Warning : Sensitive subject matter and some semi - graphic photos . Journee once had owners that lived in a house in Indianapolis . For reasons unknown to me - her owners up and left , while their dogs were still outside . My best guess is that the owner ( s ) went to jail , because all of their belongings were still in their house , packed ( we could see into their house from outside ) and their truck sat out front in the same spot for months . The history I know about Journee is from the original owners neighbors who filled me in on what they knew . I was told that they had multiple dogs that lived outdoors , Journee being one . When the owners left , the dogs roamed the neighborhood for a while , but the others eventually either left , were picked up , or hit by cars - I really do not know . I do know that Journee stuck around that neighborhood for months . The neighbors noticed her sticking around and started feeding her , one of the neighbors posted her on Craigslist to try and find help for her . This is how I found out about Journee . I started emailing with the neighbor who posted her online , and told them to give me some information about her usual habits and whereabouts . My boyfriend Scott and I drove out one evening to where she was , about 20 minutes from our house , thinking hopeful thoughts that we would simply find her , catch her , and take her to the vet . Once we got to the neighborhood , we weren 't sure where the exact house was that she was hanging around . We parked in the school parking lot , which opened to the school field , and the back of the field met the neighborhood yards . We walked around the field , saw a man walking through it , and went to ask him if he 'd seen a white dog . He happened to be the man that I had been emailing , he said he 'd seen her the night before , wasn 't sure exactly where she stays near , so we gave him our numbers and asked him to call us when he spots her . We drove around the neighborhood , stopping at each empty house , knocking on doors and climbing fences to check the backyards of each . We looked for an hour , then we got to a cul - de - sac , the last house was an empty yellow house . I had a funny feeling about it , we went through the backyard , but didn 't find anything . The house next door looked like it had been abandoned , we knocked to make sure , then went into the backyard . That 's where we first spotted her . She 'd been living in the yard of this house , which was not actually abandoned , just very unmaintained . There was a huge privacy fence , and we thought we had her cornered . We weren 't expecting to find her though , so we didn 't check the outside of the fence for holes first and the inside had grass and weeds too high to see any holes … But she knew exactly where the holes were , she panicked and slipped out of one . After looking around the yard she was in , it was clear she had been living there . No one went into the yard , it was full of old bikes and cars . There was a path through the grass worn by her coming in and out , and little nests of grass laid down where she had slept . No one bothered her there , until us . After we narrowed down the area she was staying in , we knocked on the neighbors ' doors and handed them pamphlets with my information and the rescues information , explaining that we would be trying to catch her . One family said that animal control had been out 3 or 4 times to try and catch her , but each time , were unable to . I was determined though . We walked around the rest of the nearby houses , and we saw her laying in the school field . She had a swollen belly and a hurt foot so she couldn 't run for a long time . While walking around the field … we saw Deebo . Deebo was chained in the backyard of a little blue house . He lived in the corner of the yard . We went to talk to his owners , and asked if they had seen the white dog around . Turned out , Journee had been hopping the fence to Deebo 's yard for a few months . She snuck into his yard every night around midnight , and they slept together . He was the reason she stayed in the neighborhood - and the father of her puppies . We placed a live trap that a friend let me borrow , in the front yard of the empty yellow house , and filled it with all kinds of dog goodies , food , and water . We covered the trap , tied it up to a tree so no one would take it , and left a note on it . The next day , hoping she would be caught , we went back to check but the trap was empty . After a week or so of refilling the trap with fresh food , we moved the trap into Deebo 's yard , so that maybe when she came to visit him at night , she would go into the trap . We spent a few nights sitting in my Jeep , waiting for her to come to the trap . Nothing ever happened . We filled it with dry dog food , wet dog food , cat food , dog treats , hamburgers , cheese , hot dogs , bologna , you name it ; we tried it . We also tried patching up the holes in the fence of the first yard we saw her in , where she had been living . We asked the home owner - who had no clue she was living in his yard , to keep the gate open to the yard , and we left a trail of food into it . But she had not gone back in there , because we tainted it for her . We spotted her a few times over the following weeks , and we tried everything we could think of to safely catch her . We borrowed a catch pole hoping we could get close enough to loop it around her . The neighbors all had my contact information and would call me when she came near their houses . I asked them to stop feeding her in hopes that if she got hungry , she would go in the trap or come to us for food . We tried laying down in the grass , tried walking the other way , tried bringing our dog out to lure her , tried sitting and eating to see if she would be interested - and she was much too terrified to ever come close to us . Eventually , we got frustrated and tried to run after her , hoping we could run her down because of her physical condition . We realized that was a horrible idea shortly after trying it because she can fly over fences like nobody 's business , and when I was running over a fence going after her , I slipped and busted my elbow open . Lesson learned , do not ever run after a stray dog . I drove out every day bringing fresh food and water , and hoping to earn Journee 's trust just by coming around so often . One of the afternoons we were out there with the catch pole talking with the neighbors about Journee - two women pulled up , got out and started cussing at us . They told us to walk over to my Jeep because the police were waiting for us . While we were walking over to my Jeep , she tried to run us over , and almost hit the neighbor 's child who was helping us . There were five police cars surrounding my Jeep because she called and said " we were trying to kill all the dogs . " When we tried to explain that we were with a rescue and were trying to humanely trap the stray white dog , she was screaming and mocking us . " Oh yeah , they 're " rescuing her " they want to kill her . She 's fine out here ! She 's someone 's dog ! We all feed her ! " When we said IACC had been out 3 - 4 times to try and catch her but couldn 't , she said " I know I seen the pound out here and when you can 't catch a damn dog then you leave it alone . " So the police asked us more about what we were doing out there , we showed them the trap and said we had been out there for over two weeks trying to humanely trap her . We pointed out the house that the people in the neighborhood said she was left behin The police were trying not to laugh at this woman , she was screaming at the top of her lungs that we 'd been " vandalizing all the houses and trying to kill all the Pit Bulls because we hate Pits . " She was rambling for some reason about us wasting her tax dollars trying to catch the dog , which I just laughed at . At that point , I had probably spent $ 100 or more of my money in gas for my 16mpg Jeep ( yes , painful ) - driving back and forth to where Journee was , and probably another $ 25 on buying her food and treats to try and lure her . The police didn 't care about why we were there , we didn 't get a ticket , they told us to be careful , and left . All the neighbors except this woman , cooperated with us . She was just a lunatic . We had a few friends come out to help us look for Journee , and when I couldn 't get out there to check the trap and give her fresh food , others were willing to . She had never let us get within more than 50 feet of her , but about a week before she was finally caught , she let me get within inches of her , so I knew at the point that she had started to trust me , at least a little bit . After weeks of trying everything we knew to try , spending hot afternoons walking the neighborhood and nights waiting in my Jeep - she gave in . She was hot , tired , pregnant , and scared . She just lost all will to keep running and got close enough for me to loop a leash without her running away . That afternoon we drove directly to the vet - who examined her and confirmed what we were dreading , she was pregnant . Other than that , she appeared healthy . She was not terribly skinny because we had been feeding her - and though we weren 't sure exactly when she had gotten pregnant , the vet first estimated she had about a week until labor . So we took her for a bath , and lord did she need it . She was filthy and covered with fleas and ticks . Then we brought her home while I looked for a foster home for her . I had never had experience with a pregnant dog & puppy birth before so I had hoped I would find someone with more experience and a quiet home for her to relax in before birth and then stay with the puppies until they were old enough to be adopted . I set her up with a crate and bed in our spare bedroom , away from our dogs while I searched for a foster . My efforts were fruitless , no one stepped up to foster - understandable because puppies are a lot of work , and a lot of cleaning . So , she stayed with us . After her first week - she had shown no signs of labor , so she went back to the vet just to check that things were okay . Everything seemed fine , so we were just playing the waiting game . Then during week 2 , she showed signs of labor that were false alarms . One night I thought she was in labor so I stayed up all night with her . When there were no signs of puppies coming , she went back to the vet . Still , everything looked fine . The vet wanted to give her a couple more days - and if still nothing , she would have to have a c - section . We waited patiently , we made sure she had a safe , clean place for birth . She got a baby pool full of blankets and towels , she was eating good food and sleeping almost all the time . During one of her vet visits before the puppies came , she was tested for heartworm - which came back highly positive . Though I had hoped she wouldn 't be , it didn 't surprise me . She had been left outdoors in the summer with no prevention . We waited to start treatment until after the puppies were born . On my birthday - I said I wished for Journee to have a safe , easy delivery of healthy puppies as my gift . I had anxiously awaited the arrival of her babies from the first vet visit the very day she was caught , which at this point - had been close to three weeks . We knew a c - section was imminent . We went to sleep on my birthday not thinking anything was out of the norm . Journee had not shown any signs of labor that evening , so I did not suspect anything . But I woke up in the morning and walked into our hallway . I saw what I thought was a potty accident from Journee on the ground . When I looked closer , I realized it was a deceased puppy . At that exact moment , my panic kicked in . I tried to stay calm , I found Journee hiding in her crate with more puppies . I made sure she was okay with me touching the puppies and wasn 't going to be too protective , and I gently lifted them up . Another that she had tucked under her teat , was also deceased . I attempted to revive him , but he was gone . There were 2 little puppies that were cold and trying to nurse . We picked them up , put them in the baby pool on a heating pad . I walked Journee into her pool and left her to the puppies . I called the vet , trying to hold back tears , explaining what had happened . We thought Journee was only going to have 4 puppies - and 4 had been delivered . She was still laboring though , so we were going to wait an hour to see if she was going to deliver more , and then take her to the vet . She was taking care of her two puppies , cleaning them and letting them nurse . Shortly after , two more puppies came at once . One stillborn , one alive . By then my parents had come to my house to help us , so we attempted to revive the puppy , with no success . My father wrapped the three deceased puppies in a blanket and buried them in the corner of our yard where there was a patch of flowers . Journee was taking care of the three living puppies - but still laboring . A seventh puppy arrived , she would not break the amniotic sac and he was going to suffocate , so we broke it open . He was weak , barely moving . She did not want him . I put him on the heating pad while we made a bottle of puppy formula . I lifted him to her face , trying to get her to pay him attention . I held him to her nipple for him to nurse and he could barely open his mouth . Eventually , he latched on and almost immediately gained strength . Not enough to nurse without being held , and she still did not want him . She kept trying to pull away and leave him , knowing that he was weak . I repeatedly tried for her to accept him . After a half hour , she did - she began cleaning him and tucked him in with his three brothers by her stomach to nurse . Everything seemed great , she had stopped laboring , she had accepted the weakest puppy , and all four boys were nursing on their own . I was so relieved . I was upset about the three puppies we lost , but felt a huge sense of relief seeing her take to the surviving puppies . We left her alone , and called the vet to update them . We all thought she had no other puppies . For an hour - things we good , we checked on her periodically , the puppies were okay . All were warm and eating . We decided to name her four boys all Greek God names ; Hades , Apollo , Theseus , and Zeus . Zeus was the strongest , the biggest , and the noisiest . He had not stopped nursing since she got in the baby pool and he was able to lift himself to wiggle . Hades was the last to be born , the smallest boy . Apollo and Theseus were about the same size , both also tiny . Seemingly out of nowhere , Journee turned on the puppies . She lifted Zeus away from her teat , I watched from the doorway thinking that she was going to clean him off . She bit into him . I ran to her and heard him squealing , she would not let go . I pried him out of her mouth , but he had tooth holes through his fragile body and blood was pouring out . We went to lift the other three puppies away from her , and she grabbed Hades into her mouth , trying to bite down . I got him out before she hurt him , only barely . We put the puppies in a box with blankets and a warmer , got Journee in the car and rushed to the emergency vet . I held Zeus , trying to stop the blood . Once we arrived , the vet took Zeus in the back and told us that she had punctured his lung , not only was he bleeding out , but there was air leaking . He was humanely euthanized after we kissed him goodbye . The vet took Journee in the back - we knew something was wrong because of how quickly she turned on the puppies . They did an ultrasound and saw more puppies - but couldn 't detect fetal heartbeats . This was now life or death , she needed an emergency c - section or she would not make it . So she was prepped for surgery , while we made the remaining puppies their bottles and kept them wrapped in blankets on warm packs . After a few hours , the vet came to talk to us to say she made it through surgery and was waking up from the anesthesia . They removed three more puppies , all already deceased - one had not properly formed and was missing part of his skull . After midnight , Journee was ready to go home . She had her stomach stapled and we were armed with pain medicine , antibiotics , and a cone . We were told to not allow her to be reintroduced to the puppies , she had a huge incision and had already rejected them . So we stayed up through the night feeding them often . We knew they had a small chance of survival . We knew that Journee had likely turned on them because she was either in pain from the other puppies , or she knew something was wrong . They were loud , and loved to be near each other . When one would leave his brothers to eat , the others would squeal until he was back or they were being fed , too . They would wiggle around and crawl on top of each other . When they would lay on my chest they would all wiggle to be under my shirt . They were full of personality and spunk at only a few hours old . I learned each of their needs . I knew that Theseus got colder easier than the other two boys , so he had his own warm pack and was always wrapped in a blanket or on my chest . Apollo loved to eat , I never had to struggle with him to get him to drink the bottle . Hades loved to sleep but as soon as he was hungry he would start screaming louder than I ever imagined his little body would be able to , but calmed down once he was done . He hated when I had to help him go potty , he just wanted to take a nap right after eating . And when he got too warm he would wiggle away from the warm side of the box . I slept on the couch with them in the box right next to me . I didn 't sleep a wink the first night . Journee was in a separate room and she would cry when she heard them . It was the most heartbreaking noise to hear . She didn 't understand what had happened , she loved her babies . She did what she thought she had to do . Sometimes nature is cruel , and Journee wasn 't having any of an easier time than her babies were . In the morning my sister came over and helped to care for them while I slept . She bonded with them instantly . Theseus was " her " boy . He wanted nothing to do with me once Hannah had held him . He spent his entire second day with her holding him . He slept comfortably in her shirt . He was the first of the three survivors to pass . It was incredibly tough on all of us . I felt like I should have been able to do more for him . It was different when he passed . I remember we had all three of the boys at my parent 's house , we knew we were losing Theseus because he just started crying and crying . Before that he had been quiet unless he was hungry . We couldn 't do anything to comfort him . I called the vet desperate for something to help him , they said we were doing everything right and it was up to him , and to nature for him to survive . I started to panic in his last minutes . I gave him to my mom to hold . She knew he was slipping away , he was wrapped in a blanket and not long after , his painful cries stopped and he fell asleep in my mother 's arms . The other puppies we lost were completely out of our control . We had a chance to bond with Theseus . We knew his smell , his squeal , and his little movements . It was much harder than I had thought . It is amazing how much we can bond with other creatures , so quickly . He was buried in our backyard with his other brothers and sisters . We still had Hades and Apollo to care for , and their mama . The next day was a rollercoaster . They were constantly up and down , but each hour that went by increased their chances of survival . They continued to hold on , and they were growing . I am not a religious person but I found myself praying for them more than I had for anything before . After Theseus passed , I came to terms with the fact that it wasn 't up to me , or anyone else , if the other boys lived . We were doing everything we could do , it was up to them to keep fighting . Hades passed two days after Theseus . He went downhill very quickly , there was no struggle and no painful cries . He just drifted away . Apollo survived the longest . He lived to be five days old . He had struggled immensely in the beginning , I thought many times that I was losing him but he hung on . We had gained a little bit of hope for him , he had survived longer than anyone anticipated . But we knew not to get too excited . He , too , drifted away peacefully . He fell asleep and never woke up . So much effort by so many people was poured into those sweet little souls , but some things are just not meant to be . Journee was following her instinct . They just were not fit to survive . Those few days I spent caring for them were some of the hardest , but most rewarding days of my life . They left a huge imprint on me , and to this day I find myself wishing that I could see them running through fields and rolling around . A day or two after Journee 's birth , she developed a mastitis infection . In the morning when I went to let her in the yard and feed her , I saw that she had gotten her cone off in the middle of the night and she was covered in blood . I immediately thought she had torn out her staples from the c - section . When I checked her , the staples were fine but her teat had broken open . I took her to the vet , it was cleaned up and she was given more medication . I put warm compresses on it as often as I could . It came on so strongly and quickly , and she was so uncomfortable but so good about letting me help take care of her . She had lost her appetite entirely . I tried so many foods and combinations to get her to eat . I had to open her mouth and shove her medications down because she wouldn 't eat anything I hid them in . She wanted to sleep and that was it . It was more than her being ill and in pain , she was grieving . She had been through so much and it just wasn 't getting any easier for her . After a few days her mastitis infection began to clear up . She had started to eat a little bit at a time , and after a week of ignoring me , she wanted to snuggle and kiss me . I could tell that she was starting to feel better both physically and emotionally . It was another huge victory for Journee . She was making great progress , she was warming up more and more to us . She was showing more of her personality , that she had been too scared to show . She loved getting ear rubs , when I rubbed them she melted in my arms . She started to rub her face on my face as a way of showing affection . After two weeks , she got her stomach staples removed . Her incision healed perfectly with no issues . Her mastitis had cleared up . But we had started to have issues with her anxiety . She would wreck the house when we left , if we tried to crate her , she broke out . Because she still had so much emotional and physical recovering left to do , we talked to the vet about anxiety medication to ease her stress . I didn 't want to focus too much on training when she was still recovering . For the next six months , anxiety was something we battled nearly every day . Some days were great , some were awful . I did everything I knew to try , I have had anxious dogs before and had been able to help them , but Journee was something entirely different . Many times we came home to her having broken out of her crate , covered in blood from scraping her face on the metal . She chewed through two doors , our chair , ripped up anything she could find , out of sheer panic . After her last incident where she completely shredded a door apart and had pieces of wood stuck in her gums , the vet increased her medication yet again . I started giving her natural chews for anxiety as well , which I made sure were safe to give alongside her prescription . We also started using a pheromone diffuser for her , and with those three , we finally found the combination that calmed her . From then on , she was fine when we would leave . She would simply want to sleep on the couch . It was vital that Journee remained as calm as possible because of her heartworm disease . She was never allowed to exercise , between the pregnancy , c - section , mastitis recovery , and heartworm disease - it was much too dangerous for her to run and play . Once she had healed a bit , we went to the vet for an X - ray and ultrasound of her chest . Her disease was advanced , we could see a massive ball of worms in her chest . Her heart was bulging in abnormal ways because of the amount of adult worms . She started treatment in July . First a month of medication , then she stayed overnight at the vet for an injection and to be monitored . A month after that , she went back for more treatment and another stay at the vet . The morning that I was taking her for her last appointment , she didn 't want to walk out the door . She pouted in the front seat of the car and stared at me all the way to the vet . I felt so awful but I knew it was all going to pay off in the end when we could say she made it through . She did great the few days after , I was watching her closely . She was allowed to walk around the yard and bask in the sun but she didn 't get to go for long walks . The spot on her back where the needle had gone remained sore for a couple days but everything seemed to be going wonderful . Then she started coughing , which was a big concern for me . I called the vet and they told me to increase to dosage of the medicine she was already on at home , so I tried that for a day . The coughing and wheezing got worse , so I brought her back in . With more medication prescribed , within a week she was completely fine again . She is truly an incredibly strong dog . She still has to come to a place where she is truly comfortable in her own skin without medication , and that is still a work in progress . Journee has seen a great trainer who referred us to a veterinary behaviorist for her . We will have a consult with the behaviorist once Journee is comfortable in her new foster home or once she is adopted . The veterinary behaviorist will come up with a behavior modification plan specific for Journee to help her become a balanced dog . She was retested for heartworm a couple months ago and it came back as a low positive . Significant improvement from a high positive , we are hoping the worms are still working their way out of her system . She is on monthly heartworm prevention and she will be retested again shortly . Potty training Journee took months . She had never lived indoors , and by time she had the chance to live indoors , she was already so pregnant and it was in the middle of the summer . She wanted nothing to do with walking outside , she would hold it until we got back in the house . So I gave up , I let her have the rest of pregnancy using pee pads . Then the recovery from the c - section and mastitis . After that , it was time to get serious . She would go out on a regular schedule and get praise and rewards each time she went potty outside . She was never allowed to roam the house when we were home in - case she found a corner to go in . She started catching on and the accidents were fewer and fewer , but she would still go a few times a week for months . Finally in October , we made it two weeks with no accidents . It was huge . I was so proud , she did it . I could say she was finally truly potty trained . Another success for Journee . Things with other dogs that seem simple , like being left alone or learning not to go pee in the house - were huge undertakings for Journee . She did the best she could , and I never held anything against her . How could I have when I knew how much she had been through in her short life ? Humans had done nothing but fail her over and over until we came along , and it 's no wonder that her trust took a while to earn . Journee also had bouts of mild seizures shortly after being caught . After seeing the vet and running tests , we understood that Journee 's episodes were triggered by stress . She would seize in the car on the way to the vet , when she would see me getting ready to leave the house , and when she saw me getting her medications out of the bottles . We found ways around the things that triggered her and worked on desensitizing her to them . She was still so scared that at any minute she would be in danger , constantly on guard , so as long as we kept her stress level down , her seizures wouldn 't happen . Eventually when she started to really bond with us , and feel safe , the seizures stopped entirely . Journee is very smart and loved when we worked on training . She is incredibly food motivated so when I brought out her favorite treats , she would get very focused and was quick to pick up on learning how to sit and lay down . For the record , she knows how to do both very well , but she picks and chooses when she wants to do them . For seven months I took care of Journee . She bonded with my male dog , Laszlo and our cat . She would try and mimic the cat , she laid where the cat laid , trying to get herself into a tiny little ball . She went on walks with us , went for drives , she learned our routine . Everything was trial and error with her , it was new for all of us . I watched Journee grow from a dog with fearful eyes that didn 't want to make eye contact and cowered in the corner , to a dog that wiggles her entire body when her tail wags , wants to smother humans with kisses , and whose eyes lit up and are full of love and trust . That is a transformation that made all the struggle , stress , and frustration beyond worth it . In the fall , Scott and I started looking for a new house . We had moved to Indianapolis in January and it didn 't take me long to realize that I completely hated living in the city . As soon as our lease was going to be up , I wanted to leave and move back to my hometown . We found the perfect house ; that accepted Bully breed type dogs and we could afford . The catch was that there was a dog limit . Journee , as our foster dog , couldn 't move with us . I felt like we - myself , Scott , and our animals , had done enough for Journee . I felt like it was alright that we did what was best for us and we let Journee move onto the next home . So I started looking for a new foster home . Weeks went by with nothing promising . I was quiet about the search for a foster home for quite a while . I didn 't want to be questioned why I wasn 't keeping Journee , or why I didn 't find a place she could go to as well . But without any luck , I had to make a bigger effort and post online more about looking for a foster . That 's when people started saying things like I was going to confuse her by giving her to someone else . Wondering why I don 't just keep her since she is so bonded to me . Saying that it would be cruel for me to give her up , that it was selfish of me . I can be good at brushing hurtful things off , but only for so long . I don 't have tough skin and things that people may not intend to be rude , can get to me . Being told to keep Journee over and over became frustrating . Fosters do not foster dogs to keep them . They foster dogs to save them . To give them the time and healing that they need so they can find their true home . Fostering isn 't easy , pouring your heart and soul into a dog , just to see them go . Though having to let them go definitely hurts , it is minimal to the amount of pride and happiness that is felt when a dog finds their family and you know they will forever be safe , and loved . Having my intentions questioned is not something I enjoy . But there were also so many people encouraging me , and that meant so much more than the few people who doubted me . While we were still living in Indianapolis , I took Journee out for her last walk of the night , like I had done every night for the previous six months . I usually carried pepper spray , but I never went far from our house , and that night I didn 't think to bring it along . We didn 't live in the safest neighborhood , there were constant sirens and so many stray animals . On our way back home , we were walking along a patch of grass next to the creek near our house . I saw a dog walking our way , so I turned the head the opposite direction . Journee was calm , walking beside me . The dog began to run towards us , without either Journee or I intentionally triggering its aggression , it ran straight towards me and lunged . Journee intercepted , she protected me , and when she put herself between the stray dog and me , the dog bit her nose . I had to kick the dog off of her , which I still feel bad about to this day - but I ran home with Journee . She was bleeding from the wound on her nose , though not as bad as it could have been . She was so scared she was shaking , and she just wanted me to hold her . The bleeding stopped so we waited until morning to go to the vet . Journee is fully vaccinated and it was a clean bite that didnt need sutures , so she was put on a round of antibiotics . The emotional wounds this incident caused have been longer lasting , by far , than the physical . Although she was shaken up and is still working through dog reactivity that started only after this incident , she was very proud of herself for protecting me . When it came time for us to move and Journee still didn 't have a foster home , I had to do what I dreaded . I brought her to boarding . I had researched boarding facilities in both Indianapolis and Bloomington , and most of them that I had called turned us away . Journee 's needs were too much . One of the only places that said yes was an incredibly nice facility in Bloomington and the day that we were moving , I brought Journee there . I dropped her off with all of her belongings , all of the things she loves to chew - bully sticks and her Himalayan chew . The staff seemed understanding and kind . I had planned to visit her as often as I could . I drove out of the parking lot at 3pm . By 8pm the same evening , I got a phone call saying that Journee was much too stressed and she had been obsessively rubbing her nose on the wall of the kennel . If she didn 't calm down by the morning they didn 't want her to stay . I reached out on Facebook and a friend of mine offered to try boarding at the place she works . So I picked Journee up at 6am and we drove back up to Indianapolis to the new boarding facility . I dropped her off once again with all of her things , praying that this might work . I had tried to contact a dozen other rescues asking for help with Journee , but each one I contacted replied that they were full . Understandably . If this boarding situation didn 't work out and I couldn 't find a foster , I honestly had no idea what I was going to do . It turned out that Journee loved Fort Ben Boarding . She was slow to warm up to the staff , as I expected , but she wasn 't nearly as stressed . It didn 't take long for her to bond with all of the people there . The staff loved her as much as she loved them . Fort Ben Boarding was exactly what Journee needed . For almost three weeks she met new people almost daily . She became less and less shy . When I would visit her , she was hardly interested in me , she was happy and paid attention to her favorite staff when I was there . I finally found her a foster , and when they came to meet her she was only slightly hesitant but not hesitant enough to resist kissing her . The next week I dropped her off at her current foster home - and she has been doing incredibly well . I am so grateful to Fort Ben Boarding for taking such wonderful care of her , and being so patient . And I am so grateful to her foster , Missy for bringing her into her home , knowing how much of a nutcase Journee can be , and giving her a chance . Journee 's journey has been long . It has been full of tears of both joy and sorrow . She has overcome every single thing that life threw at her , and she let me be the person to help heal her . Her story includes many people . Her medical and boarding expenses exceed $ 4 , 000 - and then adding her other various expenses , food for eight months , treats , toys , her crate , ( many things were sent from Amazon ) - if I had to guess would exceed another $ 1 , 000 . It 's no secret that Journee is incredibly loved and incredibly blessed . I could never have rescued Journee on my own . I 'm a college student with a part time job and my own animals . There is no way in hell that I could afford rescuing Journee on my own . That was possible because of donations , though I 'm clearly no good with exact numbers , but there has probably been 150 people who donated to Journee . Some gave $ 5 , some gave $ 100 , and some gave more . It all added up and made it possible for her to be saved . Journee would have died on the street , she wouldn 't have made it through labor and delivery alone . Her story is not yet finished . She still has growing to do . She still has to find her forever family . But getting as far as we have , is nothing short of a miracle . She is almost to the end of this chapter . The rest of her life will be knowing that she will never suffer through heartworm disease again . She will be able to run through the yard on a sunny day . She will never be hurt or betrayed . She will never wander the streets looking for food . She will never have another litter of puppies . She has an extraordinary story , so many people coming together for the life of one dog , her strength in overcoming so much . The rest of her story might just be simple . She 'll be a dog , loved and cared for . Nothing exciting , but for her to have that - to have " normal " , is so very deserved . We have worked very hard , and I thank everyone who has helped us get this far . It takes a village . And Journee , you have been worth all of it . If I could say one thing to whomever left her behind , it would be that I hope you one day realize what you lost . Journee is true to her breed - loyal , loving , and forgiving . I know that if she met you again , she would greet you with a kiss . I wish you understood how undeserving you would be of that kind of loyalty . She is one of the best things to have happened to me , so for that , I thank you - and we wish you well in life , but perhaps , without any dogs . Journee was adopted in June of 2015 by a loving family and spent almost a year living in the country as an only dog with plenty of room to run & kids to love on . Unfortunately , due to unforeseen circumstances her family had to surrender Journee . This is no fault of Journee 's , she is a wonderful , loving dog but her family fell on hard times . Because I am no longer active in rescue , have 3 dogs of my own , & my fiance & I are working towards becoming licensed foster parents ( for children ) I was not able to bring Journee in to my home again . Thankfully , when I reached out for help on Facebook , a generous rescuer with a ton of experience stepped up to help Journee . Initially , we thought this would be temporary as Journee 's owner hoped to get her back but Journee 's owner surrendered her to Leann Lawson 's rescue . This means that now Journee is back on the road for looking for a new home . She is the same beautiful , spunky , loving dog she always has been - just a year older and wiser . She has spent the last year loved by her family and I can only imagine how shattered her heart is right now being uprooted so quickly , but she is strong and will bounce back as she always has . Journee will be under the care of Leann Lawson until she is adopted & adoption will be done through Leann . Journee still needs to be the only dog in the home but she absolutely adores humans , especially children . If you are serious about giving Journee a forever home please inquire with Leann Lawson through Leann 's Animal Rescue via Facebook : https : / / www . facebook . com / LeannsRescue / ? fref = ts Donations for Journee 's expenses & care until she is adopted can be made to Leann . She will be due for her yearly vaccinations in 1 - 2 months and heartworm prevention is absoultely necessary especially in the summer months , and is pricey . Leann was kind enough to step up for Journee when she already has so many rescue dogs in her care and I appreciate her help endlessly . I will be setting up another Amazon Wishlist for anyone who wishes to support Journee with food , treats , etc while she waits yet again for a family . Hopefully , her next family will be her last family . She 's got so many people in her corner , her future is still so bright . Thank you for your understanding & continued support .