared to be a fresh eye injury. Common sense
told me it would be best to not take on such a burden but something in
my heart was touched and I hoped that I could at least have the
opportunity to heal his eye. Mercury was not only in physical pain but also in mental distress. Here was a dog with such a fragile personality that he would defecate out of fear if his surroundings became too stressful. I was not sure what we were taking on but something told me this guy would be worth the effort it was going to take for his rehabilitation. As soon as we brought him home he didn't trust anyone. The only way to calm him down was to bring in another dog to show him everything was okay. Having another there gave him the familiarity and security he needed to ease into his new life. But even with another dog calming him down Merk was still very skittish. A person rising from their chair would send him instantly into flight mode. He would franticly find the nearest corner, back himself into it as far as he could until everything, and everyone, was still. I couldn't take him anywhere, especially
to the vet to have his eye looked at, he didn't know who to trust. I
knew that if I pushed him too hard it might destroy the fragile bond we
were just starting to create. In an effort to help his body heal I
started rinsing his eye out with saline solution. Gradually the signs
of improvement started to show but his eye was persistent in giving him
problems. After a lot of time and patience a strong bond slowly began to form between Merk and I. Saving someone from a fate worse than death leaves a lasting memory in the soul and that is where Merk and I began. To this day we continue our journey side by side as steadfast soul mates. Mercury is still terrified of strangers
and at first I tried to solve this problem by exposing him to other
people and places but after seeing the stress put upon him by the slightest exposure to either I quickly realized this type of training was not something I
wished to continue. Instead we settled on the knowledge that I would be
his protector for as long as each of us will live and that was more
than enough of a reason to focus on enjoying the moments we had
together. I had this crazy idea of teaching him how to run in the dog team but Mercurys first lessons were a disaster, I was only able to carry our trust so far. The point where he realized he did not want to participate was when he had to be confined within the team by his neck and tug line. He adapted to the harness very well but soon felt cornered by the ganglines and immediately sat down refusing to run. It took no time for Merk to decide to fix his situation and chew out of his lines to freedom (which any determined dog can do in seconds)! Working in the team was not something
Merk cared to do but running free, alongside the team, was entirely
another matter. He LOVED it and had no problems keeping up. As time
passed I tried putting him in the team over and over again with the same results
until one day he was enjoying his freedom so much that I tried him in
the team one more time. I remember it as if it were yesterday. We had just passed under the overpass on the flood control when I stopped the team and hooked Merk in. Fully expecting the worst and ready to stop the team to pull him out, I was absolutely shocked to see Mercury line up with the rest of the team and keep their pace! I couldn't contain my excitement as we pulled up a slight hill as I cheered him on and my heart swelled with pride! Ever since that day I have been able to rely on him as an outstanding member of our team as he adds muscle when we need it the most and offering his companionship with me always. March 2002
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When I took Mercury to have his rabies
vaccination done by Dr. Jayne at the yearly clinic held at Cold Spot
Feeds it was hard to get him out of the truck with all the people
around but Merk knew I was there for him and followed my lead. I held him tight as he took his shot and even allowed Dr. Jayne to look at his eye. The shot and examination were over so fast that Mercury hardly suffered and was quickly back in the truck where he felt safe. Dr. Jayne informed me that a simple operation could cure Mercury and give him his full sight back for good. I was a little wary of leaving him alone at a vet's office but Jayne assured me that not only would he come out to the house but that I would be able to stay by Merk's side as he woke up. I was sold on the idea and quickly made the appointment. Days later I found myself sitting on the stairs in my garage comforting Mercury as Dr. Jayne prepared to give him the drug to put him into an easy sleep. After a few short hallucinations (side effects from the drug) Mercury was fully asleep and Dr. Jayne went to work repairing his eye and to neuter him. The operation was very quick, stressless and it was a real blessing for me to be there when he groggily came out from the anesthetic. As long as he heard my voice he lay still as the drug wore off with no ill effects or suffering from a sudden panic attack. Mercury knew he was in a safe place... The operation has done wonders for his confidence as he continues on with his daily life. With the use of both eyes I have noticed that he is venturing farther away from my side and opening himself up more to his children. On a good day, when he is most relaxed, he will tear around the yard tempting his kids to chase after their father. It has done wonders for my soul to see him so happy. I will always be there for him in support and to remind him that he will always have a forever home at my side... April 2002
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