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‘The purest form of appreciation I’ve felt after 22 years on this planet is my dog licking my face.’: A woman who rescued a dog riddled with neglect, vows to ensure the animal's recovery, safety, and a future filled with unconditional love and cuddles

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    I rescued a dog from a random woman last week. I've never owned a dog, but I have a stable job and time to spend with one, so I went for it. I didn't want a pure bred. I didn't
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    need an expensive dog. I wanted a dog that I could love and that needed love. These thoughts are in my mind as I'm mindlessly browsing Facebook. I subscribe to a local yardsale page and came across a post
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    where a woman was giving her dog away, as she no longer had time to care for it. I take this as an opportunity to pour my love somewhere. I quickly contact her and make plans to acquire the dog. We
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    exchange numbers and the next day I'm picking this dog up at a local coffee shop parking lot. She hands me the dog without so much as a word, hops into her car quickly, then drives away.
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    The odor the dog is emitting is immense. I notice a blue harness around her body, caked with ps. Fh, hanging from the rigid blue harness. This dog looks me in the eyes with one of the most GO d
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    heartbreaking looks I've ever seen. My soul f' g ached. My stomach dropped. It's in a f.. g pit as I'm typing this. This dog is a healthy 55 pounds with a harness built for a G ed toy.
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    I'm holding my dog in the parking lot and I don't know what to do. I have no connection, no money invested, but I start crying. I just f g cried my eyes out. I'm holding my dog, standing tall and my eyes are pouring. I feel weak.
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    Weak that something I've never known could hurt me like this. I'm not a bh, in the sense that my dog is now my responsibility and the fact that I have you to love now is why I'm getting you
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    the attention you need. You are going to go to the vet and you are going to be cared for. The first day I had her, I gently removed her harness, snipped her matted fur, and
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    wiped away the ps and dried bd. I held her as I sanitized what I could, and she licked my face. She licked my face so much. The purest form of appreciation I've felt after 22 years on this planet is my dog licking my face.
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    I don't give a fk how much it costs, but my dog IS GOING TO BE CARED FOR. The wounds that encircle its ribcage and shoulders will be cleaned, WILL HEAL, AND YOU WILL SURVIVE.
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    I'm furious at the woman who gave me my dog. I'm furious that she left this being come to such a disgusting point in its life. I feel like vomitting. I'm queesy, not at your wounds, I wash
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    those with no burden. Im sick to my stomach and filled with sadness at your pain. But, tomorrow morning I'm going to clean your wounds again, give you a bath, dry you off, and load you into my SUV.
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    We are leaving early in the morning so you can be cared for all day by a Vet. She may have been neglected, but she's in good hands now.
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    At this point I don't know what to say, other than I just needed to vent. I'm filled with a variety of emotions, and I needed on see my thoughts on paper.
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    At the end of this day, I'm going to clean my dog's wounds and give her some food I made for her. I made a mixture of ground chicken and brown rice for her. She loves it
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    She wags her tail when I scratch her ears. She makes little grumbly cooing sounds when I rub her belly. She likes to jump up on me when she sees me, and that's okay. You are mine to love, and I am yours to love.

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