It's A Dogs Life.....

Monday, 23 December 2013

Christmas Time And The Three Kings Arrive.....

As is always the case in this job, time moves on so fast and so does life so after the shock of losing Harvey and my Oskar being rushed in for major surgery to have his spleen removed, there hasn't really been time to touch the ground. We have however had a few desperate arrivals, which is typical of the lead up to Christmas, and of course the constant stream of "Can you take my dog because....."

First up is the handsome young Hunter. A Bull Mastiff that despite his massive size, is still just a baby and under a year old. His story is both sad, disgusting and so typical, that it quite simply doesn't surprise me anymore. However he is such a nice playful boy, we just need to get Christmas out of the way and then will try and find him somewhere to call his home. WE WILL NOT REHOME him over the festive period, but if you are interested in being considered for a Forever Foster home for him in the new year, then please contact foreverfoster@shak.org.uk


We also had a very sorry sight turn up collapsed and hiding under a fallen down tree and only approx 4 months old. Very weak and very tired, Woody (as he has since become known by his new owners) was rushed to the vets by our Out of Hours team. The following day after some rest and a bit of tlc, he made his way up to us.

On arrival we noticed a swelling just below a scab on top of his head. I cleaned the would and the scab came off to reveal a pussy hole, that looked very sore. However, Woody wasn't going to stay with us for long. A phonecall to the people who had found him to assure them he was ok, disclosed they hadn't slept all night, and that they wanted to adopt him! We agreed they could foster him for the remaining period of his seven days, and jumped into the car instantly to collect him. I arranged another vets check up on the way home where he received anti-biotics, before Woody went home.

We've also welcomed George to the gang, and this cheeky little guy is winning over hearts dramatically. We believe from the history we have that George has had quite a tough time, and will not tolerate being touched around the head. He is so frightened by it that he will use whatever he can to avoid it, including his teeth, and therefore it takes a lot of trust for him to let you put a lead on. Melissa and I have worked very hard building up that trust, but a ball and some treats are a good way to start, and as you can see he is beginning to trust..... So much so that he sticks his head in your pocket now as soon as you walk into his kennel to make sure you have some before he goes out!