Helen's Bio!
Story by Leana Wallin - BWBR Minnesota
Helen was picked special by a nice lady named Ethyl Johnson in Center City, MN.
Helen was a puppy at an adoption day at a pet store. She was very shy and held
back while her siblings ran to greet everyone. Ethyl took her home and loved her
very much. Helen went for walks everyday. She was very reluctant to go outside
and seem to have a fear of everything. And, Helen's muscles, legs, eye movement
, none of it worked in sync. Ethyl loved her anyway. I got to know
Ethyl by doing the adoption call backs for the rescue I was with at the time. We
visited from time to time for 5 years. One day, I got a call from Ethyl and she
said she was diagnosed with incurable cancer. (She is 90) It was all over her
body and into her brain. She wanted her pets to have loving homes before she was
incapable of doing it herself. I went and picked Helen up and brought her to my
place. I have many dogs, but Helen made herself at home. Going in and outside
was a big event. I usually wound up carrying her. She did get the hang of going
out the shed door to the dog pen. But, I had to put a huge foam piece on the
concrete outside for her to land on. She didn't jump out, she flew and her
landings weren't so smooth. When Helen went potty, she hopped like a bunny and
one had to pick up after her all over the place. Her back legs quivered
immensely! Her eyebrows caught the attention of my grandson, Cameron. They would
go up and down really fast and her eyes would dart all over the place at the
same time. When she got real excited, her teeth chattered and she would jump and
buck like a bronc. She could smile, though. Cuddling is a favorite pastime for
her and getting her loving. The first time she brought me a twig to throw, I was
totally amazed----she retrieves! That is a favorite playtime game.
When friends and fellow BWBR founder, Sherry and Randy Voigt, came up from
Valentine, NE. to bring more dogs who were to be adopted, they fell in love with Helen.
She is so ----Helen! I'll let Randy and Sherry take it from here. They took her
back to Valentine to their home. She is missed here, but she has found
her forever loving home there.
The continuation by Sherry Voigt - BWBR Nebraska
Her forever home indeed! And yes! Helen is loved tremendously!
Upon arriving home in Valentine, I took Helen to my Vet to have her shots
updated, heartworm tested, and an evaluation. My Vet said she most likely has
mis-firings within her cerebellum. In laymen's terms, this means that all of the
messages being sent are not getting to where they are suppose to go. This in
turn causes "ticks" in Helen's movements and in the way her brain processes
information. The most likely cause of this condition, is when the pregnant
mother is given her shots during pregnancy, which in turn can affect the
puppies. Such as it has Helen. In actuality, we will probably never know the
reason for Helen's uniqueness, but that does not matter... Helen is special.
After a couple of days of allowing Helen to settle into her new surroundings, my
husband decided to build a ramp for Helen, which would be attached to
our back steps. This, we hoped, would help to encourage her independence coming
or going. Well, it took about a week of me crawling up the ramp with Helen,
while holding onto her collar, encouraging her all the way-But, she finally "got
it"! So we are pleased to say that Helen has become a ramp climbing expert, even
to the point that she now attempts (and most of the time makes it) climbing the
back porch steps. What a trooper! While Helen has mastered the art of going into
the house, she has yet to get the going out on her own, and still has to be
carried outside. (All 45lbs of her!) I'm praying we'll get that part
accomplished before Winter! Either that or I'll have some really great looking
abs to show off!
Since being with us, Helen has improved in so many avenues. And some things have
not changed; but remain, endearing Helen qualities!. She has gained more muscle
control and strength. Her hind end may always have a bit of bounce in it when
accomplishing necessary "duties", but she has that down to a minimum compared to
what it was (front legs in forward motion-hind legs swinging like a pendulum and
bouncing like a bunny). She still refuses to walk on leash and will drop to a
sit or down position to prove it! She continues to walk backwards in certain
situations, rather than turning around to walk in forward motion. She would
prefer you did not come up along side of her. Her eyebrows still "dance". She
hears my voice when I come through the back door and barks until I greet her;
then she bounces and leaps with delight! She still curls her front paws at times
when in walking or leaping movement-also during sleep. Hugs can be given, but
always be aware of the position of your head in reference to hers. We've had a
few head knocking, jaw crackers which left Helen no worse off, but we were poppin' a few aspirin! Helen is not a real cuddler per say, but does enjoy
resting her head on your lap to take a nap, and will "ask" for massages and
rubs. Our shoes hold a real fascination for her, so we've learned to place them
"out of Helen's way"! Her new favorite toy is a stuffed sheep which
creates the baaa sound. She either pecks at it like a chicken until it cries,
holds it in her mouth and bucks like a bronc, or asks to play tug-o-war! Her
teeth still chatter sometimes. She now knows what to do with a raw bone! And you
can always tell when she is in thinking mode, trying to figure it all out!
All of this may seem like a lot of work or a lot of chaos... When people first
meet Helen, some of the comments we hear are: "poor thing", "how pathetic",
"they should have euthanized her". Well, my reply is this: "Helen has lived all
5 yrs. of her life as she is. She knows no different and is not in pain. Her
demeanor is that of a delighted child enjoying the wonders of the world (oh,
don't we wish
we could retain those childlike qualities). And, Helen is happy! So nothing else
is pertinent!" This special needs dog, has given me so many epiphanies over the
past few weeks... Watching Helen blossom and grow, I could only think, that the
joy I felt, must be the joy a parent of a special needs child feels, when that
child triumphs in a new accomplishment. Or, sitting on the sofa tonight, leafing
through a Handyman magazine from the library; just listening to all of the
commotion from the cats (Boopka, Sadie), dogs (Nessa Rose, Indy, Tootsie, Newby,
Claudia, Tizzy, Benny) and Helen. Then saying to my husband, "we really do have
a wild household". He replies: "you're just now noticing it? I've got news
for you honey, it's always been like this". Sherry: "well, I guess I have just
never sat long enough to observe without interacting". And at that moment,
realizing I wouldn't have it any other way.
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