Scooby is a 8 month old retriever mix from a Tennessee. He was a healthy fellow until someone left him unattended in a car and then he suffered heat stroke. Scooby has brain damage as a result of this and has seizures that I'm working on to get under control, he is curently on three medications three times a day and still last week had a seizure every day (breaks your heart to watch). Scooby will be my most challenging pup since the brain damage will require much more training than the other pooches. He has eaten/destroyed/taken outside everything I own that's not nailed down. I have to summon all of the patience I have to care for him but he is worth it!
Update - I had to have Scooby put down just before he turned one, as his seizures were preventing him from having a good quality of life. One of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make. Thought that I would share my Facebook post with you.
Even though you were a counter surfer and single handedly destroyed more of my belongings than all of the other pooches put together, I still loved you. Despite that every day you stepped on my toes tripping me up, then bit my hands and butt as you followed me about the house and yard, I still loved you. Although you started long and loud arguments with Shady, never learned any manners, and snored louder than a buzz saw, I still loved you. Even though you were clumsy and walked like a drunken sailor crashing into everything in your path, I still loved you. Despite gulping down gallons of water a day or worse yet knocking over your five gallon water container to play in the water, I still loved you. Although you would insist upon sleeping on the bed, then take your 70lb body and lay on top of my shoulders and pull out my hair with your teeth, then fall off the bed with a loud thump at 3am, I still loved you. You were only on earth for a year but you taught me patience and acceptance. You just couldn't help being you, could you Scooby. R.I.P. my friend.
This is Chloe, I wasn't planning on adopting her but when I heard that she was Scooby's best friend and found out about her history I just couldn't say no. Chloe and two other pooches were tied to a tree for years. Soon after they were removed, as part of a cruelty case, the other two dogs died of starvation/ dehydration. Chloe survived the odds, weighed only 30 lbs and had to be completely shaved because her fur was so severely matted. Her angel foster mom tended to her physical and emotional needs and when I adopted her she was up to 50 lbs. Chloe spends most of the day outside, as this is what she is most comfortable with, but every night she enjoys some alone time with me for a 30 minute belly rub and her favorite two slices of cheese.
Update - one year later Chloe is up to a healthy 90lbs, she is still a bit on the shy side and still spends the majority of the time outside (on her specially made look out platform). Most nights, no matter the weather, she patrols the grounds then comes in first thing in the morning and crashes. I consider her my quiet sunshine and feel so lucky that she came into my life .
|My appreciation to Mr. Charles Vaughn from Heath and Vaughn Funeral Home for adding my web site link to his web site. So many people are animal lovers and wish to have their memorials help our four legged friends. This will give grieving families an easy way to contribute to the care of special needs dogs right in their own community.|