We were asked by a good friend if we would consider helping a senior French Mastiff who needed help. Once we heard his story, there was no way he wasn’t coming here – an outside dog, no bed on cement, food rationed. We said yes and arrangements for his pick up was made on the TG Bus Run February 13th, 2012. Dave was horrified when he met Bruno – he could barely stand, his eyes were caked shut with exudate. It took all three men to lift the big dog into the van. The dog was breathing very heavily – he was not in very good condition. At the rest area in Hope, they offered Bruno water which he drank and drank – water starved. He would not eat. So on they drove. In Cache Creek at their usual motel, they lifted Bruno down with a sling of towels and helped him walk to eliminate. They brought him into the room and he collapsed on a bed of blankets from the supply in the van. Slings were used to load him up again, he still would not eat. Dave feared he was transporting a dying dog. Dave stopped at the Burns Lake Veterinary Clinic on his way through and he was seen in the back of the van. Loaded up with eye cream, antibiotics for his entropion eyes that were never fixed and metacam, Dave came home. His prognosis was very guarded. This old 9 year old mastiff had been hard done by.
Somehow Bruno was unloaded and made his way from the van to the yard (his metacam given at the vet clinic had kicked in) and up the ramp to a nest of quilts next to the woodstove. Bruno gave a heartfelt sigh – he was home! He was warm and comfy. He was safe. With the metacam, he could get up and he could eat. He took his pills in a wiener – Dave almost lost his hand!! he put drops in his eyes.
Slowly Bruno started getting better. He ate well. He was always housebroken, very clean. He was so happy to have warmth and a soft bed. Dave found him a huge dog cushion. Bruno had his own bed. If any dog was on his bed, he would just collapse on top of the interloper. They soon learned to get off that bed when Bruno came in!
Bruno enjoyed his summer, built up muscles in his legs and happily TROTTED along the fence with the other dogs barking at intruders!! He was a happy fellow. His person was Dave and he followed Dave all day and lay beside his bed. He was a fulfilled old fella with his own person. It doesn’t get any better than that!
Sunday, his cough was more pronounced though he still ate well and went outside to do his business. He followed Dave to the door when Dave left to drive Bear home after a day spent with us. He lay down next to the woodstove to wait for Dave to come home so he could escort back into the common room. Sometime during the night, his massive heart stopped. Our Bruno was running free and unencumbered at the Rainbow Bridge.