Reggie came into OBR's care April 30th from a HIGH KILL shelter in Scioto County, Ohio.

Reggie's Story...My name is Reggie and as you can see from my picture I have had better days. When my foster mom picked me up I felt pretty good. I was happy to be out of that horrible cage and excited I could run around even if it was at the end of a leash. Things were looking up for me for the first time in a long while.

That was short lived, because the bad news came fast, real fast...I went to the vet and tested positive for heart worms and whip worms. I wasn't so worried about the whip worms, probably explained why I was so skinny. The heart worms were a bummer, because those can be painful or so I've heard. I was coughing a little bit, but still felt okay. After my neuter, I trotted out of the vet office with my head held high and let out a loud howling bark. I knew then I had been through tougher battles so that was nothing. I was still pretty skinny, but was eating like a champ so even though I had worms, I was starting to pack on the pounds.

Then out of no where, it got bad... real bad... I started to throw up, not a little, but a lot. I wasn't hungry and anything I ate turned to diahrea. For a full day I couldn't keep anything down. Everything that went in, came out with an explosion. My foster mom knew it was serious so I was rushed to the veterinarian hospital. By then, I was too weak to stand up. I had lost a lot of water and had a high fever. When I arrived at the vet hospital it was a complete blur. I was too weak to walk so they carried me in. Immediately, they started hooking me up to IVs and pumping fluids in me. Everyone was worried that I wouldn't make it through the night. I heard them announce the bad news.... I had PARVO, a sure killer in young dogs if left untreated. Most likely I had picked it up while I was out wandering or living in the dog pound. It usually takes 10 days to show up and it did, in FULL FORCE. So now I'm spending my Spring in a vet hospital resting and getting stronger. I wag my tail and look forward to my people time even though there is a lot of poking and medication. I can't wait until I get the chance to play in the grass again, because I was sooo close to feeling the love and happiness I've spent so much of my life without. I'm taking each day one-at-a-time and begging you to send DROOL my way, because I can surely use it to get back on my feet.

Please contact Amy Barnes at forbassethounds@yahoo.com for updates on Reggie.