October 24th, 2011 | Uncategorized | 0 Comments
Expecting it to be a very quiet afternoon at Whiskers’n'Paws (thanks to the Rugby World Cup final), I was very pleasantly surprised that it turned out to be extremely busy, with three lucky pups leaving for their new homes and potentially more in the coming week or so. I had hoped that Custer would be one of those chosen today but he has become one of those that hides away until it’s time to go home, and even if he appears for a short time he (deliberately) acts as though he’s sick and unhappy. His sister, adopted along with two others from the litter on their first visit to Whiskers’n'Paws, came back for a visit and she apparently has the same soppy nature, wanting to be with her family and loving all people but not really caring about other puppies and dogs. Custer is very much a People Pup, and he just likes to hang out wherever I am and doesn’t play with the rest of the gang at all.
Despite it being a busy and productive afternoon my mind was on little Strawberry. I heard she had gone back to hospital earlier because she had developed diarrhoea again (after having had a “Wonder Poo” the morning she left Lamma, the joy of which only puppy carers can understand) and her mangled toes are literally dropping off. Thankfully Dr Tony, initially not too optimistic about the prognosis, just (this morning) let me know that Strawberry had eaten half a can of Recovery (special high calorie) food, so the little fighter battles on. I don’t know if not having all her toes will help her find a home eventually or will mean her chances are reduced, but for now it’s not important. As always it’s a waiting game, and every day means another day of hope.
One of the puppies that is a regular at the adoption afternoons is little Batty. He has several brothers and sisters, all black, and while none of them is large Batty is the smallest of all of them. He looks as though he’s no more than a youngster, but he has all of his adult front teeth through and quite happily runs and plays with the big guys. If you’re looking for a puppy that definitely won’t be a big dog, then come and meet Batty (named because he had big “bat” ears as a baby).
And again, Peak to Fong is coming and the tickets/T-shirts are selling fast. Every year I get pleas for last-minute tickets, asking if there is a possibility of finding some, and this year there will be none, guaranteed. You can buy online to make it very simple, and the T-shirt will be sent to you. Please don’t leave it too late!