Finn & Sassi are doing well........ One thing that makes me pause however, the fact that when I went to pick them up at the Humane Society, a younger worker turned to me after she brought my Finn man out giving the leash to my fella who stepped out to take Finn to the car, stating with a very kind smile, "You will need to come back and get Sassi & Cinni, they won't let us take them out of the crates." I could understand my needing to get Sassi, she is a little fiesty thing who doesn't mind barking at people, but she's not aggressive, but Cinni ..... my little Cinnabun? Cinni is docile, has always had the sweetest, most calm energy around people and other animals, so hearing this made me pause. I shifted a bit, looked at the young woman for a moment, looking straight into her eyes before I asked "Cinni is acting up? That is very unusual for her, did something happen?".... The young lady averted her eyes for just a half a second then back to me, gave me a slight smile and started saying "No, they are just being a little testy, they didn't want us touching them." At which time an older woman interrupted and stated with a more than slight tone "They aren't socialized at all (umm...excuse me? you are wrong there.); they weren't being very accepting of our touching them"....
This womans tone made my brows raise, I turned my eyes to the woman and I could feel the clash of energy when I looked directly at her and my eyes did not waver when she puffed up a bit and shot me a look of icy assumption, she looked away and I let my eyes remain on her as I spoke with the young woman who had by this time started to look a bit nervous. "That is unusual for Cinnabun, she has never exhibited any aggression toward people. I apologize but find it difficult to believe she was testy unless of course (my eyes remained on the older woman as I said this) she was treated roughly, bringing her defensiveness out. Then yes, I could see that. Take me to my dogs, please." The older woman stiffened and opened the door to the backroom, leading me and my fella who had returned as I was talking and had turned to look at me, his own brows slowing beginning to raise, through the door and into the small narrow hallways where they had crates stacked on top of one another with angels waiting to be picked up.
We took a few steps around the corner and there was Cinnabun, standing at the crate door, trembling softly and directly across from her was Sassifrassie laying in her crate with a look of confusion on her face, neither one seemed to still be groggy from the surgery, which made me start to wonder, but I said nothing as they opened the crates and urged us to get the babies out.
My fella lifted Cinnabun from her crate, she made no sound, didn't move a muscle when he put her on the floor, she just had this odd very far off stare going on and she sat on the floor trembling like she was freezing, this crawled all over me, she'd never looked like that, never.
I squatted down talking to her and she didn't even blink, just kept this far off stare and trembled. Right away I knew, Cinnabun had, had a less than stellar experience and looking up at Sassi, she was not happy either. Sassi didn't make a sound but neither would she move out of that crate.
I tried to coax her out, my fella also tried to get her to move, but she just looked at us, with these soft eyes that said "This was not a fun time Mommy." I tried again to reach in and lift her out, she threw her legs out straight and wouldn't budge, the crate was on top of another larger crate, making manuvering a little difficult and the older woman who stood impatiently in the hallway stepped over saying "Here, we need to get them out so we can go help the rest of the people picking up their animals" she stepped over and reaching into the crate, tried to grab Sassi and lift her out, Sassi growled at this woman making the woman recoil and I stepped up, almost snarling at the woman myself, snapping. "Don't! I will get her out, put the crate on the floor."
So we set the crate on the floor and still Sassi would not budge, so the younger tech gave the leash and I hooked it on Sassi, urging her out of the crate, she wasn't moving. I was getting more angered, neither of these angels had ever not come to me or my fella, the older woman went to grab the leash and the younger woman who I think could tell if that woman had touched the leash I may have just reached out and touched her, took the leash and pulled Sassi from the crate Sassi came out of the crate with more than a little to do and my fella moved the crate back up to the other.
We headed out into the main room, but Cinni would not walk, she didn't pul or balk, she did nothing. She sat there with that stare on her face until finally my fella handed me SassiFrass' leash and picked Cinnabun up, carrying her outside as I said thank you to the other techs and looked daggers at the old woman who was glaring at Sassi as we walked toward the door. It took quite a lot for me not to turn my razored tongue on that woman, but I refrained and said a warm thank you to the other techs and we left.
My fella had put Cinnabun down to let her go potty before we put her in the car, but again she would not move, she didn't respond when we said her name and barely blinked when we tried loving on her, the ride home was quiet, Finna & Sassi both sleeping, but Cinni remained in that far off "daze" state all the way home, my fella had to carry her into the house. She has gotten a little better since being home, but she still isn't herself. Cinnabun was changed by that experience which breaks this Mommas' heart in two, I am working with her again with a leash but she flinched when I reached out to pet her when we arrived home, something she has never done before, she actually flinched like I was going to hit her, something we never have done and would never do.
The entire thing, makes me infuriated. We will work with our baby and she will be fine, but the entire situation makes me just have to wonder.
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