Most of you who follow us know the story of my seeing Quinn on a Facebook post. He was on deathrow in LA and had two days left. Something, kismet?, caused an avalanche of incredible focus on this sad little guy picked up as a stray with no history and suddenly the entire world, including so many of you were working madly to make connections and work your powers to find that third-grade friend that moved to LA or reach your sister's brother-in-law to help us rescue this boy from California and bring him to us. The outpouring of help and kindness left me breathless and without a doubt that he WOULD not die.
I still cannot tell the story without tears welling up and whenever I feel there is no hope of cooperation or magic I recall how Quinn came to us on the wings of angels who helped a scared Eskie boy find his way along a path paved with the support and unconditional love of strangers to our door.
Quinn and Michael were rescues together; Michael had arrived just weeks before Quinn came to us. The first night they clung to each other and understood that maybe for the first time in either of their lives, they were going to be safe and loved.
The Other White Dog is our epi-dog. He suffers from complex focal seizures (manic activities like endless circling). Most times he is fine and well adjusted (thanks to a fine vet and effective meds) but sometimes the seizure monster makes him fearful and repetitive. During those times the White Dog Army and Steve have learned to close ranks around him and offer just the right amount of reassurance to bring a return to calm.
It is this part of Quinn's life that the White Dog Army has chosen to be the focus of our celebration tomorrow. In addition to all of TOWD's favorite foods and a long soothing massage snuggled up on the bed, the WDA is asking for your participation.
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