A Very Popular Boy

Meet Isaac -- he has become very popular since we posted his picture yesterday. A lot of people want him and why wouldn't they? He's handsome, he's house trained, he's a good boy and does a beautiful sit/wait without even being asked.

Isaac came to us because his owners have lost everything and the family member they are staying with won't allow Isaac to stay, too. Very sad story, one that has become too familiar for our rescue and I'm sure, many others.

Well, there are many people wanting to open their hearts to him, so I'm sure there won't be a problem in finding him a good home....once he's neutered, off he'll go.



Then we have Tilly....

Tilly was rescued by an older couple 3 years ago from a shelter. Recently, Tilly's mom died and her dad thought he wouldn't be able to care for her. Her paperwork says she's 10, but she's really more like 12. Her back legs give her some trouble and she often can't get up from a laying position. Hard wood floors are not her best friend but she's getting used to them here. Once she's up, she is moving around barking at the other dogs if they come near her. When she goes outside, she barks for me to come get her and bring her in, she can't make it up my two back steps. She is a marathon pee holder, it's amazing for a 12 year old. She loves to be petted and likes it up on my bed. I don't usually allow the dogs on my bed but she goes up for a little bit of TV and some nibbles. She really isn't eating much so I've resorted to all tactics for getting her to eat.

Tilly went to the vet yesterday because we decided we would give her a dental cleaning, even not knowing how long she'd be around. They did a full blood work up and found that she is having some kidney issues. She was put on a bunch of medications, none of which will she take. She's not eating much anyway and if I find something she will eat I give her a couple bites and then squish the broken capsule of meds in it....she knows. She's no dummy. She might be old, but she's still got it. So what's a girl to do? well, the answer is usually to hold open the dogs mouth and put the pill down to the base of the tongue and voila! Nope. She has jaws of steel. There's no way she's going to let me open her mouth. I finally gave up because I knew if I continued to try she'd get mad enough where she'd try to bite me. Sometimes, we have to listen to the dog and not force ourselves, our emotions, our need to make things last forever, listen to the dog, and stop. So, no meds, no dental and hardly any food. This also means, no adoption. The chances were slim even if she was healthy but at least there was a chance. So she will be here with me until she can no longer walk or eat. I will give her love, try different foods for her to nibble and put her up on the bed for a few minutes each night. Then I will have her in my arms when she goes into her final sleep.

I sometimes wondered why Gloria and Tom came along when they did to adopt Lucy. Yesterday I realized why.....it's Tilly's turn.