Today is Tiko's turn for pics. He's my blind old man that had such a hard life before I got him, we think he lived his first 11 to 13 years in a wire cage. He was most probably used because of his small size even though he is not to standard in any way. His front leg is crooked like it may have been broken before, he has scars all over his face and ears from rubbing on the cage walls and he has bilat LP. But he's as healthy as can be now and next month will go in to see about his awful teeth. He is not a friendly dog, was never socialized and only I can touch him or pick him up, but he is very loving and affectionate to me. He's just going to be loved on and spoiled for as long as he has left.
(yes, I know, he's going in to get his nails done, everything got off tract last month with everything that went on, the puppies and then me getting deathly ill, so I am behind a bit getting nails done)
Aw. Poor thing. Im glad he has you now so the rest of his day can be happy. It makes me so sad that people can treat animals in this way. Do you mind me asking what happened with the puppies? When I was 10 we got a Chi from a breeder and later found out that she was pregnant. I remember the place being dark, filled with cages and mess everywhere. It smelled bad and although it was day time all the curtains were closed. She told us she was called thumbalina but she didn't know her name or anything. She was an adult and I chose her instead of a puppy. When we got her back she started getting bigger and we realised that she was pregnant. We took her to the vet and prepared for the birth but she ended up having 6 puppies, all premature, no fur and having trouble breathing. We took them to the vets and wrapped them up in cotton wool and foil to keep the heat in, fed them frequently by pipette but they all only lasted less than 24 hours. She became very protective of us and the house after that. I was absolutely distraught. My mum thought it might have been because the male was too big so she tried mating her a while later with a breeders advice and very very small stud but the same thing happened again. I was a bit traumatised by it at the time. It still makes me very sad to think about it to this day. I hope you don't mind me sharing...I thought it might help you to know that someone has been through a similar experience. Hope you're better these days. What you do for these dogs is wonderful.
Thank you for your story, so sad. I lost Abby's puppies at four months to parvo. She was given to my daughter because her owner didn't want her anymore and didn't tell us she was pregnant.
Aw. That's so sad. It must have been even more devastating having had the time to get to know them. I don't think I'd ever choose to breed because of that experience. Looking back I can't believe how clueless my mum was when deciding to breed her. We were lucky to not have lost her as well. She died 9 years ago when I didn't have a digital camera or anything and I'm sad now that I don't have any photos of her. She looked very similar to Mylo with her black and tan colouring and little tan eyebrows.
Pam, I'm all choked up .... what a dear, dear old soul he is.
Thank you. He has simple needs and seems quite content...as long as the other dogs don't run over him while he's sleeping when they are playing. lol But I have a sheepskin on the lower shelf next to me and he curls up there, out of the way. He doesn't seem in pain most of the time, when it's cold and he seems a little stiff or ouchy, I have some Metacam anti-inflamatory for him to make him feel better. It amazes me that he can love a human after what he must have went through.