The Dogs of Our Lives was created to document the dogs that come into and out of our lives. By "our lives" I am refering to my husband Mike and our dogs Goldie and Ollie. The dogs that come in and out of our lives are our foster pups. I will be posting photos, stories and videos to this site with the hope that it will inspire others to foster as well as help to find our foster pups a great home.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Our Poor Sisssy Dog's Surgery Ordeal
Before I go into Sissy's surgery ordeal I'd like to give you a brief background on my sweet old girl. When I first moved into my own place here in Alabama I knew that I wanted a dog. I had grown up with dogs all my life so it was natural to have a dog around all the time. Since this was my first dog I wanted to make sure that my schedule and everything would work out okay with a new pup. I decided to contact TEARS The Emergency Animal Rescue Service in Birmingham, Alabama to see about fostering one of their dogs.
When I went there I saw so many dogs that needed to be shown what its like to be loved on. I ended up bringing home Sissy who is a staffordshire terrier / bulldog mix. It looked as if she had just had puppies, but TEARS could not give me much information about her background. She had white on her face and all four paws so it was also hard to determine her age.
To make a long story short, after 3 months of trying to find her a home I decided I was going to keep her. She was just to sweet and well behaved not to adopt her. The funny part was that the day I decided to adopt her someone was really interested in adopting her. I had to tell them no, you're to late, shes mine now.
Sissy has now been in my life for about four years. My best guess at her age is between 7-9.
Last year, as I was petting Sissy I felt a lump in her stomach area. I took her to Dr. Weber and he said that the lump was a cancerous mass that had to be removed. So last year Sissy was cut open and all the lumps were removed. She recovered fully in about a month.
Last week I was petting Sissy and felt a familiar lump in her stomach. After taking her into Dr. Weber it was once again determined that Sissy was going to have to go under the knife. So Thursday morning my fiance took Sissy to Dr. Weber for her surgery. I picked her up around 5:30 that day and her insition looked awful. The base of the insition had an opening in it, but I figured it was there to help the draining process, since last time Sissy leaked a bit.
I took her home and she was just pitiful. She layed in the same spot for a while only getting up when she had to go outside. Saturday morning came and I looked at her insition and the whole looked a bit larger. I immideiatly took her back to Dr. Webers. He told me to leave her there until noon that day.
When I went back the insition was closed up tightly. He gave me some antibiotics in pill form and in cream form. I went to pick her up and put her in the car and blood squirted out of her wound. It was alarming and disgusting at the same time. I took her back in, but they said that it must have been a pocket of blood that had formed. Dr. Weber who is a man who is a bit long in the tooth came into the waiting room and got down on the floor to look at the inisition. He looked like a mechanic looking under a car. For being as old as he is, he is a pretty agile fellow.
Sissy looking pitiful after her surgery.
Sissy's insition that looks 100 times better in comparison to how it looked when I fisrt got her back. This is after it was closed back up tightly. I'm hopeing for a fast recovery. She will get her stitches out in two weeks.
Sissy resting while Sam watches her from his pillow. All the dogs gave her a good sniff when she got home. I believe they are as concerned about her as I am.
When I went there I saw so many dogs that needed to be shown what its like to be loved on. I ended up bringing home Sissy who is a staffordshire terrier / bulldog mix. It looked as if she had just had puppies, but TEARS could not give me much information about her background. She had white on her face and all four paws so it was also hard to determine her age.
To make a long story short, after 3 months of trying to find her a home I decided I was going to keep her. She was just to sweet and well behaved not to adopt her. The funny part was that the day I decided to adopt her someone was really interested in adopting her. I had to tell them no, you're to late, shes mine now.
Sissy has now been in my life for about four years. My best guess at her age is between 7-9.
Last year, as I was petting Sissy I felt a lump in her stomach area. I took her to Dr. Weber and he said that the lump was a cancerous mass that had to be removed. So last year Sissy was cut open and all the lumps were removed. She recovered fully in about a month.
Last week I was petting Sissy and felt a familiar lump in her stomach. After taking her into Dr. Weber it was once again determined that Sissy was going to have to go under the knife. So Thursday morning my fiance took Sissy to Dr. Weber for her surgery. I picked her up around 5:30 that day and her insition looked awful. The base of the insition had an opening in it, but I figured it was there to help the draining process, since last time Sissy leaked a bit.
I took her home and she was just pitiful. She layed in the same spot for a while only getting up when she had to go outside. Saturday morning came and I looked at her insition and the whole looked a bit larger. I immideiatly took her back to Dr. Webers. He told me to leave her there until noon that day.
When I went back the insition was closed up tightly. He gave me some antibiotics in pill form and in cream form. I went to pick her up and put her in the car and blood squirted out of her wound. It was alarming and disgusting at the same time. I took her back in, but they said that it must have been a pocket of blood that had formed. Dr. Weber who is a man who is a bit long in the tooth came into the waiting room and got down on the floor to look at the inisition. He looked like a mechanic looking under a car. For being as old as he is, he is a pretty agile fellow.
Sissy looking pitiful after her surgery.
Sissy's insition that looks 100 times better in comparison to how it looked when I fisrt got her back. This is after it was closed back up tightly. I'm hopeing for a fast recovery. She will get her stitches out in two weeks.
Sissy resting while Sam watches her from his pillow. All the dogs gave her a good sniff when she got home. I believe they are as concerned about her as I am. Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Best Friends Already
So Ollie has now made fast friends with our dog Sissy. She is such a lover. Sam our great pyrenees / husky mix is okay with her, but has yet to let her use him as a pillow.
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