I don't think that I have posted here so I thought that I would tell you about my adoptions. I started last July as a foster mom for OK Yorkie Rescue. I signed up for special needs. I got the call for my first foster, Harley. Harley had been in 3 or 4 homes before coming to me. He was a surrender to our rescue because he was the dog from Hell supposedly. His owner said he threw up all the time, had seizures. She had taken him to the vet for blood work but her vet wanted to do an ultrasound because he thought he had Liver Shunt. She didn't want to spend the money on him so she surrendered to our rescue. So, my first foster came to me. I got him on Wednesday evening. He was very lethargic and seemed depressed. He had a seizure that evening and scared me to death. I doubted myself as if I was ready for this. On Saturday morning I woke up to diarhea all over my house. Harley wouldn't eat anything. I tried baking him some chicken and he would only eat a few bites and only out of my hands. Then next day he wouldn't eat the chicken so I tried scrambled egg. To make a long story short I took him to the Rescue vet for our blood tests but would take the results from the test to my vet. That way I had 2 opinions. Neither of them thought he had Liver Shunt just a seizure dog. So we began the meds. Seizures every day and sometimes twice a day went to maybe one a month. And knock on wood....He hasn't had one in about a month now. He began to gain weight and became very active. When Harley got well and was available for adoption I just couldn't let him go. He had to stay with me! The thought of him going to a 5th home and maybe they wouldn't like him either broke my heart. He is such a toot but only because I have spoiled him rotten.
Then I decided that I wanted a female. You see, I have a 14 year old female poodle that I know won't be with me long. I wanted a smaller one so that Harley could have a playmate. Our rescue doesn't get the smaller ones very often so I began to look at other rescues but didn't feel right about doing that. So, I decided to wait. While doing a home inspection and placement of one of my fosters I got a call from the rescue girls. They were doing a pickup for a stray female. In a bit they called me and told me they thought they had "My girl!" But she had a tweak....her head was crooked but she was a very sweet and shy girl. I couldn't wait to see her. When I picked her up I knew she was mine if she made it. She had sores all over her body and her head was very tilted. I got her into the vet and she had staph infection, infected and filthy ears, infected teeth. She just laid around and would hide most of the time. The rescue had her spayed and teeth cleaned and pulled and her ears cleaned. After 3 rounds of antibiotics...OH WOW....She was a new girl! While she was under they discovered that her jaw had been broken in 2 places. Probably why her head is tilted, from a very serious injury that was probably never treated. She now thinks she is just as big as all the other dogs and lets every foster know that I'm hers! Another foster that I just couldn't let go so now Pixie is at her forever home with her brother Harley!
The 1st picture is Harley when I first got him, the second is Harley almost a year later. I will have to post a picture of Pixie later, I'm at work and don't have one on my work computer. |