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It’s a wonderful day in the neighborhood

July 30th, 2010

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The drug hasn’t kicked in yet for the separation anxiety, but I am holding onto hope! Mom babysat yesterday and can again today and by Monday the drug should help…

In the meantime, Miles is such a joy!! Here are some videos:

Exploring the pasture here with me a day or so after arriving. He already had learned to run to the backdoor and wait to be let in. His favorite place is in the house. 🙂

Last week, my mom’s dog Cowgirl, jack russell cross, wants to play. She can be like an annoying mosquito buzzing around your head. But he takes her in stride.

Finally yesterday he decided to let loose and run and play with Cowgirl. I’m thinking that some exercise will help with the Separation Anxiety. Having property, we really don’t go out for dog walks…but maybe more play or walks down the road would be good for him, he’s very agile on 3 legs.

Look at that tripawd go!


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Miles is now on amitriptyline

July 29th, 2010

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It’s a sort of Doggie Prozac drug. I never thought I would have a dog on Prozac! And least of all Miles, who has to be the most easygoing dog in the world other than when I leave for work, really like Jeckle and Hyde. But my vet assured me that studies have shown that when on it for 6 weeks, the behavior cycle/short term memory of dogs is effected well enough that they can go off it successfully. Hoping!!

Funny, I took him to a dinner banquet that was dog friendly and he just laid beside me the whole time last Sunday (before I learned of the separation anxiety Monday). A friend wrote me an email that asked if I had him on Doggie Downers because he was soooo wonderful and quiet. I even took him shopping with me. Everyone thinks he’s a canine therapy dog because of his yellow (tripawds) bandana he wears and he’s soooo well behaved. But, if he sees me grab my purse and keys and head for the door without him…heaven forbid. I sure hope the drug helps the poor guy.

As my friends in South Africa say: Holding Thumbs!

The most agile tripawd, belongs in the circus!

July 28th, 2010

Okay, so he had another little doggy freakout when I had to leave for work yesterday. My mom was next door and listening carefully for an anxiety attack. Then she heard a CRASH of glass shattering. She found him again standing on the counter over the sink with his head in the garden window. He knocked down a bunch of mason jars that I had on a rack there to dry, the shelf, the jars, everything came crashing down with a 71# tripawd in the window. And his head was through the blinds that came down, so he had turned to leave the window and couldn’t and was hanging himself. God bless my 70 year old mother, she got the panic stricken tripawd out of the window and the blinds and off the countertop. The blinds are ruined. As is my front door frame and the window in the door. He chewed off the frame for the window. All in 20 minutes flat.

The odd thing is that he is FINE when I go outside to do chores on the property (out of visual) and leave him in the house. He knows the difference of me leaving in my uniform and taking the keys, or hears the car drive off.

I am pouring concrete today in the hole he dug at the floor of the dog kennel and hope to try it out tomorrow when it is dry. I got a giant crate that I have, very roomy as it was for 120# dog, but he is terrified of it. It was like trying to get a cat into a small crate with all four paws grabbing something. It certainly wouldn’t be the happy place that a crate should be for a dog, so that’s not an option. Tying is the only option I have for today and again my Mom will babysit. She took him into her house for the entire 7 hours I was gone yesterday. He’d watch out the window, but was relaxed finally. Odds are that will be today too. But she can’t always be here, so I’m hoping tying will work. There’s a stake out in the yard that has a 30′ diameter to the entire yard and it’s shady and Mom’s house and mine are both right beside it… Hoping…

Poor Miles. Now I am realizing that this may be why he was at a shelter. He must have escaped due to his separation anxiety maybe? He bites at chainlink and trembles at the crate. I can’t imagine how he survived in the shelter kennel for almost 3 months!

We were on honeymoon, the honeymoon is over

July 27th, 2010

Ahhhh, Miles is the perfect doggy!  Except for one thing…

I was on vacation the week that Miles arrived, so we had a wonderful time 24/7 bonding.  The 2nd day he was here, I had to go to town for 3 hours and it was too hot for him to join me.  My retired Mom lives on the property.  Miles was very used to me going in and out of my cottage to do farm chores, so I left him in the house and asked Mom to check on him.  She called me in town and said please come home, my dog is flipping out.

Separation Anxiety.

He never stopped barking and was scratching the door (it has a window in it).  So, she put him in the kennel to be safe and he was biting the chainlink and started to dig a hole underneath.  I noticed his canine teeth are worn down and the vet said that is from biting chain link, so I suspect this is not new for him.  He’s amazing for a tripawd in that he can dig and scratch a door with his one front foot!  So, Mom brought him in her house, but he was panting and running to the windows and stressed.  🙁

I worked on it for the remainder of my vacation.  Leaving him in the house for 60 seconds and if no barking, I come in and say Good Boy!  Then longer.  He does well for even 20 minutes or so.  He barks, but not destructive.  Yesterday was my first day back to work.  I guess he did okay for the first several hours and Mom came over to let senior bulldog Betty out for a potty and Miles too.  When Mom put them back in and left to her house, he chewed the framing off my front door.  🙁  She couldn’t put him in the kennel because of the hole in the dirt, so brought him in the yard and hung out with him for a while and put him back in my house.  This time he actually jumped up on my kitchen counter and ran around by the sink to look at the garden window for me (the other blinds were drawn), thankfully, nothing else was broken.

This is one agile tripawd!

Okay, so today is Day Two of going to work.  Mom can’t always be home when I’m gone, short of moving the kennel to a concrete floor, I am at a loss as to what I’m going to do.  🙁

I just love him so much and feel badly that he is stressed when I’m gone.  I only work part-time and am home in 7 hours.  Hoping for the best today with my Mom’s help, God bless her!

Meeting Miles

July 22nd, 2010

The Tripawds community bounced around a lot of ideas for names, and my favorite was “Miles,” in honor of the many miles he traveled.

Here are some more photos from his  journey, and the day we met, Saturday July 16, 2010.

Miles with my friend Tamsen

Miles and Me

Miles at home






Here is the first moment I met him, in a parking lot in Reno picking him up from the last Cannonpaw Run leg:






The Cannonpaw Run

July 22nd, 2010

As the clock ticked for Baggins, myself and literally hundreds of people started brainstorming to find a way to get this boy out of the shelter.

July 10, 2010

I wrote to All Ears Basset Sanctuary because I heard that they were transporting a dog from Albuquerque to Colorado Springs.

“Hello,

I saw your post about needing a pilot to transport a Chessie dog to ABQ. I am in CA and trying to rescue a tripawd dog from a shelter in Taos, NM. I thought maybe if you find a pilot interested, or could update your ad to combine two rescues, if they could pick up Baggins at ABQ and transport him to Colorado Springs (I have a Rescue Railroad driver will to take a leg from there heading west). Or possibly as far as Salt Lake (SLC) or anywhere in between. I can drive to Salt Lake to pick him up.

Please contact me if you find anyone willing. Thanks!

Dawn”

The next day, Chris Dowd replied, and said “We are putting together a run to Colorado Springs and your guy is more than welcome to come along. We just don’t know exactly when it will happen.

Baggins had been at the shelter three months .Who knew how much longer they would hold him? Nobody had shown any interest in him, I guess because he’s seen as “handicapped” by people.

I frantically tried to find him a way to get at least halfway to me in Auburn. Some people suggested I look into flying him here, but with it being the middle of July, it was too hot to ship him as cargo (many airlines won’t fly animals if the temperature gets over 85 degrees). I considered a pet air cargo service, but it was expensive.

It was Meant to Be

Quickly, as if the stars aligned, one by one volunteers appeared and offered to help.

First, Maria, a volunteer at the Stray Hearts Shelter where Baggins was located, offered to make the two hour trip to Santa Fe on Thursday, July 15. That day, Baggins left the shelter after getting a clean vet check, a microchip, and some x-rays for his future vet.

When Baggins arrived in Santa Fe, he was met by Dave Sarver of Basset Hound Rescue.  Dave was taking one dog to Raton and Baggins was hitching a ride.  In Raton, they met up with another Bassett Rescue driver Dean.  Dean drove Baggins and the other dog to Colorado Springs.

It took five hours to get him there, but late Thursday night, Baggins was greeted by Mary and Ted Malone, pawrents to Tripawd Nikki, another Rottie who is battling bone cancer. Mary and Ted fostered Baggins for the night, and said:

“Dawn…

Baggins is home with us!! He is SUCH a sweet boy!! You are getting a very special, sweet, kind, loving boy!!! He is very well mannered…he was very quiet and calm in the truck on the way home…just laid very nicely in the back seat (wish ours rode as nicely), and he is very much the gentleman around the girls!! We gave him some dinner…and he just played a bit with the girls and is now laying at my feet !! We took some pictures and Ted will be posting them to the tripawd site shortly!!

How exciting!

Mary Malone”

My heart soared when I read this!

I became even more excited when Mary told me:

“He has a tail…and he is so sweet and well mannered!! Amazing after hearing he spent 2 months at the shelter…you would never guess it!! He gets around VERY well on 3 legs…he has adapted great!! He flies up and down stairs…walks on the leash nicely…I mean…everything about him is wonderful!! He even knew when I was making him some dinner and was up on his 2 rear legs with his front paw on the kitchen counter watching me…wagging his tail!! He takes treats gently too!! if you did not have his picture I might try a switcher-roo with one of ours!! J like I said…you are getting an amazing gift of a boy….and he is getting an amazing mom in you!! You will have to send pictures and keep us all posted on the tripawds site!”

On Friday, July 16, Mary met Jim, co-founder of Tripawds, north of Fort Collins. Mary heroicially drove through Denver’s morning rush hour commute to get him there by 10 am, so Jim could get Baggins to Salt Lake City by nightfall. After a seven hour drive, Jim and Baggins spent the night, where Baggins slept quietly in the motel room, not hungry but he also didn’t appear nervous either.

Saturday July 20

Jim met my friend Jennifer Bunker in Salt Lake City to hand over Baggins for the next part of his journey. Jennifer is a dog rescuer and railroad volunteer I located through Facebook. That afternoon, Jennifer drove six hours from Salt Lake City to Winnemucca for Baggins’ next ride.

Saturday afternoon, Jennifer handed Baggins to Bulldogsworld Forum member Tamsen in Winnemucca. Three hours later Tamsen and I met in Reno, where I got to meet this loving, forgiving, sweet boy. As we both stood there, thrilled that this amazing journey had actually been pulled off, Baggins laid at our feet.

Suddenly, he jumped up and ran to a fence beside us to look at a white haired black man walking across the road.

Baggins chattered his mouth, like a cat when it sees a fly. We both about burst into tears. It was right out of Disney where the lost dog sees something familiar.

He stared at that man until he was out of sight, then laid down and went back to sleep.

Maybe that man resembled Baggins’ previous human. I don’t know. What I did know, right there, was that Baggins is a quiet, loving, happy boy despite the long hard road he traveled to be with me.