Golden Angel – Polo
Hello wonderful GRRR humans. My name is Polo and I’m so happy to have this chance to share my story with you. I’ve heard there is something called the “Golden Angel Fund” and I have been chosen to become an official spokesdog for this amazing cause. My life was difficult (and very sad) before GRRR took me in, and although my health is getting better with each passing day in your care, I still have a long way to go.
There have been many changes in my life. I spent my first nine years with my original family and, although it wasn’t the best, I had a place to call home. I was a loyal friend and a very good boy, and I was always grateful to have a roof over my head and a family that I could watch over. Life wasn’t perfect, though. I have suffered from severe skin allergies and ear infections for a very long time – so long that I have permanent scars from both conditions. I needed much more medical attention than my family could afford, so at the ripe old age of nine they decided to surrender me to the shelter. Then they found out there was a surrender fee they couldn’t afford either.The shelter was afraid I would end up in the wilderness or on the streets to fend for myself, so they called Mary Kenton and gave her my owners’ information. Mary called my family and said they would take me without a surrender fee, and now here I am with you. Fellows like me with “a lot of life experience” and health issues aren’t a real popular choice for people coming to the shelter to find a new best friend. Becoming GRRR’s newest Golden Angel is by far the best thing that has ever happened to me. When my family dropped me off, I was scared and confused and had such a feeling of sadness as they drove off. Little did I know the best chapter of my life was just beginning.
Mary Kenton vividly remembers the day I first came to GRRR. “When Polo arrived, there was an overwhelming smell of a yeast infection the minute he walked through the door. His poor ears were missing a lot of hair and showed evidence of chronic ear infections. The scar tissue inside his ears was horrible. The skin on his body was either bright red, hot and painful in some areas, or grey where it had likely been killed by the infection. It was heartbreaking to see him in such terrible condition, and yet his sweet, loving Golden personality was still able to shine through. He was literally starved for attention and love, and everyone at Phoebe’s Place was there for him. I had to fight back the tears as I realized how long he must have lived in such misery. No Golden should ever be treated this way, least of all this sweet, lovable boy.”
I was only at Phoebe’s Place for a few hours before I was whisked off to be seen by Dr. Carpenter at Arvada West Veterinary Hospital. I was immediately placed on a regimen of two medicated baths weekly, along with Prednisone, Ketoconazole and Cephalexin. I went back to Phoebe’s Place with my very own pharmacy of medications, all provided by the Golden Angel Fund. I wasn’t sure exactly what was going on, but I could tell everyone wanted the best for me. I ate my first tasty meal in my new home, breathed a sigh of relief and slept better than I had in a long time.
It took several baths before I started to smell better. Bath time is the absolute best! I jump right into the tub and stand there patiently while the medicated shampoo sits for the required time. I’m a very good boy because I know the baths help bring relief. Oh, and I really enjoy the massage I get while I’m getting shampooed. The pain in my ears is improving, and now that I don’t rub them on everything to relieve the itching, I’m even growing some hair back. Can you believe somebody actually described me as handsome?
After six weeks of baths and medications I’m starting to feel a little better. I have so many wonderful new people in my life to help me scratch where I can’t reach. I will do just about anything for a belly rub or to have my ears scratched by the loving hands of all my new friends. As Mary points out, “Polo still has a long road ahead of him. It took a long time for the infection to develop and it’s going to take a long time for it to get better.” Luckily GRRR and the Golden Angel Fund were here to save my life. I couldn’t have gone on much longer in so much misery.
I spend my days at Phoebe’s Place playing with the other dogs, enjoying wonderful meals and realizing how lucky I am. Sometimes I just like to curl up with a pile of toys and go into my own little world and enjoy the immense relief and contentment I feel. I can’t wait to share my love with a new family. I have so much to offer – I’m loving and sweet and very grateful for any kindness that comes my way. Being the optimistic Golden that I am,
I don’t dwell on the past and how miserable I felt most of my life. Life just keeps getting better every day. I wish I could give each of you a happy, tail-wagging kiss and say thank you in person.
And to that very special someone somewhere out there reading this – I know you will realize I am just the fellow you’ve been hoping to find. Please come take me home with you. I’m so ready to have a family who loves me as much as I love them.
Update: Polo now has a forever home