Monthly Archive: January 2008

Starting week #5 of 2008

We had a bit of a foggy morning last week. I am usually groggy and blurry eyed when I wake up, but this scene really threw me!

A Foggy Fort Doberdale Morning

We grew a sunflower. I think it was a gift from the birds. I do.

Bird Gift

Foggy weather and sunflowers don’t stop Leissl from getting the job done, though. She’s one of Fort Doberdale’s, if not the world’s, best destuffers.

Leissl, The DeStuffer

Today was ear cleaning day at Fort Doberdale. Everyone got an ear wash of 2/3 water, 1/3 vinegar, and plenty of wash cloths to wipe out the Doberdirt. Of course, the most important part of the whole ritual are the dog treats.

Say what?

In this case, animal crackers. Yum!

Ear Cleaning Time!

Luigi’s favorite! (OK, anything food is Luigi’s favorite.)

Luigi needs cookies!

Of course, after a good ear cleaning and cookies, what could be better than some coffee grounds? I put some old grounds that are flavored and sweet smelling on top of the Verawood roots for fertilizer. Nothing sweet smelling gets past the schnauzola on Luigi and his little sidekick, Raven.

I want those coffee grounds!

The Buddha Dog gave me the wisdom to soak down the grounds, which stopped all interest in them immediately. That Buddha Dog is a wise ol’ sage.

Fort Doberdale’s Buddha Dog

When the sun went down, Lilian stopped in her tracks as part of the Fort Doberdale Squirrel Posse, and took note of an alien among us. (Even more important is maintaining possession of the coveted blue Cuz ball.)

What is Lilian looking at?

What we find are the answers to a couple of questions. Who is gnawing holes in the neighbor’s papayas? Where have all the rats gone?

Rat eating papayas.

Eeegads!

Regis isn’t feeling too well tonight. He must have gotten too rowdy today as his well-worn bones and paws were tired of holding him up by day’s end. He got his dinner served to him on his princely cushion and he was quite appreciative of that. He dined well, and decided to call it an early night and has been napping since.

Regis

Baby, the DoberDiva, has something on her mind. We will have to wait to find out what that is.

What’s on Baby’s mind?

Have a great week!

Helen

RESCUE – Gator, blue/tan, c/d, 5 y

Here is Gator, who needs help. E-mail received Jan 23, 2008.

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Unfortunately my lifestyle is going to have to change. (Due to husband’s death.) I know I won’t be able to keep Gator. I would prefer to find him a good home.

I’m hoping the attached file will go through. I’m not very good with this “stuff” sometimes. The pictures aren’t very good but all I have for now. (click on picture to enlarge.)

Gator

I am going to have to go “up north” at the end of this month for about 3 weeks. I’ll have to board Gator until I return.

Please let me know if you have any suggestions. I appreciate the help!

Gator – born 5/31/03

All shots are up to date

Tricks: Sit, down, shake, come, heel, stay, “dead dog,” and a couple others

Has never had any health problems

Loves to run – looks like a greyhound when he gets going

Ears were not done properly when he was a puppy – they do not stand up

Helen
(click to e-mail me)

RESCUE – Regarding 2 Dobies needing help

Here is another e-mail that was in my in-box this morning from a very concerned animal lover who went above and beyond what most people would do for a pair of strays dumped by their owners. So far, no one in rescue has any room to put two more sweet abandonned Dobies, and the time runs short for them.

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I am a pet trainer at PetSmart. This evening, 2 dobermans (a male and a female) were dropped off in our parking lot. Fortunately, they wandered into our store. We offered them food and water (they had very healthy appetites) and then scanned them for microchips. One of them had a chip and we called the number associated with it. This led us to a pet services group who then contacted the name associated with it and left a message (they wouldn’t give us any info). Now, I’m assuming that if these dogs are no longer wanted, the person won’t be giving us a call anytime soon. Unfortunately, as we don’t have the facilities to keep them, we had to contact animal services.

The reason I am contacting you is because I thought you would probably be their best hope. These are fantastically sweet dogs. They pull when they walk, and both have kidney bean shaped rough patches on their backs (one was worse than the other) indicating to me that perhaps they were tethered to something for a long time, but other than that, they didn’t seem to have any major problems.

The woman from animals services told me that the owners have 72 hours to contact them and after that, it’s either a rescue group that gets them or the worst will happen. As an animal lover, I want to make sure they get a shot at life. I don’t know how much work animal services puts into finding rescue groups so I thought I would do some research and try to contact a few myself.

Thank you for your time, and I would appreciate an update if you are able to do anything for these wonderful animals.

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RESCUE – Moesha, blue/tan n/d female

This year, I thought I would share what I can of those people who are reaching out to save Dobies. You may or may not know this, but there are far too few good Dobie rescuers and far too many homeless Dobies and far too few good Dobie homes. There always exist a Dobie or two or three that needs help immediately due to the fact that a shelter has a 72-hour mandatory hold period and has other dogs coming in that need the space, or someone is moving tomorrow and suddenly realizes their Dobie can’t come, or someone finds a Dobie, or so many things. Most of use don’t have unlimited space, funds, time to take in another orphan, and it breaks our hearts. We send e-mails out to each other to find out if anyone else has space or an adopter looking for a specific friend.

Which brings me to potential adopters out there who may be waiting for a specific Dobie, please fill out our application so we will have it ready to go if we get that call from someone who says, “Take my Dobie now or else (fill in the blank).” And that Dobie is the friend you are looking for.

This e-mail is the first of two that was in my e-mail box this morning. I will post the other one as well.

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Hi Helen –

I was driving down the road today and this poor dog appeared on the side of the road, hobbling along and seemingly disoriented. I pulled over immediately but when I got out she ran back in the bush and I couldn’t find her. I didn’t want to scare her into running too far so I called our animal control guy and asked him to bring a trap.

We left the trap set and he went back a few minutes later, she was already in it so he called me to find out what to do with her.

I think I’ve lost my mind as normally this would be an almost immediate euthanasia. Instead I said take her to the vet and stop at the shelter to get a HW test to take with you. I met him over there. Our animal control guy was able to pull her out of the trap with a lead, no nipping or growling, she was just terrified, he is really good with scared dogs. We muzzled her for the exam just to be safe but had no trouble getting the muzzle on her.

Sweet Moesha muzzled for the first part of her exam

I could not believe it but she is negative for both heartworm and ehrlichia (tick fever). If she’d been pos for HW or both it wouldn’t have been as difficult a decision. So I said ok let’s do a skin scraping. He could not find any mites, either sarcoptic or demodectic, despite doing three different scrapings. However he said the sarcoptic mites can be hard to see. I personally think this might just be a severe flea dermatitis/allergy thing and he says that could certainly be part or all of it. She did have some fleas despite having almost no hair for them to hide in.

Moesha’s balding neglected body

So then I said ok let’s do a fecal, that’s the only thing I don’t know the result of yet but any parasites are easily treated. Then we took her temp, it was 104.2. I had thought her left front leg was broken when I first saw her as she was not putting weight on it then, but she did at the clinic. While the vet tech was stroking her head she noticed a small wound on her foot and went to touch it, the dog really flinched. So Doc looked at the foot more closely and the bottom of it is really inflamed and some of the pad appears to have been burned off somehow.

Moesha’s traumatized paw pad

It is infected which might account for the high temp. The rest of her feet look ok.

He listened to her heart and it sounds normal. Her ears are yucky, inside and out, but again not an insurmountable issue.

During all of this both me and the vet tech were talking to her and stroking her. I watched her go from terrified to resigned to cautiously hopeful, I swear I could see those transitions in her eyes. By that time there was no question in my mind of euthanasia and our vet now
knows me well enough to not even bring it up at that point.

Moesha’s angel face

So, she is spending the weekend at the vet’s – I don’t have enough weekend staff to do baths and stuff and it was too late today to bathe her, plus I wanted her monitored better over the weekend. I went back to the shelter and got some sulfur dip (we’re finding it’s great stuff for all kinds of things and doesn’t irritate them like the harsher chemical ones) and ivomec (just in case it is mange) and dewormer and took it back to the vet’s. They will bathe her tomorrow in a mild shampoo and then put the dip on. I also took them a capstar for the fleas and advantix to put on after her bath and dip. She also got penicillin and dexamethazone injections. I’m not a big fan of either, but in her case, at this time, maybe it’s needed.

She is underweight and her head may just look bigger and thicker since the rest of her is so thin. Her tail is docked. No idea as to her age, we didn’t try to look at her teeth yet. However, her nipples are “used” and elongated so I would guess she’s had at least three litters maybe more in her lifetime.

The strangest thing is her being HW/ehr neg despite being in such poor condition…When we see dogs in this kind of state they are always positive for one or both. The control part of the test worked so the test was not deficient. Makes me think someone abandoned or dumped her because of the skin problem but up to that time had perhaps taken fairly good care of her. She certainly did not exhibit any behavior typical of a “bush dog” or feral dog. She was terrified yes, but the lead around her neck did not freak her out at all. She has some tiny oozing wounds on her torso which could be from the skin issue but could also be from people or kids throwing rocks at her, that happens a lot here, especially to stray dogs, especially to ones in such poor condition.

I let the vet tech name her, so her name is now Moesha. 🙂 I’m nuts I’m sure, but I have the hardest time with dogs who have suffered so much. I can’t stand putting them down and having their last memory of humans be bad ones. She needs to be loved by people and learn again how to love and trust us.

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As a post script, Moesha is a very lucky girl to have her life spared and someone who is able to help her back to health especially in the shape she is in. Moesha will need a home that will cherish her when she is ready for adoption. If you are a Dobie person who appreciates what Moesha has gone through and has the tenderness and love she deserves and needs from her forever parent, please consider her and fill out an application. We will process applications while she is healing and when she’s ready to go, we hope her home will be ready, too! Moesha’s a special sweetie.

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Helen

Week 4 Round-Up

Looks like we are already wrapping up week four of year two thousand and eight.

My computer is ill, and though I’ve been working off the clock to fix it, it ain’t happening. So I’ll be going to plan B next week. That’s why my posts haven’t been regular, and won’t be until I get this contraption and the havoc it’s left behind repaired.

Speaking of havoc, I had to spend two days in court last week as a potential juror. The trial for which I got picked as the potential juror was a heavy duty civil suit. The attorneys have it listed on their website, so I suppose it is all right to post the link to it here. Isham vs. City of Fort Lauderdale. I was excused due to cause.

This morning Raven was playing fast and furious after having ate her Wheaties an hour earlier. She came up behind Lilian, grabbed the yellow Tuffies ring which was in her mouth, and Lilian didn’t let go. Instead, Raven swung around like a tether ball, having the great fortune of slamming into my shin, which stopped the sonic boom that was about to occur due to the velocity at which she was traveling and prevented her from flying to the moon. My leg, however, has a bruise the size of Raven’s sharp elbow and has grown a silver dollar sized lump to make the blues and blacks of my new temporary tattoo stand out that much more. She’s still true to form.

Earlier in the week, there was some activity in one of my prized potted plants. Bouchard and Annie spotted a snail. The hunt was on. Nothing was caught, thank goodness. I hate having to make escargot.

Snail Hunters - Annie and Bouchard

Later on, The Queen Mother, Baby Diva, saw something through her Detective Diva gate spying slot. Whatever it was came and went so fast that none of us saw it, but the Diva, and she’s not talking.

Detective Diva

Instead, she joined Annie and Bouchard in their snail hunt.

Baby finishes up the day looking for snails, too