Some of you may recall this posting:
I have heard from the person who purchased this puppy from the back of a van at an unused airport for $100.00. I apologize if the photos are not sequenced or placed correctly, I have been fighting the formatting. If someone would like to enlarge and place them, that would be helpful, as I think they help illuminate this sad story. Below are the words of Tre's owner, although owned for a only a short time, a very deep love.
Back in February, I was sent an e-mail from a friend from a “puppy find site”. It advertised a special needs mastiff puppy for sale. The information given was that this was a three-legged mastiff. The pictures included with the ad:
It was February in Northern Massachusetts, and it was cold. Clearly the pup was living outside.
I called the number given in the ad several times that night. (cell number). I reached her the next morning. She told me the puppy was a mastiff and had been born with 3 legs. I asked how much she wanted for the dog and if I could come up that day to meet her and the puppy. She explained that her kids were in school and that she would want the kids to have a chance to say goodbye to the dog. She told me that they had named the puppy Tripod and it was a male pup 8 months old. She said he may be dirty when I picked him up, because he had been “running” outside that morning w/her other dogs. She said she would only let the puppy go to a good home and explained that she bred mastiffs, but that this wasn’t one from her breedings. She said she was asking $100 for him to ensure he would go to a good home. She said a friend of hers bred him and was going to put him to sleep, but she saved him and said she’d find him a good home. We arranged for a time to meet that afternoon. She told me to meet her at a local airport which wasn’t far from her home. She explained that this would be a better environment for me to meet the puppy in, so I could see what his true temperament was. We hung up the phone. The only information she had gotten from me before agreeing to sell me this pup was my first name, my phone number (if it came up on her caller ID), where I was driving from and the make and model of my car.
I met her at the airport in Orange, Mass. She got out of the car, we introduced ourselves, and her kids got out of the car and met me. She explained that the kids had to make sure I was a nice person. Apparently I passed their test, as she then told the son to open the back of her vehicle and I got to see the puppy for the first time. She had her son pick him up from the vehicle and place him on the pavement. She handed me his shot records and I noticed he had been wormed about 8 times, …I gave her $100 in cash, she asked me to keep in touch, had her son put him in my car and they drove off.
I drove the whole way home with the windows open (in February) because the smell from him was so bad. I got him home around 7 that night.
When I got him out of the car, I was able for the first time to really get a look at him. It was clear that I needed to bring him to the vet immediately. He was filthy and matted, and very thin. The puppy was so badly deformed, he could hardly walk. He was unable to urinate and defecate without going all over himself. When he urinated, it was all over his back-end. This was why he smelled so badly. I doubt this dog was ever housed indoors. It was clear this puppy had never run with other dogs, he could not walk. I called a friend at the vets, described the situation, and she told me to bring him in right away.
At the vet’s office, they gave him a rabies shot and a basic exam, I planned on taking him home and wanted to make certain I would not be infecting any of my other dogs. Although the duty vet felt he should stay over night at the hospital, I wanted to give him a good meal and show him some love. My friend at the vets offered to let us take the puppy in the back of the hospital and helped us give him a good bath with antibacterial shampoo. We worked out all his mats and got him smelling good. He was a love through the whole exam and the bath, just lapping up the attention. We set up a room at my home just for him with some nice soft blankets and some toys. We decided to nix the name Tripod and we named him Tre.
We showed him lots of love that night. He was cuddled and given lots of attention. The next morning I dropped him off at the vets on my way to work so he could have his x-rays done. The vet called me at work to tell me that it was his opinion that Tre was too structurally deformed to be helped. He said that there was a surgery we could try, placing a rod in his leg, but once Tre was placed on a healthy diet and started to gain the weight he should have as 7 to 9 month old mastiff puppy, it would only be a matter of time before he would stress the rod and we’d have to repeat the surgery.
The vet also felt there was a strong probability that once they opened him up, they would find more abnormalities than just the obvious deformed bones. He said that perhaps if the pup had been treated when it was small, there could have been some hope. After 7 to 9 months of atrophied muscle, poor nutrition, and abnormal growth compensation for structural deformation, the skeletal structure was totally compromised. Perhaps, the vet said, if when he was small and the bones pliable there had been intervention, a brace or something, to straighten the bones… He said in his opinion it was borderline animal cruelty that this pup was allowed to live this long in this condition.
The vet unequivocally recommended that Tre be put to sleep.
I knew this poor puppy for less than 24 hours, but hands down, he had the biggest mastiff heart I have ever had the privilege of knowing. I asked the vet to wait until I could get out of work so I could go say goodbye and give him some love before he went on to the rainbow bridge…the vet felt Tre was quiet and calm from the sedatives from the x-rays, and this was the right time to send him off. It broke my heart, but I gave him the okay to have Tre put to sleep.
I know he is running with a pack of mastiffs on the other side of the rainbow bridge with no bent and crippled bones to hinder him.
This dog was between 7 and 9 months old before someone cared enough to help him.
This puppy was purchased for $100.00 from Taavs Family Farm, in New Salem Massachusetts. This puppy was somewhere between 7 and 9 months old when his spirit was finally released from the wreck of his body. This puppy was kept for 7 to 9 months in this condition, apparently outside.
If the people at TAAVS FAMILY FARMS in New Salem, Ma have a different story, I sure would love to SEE it. They have pictures on their website of pups in bed with the kids, sleeping on the sofa, cuddling with the children. I would love to see the pictures they have of the kids cuddling Tre, of Tre sleeping on the sofa, of Tre eating his meals in the kitchen with the other house dogs. I'd really love to see pictures of Tre “running” with the other dogs.
It is my opinion that anyone who would fail to obtain medial advice and treatment for a puppy in this condition, who would fail to intervene to provide corrective action or humane relief, anyone who would continue to allow a dog in this condition to suffer, and then would sell this dog to a total stranger for $100.00 is seriously lacking in judgment.
Abdication of responsibility is negligence. Severe negligence is cruelty.
TAAVS FAMILY FARMS, in New Salem MASSACHUSETTS. They breed mastiffs, Chihuahuas, and Maine coon cats.
Taav Farm, Location: New Salem, MA, United States
Telephone: 978-413-5964, Website: http://www.taavs.com
They advertise on puppyfind, and elsewhere.