Annie's RB Story

Annie came to 2nd Chance in August 2017 from the Boulder shelter. She had been surrendered by her owner to the shelter in Boulder, CO who thankfully contacted 2nd Chance Vizsla Rescue. Turns out she had been surrendered to this shelter several times. She did suffer from Lupus and had to be on medication for the rest of her life. She was a 6-month-old mix of unknown origins when she was first adopted by a family where she had a great life for over 6 years.

Her former family made sure she had obedience and behavior training and she learned many commands.  Her favorite toy was a tennis ball – her former owner said it is like a pacifier for her because she would walk around with it in her mouth.

If you are wondering about the loss of pigment on nose, she was diagnosed with Canine Lupus (DLE) which is an uncommon autoimmune disease of the basal cell layer of the skin. The good news is it is easily treatable with antibiotics and occasional eye drops and it does not progress to systemic lupus erythematosus (SLE) in dogs.

Annie shortly became a permanent resident of 2nd Chance Vizsla Rescue due to the fact that she could not be adopted due to her Lupus problem. She could not be left outside due to too much sun exposure. We did get some sunscreen for her, but she would just lick it off.

She was a real pleasure to have as a house dog. She learned to tolerate our cats. Some of them she just didn’t like, but she did learn that the house was the neutral zone. Annie did have a Vizsla buddy, Chilli Bean, who did cross over the Rainbow Bridge last year.

Annie did get really attached to me, because I did everything for her. Whenever I went shopping, she wanted to go with me. She knew when I put on “going out” clothes I was going somewhere and she would wait for me at the door to get into my van. I was always trying to outsmart her.  Sometimes it worked. She always had to be where I was.

On Monday morning (September 19, 2022) I noticed that she was not waiting for me to let her out of her crate for potty time. I had noticed her heavy breathing the night before. I finally got her to go outside, but she was not really interested in doing her morning duties. I got out the slip that she recognized as the going out slip lead and took her to my van and helped her into the back and covered her with a blanket. I later took her to my vet so he could help her cross over.

She was not a purebred Vizsla and possibly not a Vizsla at all, but she was loved a 100% pure love. She will be gratefully missed.

Rita