When we met Hazel in 2021, she was living in an old trailer all by herself. She wasn’t part of any herd. She didn’t sleep with anyone. She was morbidly obese and mechanically blind. She was angry and bitey. She was clearly an old gal, and the only history we had was “she’s in her teens”.
We’ve helped her over the last few years make friends, join a herd, become the center of the cuddle puddle, lose at least 50 pounds, and learn to tolerate humans in her space–all huge wins! Even though we knew it was her time, the “Tennessee Littles” house in the MedBarn neighborhood feels empty without her wrinkly little body and shuffling gait. We gave her four really good elderly years, and we feel proud of that.
Rescue isn’t just for youngsters and cuties. It’s more often for elders with lots of troubles. Rescue came late in life for Hazel, and she soaked it up like a sponge.
