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Many people here at YT have asked me if I turned the lady in that had Maggy May since I've became a member. I've decided to write the whole story and the reason why I hadn't turned her in so everyone would know and understand. In case your not familiar with Maggy's story, she came from a horrible situation, the lady had 28 dogs inside and 25 outside and from what I had been told, it was totally disgusting. So, here's the story.

I was setting at home one day and got a call from my sister, she told me she got a call from our Mom who had gotten a call from our Auntie Sue. Our Mom had told my sister about this litter of pups that were only 6 weeks old and the owner was going to have the whole litter put down if she didn't find homes for them all. My sister was told they were part yorkie/chihuahua and my Mom was going to go down and get one of the pups so my sister asked her to bring her back one as well, she said she told our Mom she didn't want a white one though and she didn't want one with short hair and she didn't want one that looked exactly like a chihuahua. My sister had told me the lady that had the pups were our Auntie Sue's neighbor and the lady had a bunch of dogs inside and outside. When I got off the phone, I was LIVID!! My daughter and I talked and she said she'd love to have one but she wanted a black one, cause having a white one would remind her to much of a previous animal she'd had and she didn't want that. So, I called our Mom and told her Jess (my daughter) wanted one of the pups as well and since she was driving down, could she bring Jess back a pup to. I told her the color Jess wanted. She said ok, she'd bring her one back. So, I got off the phone with her and called my Auntie Sue and told her Jess was gonna take one of the pups as well and asked if the lady still had the pups, she said yes. Then I started asking questions and that's when I found out she had 28 dogs inside and 25 dogs outside and the lady didn't even know these pups were born until she moved her couch out and found them recently. Needless to say, I was even more livid when I got off the phone that time, I mean, to think this lady had all these dogs and the horrid conditions they were in, it just sickened me. So, our Mom was supposed to go down the next day and get three pups. Well, my husband and I went to my sisters house and waited and waited for our Mom to show up with the pups but she never showed up, we found out that the lady said she could come down like a day or two later to get them, I guess she was busy or something and no one could come over just yet. So, a day or two later, we went over to my sisters and waited again. Finally we got a call from my Mom, she said there was only two pups left, one was hers and one was for my sister Sherrie. I felt bad for Jess (our daughter) cause she had already went out and got a dog bed, puppy food, toys and had money put away already to take it straight to the vet. I knew from past experience that my Mom was not good with animals, she doesn't take care of them, she never takes them to a vet, she's let her past boyfriends beat them into submission damn near killing them before and she wasn't financially able to take care of an animal, let alone one that was bound to have medical issues coming from such horrid conditions. So, my heart sank, Jess had been calling me from her work wanting to know if the pup was there yet. Finally when the pups did arrive with my Mom, there was Maggy May, she had long hair, was black and looked sick, her eyes was swollen and she wasn't active at all. Then there was this all white one that looked just like a pure chihuahua, short coat and just so darn cute. My Mom pulls the black one out and says, this ones mine (meaning hers) and she pulls the second one out and says, this ones yours Sherrie. My sister just looked at it and said, no it's not Mom, I told you I didn't want one that was all white, short hair and looked like a chihuahua. She told my Mom she didn't want it. My sister turned to me and asked if Jessie wanted it. I said, well, she said she didn't want a white one cause it would remind her to much of Chance and I knew it would upset her having the white one, it would just remind her of Chance to much. I had asked my Mom if she'd trade pups and let Jess have the black one and she said no. I told her that was BS, she KNEW the other day I told her Jess didn't want a white one, she wanted a black one. She laughed at me and said, nope. So then I called Jess at work and told her what was going on and that the white one now had no home and her Grandma would trade and let her have the black pup. She was upset but said, bring the white one home, I'll take it, it has to have a home, I'll take it. I got off the phone and told my sister and Mom that Jess was upset but said she'd take the white one. I guess finally my Mom felt bad and she walked over to me and said, here, take it, I don't want it, let Jess have it, it was the black pup. I said, no, don't worry about it. She said, no, just take it, I don't want Jess to be upset. I asked her if she was sure and she said yes, but Jess could only have her under one condition, she had to name her Chleo. That is my dead Grandmother. I said, well Mom, I can't promise you that, I don't know what she'll name it, then my husband said, no, if it's gonna be Jess's dog, she'll name it what she chooses to name it, not what you want her to name it. She got ticked off and said here, just take it. I asked one more time if she was sure and she said yes, so, I said ok and took the black pup and left and Ross and I headed straight to the vet with it because Jess was at work. I know that sounds mean, but you have to know my Mom and how she is with animals, she's starved them, neglected them emotionally and physically, tosses them to the curb when their no longer baby pups and the novelty wears off, all kinds of crap.

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