Quinton (Irish: Fifth Child)

Saint Bernard/Labrador Retriever
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Age: 13 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 100+ lbs

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Monster, Kirk, Baby Bernardie, Baby Chihuahua

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Quick Bio:

Rocks, ripping up feather pillows, eating the couch, taking up the whole bed, car rides, loves to be chased, seeing people jump when he barks.

The Vet, thunder, fire crackers, baths, ear cleaning

Favorite Toy:
Hair scrunchies, can't keep any in my hair. Any toy Ruari has, Quinton wants. Used to be rocks until he had surgery to remove one. Hasn't touched a rock since

Favorite Food:
Loves everything except chicken gizzards...too rubbery I guess. Will drop anything for butter, LOVES butter!

Favorite Walk:
To the car

Best Tricks:
High Five, cleaning the dishes in the dishwasher, counter surfing, drooling on people's clean clothes

Arrival Story:
My brother had a St. Bernard/Lab mix named Fazer. Fazer was diagnosed with a rare cancer at the young age of 6. He was my brothers ears (he's deaf) and his guardian angel many times. I had grown very close to Fazer, my brother allowed him to spend summers with me. When the time came to let Fazer go my brother couldn't do it so the task was left to me. It broke my heart to lose him and such a rare breed I would never see again. 6 years later my sister called from Idaho and said there's St. Bernard/Lab puppies in the paper. She got two and there were none left. I was devastated. A week later she called saying a man had returned one of the males. I grabbed him that day and I will never let him go. Quinton is very special, he has one white paw and a white mark on his chest that looks like an angel. What a blessing my Quinton is.

My mom adopted me for $35.00. SO far, with all my vet bills, mom has invested thousands. She says I've been one expensive boy......she wants a return on her investment. 1. Ate rock...$3000.00 to remove 2. Ate Shitake Mushroom off counter...$5000.00 emergency room expense. Ate 2 catheters, 3 I.V. tubes and one E Collar. Had to tie me up to the doctors desk. Tried to eat the doctors lunch. 3. Ate clam, got really sick...I hate clams but mom was trying to take it from me when I was rolling on it, so I swallowed it. $1000.00 4. Ate 3 couches (we won't discuss costs) 5. Ate Christmas ornaments...$300.00 for X-Rays (thank God, came up negative) 6. TPLO surgery $4885.00

Forums Motto:
Fishing relieves stress

The Groups I'm In:
******big dogs only********, *LABRACADABRA!!*, 100+ pounders club.."Large and in charge", Dogs who love their moms

The Last Forum I Posted In:
tplo..is surgery the only answer?

I've Been On Dogster Since:
January 23rd 2004 More than 12 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Meet my family
Ruari (Irish:
Red King)
Eirn *In
Loving Memory*
Fazer *In
Loving Memory*

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A Dog's Life by Quinton

TPLO - second time around

June 17th 2013 6:24 pm
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Waited 5 years and the other leg finally went. Having a difficult time this second surgery. Legs are weaker and hips wobbly at 11 years of age. Voice still works great and I can bark at everyone that walks by.


Surgery aagain?

April 16th 2009 5:27 pm
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I think I may have to have TPLO surgery on my other leg. The thoughts of it makes mommy so emotional. She says, "God love him, he's already been through so much". The vet already warned mommy after my last surgery that it's a degenerative issue and my other leg would most likely give out in 6 months to a year. We prayed hard it wouldn't, but I guess God sees it another way.

My vet appointment is next Thursday, April 23rd. If anyone is reading my diary, mommy asks that you please pray for a miracle.


Physical therapy

December 26th 2008 1:24 pm
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I had TPLO surgury in September. After 8 weeks mommy started me in physical therapy. I'm so happy we happened to have a facility close by. I've been going twice a week and I finally graduated!

Mom is so happy my leg is doing so much better. The doctor said my other knee may go within 6 months to a year. Mom has been praying it won't happen.

I liked the nurses who gave me the hydrotherapy sessions. I got lots of cookies and praise. I drooled and shook water everywhere. I bounced in the water playing instead of walking. By doing so I was grinding the gears on the treadmill. The nurse had to keep her hand on my back so's I wouldn't bounce. Mommy calls me her big-hunk-o-love-silly-boy.

Merry Kissmas everyone!


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