Showing posts with label foster. Show all posts
Showing posts with label foster. Show all posts

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Update

So, I haven't really posted since last week and I deeply apologize. We had a family emergency where I had to take my boyfriend to the er to see about that nagging appendix of his. Evidently, the Appendix rebelled against the norm and wanted its freedom.

He's doing well and recuperating currently so I'm running the show all by myself currently. It's quite the chore to keep the dogs from the bed and away from his stomach, let me tell you!

I also got to meet the most gorgeous little girl in the whole wide world. She's a dog of course. If she shows up again I'm going to try and get her to a shelter that won't put her down. It looks like she has an undocked corgi tail--has a double coat, but a pit head. She's got shorter than normal legs too which leads me to think she's a corgi mix. Oh and the most beautiful eyes--one eye is half blue and half brown and the other is fully brown. So wish me luck. If she comes tonight, I'm taking her to the volunteers house to get her set up.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Bad news...

Just got a call after the health check....heart worm positive. They'll need someone to sponsor about 200 bucks. I'm not sure what that entails. I know that it is a bad thing, but still.



Update:

So Milo is currently still at the vet's office. I was told this morning that they went ahead and treated him with heartworms (which wasn't a bad infestation) and neutered him also.

I'm not sure when I'll get to pick him up. I told the animal control officer the name I gave him (in my head as I never actually called it to his face) and she said its perfect. She was telling me how happy he was to get attention from people (which definitely makes me think he's a true corgi) and how he knew that something was up because he hasn't become depressed like many of the animals at the shelter.

Since he will be limited in his movements, due to his treatment not so much the neuter, I doubt I can even introduce the dogs the way I wanted to (whenever I get him home.) Hopefully there won't be issues due to that.

And thank you to everyone who has given me support. I really appreciate it. Yesterday was such a rough day for me to deal with that and work both of my jobs the last two days.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Foster update

The animal control officer called me and told me the quarantine band has been lifted from the shelter yesterday. Woot! She also told me (just a few minutes ago) that she's taking "my baby" to the vet for his check up and if that goes well he will be neutered! I hate that she's calling him "my baby" because I don't want to get attached and I think that's what she's trying to do..the mean woman. He seems like he's a sweetie.

I'm debating on naming him. I'm afraid of getting terribly attached to him but when I think of him, I get his name. I know that sounds odd but that's how I name things. I look them in the eye and mentally, and sometimes literally, "what's your name?" Whatever comes back will be there name. Don't get me wrong, sometimes I have a crock pot of names waiting but man...sometimes they just don't fit.

So far, I have Milo stuck in my head. Not sure where the name came from but I like it and I suppose it suits him. I guess he'll tell me otherwise when I get him for the official start up of our time together. He doesn't seem to suit my stupid World of Wowcraft names: Aggro and Manna. But come on, those would be excellent names for those who play such a game! It would be fun to see how many people know what we mean by it.

I'm excited and nervous about this. I fear the worse and hope for the best. I hope that he's healthy despite however long he's been roaming the streets. I hope that he gets along with our dogs. I hope that I don't totally and completely fall head over heels for this guy because I know I would have the complete option to adopt him (it's a shelter and not a rescue so their rules are different.) I fear that he would be a total nightmare. I fear that he'll be sick and get my baby sick. Bah...at any rate, I'll deal with it as it comes.

Shelter will get me food, the guy at work (who is a big advocate for the shelter) will get me a crate, and that will leave me with bowls, kong, and grooming supplies.

Am I leaving anything out?