Nicknames: Higgly Wiggly, Wiggly, Wiggler, Higgly Wigler, Spastic Fantastic, Mr. Piddles, Wiggletron 50 (used to be 52 until the big snip), propellar pants, sniggles
Birthday: March 22nd 2008
Likes: Chewing on everything (especially on rawhide), destroying stuffies and being on the couch (of course since I'm a Pointer)
Pet-Peeves: When the cats hiss and scratch, when the dogs at the park bark in my face, not going everywhere with mom & dad, when mom & dad hog my bed
Favorite Toy: I love my quacking duck but I kill them too fast so mom won't buy me anymore. In fact it has become a fun game, she tries to find something indestructible and I kill it within half an hour
Favorite Food: Movie theatre popcorn, chicken, cheese and any veggie (cooked or raw)
Favorite Walk: Whatever ones stop at the puppy park
Best Tricks: sitting, lay down, show the belly, please to meet you, ring a bell to go potty and time to go means go to my kennel
Arrival Story: - I was found on-line from a breeder when mom & dad were looking for a pointer. Lucky for mom & dad, they looked when we did because pointers around here are hard to come by and all the pups were adopted quickly. I was the pick of the litter. I was born 6 hours from here and was going to fly here but instead someone who was adopting my sister only lived 2 hours from London and brought me there with my sister and mom & dad got me from there.
Bio: - I am the first puppy in this family. I have 3 brother kitties who have never lived with a dog and a mom and dad who have never raised a pup. In fact dad has never even had one dog before but watches the dog whisperer and reads a lot about the subject. Any tips on how to make the brothers get along would definitely be appreciated or how to create a submissive dog.
Update - in July 2012 dad came home from work to find a big lump next to my nose that wasn't there when mom put me in the kennel and couple hours before. It didn't go down in a couple days so they brought me to the doctor. He thought a bee came in through the window, stung me and it got infected. 2 weeks later the bump was still there. Some days it looked like it was going down and some days it looked bigger. The doctor said they would do a fine needle aspirate but not to worry because cancer rarely shows up that big that fast and rarely on the end of the muzzle. What a bad doctor, he was completely WRONG. It came back a couple days later that it was a tumour and I had to go see an oncologist. We went to see Dr. Mauldin and Western Veterinary Specialist and Emergency. She did a bunch of poking around my face and stuck me with some more needles. She said I had a grade 2 mast cell tumour. She took me to another room to meet her husband who was going to zap me with some lasers, they called it SRS radiation. They told mom that they couldn't remove it because it was so close to my nose but radiation and chemo should get rid off it. I went in the next week to have my SRS, it didn't hurt but I didn't like being left all day. A week later I started getting treats. At first I was getting cheese that they put these little yucky pills into. I must have done a good job spitting them all out because then I started getting these ones called pill pockets that were sooooo tasty. I got lots of them too, I think there were 8 a day to start. I got those for 6 months. I got kind of cranky though. I didn't want to come out of my kennel, I growled a lot, I pee'd a 1000 times a day and I even had an accident in the house. Dr. Mauldin said it was probably the high dose steroids. Once they lowered them I started feeling a bit better. Mom and Dad decided to get me a little brother so I would have some company that wouldn't feel bad for me. Unfortunately he's a cat, but I love him anyways.
The treatment took 6 months but Dr. Mauldin said I'm in remission. I still have to have check ups every 6 months but all looks good so far, chew on wood. I was also very lucky that there was a charity called Animal Cancer Therapy Subsidization Society of Alberta (ACTSS) that gave us a very generous donation so that mom and dad could cover the cost of my treatment. I have insurance but it didn't cover even half of my medicine. I even got to be in the calendar for 2014. If you want to see it here is the link http://www.actss.ca THANK YOU WESTERN VETERINARY AND ACTSS, you saved my life