Goldie is a stray dog that wondered into our neighbourhood a week ago. The poor critter was either beaten or run over by a car, I don't know which. What I did know that it was in pain, it needed help. My mum had spotted the golden brown colour dog limping around last Tuesday and had asked my sister and I to feed it. At first we didn't want to do it but mum was adamant and we gave in.
The dog given the name Goldie by my mum, she had a broken leg with the bone sticking out of her left leg. She seemed to be responding fine to my "special cocktail" of antibiotics and pain killlers in milk. I have experience dealing with dogs so treating Goldie was no different so I thought. I had just finished Friday class and came home to find Goldie hungry.
I was hungry too but I made a trip to the local hypermarket to buy some roast chicken for the dog. I came back and fed it together with milk and other stuff. After she had finished her meal, she laid down on her side. I used this opportunity to try to set the bone back into the body. Bad idea? It must have hurt and she tried to bite me. I pulled my had away but it wasn't fast enough.
I had teeth pierce my finger and graze the sides of some fingers. OUCH! I should have gotten shots for Rabies and Tetanus but I didn't. I am okay.... I guess.
Take care! Love all animals!
This is one of the many tributes I have received over the years as a teacher. It keeps me motivated to do what I do. We hold the keys to the success of the children and I am glad I am a teacher.
