Day 1

A blogspot called The Tale of Mercy was created by Mercy's first foster home in order to document her journey.  The following is the first post of 10 that were written by her loving foster mom before we took over Mercy's care and began The Quality of Mercy.  Stay tuned for the 9 updates that came after.

Mercy has arrived

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

I had been told all about Mercy, seen the pictures and thought I was prepared for her arrival. But meeting her in person was so much different than looking at her pictures in an email. Nothing had prepared me for her sad little eyes and the actual real life effect of watching her walk on those terribly deformed legs.

That being said Mercy doesn't seem to realize that she is any different than any other 1 year old Boxer,never mind that she weighs only 19lbs, and stands about 18 inches tall. Mercy still wags that stubbly little tail and wiggles her little body every time you look at her or say her name, she is just happy to be here.

Mercy likely has a long road ahead of her, we went to the vet tonight and

she does have kennel cough and will need to go in for x-Rays to determine more

about her legs. She was the perfect little pup at the vet, and behaved wonderfully,

charming everyone she met.  I will keep you updated on how things go and the

progress we make with her diagnosis.

Jump, jump, jump

Makeshift jumpy castle.  Of the morning.  Every morning.

Jump!

Blow wind, blow

Blow wind, blow
And go, mill, go:
That the miller
May grind his corn;
That the baker may take it,
And into rolls make it
And bring us some
Hot in the morn.

Lots of wind in Mercy's neighborhood this week.

All manner of things blown about, house creaking & shaking, 
tree branches falling from the sky, windows a-rattling.

What's a small frightened dog to do?

Why scuttle to a safe spot, of course. 
Let the hubbub pass.
How about a biscuit while we wait, please?