This fellow came from the Baton Rouge shelter. He is housetrained and gets along with all dogs. He is incredibly sweet and has perfect house manners. He is ½ thru his heartworm treatment. He is easy to keep calm. His foster mom is pregnant and getting close to her due date. Can any one foster him for 3 weeks????
That was the email I responded to when I agreed to foster Bach. It was March 7, and he came to me on March 12. My 3 week, easy fostering assignment has turned into a 7-weeks-and-counting mission to save a dog's life.
There's no telling how he ended up in a shelter at his age, but it's clear that he wasn't valued by the people tasked with caring for him. He had not been neutered, and he tested positive for heartworms, a preventable and potentially fatal parasitic infection. He was saved by the rescue organization and neutered. He was then treated for the heartworms, a risky and potentially fatal procedure on its own. And then, I realized that he was occasionally dripping urine.

Combined with the fact that he had some weakness in his hind end, we guessed that he had some sort of nerve damage. The rescue coordinator was advised by one veterinarian to euthanize Bach, because he was "unadoptable" as he was. I urged her to at least have him examined by another vet to determine what the cause might be and whether there might be any medical options available. I let her know that I was committed to his care and wanted to give him every chance possible. I bought him custom made belly bands, and I cut up blue pads to use as "panty liners." I made special beds for him in his favorite spots (right next to me) that could be washed easily and kept the floors protected. I started giving him homeopathic drops.
Bach's Petfinder profile can be viewed at: http://search.petfinder.com/petdetail/25746894.
Update!
Bach was adopted and is a much loved family member living in the Bronx, NY. The day after meeting him, his new parents wrote:
"Yesterday morning we went up to Exit 14 in Spring Valley arriving at 8:30. A large van was in the parking lot giving a family a dog. The driver said that he was going off to Danbury, Connecticut and that another van would soon arrive. About 10 other cars arrived with children and adults At 9:00 a.m. the second van arrived. Each family stood in a row holding a leash. The driver asked, "What's the name of your dog?" Then the driver went into the van returning with their dog. There were yellow and black Labs and an assortment of other dogs. They were all wagging their tails and all the families had smiles on their faces and were joyful. The driver came over to Val and asked her dog's name. "Bach" she said. The driver went into the van and walked back with Bach, the king of all the dogs who was wagging his tail.
We brought him home and he played catch most of the day. His tail never stopped wagging. We love him and he loves us! We gave him his pills and his dinner at 6:00 p.m. He is loving, beautiful and friendly--we feel he has adopted us. Bach is a great dog.
Thank you for all you do for Labs and for bringing Bach into our lives."