Pet-Peeves: When BoBo steals the mum ball, chaos and disorder, not being fed fast enough
Favorite Toy: She loves mum balls!
Favorite Food: Anything edible
Favorite Walk: Around the neighborhood
Best Tricks: Tricks? Being beautiful!
Arrival Story: We went to the shelter to look at a dog that resembled our dog that passed away, Sam. When we met that dog it was obvious that he was too crazy for us. I took a quick walk through the shelter and there was Winnie laying on a sheet in the last cage. She had been brought into the shelter after being found wandering the street. She had only been in the shelter for an hour before we got there.
Bio: Winnie had an ear infection, a skin infection, horrible teeth, and was unspayed and had a pretty bad hernia. We have fixed all these problems, and she is prettier already!
The Old Ones
One by one they pass my cage,
Too old, too worn, too broken, no way.
Way past his prime he can't run and play,
Then they shake their heads slowly and go on their way.
A little old man, arthritic and sore,
It seems I am not wanted anymore.
I once had a home, I once had a bed,
A place that was warm, and where I was fed.
Now my muzzle is grey, and my eyes slowly fail,
Who wants a dog so old and so frail?
My family decided I didn't belong,
I got in their way, my attitude was wrong.
Whatever excuse they made in their head
Can't justify how they left me for dead.
Now I sit in this cage, where day after day,
The younger dogs get adopted away.
When I had almost come to the end of my rope,
You saw my face and I finally had hope.
You saw through the grey, and the legs bent with age,
And felt I still had life beyond the cage.
You took me home, gave me food and a bed,
And shared your own pillow with my poor tired head.
We snuggle and play, and you talk to me low,
You love me so dearly and want me to know.
I may have lived most of my life with another,
But you outshine them with a love so much stronger.
I promise to return all the love I can give,
To You, my dear person, as long as I live.
I may be with you for a week or for years,
We will share many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears.
And when the time comes that God deems I must leave,
I know you will cry and your heart will grieve.
And when I arrive at the Bridge, all brand new,
My thoughts and my heart will still be with you.
And I will brag to all who will hear,
Of the person who made my last days so dear.
The biopsy results on the mass in her mouth came back as malignant oral melanoma. We have seen two specialists that think the cancer was caught early and Winnie is in no pain whatsoever. At this point we are taking a wait and see approach. She has an appointment in December with a holistic vet to see if there is anything we can do for her that way. We may also get some acupuncture done on her back as well. Hopefully we will get some good news for her soon!
This poor old lady! Two weeks ago she was rushed to the emergency clinic after I got home from work and found her barely able to stand. She was completely hunched over and in obvious pain. The two discs in her back that were pretty close together are now fused and her right hip has dysplasia. After some pain meds she is right as rain with that.
Today we went in for her yearly checkup and the vet discovered a tumor in her jaw that is about the diameter of a quarter. She is having surgery next week to remove it and have it biopsied. She will also have a dental and have her wart removed from her cheek. Poor old gal! She is a trooper though. Hopefully it will be nothing, just a benign growth. We are keeping fingers crossed!