Hey everyone, so most of you know I went to IL to visit my family for the holiday. Well while I was up there I was looking online with my mom for chihuahua puppies because my mom was thinking about getting another dog. During my search I found a breeder in OH who said she had 10 week old chihuahua puppies. Well I figured I would stop by her place on our way back home to MD to see these puppies. I didn't plan on getting another chihuahua since I have had such bad luck in the past but these puppies just sounded adorable, I had to see them, plus, they were right on the way home anyways. I had spoken over the phone with the breeder multiple times. She was very sweet and answered all my questions. I asked if the puppies lived inside, were well kept, if the mom and dad were family pets, if the puppies had shots, ect, ect. Everything checked out good. Seamed fine. She sent me her address and off we went. She said she lived on a farm which didnt bother me...what she failed to mention was she lived on a puppy farm! When we pulled into her driveway, it was the worst thing I had ever seen!!!! There were over fifty chain link kennels filled with dogs in them. They were walking in mud and filth. There was only room for them to turn in circles. Each kennel had one dog house, so many of the dogs were laying out in the frozen muddy ground. I mostly saw chow chow's and labs. I seen a few burmese mountain dogs and a few other mixed breed looking dogs too. The amount of barking was unreal. I couldn't hear my own voice over all the dogs barking. When she met me at my car I was speechless. I was almost in tears. I told her she had way too many dogs and that they looked to be in pretty bad condition. The 'breeder' told me that she takes good care of them and this is her job as a breeder to have this many dogs. She changed the subject before I could say anything else and asked if I wanted to come see the chihuahua puppies. I wanted to leave but I just couldnt, not without seeing those poor puppies. I didnt want to leave them. I followed her into a shed. Inside, there was wooden rooms about 3ft high..in each little room was litters of puppies. Newborn to 3 months. It smelled of urine and dog poop so bad. There was at least 5 different breeds of puppies in that shed alone. She took me to the back corner and pointed out a little white and cream fluffy puppy. She said it was the last one left, that other people had came and got the other puppies. I noticed the mom in with the puppy. I asked the 'breeder' if the mom was all chihuahua or if she had aussie in her. She looked like one of those toy australian shepherds. She was probably 12-14 pounds. The breeder shrugged her shoulders and told me that she didnt really think about it but I was probably right and she probably was an aussie or aussie/chihuahua mix. I was thinking 'HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT BREED YOUR DOG IS IF YOUR BREEDING IT AND SELLING PUPPIES?!?!
' She said she was thinking about keeping this puppy since she was so cute. She has kept a previous puppy from the previous litter as well (who knows how many litters the mom had already). I brought up all the questions I had asked before about the mom and dad being family pets, about the puppies living inside, ect. and the 'breeder' told me that the puppies come inside at night and the parents were family pets, along with the other 80 dogs she has on her property. I was mad because she lied to me! I didn't know what to even say. I was so angry, I told myself not to even get started. I had a plan in the back of my mind already to call animal control on her as soon as I left. I looked at the little chihuahua puppy again and she asked me if I wanted her because if not, she was going to keep her. I told her I wanted her. I could NOT leave that poor baby to live with her. The lady grabbed her out of the pen and plopped her into my arms. The poor puppy was shaking, she was so cold and scared. I noticed she has a bobbed tail. I asked her about it and the 'breeder' said that that puppy along with 2 others were born with bobbed tails. I asked if I could see the dad, she lead me out of the shed to another tiny shed around the side of the house. There was about 10 kennels built onto the back of this shed. The lady whistled and out ran about 30 little dogs... chihuahuas, yorkies, poodles, and a whole bunch of other mix breed little dogs. I again, was speechless! There was poop and mud and trash all over in the kennel runs. The dogs were all covered in mud with matted fur. She pointed out the dad. He was a long haired sable and white chihuahua. he was on the bigger side for chihuahuas though. Probably 9 pounds. After seeing all I had seen, I just told the breeder I had to go and started back to the car. I didnt want to see anymore, I didnt want to talk to the breeder anymore, I just wanted to get the heck off her property and call animal control! She walked me back to my car and I left. The puppy was still curled up in my arms. I started looking her over. She smelled so bad, she had fleas crawling all over her and she was so scared she tinkled when I moved too fast. It was another 5 hours until we got home. Once we got home, I took up upstairs, bathed her, fed her, and cuddled her. She just wanted love. She was so happy to just be in someones arms. Pixie came over and laid with her, the puppy seamed to like the company of Pixie. It was a good feeling seeing her all clean and warmer and happy.
I am torn though. I feel like by buying
this puppy from that gross puppy farm breeder, that I supported what she does. But then I think, if I didnt, she would have lived her life like the rest of the dogs, in kennels, in filth, without love...I could NOT leave her! I am happy that I got her and saved her though. Thats what matters.
I took her to the vet right away. Surprisingly, she checked out healthy. She got her first set of shots, was dewormed (even though she did not have worms in her stool), and weighs almost exactly 5 pounds.
We named her Willow.
Here are some pics of her on the way home after I got her...you can see her bobbed tail in the first pic.
and here are some pics from today, hubby absolutely loves her! Oh, and you can see a size comparison of Willow and Pixie. Pixie is about 7 pounds.
I will try and get some better pics in a few days, right now, I'm just trying to let her settle in. She has never been inside a warm house with clean water and food. She is still getting used to the new life.
I just thought I would share her story with you guys. We really love her already