I found Mary on Christmas Day, on Baker Avenue near the corner of Walton Way. She was standing in a puddle of rainwater and almost on the street itself. It was obvious that she was in peril. I pulled into a parking area beside her and picked her up. She was very weak and frail. She was not wearing a collar, but it was obvious that she was someone's best friend. We named her Mary because it just fit her so well.
I took her to St. Francis Animal Hospital. She was examined and found to be in shock, and she had a massive infection. She was scanned for a microchip ID, and several people checked everywhere they could for anyone looking for her.
Mary was very weak and dying. I had to make the decision to have her put to sleep. I want her family to know that I am so sorry that I could not help her more, but there was nothing else that I could do. I sat on the floor, and Mary was on a warm blanket beside me. I stroked her, talked to her and told her that she was loved. I stayed with her for a long time, and then the kind people at St. Francis took her and helped her out of this world. Everyone there was so kind, and treated her so gently.
I just know that this wonderful dog had a loving home, and I wanted to let her owners know what happened. I know that it will ease their worry. I have dogs, and if the same thing happened to one of mine, I would want to know what happened to them.
Breeda O'Mahoney, Augusta