Yorkshire Terrier
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Home:Retford, United Kingdom  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 11 Years   Sex: Female

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Pix, Pixie-wixie.

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Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

Gotcha Date:
November 30th 2011

November 29th 2005

Arrival Story:
Hello everyone, I'm a little rescue girl and I arrived at my new home yesterday, 30th November 2011 ... just in time for Christmas. Hooray. My mum is absolutely thrilled with me and I now have three other fursisters and a furbro.

Pixie is an ex-breeding girl. We got her from the same rescue as Jeanie and Jodie. At the moment she is literally skin and bone. She is a real little darling though, and hopefully, with lots of love and encouragement she will soon gain some weight. This poor little soul has also suffered from Cherry eye and has had an operation to rectify it. Have to say she has stolen our hearts!! Will update you as she progresses. 8th July 2012 Pixie is a little darling. Her teeny tail never stops wiggling. She has also gained weight ... now weighs nearly 5 lbs. This sweet girl can be quite comical at times; knows what she wants and never misses a trick!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
November 30th 2011 More than 5 years!

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Meet my family
Angel TJANGEL SOXMr. Spud -
Precious Angel
Sweetie Our
precious Angel
Sweet Angel
JeanieJodieMiss Alice

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The Patient Pixie

June 27th 2012 12:37 am
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The Patient Pixie.

No, I’m talking about being patient. I’m talking about being a patient. That’s right. I was a patient at Dr. John’s surgery yesterday.
It all started on Monday when my mum took me to see Dr. John about my top molar. She was also concerned about the lump she found on my tummy. Dr. John said the molar was in bad shape and would have to come out. He also found another lump on my tummy; that made two of the nasty critters. So, no mess-no fuss, yesterday (Tuesday) I was whipped off to the surgery. I was ever so brave with not even one teeny tremble.
Well, once I was deep in la-la-land Dr. John gave me a real thorough examination. Wow, an hour later I was minus eight teeth and four horrid tumours. He said the root of my one top tooth had grown almost into my snout and that he had a devil of a job in getting it out. Poor me, my mouth and my tummy now have mega stitches.
As you can imagine I was ever so groggy when mum brought me home. I was hungry too, mind, and managed to down some cool custard. Glad to say I had a good night last night.
This morning mum made me some crushed cereal with milk (and my antibiotics) for breakfast. I had a sniff and gave her the flat ‘NO’ look. Guess what, she made me a bowl of finely flaked chicken (my antibiotics added again). Wow, it tasted great and disappeared in a flash.
I have a full tummy now. I’ve had water, too, and am about to fall asleep.
My next visit to Dr. John is on Friday.
Hugs, Pixie.

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