Her name is Ophalia after all...
- Mama Drama

- Apr 30
- 2 min read
It's 2024 and my Husband and I are on our 4th litter. We have been breeding dogs on and off for the last 11 years, but more consistently within the last 2 years. This time around was quite the journey.
Megara, the Mother of the pups, was genuinely a great dog Mom. She would do everything that she needed to do without any direction from us. We just needed to feed the puppies additional formula as French Bulldogs have a hard time keeping their milk down.
2 weeks after the birth of this litter, my Husband and I were trying to have a short dinner date. I had just dropped the Kids off at my Mother's house, who lives about 15 minutes from out house when I received a chilling call.
"Help! Help! I need you home right now!" my Husband cried!
I asked him what was wrong and what he told me next would change our breeding routines forever.
Ophalia, one of our new puppies, had run into one of the walls of the cage as fast as a 2 week old puppy could run and injured herself. The injury was so gruesome and just down-right unbearable to look at, to the point where my Husband had gotten sick from the sight.
When I reached home, I ran inside and there they were. My Husband was crying and Ophalia was just sitting there looking up at me with one of her eyeballs completely jarred out of her eye socket. We rushed out of the house and started driving to the nearest after hours emergency Vets, which was about a 45 minute drive east of us. While he was driving, I was holding Ophalia in a portable bed and propping her head so that she did not move a centimeter. I kept looking down at the red and white parts of her eye that had protruded out of her skulls and the small vein that was hanging down her cheek. Her eye was so far out and disconnected that her Iris was pointing straight up to the ceiling. It was the grossest thing I had ever seen.
At the Vet, they took great care of her. The surgery went well and our little puppy now matched her name. Ophalia, a name that we did not pick lightly, is a fictional character from a play we had seen. She was known as the unluckiest character in the story. My Husband calls her his spirit animal now. She is blind in her right eye and so is he.

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