We picked up Whelen, who at the time had no name, we just called him “the little red tri at PAWS” and all on the trip to meet his temporary foster home I debated what should I call him? I wanted a name that sort of emulated his journey and his struggles.
I placed him in his crate for the ride and he made not a peep, I had an excellent rider in the car and had I not seen his crate I never would have known he was there. And yet the whole drive north I kept debating a name, and looked at the strobe in my dash, it’s used for EMA when we deploy for a storm or other emergency in our county as well as for our own ASERT and Humane Investigations.
Then it struck me, he was calling out to me at the rescue like a siren, so as corny as it sounded I took the name of the strobe in the car, Whelen! And so he became a dog with a name and no longer was he a shelter pull. He had a purpose and a reason to be with us.
The initial visit with the doctor was a very promising and hopeful diagnosis, Vestibular Disease, and not a head trauma or cancer or lesion of the brain. But once he arrived at his temp foster home they wanted to get him to a specialist, which we knew going in that Whelen was not going to be one of the cheap dogs, he was going to cost us, and we willingly accepted that task
It seems now the thought was a head trauma and he had some permanent damage. While it sounds like a letdown it had a silver lining, if he didn’t get worse and stayed the same in his walking in circles then he was at least not going to have a poor outlook on life.
With Whelen’s arrival I personally have witnessed a little dog that weighed 25 pounds and was up 2 when we took him at 27 to now a weight if around 29 to 30 pounds, he still has some ways to go, but he is gaining and that is a great sign. He also is smiling almost all the time, and that is even a greater sign.
Check in next time to see what we have planned for Whelen and how you can help and see when we feel he is ready for a forever home.