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Nikki II was a rescued Dane I adopted from Dane Angel. Her story is probably on the web site under past adoptions from 2001.

She was hit by a car on the weekend of  Thanksgiving, the car load of teens took her to an emergency center that stabilized her and the Vet actually took her home on Sunday night. I picked her up the following Monday. She had a temporary lameness caused by swollen nerve endings in her front leg. She was emaciated and bore many old scars. She was at least 6 yrs old, probably older,  HW positive, an actual stage 3 infestation. And had a heart murmur....but there was more to come.

Her 1st foster home couldn't get her to eat, so I took her. She couldn't tolerate kibble we learned, it caused her to vomit and have diarrhea, so I started cooking for her. I roasted whole turkeys, pot roasts, chicken, you name it. Anything to get her to eat and put on weigh, which she did. To make a long story short, she was finally scoped and we learned she had Inflammatory Bowl Disease or IBD, as well as the stage 3 HW disease and a heart murmur. We did successfully treat the HW with a slow kill. It was after that she really started to feel better.

We managed her IBD with Metro  and Prednisone. Without it, she fell back into the vomiting and diarrhea cycle. If I'd only known then what I know now I would have right away put her on the BARF/RAW feeding.

 She didn't have a clue as to how to play and would charge headlong across the yard at the other danes in play, her mouth wide open and scare the dickens out of them! She finally did learn, and she enjoyed the toys when she felt good, which wasn't all the time. 

She was smart too, she leaned quickly that if I put on sweat pants, I was staying home, jeans meant I was going somewhere. She'd charge the door to go with me. It got to a point where I had to sneak out of my own house to go anywhere without her. Oh the battles her and I had about this! She actually taught Darla how to grab the door in  her teeth and not let me close it.

In the end, her poor heart just couldn't go any longer and she died in my arms at the Vets.   She was only with me from November 2000 thru to July 2001, but she taught me more than any Dane or human ever has, about life and about myself.  I am not even sure at what point I told Midge I was keeping her, she just seemed to have always been there. I have never loved anyone like that before and probably never will again.

God how I still miss her.