a saints sad state of affairs...carol is being mean.

it is a tough week for a bunch of foster saints...i am making them come home.

gwen had her cruciate surgery today..she is coming back here for her 3 month recovery. she has to be so strictly managed, no free movement, no weight bearing, no stress what so ever on that surgical repair. and she is so going to hate it and mo is not going to be able to stand it that she hates it...but mo works full time and is away from home for 8-10 hours a day..lots of time for gwen on her own to mess things up...gwen is nine years old. we repair that knee, once, only, we have the staff here to carry her in and out and make her completely rest in between while she fully heals and then she can have the life she wants back again....wait patiently for the final "and then" gwen...it will come eventually.

joey and peluchie are coming home. after many months of committed trying...joey just cannot master even minimal housetraining, he is apparently still peeing on everything and causing great damage....it is one of the reasons he lost his first home. a boston/chi mix....hydrocephalic dogs (water on the brain, like downs syndrome, it is how you get that so very cute dome head and buggy eye look)....not their fault, the fault of whoever thought them up. i am just waiting to hear when they can bring them back home.

copper is at the vets..he may not survive. on top of his as yet uncontrolled cushings disease, he has packed and impacted his entire greedy beagle gut with pounds of stolen bone splinters and bits. the vets are trying to clear him out, he may need surgery if we can't clear him by tomorrow. sigh...there was a reason i made that dog a permanent sanctuary dog..he honestly just cannot live safely in the real world. i am probably breaking lynne's heart but i am making him come back here if he survives. copper needs to be micro managed in every single way..environmentally, to stop him from killing himself and now with the cushings and the probable looming diabetes coming soon, medically too. i have managed to keep that fat little bastard from killing himself for 10 long years, i am not about to let him finally succeed because he is finally free from my bad beagle eagle eye.

the new cat is here, her name is sidney.....she is a total mess...kidney disease, thyroid disease, abcessed, rotting teeth and chronic gingivitis, she is completely emaciated, (literally skin and bones.) she has an upper resp. infection, and open bed/pressure sores. she is dirty and was covered in mites and fleas....and she is 20 years old. poor thing. she is eating like a horse, drinking well, had a bath because she was incontinent of diarrhea on her way here and is wrapped in a fleece in front of a heater. we have started her on foretkor for her kidneys, thyroid meds and antibiotics and pain meds. we have multi-advantaged her to get rid of the bugs sucking her blood. we will give her a week or two of really good medical and supportive care and then we will reassess her quality of life.... i hope she feels much better. sidney is a purring machine, lovely and sweet little cat.

squeaky and hymie made it over to the house a week early because sidney needed their pen. i am so happy to finally have them over here...i adore them both!

marshmellow went for a trial to my daughters house..i hung around for half an hour to make sure that bella would not kill him. i was pretty proud of her...she is totally pissed and very upset but she is being a very good girl (for her)...marshmellow has whacked her twice for getting too close!

anthony hopkins, the bunny, was rushed into the vets today..he ended up with a hematoma from his neuter and today it started to drain. there was blood all over his cage. he is fine, i picked him up from the vets after work and will keep an eye on his private parts for awhile while it heals.

sigh...too much going on around here right now.