Showing posts with label puppy rescue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label puppy rescue. Show all posts

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Dealings

I've been working on a new room tour blog post for a while now.
It's still not quite finished but should be next week.
In the meantime I thought I 'd share an update on other things going on around here.

Mainly it's dealing with this:


You may recall this post about picking this stray guy up off the streets back in early June.
Housebreaking was no easy task but I think we have finally conquered that.
He is sweet and cuddly and is slowly learning how to behave.

But, as they say, there is no such thing as a free puppy.
When we first picked him up and had him checked out, he was treated for mites (scabies) and seemed to recover fairly quickly after 2 injections, a couple weeks apart.


Then, there was a tapeworm debacle.
The one pill treatment after diagnosis was easy.
Taking in a stool sample to get that diagnosis was less than glamorous.

We've also been getting all of his vaccinations up to date, which have to be spaced apart a few weeks each time which means we've had to wait to have him neutered until they are complete.
Unfortunately he's sometimes...amorous so that day will arrive none too soon.


This past weekend we took him in for his final round of boosters.
At that time I mentioned needing new flea treatment because it looked like he was covered in bites.

The tech said they were mites, not bites.

Basically it's mange.
Which is the other type of mites than what he had the first time.
So his fur is falling out in patches and he has bumps all over his pink skin and he's back to looking like a chupacabra again.


We're treating him with oral medication daily for the next month.

The good news is that the mange type of mites are usually immune related and caused from stress.
Since he's no longer in the wild and he's now receiving proper nutrition and soon will not have 'hormonal' issues wreaking havoc, the mites should stay gone once his treatment is complete.


Fingers crossed.
Because the 'do-gooder' in me is wondering what the hell kind of mess I have brought upon myself!?


À la vie et à l'amour
-Cortney



Friday, June 13, 2014

Crazy Dog Lady

Have you ever done something that you knew was completely insane but entirely necessary?

On Monday I was at the lake houses with my daughter.  
We were close to finishing up our day and happened to be driving down the road when we saw 7-8 very young black lab mix puppies and some other tiny cat-dog-rat looking thing scampering along behind them.

I immediately stopped the car and ran towards the skin and bones creature with my daughter shouting from the car, "YOU CAN'T SAVE ALL OF THEM! THERE ARE TOO MANY!"

I handed her the flea-covered 'chupacabra' and replied, "No, but I can save this one."

We gave him some water, a quick sink bath (to remove the fleas), a few pieces of some crackers we had on hand and drove him to our house 2 hours away.

Flea removal and lots of tail wags.

Potential audition footage for a sad Sarah Maclachlan commercial.

Although it's tough to tell from the photos, he's very tiny.
He weighs only about 4 pounds and is nothing but skin and bones.
And flea bites.

We took him to the vet the next day to determine if he was healthy enough to 'adopt' into our family since we have 2 other dogs and 3 kids who are very attached to our pets.
Surprisingly, he only had some minor issues that are easily (and fairly inexpensively) treated.

The vet thinks he is close to 12 weeks old and likely a mix of terrier, chihuahua, and probably some sort of bull dog breed...
he's very ECLECTIC.
She expects him to stay pretty small even when he's fully grown.

Our 11 pound mini dachshund, Gidget, and the tinier chupacabra. Also a lovely photo of my hideous floors.

So we named him Winston and now he's part of the family.

And I'm the 'crazy dog lady.'

Belly rubs.

Naps.

My daughter's graduation night and a congratulations from Winston.

Contentment.

It would be entirely irresponsible for me to post this without reminding you to please spay and neuter your pets.
Also, we should sign a petition that if someone doesn't spay and neuter their pets, they should be forced to sit and watch that sad Sarah Maclachlan commercial for 8 hours straight.


À la vie et à l'amour
-Cortney