Today
we go pick her up and this girl gets a name…we call her
Keona. Her name means “God’s Greatest Gift”
in Hawaiian. They say that one man’s trash is another
man’s treasure, and Keona is certainly that. She went
from being some one’s trash, to a complete treasure to
all her meet her now. How lucky for us she has come into our
lives.
On our way home
we stopped by to visit my mother, who has affectionately been
dubbed the Florence Nightingale of Turtle Moon Rescue, the
best caretaker of all. She has no dogs that live with her,
so we take Keona in with no hesitations. After sniffing around
the place for a bit, getting a nice drink of water and a small
snack from my mom, she decides it is ok to take a much needed
nap in the comforts of the recliner, and she does just that.
It almost breaks our hearts how trusting Keona was of us,
even after suffering such grief with other humans. We enjoyed
a nice dinner while Keona lay comfortably in her chair. Keona
never once tried to initiate contact with us while we ate.
She just napped her way through dinner, occasionally taking
a peek at us to make sure she was ok to remain in the comforts
of the chair.
Once home we give
Keona a good look over. She truly looks awful, and shows the
signs of a life that has not been so good to her so far. We
plan to change that for Keona though, as she is very deserving
of love and affection, as she herself has so much to give.
So far she is doing wonderfully, mentally. Physically she
is severely under weight, and has the deep wounds from her
recent ordeal. She also has a multitude of older scars all
over, especially on her head and legs, and it appears she
has been fought in the past. She is on oral antibiotics and
meds for her open wounds. Her spirits are high, which we find
good, and with our help she is on the road to healing physically.
We give her this day to get used to her new surroundings and
some time to get used to all the recent changes she’s
been through.