Daisy spent the early part of her life as a research animal. It’s hard to imagine what her life was like. She lived in a cage for two years. The only time she was touched was for experiments. She had a number, not a name. Thankfully the research program allowed her to be adopted when the research project ended. They normally euthanize the animals so they can do an autopsy.
The condition this sweet little girl was in when I adopted her would break your heart. She had never experienced grass, or sunshine. She was not socialized, and was terrified of other dogs. She had no muscle tone, and she had never had a bath. She cringed when anyone touched her.
I’m happy to say her next 13 years were much better. It took some time to adjust, and she bravely faced every new experience. She grew into a pup who loved being petted more than anything in the world (except food — she was a beagle, after all).
She went blind at age 8, and deaf at age 12. She never let either one slow her down. Cancer got her in the end.
Daisy was truly an amazing soul. The things this girl faced without a whimper were astounding. She was an inspiration. If there is such a thing as karma she is up in heaven eating ice cream and rabbit poop.