George: a Rescue Dog, Day Five
George is a 10 year old toy poodle mix, who was dumped by his owners at the Baytown Animal Shelter. He was found there by Lou Sisk, and Holly Dool found him rescue with the Blind Dog Rescue Alliance. I’m fostering George and updating his story to show that rescue dogs straight from the shelter make wonderful pets.
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George had a wonderful Monday!
George has been eating really well for me, and gaining strength. He’s eating canned dog food, which I think is much more nutritious and healthy than kibble (it doesn’t have any binders, it has a higher water content). I’ve had him on Party Animal Organic Turkey. He loves it. Plus we’re getting rid of all the nasty worms inside him, so he’s getting to be quite the spunky older fellow. When I first got him, it was easy to give him pills –I would just mix them right in with his food and he’d scarf up everything. Well now that master George has been eating well and regularly, he’s decided to eat around the pills and to forego the food that’s attached to the pills. I don’t know why, but this makes me laugh. I guess that I’m just happy he’s healthy enough to make these kinds of snotty decisions. Maybe we should rename him Georges, with his newfound discriminating taste?
And here we have Georges during one of his short walks yesterday:
You can hear the kennel cough, right? It sounds terrible, I know. It takes weeks to clear this up. But on the positive side, look at the tail wag! Yes George, you are loved.
I had two goals for George on Monday. The first was to deal with his cough situation. My vet came to the rescue. She stopped by last night and brought him a second pill to help with the cough (but will Georges take the darn thing??). While she was here, she also looked at his eyes for me. Even though he’s blind, I think that his eyes are bothering him because when we go outside, he tries to rub his eyes in the grass (did you see it at the end of the video?). Well after spending several hours in the bathtub with George over the weekend, that’s the last thing I want him to do! Anyway, the vet made sure that George doesn’t have any ulcers on his corneas, then she removed a small tumor on the eyelid of his left eye, because she thinks that might have been causing irritation. Then she gave me a steroid to put on his eyes every day until they clear up. Here’s the mobile vet van in my driveway last night.
South by South Vet mobile vets
My second goal for George was to change the ownership on his microchip. Yes, he’s microchipped. His previous owners microchipped him, but didn’t want him once he got older. Is it ok to cuss in a blog? &%$#%^
Once a chip is registered it seems to take an Act of Congress to get the registration changed. There’s a form to complete, plus all kinds of documentation to show. I wasn’t able to get this done on Monday, but it’s on my to do list. I’d like to get it done and changed over to George’s rescue before the end of the week.
