Runt of the Litter

She was the tiniest puppy of the litter. Her brothers and sisters would push her away and mama wouldn't let her eat. One of the kids in the house tried to feed her with a doll bottle, but that didn't work out so well.

When I first saw this skinny little "runt of the litter," I wanted her. It didn't matter that she was malnourished, thin and kind of sickly-I still wanted her! After the "rescue operation," and when this impoverished puppy finally made her home at our place, things were very different. The first thing that changed was that somebody wanted her. I'd fallen for that little dog big t...