Last week my GF went to her Dad's house & discovered that her brother had found a little puppy just chilling on their back porch the night before. The poor lil girl was dirty and infested with fleas. Since GF's Dad already has 2 dogs and is on a fixed income we took the pup with us.
We took her to the vet clinic where GF works. They gave her a Capstar (which makes dogs' blood toxic to fleas for 24 hours), her first series of vaccination shots & treatment for worms in her digestive tract. Than we took her home and bathed her. We had figured that since there were so many of the fleas and their eggs we'd need a flea comb to remove them, but after we dropped her in the tub and gave her a bath (having a shower massager rocks) she looked like she'd been an indoor pup all of her life and we didn't even have to use the flea comb. The veterinarian told us that she's probably 10 weeks old & some sort of a hound mix who will probably be 50lbs at adulthood.
Two of my co-workers (a couple) have expressed an interest in adopting her. GF named her Waffles just because we needed a name when doing our thing at the vet clinic and when the receptionist ask what her name was GF said "Waffles, she looks like a waffles." Here is a pic of her with my friend who is planning on adopting her. She's a sweet cuddly little pup, but also a firecracker. Our 40lb, 11 month old, pit-mix pup likes to play with her & if Kaylee (the pit-mix) goes too far this lil 11lb pup isn't afraid to bark and assert herself.
Here she is with my friend who wants to adopt her.