My son, a mail carrier, was delivering packages on Sunday, May 17, 2020 when he came across a severely dehydrated German Shepherd dog. He gave her some of his water and called home to find out if he could bring her home. We already had 2 dogs (an 8 year old lab mix and a 4 year old terrier mix), so I told him okay but we'd have to find her a home. He named her Lucky, a name she took to right away.
We found a rescue that would be able to take her if we fostered her for 3 weeks. We agreed. The vet exam revealed she had no chip, she wasn't spayed, but she was healthy even though severely underweight with ribs and hip bones sticking out. They determined she was 1.5 to 2 years old.
Lucky was scared to go in and out of doors but loved playing with the other dogs. She also didn't know how to walk on a leash. Now she goes on our daily walks joyfully, although she is very wary around certain individuals, especially if they are behind us. In the house, she chews up the antlers and all the dog toys, has spread the toys all over the house, and has taken over my bed.
After 2 weeks she became a foster fail. Her sweetness worked its way into our hearts and I can't imagine our family life without our Lucky girl.
HEMET, CA
