It’s been a whirlwind 24 hours. A friend of a friend found this Great Dane wandering around her neighborhood yesterday afternoon. It’s been in the minus degrees for the past two nights. He’s completely emaciated, with lots of sores on his legs and hips. I doubt he would have made it another night if she hadn’t found him.
A mad scramble to see if he was chipped and to find him a foster home instead of the shelter and he ended up with me.
He’ll be here until he’s healed up and put on some weight. I’m going to tell you, whoever had him, had him in a crate that was too small and he was in the crate for too long. I have put the more disturbing photos below the fold.