12/4/11

Meet Posha

For those that were online Friday night, you probably so my post about Posha...who desperately needed us.

Posha likely had an eye ulcer that went untreated and resulted in enucleation. The simplest way to explain it, is that the ulcer on Posha's eye eventually got so bad that the inner workings of her eye erupted through the ulcer on her cornea. Posha's eye could not be saved; it needed to be removed immediately.



Within a few days, Posha's family came back in with Posha. She is in a lot of pain, she's stopped eating, she's just suffering. They couldn't afford surgery, and opted to euthanize her. It was the best choice for their situation. So, the papers were signed and they went on their way with sadness.

I have a serious issue with euthanizing healthy dogs. A few years ago, a young lab had come into the clinic for euthanasia for limping. I put close to $800 into that dog and couldn't find anything wrong with her. She was adopted out and is still alive today, enjoying life.

Posha, with many others who I have taken in, was no different. She was otherwise healthy...remove her eye, and she'll continue to live a normal, happy life. Thankfully, Dr. Holliday's heart is as big as mine, and she supports these efforts of mine.

Posha laid, sedated, on our wet table...it was either euthanasia now or surgery. We stood there, the three of us around Posha, trying to decide what to do. Legally, Posha was to be euthanized, but...only because there was no money for her. It was hard...and I see owners battling this problem every day. It is not uncommon...it is not as horrible as many make it out to seem. It is a fact of life, and is sometimes terribly heart-breaking.

I sent a text message to my friend, Holly. She is big into animal rescue and knows LOTS of people in the rescue world around here. I told her a little about Posha...I told her that we would remove her eye, if she could find a rescue to take Posha afterwards.

Within 30 minutes, I got a text back with a phone number to call. Lone Star Shih Tzu and Lhasa Apso Rescue would take Posha.

However, now we needed the owner to sign Posha over to the clinic. The euthanasia form is not a 'release of ownership'. This is always a hard call to make and one that I find very...nerve-wracking. Posha's family could still say 'no' and they'd rather her euthanized. That is their call to make, and I would feel better knowing that I at least 'tried' for Posha's sake. I explained to them that they did not have sign Posha over to me and that we would euthanize her if that was truly what they wanted. Or, they could sign Posha over to the clinic and her eye would be removed and then go to the rescue.

A few phone calls later, and it was a done deal. Posha was our's and we went into surgery immediately.


This is Posha's eye up close. The black wrinkly bit you see in the center...that is the inner workings of Posha's eye, dried and scabbed up from prolonged exposure. The weird mucky fluid coming from the bottom is pus, Posha's eye is no longer an eye, it's a ruptured abscess. 
Posha is 8 years old, and she worried us under anesthesia. She didn't want to breathe on her own and her heart rate dropped below a comfortable beat too often. The eye was such a mess that Dr. Holliday had a terrible time getting it out. The most bizarre thing about it all was this...

DO NOT LOOK AT THIS PICTURE IF YOU HAVE A WEAK STOMACH.

Posha's actually eye ball was so infected that the eye actually ruptured in a few places to let the pus out. It filled her eye socket...this picture (see warning above...again) shows just one of the holes the infection made to let the pus drain out of the eye to make room for more.

I call this 'amazing'...simply because it is...as unfortunate as it is. It is amazing what the body does...on it's own. 

After surgery, Posha went into recovery...


She recovered well, and thankfully, had no extra drainage. It was also apparent that she still had vision in her other eye. Sometimes it's a complication following surgery that while removing the bad eye, you can cause the other eye to go blind. 

The next morning, we discovered Posha's love...canned food. She took her medicine like a professional...and you could see the light in her restored. Granted, she's an older gal...so she does play, doesn't bark, doesn't really do anything but hang out and watch the world around her. But, bring out canned food and she comes to life...that beautiful tail or her's wags, her eyes light up, she smiles...it's perfect.


Posha's hair will grow back and you won't even know she doesn't have the eye unless you really look for it. That's the beauty of having bangs. ;) I think she's gorgeous no matter how many eyes she has.

Posha goes to the rescue tomorrow evening, if Dr. Holliday deems her able. I don't see why she can't, so I am sure she'll be in their hands tomorrow night. There's been a lot of change in Posha's world in just a matter of days. It makes me sad...but, then I think that she could be dead right now.
Posha's surgery has only been covered 3/4 of the way. If you guys would like to help cover those costs, please donate to Tad's Pay Pal (tiffanydieringer@yahoo.com). I also have to say this...do not...absolutely DO NOT feel bad that you cannot help Posha monetarily. I understand completely and simply asked because I know many of you are able and willing. I'm not out to make any of you feel crummy, Posha has had her surgery and she is doing well...and that's the best part. Nothing else matters...well, it matters...but not nearly as much. ;)

Adios, Martin!

As MOST of you probably already know, I decided to go ahead and remove Martin...even if it meant causing the Demodex Mange to get worse. If the mass is something scary, I'd rather sooner than later and take my chances with the mange.


And yes, on Tad's medical record...it does say, 'Remove Martin the Mass'. At Wags 2 Whiskers, we like to have fun. :)

Anyway, so after shaving the hair around the area...we exposed Martin, the true fiend.


Surgery went well, and if you'd like to see Martin 'actually' being removed, check out this picture...but, I do warn you...it is a picture from SURGERY...so, if you can't handle blood...don't look. Simple as that.

After surgery, which was barely 15 minutes, Tad went into recovery...which basically meant a king-sized pallet on the floor of the office where he sat with me until he woke up. However, we went to check on Tad's incision...and it turns out that the boy...erm, was bleeding...heavily. How heavily? Look at this picture...and again, if you cannot handle blood...you SERIOUSLY don't want to look at this picture.

So, while Tad was still conked out without a single sense of awareness, we had to pressure wrap his incision. Basically, that means to put a tight wrap to help stop bleeding. ...in a dog who is dead asleep and has an incision in such a weird spot, wrapping Tad was very difficult for Jennifer and I. But, we managed...






Of course, Tad would walk funny for the next few hours...but, what do you do?!

So, with Martin gone and the bleeding stopped...we have a nice pretty incision...that yesterday, while delivering Tad's Toys to the shelter, Tad tore open while jumping frantically around the truck. :/ ...so, it's not so pretty anymore, but here's the incision on surgery day.





We still don't have results, trust me...I JUST checked...hopefully tomorrow morning... *sigh*

11/15/11

THE Mass

I posted on Tad's FB wall yesterday that he's had this mass growing on his left side for about a month now. It's a strange looking fellow, but we decided to watch it for a week or two and see what happens. Here we are, a month later and it's still there...very slowly getting bigger, but really...doesn't seem to bother him.

Two different types of masses/growths came to mind immediately, Mast Cell Tumor and Histiocytoma.

Mast Cell Tumors are a type of cancer. They can look like anything and are scary little devils.

Histiocytomas are very common in young dogs, and they will generally 'fall off' on their own. No need to worry with them.

We decided to go ahead and aspirate the growth to get some cells and look under the microscope. We can usually diagnose these two types of tumors without issue here in the clinic.

However, Tad is NOT a very good patient...especially when you come at his man-area with a needle.

You're going to put that needle where!?
 We didn't get a very good sample from the mass, so our cytology was inconclusive. Figures.

So, now I'm trying to decide if I should go ahead and remove it or leave it alone. Let me explain why I don't just 'rip the thing off'...then perhaps together we can make an educated decision.

IF it's a Histiocytoma, there's no reason to knock him out and remove it. In a few months, it'll fall off on it's own and not only will we save money, we won't have to put him under.

IF it's Mast Cell and we wait (because we think it's a Histiocytoma) it can and likely will spread. You never want to wait to remove Mast Cells, especially when you make them angry by poking them with a needle.

It could also simply be a cyst...which would be GREAT. However, if we go mashing and squeezing the heck out of it to get it to pop...and it's a Mast Cell...then we run the risk of making things a lot worse.

So, you see my predicament?! I will probably just knock the silly boy out and remove it...but, then...I'd probably try again to get the turd to sit still long enough and not bite so we can get a better sample. :/

Here's the picture of his little friend, we shall call him, Martin the Mass. ;)

Martin the Mass




11/9/11

Training Update

Michael and I have a 'journal' that we talk to each other back and forth about Tad and his behavior good or bad. You guys already know that I don't share a lot of things regarding problematic...adventures, and you know why. We won't go into that again. :) However, after an incident today, at home, Michael is leaning more towards what are called SEC (sudden environmental change) triggers. Basically, sudden changes around Tad trigger him to get upset...naturally, of course. I don't like sudden change either. Well, really...I don't like change at all. :/

The problem with training or counter-conditioning this behavior is that there are soooo many triggers that fall into the SEC category as well as variables. It could be a dog, a human, a cat, a child...remember that turtle? So, basically...Tad needs undivided attention to capture him doing all the right things and heavily praise on those behaviors. We are to look at every interaction as potentially being a problem and work even harder on his biting, which he still does...a lot. :/ He is very obedient unless he's in bananas-mode, you know...like going bananas...? ...so, we also need to work on his basic obedience and recall...which the only dogs that are ANY good at that are Chica and Chino. :/

As I already stated, I am only bringing one dog to work a day...which is super lonely and boring, but now all the clients are asking where the other dogs are...but, oh well...you do what you gotta do. Tad's scheduled days to be at the clinic are Monday and Saturday, of course. Saturday is Tadurday, you know!?

We may also be spacing Tad's visits with Uncle Michael further apart now, as his funds for training are gone. Thankfully, Uncle Michael is awesome enough that he understands and is willing to work this out so it can still be done. Kudos to you, sir.

Tad - Pet Fest 2011


11/8/11

Silence Is Not Always Golden

Jemima
...many of you know that I drive a Tahoe, named Jemima. I often refer to her as Jemima, too. This may or may not have caused some confusion in MANY of you.

This is Jemima, who is currently awaiting reconstructive surgery to replace her front end as she's a death trap right now. Super fun to drive! She's all over the place...but, that's totally besides the point.





Guinea Pig Shaped Car - Dobby
Sooo, for the past week to a week and a half I've been driving my mom's car...it's shaped like a guinea pig. No lie. Anyway, it's just a bit...only just a bit, you know...smaller than Jemima, but I've been able to still fit all (now 4) dogs into it to come to work.

Things are well...it's a fun car to drive...like a little go cart. Buuuut, free handouts are only temporary. They need their car back...





Suzy Pup
So, Suzy Pup, will be out of surgery soon...she needed an extensive brain surgery...but, she'll be back home sometime this week. Basically, that means...that I will be driving Suzy Pup while Jemima is having surgery herself. Suzy Pup is not nearly as fun to drive...but is less embarrassing than the guinea pig shaped car. BUT...the biggest problem...? It's only a two-seater. :/

...when there were three dogs, we could cram into this divine little hunk of junk, but now that there are 4 dogs...and a human, I'm not entirely sure how 'safe' that would be...especially with my driving.

So, we've resorted to bringing only one dog a day to work at a time...most depressing, I know! But, really...it may work out in Tad's favor with his behavior and training. It may make it worse considering there's less time to work with him...but, Michael insists I expect a great deal out of my dogs...and I never realized it until he said it.

I do expect a very high level of behavior from them, and for Walker and Chica, it's a no-brainer. For Tad, being a no-brainer...it's a bit more difficult.

Today is Tuesday, and that makes it Chica's day to be at work...it was hard leaving Tad, Walker, and Chino at home...but, maybe next week it'll be easier once these old habits die down.

It's incredibly quiet here without Tad...not to mention boring... :/ ...silence is not always golden.

11/2/11

Change in Treatment

We have finally decided to switch Tad's Demodex Mange treatment to Ivermectin. We are able to purchase it through our distributors, so that's nice.

Tad is losing more and more hair. I'll be honest; I did tell him that he had to at LEAST keep his hair until Pet Fest was over and done with. Then, if he wanted to strip down again, he is more than welcome. I fear he may have taken me up on that. :/

He's got a naked streak on the bottom side of his tail and various patches all of his actual boddy of thinning hair.

He's not itchy, as Demodex does not itch until an infection sets in, so that's great. He's just...patchy. ...but that's okay, he was loved hairless, haired, and now he be loved half-n-half.

iWalk for Animals

Tad and I are participating in iWalk for Animals to help raise money for the Houston SPCA. You're able to walk whereever you wish, but it starts at 6pm this Sunday.

We've already reached our goal for sponsorships and even exceeded that goal. However, if you'd like to sponsor us, you can follow this link HERE. Be sure to click 'Support Tiffany' and NOT 'Make a Donation'.

I appreciate everyone's sponsorship and will hopefully get Charles recruited so we can get video of our walk!

If you'd like to walk with us, please send me an email and we can get that sorted out and planned! 


10/23/11

Tad's Toys

For the last few weeks, I have wanted Tad to have a purpose. I wanted him to 'do' something. You know, some dogs paint with their paws and the paintings are sold and the money goes to animal charities. Some dogs gather dog food for rescues like Ricco Suave and then there's Ricochet who surfs to raise money. I just couldn't think of anything that Tad could 'do'.

Then, I thought...'Oh my gosh. What is he always doing!?' Toys. He destroys them. He loves them. He lives, eats, and breaths them.

So, why not set Tad up to campaign and gather toys for various rescues/shelters around the Houston area!? Toys are often the best thing you can give a little pup sitting in the back corner of his kennel at the shelter. There is such a power in giving a dog a toy that...while he's playing...nothing else matters. It's a moment of paradise.

Tad is so in love with toys that I feel this is it. You can check out more information here: www.facebook.com/TadsToys

Each month, a legit/proper rescue/shelter will be randomly picked and a needs list requested (solely for those wishing to donate more than just toys). The needs list and link for monetary donations will be supplied. However, the main focus is toys. We'll ask that you donate new or gently used toys (that will be washed prior to delivery) to Wags 2 Whiskers Veterinary Hospital. At the end of the month, all donations will be taken to that rescue/shelter and delivered to the dogs/cats in need! (Some rescues/shelters chosen may not be dogs/cats! ;) )

I hope you'll support Tad and I in this as we're very, very excited. I cannot wait to get started!


Pet Fest 2011 - Day Two

Today was great! He met a lot of his fans and their dogs. He seemed to get more 'grouchy' today as far as unaltered males went, but we did our best to avoid those. It was hard, today seemed more packed than yesterday.




We originally were to share the Celebrity Booth with Kanga, but she was not feeling well (she had a rash) and so she stayed home. Poor little girl! So, we were there by ourselves, but Tad ate it up!



We also were awarded our first place prize for winning the Diamond in the Rough Photo Contest on Pet Fest's Facebook!



10/22/11

Pet Fest 2011 - Day One

Firstly, there are no pictures from today. Well, I lied. There is one that I made Boyfriend take. Boyfriend is Jennifer's boyfriend, who I can never remember his name, so he is dubbed 'Boyfriend'. I think it's Matt, but I always want to call him Josh...which is apparently his brother's name. Anyway, you'll find that picture below.

Why are there no pictures? Well...let me explain. Tad has behavior problems...Pet Fest is NOT the ideal place for him. All kinds of unfamiliar faces and dogs and smells and cats and food and various animals and grabby children and people in costumes and...well, you can see why a dog who has the potential to 'bite' shouldn't be there. I took my chances...therefore, I was constantly focused on Tad's movements, postures, sounds, other dog's movements, postures, and sounds. I wanted to predict the issue before it was too late. The poor boy is going to have explosive diarrhea from all the treats, but we'll cross that bridge when we get there. I also had to keep my eyes...this is going to sound weird...I had to keep my eyes on who had testicles and who didn't. I KNOW Tad has aggressive tendencies with intact males. Let me tell you, I've never seen so many dangle-y things in my life! What is it with people these days!? I mean, some of those things were bigger than Tad's head! No lie!

But, enough about man-bits. ...that's why I don't have pictures. I was too focused on things that were...a 'tad' bit more important. That pun was totally intended, in case you were wondering.

Tad met a ton of famous doggies and quite a few humans he's heard about! It was really a lot of fun...but, the best part...which I'm sure you're freaking out with, 'HOW DID HE DO!? I DON'T CARE ABOUT MAN-BITS!'

...the best part? TAD WAS AMAZING! I was shocked. I really was. Did I honestly expect him to kill something? No, I really didn't...but, I did expect some resistance from him. I am still like...giddy inside. All smiles, you know?! Like, I want to cry...I'm serious. :/ 

There was one instance, for whatever reason, that Tad freaked out. It was not directed at any person or creature (maybe he saw some of those massive man-bits?). He was terrified of something...trying to hide in any possible place, bolt into doors, it was bizarre. I've no idea what it was, but we sat and had a calm chat anyway. We waited and ate treats and just kind of lowered our blood pressure. Then, we were able to move on.

The only 'dog' contact instance was a Whippet that jumped onto Tad (friendly or not, I don't know) and Tad went ape-crazy. Do I blame him? No. The owner whipped his dog up fast...yeah, buddy...you watch out. Tad'll eat your little fella in a second. ;) I'm just kidding...but,
that was the ONLY dog contact issue. No bites, no blood, just REALLY scare Tad came out.

There was also this itty bitty Pomeranian that was wearing this little weird tutu thing around it's neck, and Tad was freaked out by him. But, that's okay...some Pomeranians are a little creepy. No offense to any Tad friends, though. ;)

Tad also stopped by a vendor who was doing 'Bobbing for Hot Dogs'. Hot dogs sat on the bottom of the water trough, and the dogs stuck their face in it to get a hot dog. Tad gave it a whirl...and he got some! Cleaned the thing out! With the help of someone else's piggy dog, too! ;) But, then...every water bowl from there on out he looked for hot dogs. :/ 

He met a few Tad human friends and quite a few doggy celebrities! It was fun. I was too focused on Tad to buy anything, but...tomorrow I will be more relaxed and able to take pictures and buy crap. :)

Dr. Holliday, Chrissy, Tad, Jennifer, and Me

10/21/11

THE Book

I was reading a comment from Tad's Facebook friends regarding his most recent behavior challenges. ...and it really, I don't know...it got me thinking. Here's the comment I'm talking about.
 
"When I read this I felt worried that this situation with Tad would probably make someone else just give up on him. And it made me tear up." - Mayra

I was thinking that...well, maybe one day I should write this book. A 'real' rescue story...it's not all milkbones and fire hydrants. It's runny diarrhea and bloody battles for the most part. If you get my comparison... haha! 

It's a story of what really happens when you rescue a dog...maybe some day Tad will be behaved enough that I might could focus some time on writing this book or something of the sort. But, for now...and for a while...there's simply not a time slot for that. But, all of you who keep hinting...or flat out screaming at me to write the book, I want you to know that I do seriously think about it.

3rd Strike

There are quite a few things that I do not share with the rest of you regarding Tad. I have specific reasons for that, and I'm quite sure the majority of you understand as we've already had this conversation.

That being said, all of this may come as a total surprise to many of you.

Michael and I had a nice long talk yesterday, instead of training, and reformulated a few things. There was a bite last week, that thankfully, did not puncture the man's...man-bits. Michael told me that he strongly advised that Tad does not go to Pet Fest; which I understand. We then talked about how Tad is a completely different dog in public and without his 'pack' with him. Thus, why none of my other dogs will be at Pet Fest.

So, after reformulating a couple of things, Tad and I visited Old Town Spring yesterday (where Pet Fest will be held). Using the introduction method that was suggested by Michael, the visit was flawless. He enjoyed all the new people and met them with a wagging tail and happy posture. He even kissed a toddler on his cheek.

However, this morning, Tad returned to the clinic with me. We thought we were doing everything right with this introduction, lots of 'good boys' and treats, and it seemed everything was going well. For whatever reason, Tad attacked the dog (seemingly unprovoked) and left a bleeding gash in his ear.

So, as suggested, Tad was immediately put in time out while the other dog was tended to.

Tad has now lost all his freedoms. He drew blood; this was his third strike-he's out. Michael and I discussed crate training Tad, as he goes absolutely ape when he's 'locked' anywhere. So, I will be bringing a massive crate to the clinic that Tad will remain in.

Should I have done this from the start? Maybe so.

I'm actually a little torn between the crate and leaving them all at home. Not allowing him here everyday. Or, a one dog at the clinic at a time. I've not decided what to do yet...and Michael will help me make that decision.

That being said, Tad will STILL be a Pet Fest, against Michael's recommendation. I feel, in my heart, that Tad will be fine on his own, as he always has been. If you are planning on coming to Pet Fest to meet Tad, before you touch him, please get some treats from me. I'm not worried he will bite you, he seems to only bite in the clinic, but we're learning that all people mean yummies and good things. :) I will have a nice stash of treats with me, trust me.

On that note, you should never just RANDOMLY touch any dog, Tad or not...you're asking for a bite. ;)

Michael and I are meeting again in two weeks, and during that time I am going to be a momzilla. I am determined, now more than ever, to ensure that Tad meets the standards and expectations that I put on him.

Michael did tell me that I set the bar of expected behavior VERY high for my dogs. I didn't realize it, but, I do. I think that was an eye opener for me. I've been lucky with Walker and Chica thus far, and here's Tad who is a 'real' dog...and my gosh, I'm at a loss. It's complete turmoil.

If you wish to donate to Tad's training (I've not fixed the donation link yet), you may send a check to the address listed on the Donations and Packages page here on his blog (make it out to me Tiffany Dieringer), or send a PayPal payment to tiffanydieringer@yahoo.com. I appreciate everything you all are doing to help.




10/7/11

Diamond in the Rough Contest

If you don't follow our boy on Facebook, then you've likely missed the voting/contest!

Tad has been entered into a 'Diamonds in the Rough' Photo Contest. I'd appreciate it if you'd all vote for him. You're able to vote every hour, so please...vote as often as you can.

Here's the link you can follow, you must have a Facebook account. :)

https://www.facebook.com/PetFestOldTownSpring?sk=app_197602066931325


9/23/11

Mange Treatment Woes

Tad has been 'out' of it for nearly 3 days now after his Mitaban bath to treat the recurring demodex mange. He's finally coming back around, and despite the e-collar, he still has manged to get rashes and irritation on his 'sensitive' areas, namely his man-bits. His back feet are red, his man-bits are raw, and he has a wound on his tail. The e-collar doesn't keep him from scooting, and his legs are ridiculously long he can still reach his back feet.


We're considering changing his treatment from Mitaban dips to using Ivermectin, which I really wanted to avoid.

October will be 6 months from his first heartworm test. Any 'teenager' heartworms that he had at that time wouldn't be picked up by the snap test, so you wait 6 months and test them again. It gives the teens time to mature into adults and to show up on the heartworm snap test (assuming they're female - heartworm tests only pick up the hormones produced by female worms).

The other reason why I wanted to avoid it is that we don't know what breeds Tad's mixed with. The herding breeds (Collie, most importantly) are very sensitive to Ivermectin. It could be fatal to use Ivermectin in collies. To counter this because there are so many mixes out there, you start off with a low dose and work up to a normal dose. This way, if a reaction is to occur, you've most likely NOT given a fatal dose. It could cause Tad to seizure if he has any collie/herding breed in him, but it should not have any 'permanent' damage if he has a reaction. Obviously, Tad's most prominent breed is not 'collie', but we're not sure what else he has in him. Just my luck...it's collie.

On one hand, you have a drug that reacts with his skin and causes intense itching and extreme lethargy, and on the other, you have a drug that could potentially kill him. :/ But, the one that could potentially kill him is a whole heck of a lot easier, more convenient, and (if he's collie free) pretty harmless, assuming he is, in fact, heartworm negative.

9/14/11

Training Controversy

The discussion of 'training' for Tad has become quite the controversial topic. Many of you believe Tad is an amazing dog...one who never does wrong...could never do wrong. I don't blame you for this image; it is the one I've instilled in you. It's not wrong, but it is not completely him.

Have I been misleading...? Maybe, but I have never lied...there are just some things that are better kept out of the public eye. You have to realize that in public...behind computer screens...people become very, very brave. They say or do things they never would do otherwise. If I told you...some of the things Tad has done...I can guarantee you that some of you would recommend he be euthanized for 'aggression'.

Perhaps these behaviors are why he was dumped in the first place? He lacked proper training and socialization from birth, it's apparent. Now, I have to clean up the mess that someone else has made.

When one rescues a dog...be it from a shelter, from a rescue, from the side of the road...you take on the responsibility of that dog. You know he could come with a terminal illness, an annoying habit, a bad behavior. It's just the way it is...wouldn't it be great if every dog rescued had the BEST personality, temperament, and abilities? ...more dogs would probably be rescued. Sad truth is...these dogs are in bad shape. They're sitting in rescues, shelters, ditches for a reason...in most cases. Sometimes, people can be a-holes, we know this. But, isn't the statistic somewhere between 80-90% of homeless dogs are that way because of behavior? The truth hurts sometimes...

The trainer that I have chosen for Tad, is one that I trust completely. I agree with his method and his approach. Some of you may not, and that's okay. But, you must understand...that you only know Tad through a computer screen. You know what I tell you. I know him, for him, obviously...and Michael knows him, for him. So, Michael's blog may not make sense to you sometimes...or you might not like what he has to say, but I assure you...he knows Tad. He knows my faults, he knows Tad's faults, and he is helping both of us learn.

Dealing with Tad on a daily basis, I now have more respect for mothers of special needs children. I understand their plight and why so many are quick to say, 'It's the parent's fault...if they would have --' I know this, because I used to say that all the time.

You don't really understand until you have one. ...and yes, I'm comparing children to my dog. You don't really understand the seriousness of it all until you're in their shoes.

I battled with the idea of finding a trainer for Tad. I fought myself a long, long time. I knew I would pay for the majority of it out of pocket, and right now...that is looking like it's going to be a very difficult challenge. But, I think for a while I was in denial. I thought it would go away, I thought I could fix this. He just needs to listen to me. I fought his strong will daily...I struggled right along side with him. It wasn't until Tad bit my dad that I realized just how big of a liability Tad is to have at the clinic. It was a big deal for me; a turning point. Some of you realized that; you realized the impact it had on me. Sure, yes...dogs bite all the time...I am bitten everyday. But, for him to go after a 'client' (dad or not) was a punch to the stomach.

I HAD to do something...if Tad bit a client, and that client sued the clinic, Tad would be euthanized...regardless. He would be deemed aggressive and vicious. I could not save him from that fate. You can believe it or not, but I see that in Tad's future...and that is why this training/counseling is a such a big deal.

I have to fix him...and I've chosen Michael to help. You can like his methods or not; but before you tell me that I'm going overboard or you don't like Michael...please, understand that you don't know the whole story.

I have only shared one bite...I have only shared a few bruises...I have only shared select instances. There have been many more bites, many, many bruises, and more disasters than I can remember.

I want you to understand that this is not 'obedience'. This is not 'sit-stay-roll over Fido'. This is 'we help you learn or the city takes you away one day'. It is that serious for me, for the clinic, for Tad.

I've removed the ability to comment for a reason. I appreciate your understanding.


If you wish to donate to help with more sessions with Michael (and the training tools he has highly recommended), please see the below information.

I can accept donations through PayPal (which are then moved to a Savings Account where Tad's non-medical money sits) - please use my email : tiffanydieringer@yahoo.com

You may also mail a check (made out to me - Tiffany Dieringer) to the clinic:
TAD -The Abandoned Dog
17099 Walden Road Ste. 180
Montgomery, Texas 77356

9/11/11

Rough Play

The boy REALLY loves toys...REALLY loves toys, especially now that he knows what to do with them. We were playing with one of the toys a few minutes ago, and I chunked it across the house. Tad took off at break neck speeds after it.

As he passed the recliner, his front leg caught in the handle on the side, and I've a pretty good feeling he dislocated his shoulder.

He cried out and stood there, with a rather funky looking front leg (his shoulder on the one side was definitely out of socket) for a few seconds...took a few steps, and laid down on the floor. I went to get my phone to call Dr. Holliday. I was going to have her meet me at the clinic so we could sedate him and pop it back into place.

He got up to follow me, of course, and within a few steps, he'd popped it back in on his own. I gave him some pain medication left over from his previous hospitalization, and now he's sleeping peacefully.

Poor guy...he was having such a fun time, too. Looks like rest for the next 24 hours in hopes that the shoulder doesn't come out again...Lordy, Lordy...so much drama with this boy.

9/9/11

Day One - Lesson Implementing

Today is the first day we're implementing Tad's first school lesson from yesterday. The door chimes, signaling someone has come in or left the clinic, and I get Tad's attention and give him a treat. Lucky for Tad, the door has been going just about non-stop since I got here 30 minutes ago.

I also gave a small handful of treats for Dr. Holliday and Chrissy, so if they're near Tad when the door chimes, they can help out, too. I talked with Chrissy about people who want to come back to the treatment area for whatever reason, and to ask them if they'd be willing to help train Tad, as Michael suggested.

I'm quite sure the majority of the people would be more than willing to help out, it's just coaching them on the appropriate way to help and how they should act/react.

I think I'm hearing the door before Tad, and sometimes he doesn't even hear it...or react to it, so I almost feel like he's thinking, 'What the heck am I getting all these free treats for!?' Haha!

If you wish to donate to help with more sessions with Michael (and the training tools he has highly recommended), please see the below information.

I can accept donations through PayPal (which are then moved to a Savings Account where Tad's non-medical money sits) - please use my email : tiffanydieringer@yahoo.com

You may also mail a check (made out to me - Tiffany Dieringer) to the clinic:
17099 Walden Road Ste. 180
Montgomery, Texas 77356

9/8/11

Meeting the Trainer

Tad met Michael, his trainer/behaviorst, for the first time today at The Fundamental Dog facility. It was very slow and relaxed, and I think that was good...Tad eventually fell asleep in class. :/

I'm excited to start working with Tad on our first assignment; associating the door chime/bell with good things. As it stands right now, Tad associates those chimes with strangers, and to Tad, strangers are bad. Everyone at the clinic will have to keep treats in their pockets, and whoever (non-employee) comes to the treatment area...will have to bring yummy treats/cheese-whiz.

...and, of course, we'll have to avoid Tad having a situation as best we can. Though, after leaving training...we went directly to a gas station, and a man walked by the Tahoe and Tad had a conniption...but, he was redirected towards the growing pile of cheese-whiz on the seat...and stopped barking...and would just watch the man instead.

Michael is making the trip (I assume it's nearly 2 hours from his house) to the clinic next Friday to get a feel for Tad's environment and how he reacts in that environment. With any luck, Tad will remember Uncle Michael and all the yummy treats he has!

A few of you have donated to Tad's training, and that is immensely helpful. I can't thank you enough. I have enough (not including what is sitting on his account at work for medical issues) for almost two more sessions with Michael. He and Marie (The Fundamental Dog trainer) also advised me to purchase a Manners Minder; it's basically a remote controlled treat dispenser. This will definitely come in handy for when no one is in the treatment area with Tad and the door chimes. Whoever is holding the remote can push the button, and at treat is dispensed. This will also help Tad realize that he does not just get treats when there's a person standing there. I think it's a great idea.

You guys know how I am about money, but I know how you all are as well. You won't let me NOT let you help. Therefore, if you wish to donate to help purchase the Manners Minder and more sessions with Michael, please see the below information.

I can accept donations through PayPal (which are then moved to a Savings Account where Tad's non-medical money sits) - please use my email : tiffanydieringer@yahoo.com

You may also mail a check (made out to me - Tiffany Dieringer) to the clinic:
17099 Walden Road Ste. 180
Montgomery, Texas 77356

You guys have been such an amazing help, and have done wonders for what I'm able to do for Tad. I can't thank you enough...seriously, and you guys probably roll your eyes because you think I've done way more...but, trust me...Tad would not have come so far so quickly without all of you. I seriously, seriously appreciate every single one of you.

8/26/11

Mange Update

You may recall that Tad's Demodex Mange has returned. Slowly and surely, he's getting more and more bald spots. We've started him on Mitaban baths for treatment. He had his first one on Tuesday.

The Amitraz in the Mitaban made him extremely sleepy and mellow for about two days, and that has finally worn off. Last night he started to act like himself again.

However, you may also recall (if you follow him on Facebook) that he developed a strange rash in various places, likely caused by the reaction to the dying mites. I bought him so aloe spray to help soothe those areas, which did wonders for him.

While the rash has been gone for a bit now, Tad is still very itchy. We're not sure if this is still reaction to the dying mites, reaction to the pre-dip shampoo, or the Mitaban itself.

Poor fella...I can only hope that starting the treatment as early as we did, that he won't lose too much hair...but, demodex always gets worse before it gets better.

8/25/11

Vimeo Videos!

If you don't follow Tad on Facebook (www.facebook.com/theabandoneddog), you've no doubt missed a ton of videos.

I stopped using YouTube after serious frustrations regarding my 'music choices'...so, I moved over to Vimeo.

I've recently changed the URL for easier finding and sharing. I will, with time, move ALL of Tad's video's over to this Vimeo account.

For those interested: www.vimeo.com/theabandoneddog

Letter From Tad

Sometimes I find myself wondering, as big as Tad has become, if his original owners have seen him lately.

Tad is not the type of dog to 'run away' or 'escape a fence'. I'd like to think that if that were the case, I'd have seen something signaling that in the last 6ish months.

That being said, Tad's condition didn't happen over night...he was on his own for some time, and he must've suffered for some time.

I often wonder if they are a 'fan' of Tad on Facebook (www.facebook.com/theabandoneddog). Do they 'like' his pictures? Do they comment on my status updates? Not to make us all paranoid, but these are just the things that cross my mind...

It crosses my mind so often that I imagined what it would be like for Tad to write them a letter...what might he say? Would he be angry? I don't think so...in a weird way, I think he might be grateful. He would not be who he is today without being dumped, you know.

Please, get your tissues, paper towels, corks, and whatever else you need to plug your tear ducts, because after this video...you'll need them. Also, please share this video far and wide. May it inspire someone else who passes by a 'Tad'...and may they remember to 'be the change they wish to see in the world'

Finally!

I am pretty excited. I have had the hardest time getting a hold of trainers to work with Tad, and it's been beyond frustrating.

One of Tad's friends, Holly Kelch, who is friends with Robyn Arouty, suggested I try out Michael's Dogs. I'll be the first to tell you that I really don't know what I should be looking for as far as a trainer goes, other than someone who's nice. So, the personal recommendation was nice. Thanks, girls. :)

I just got off the phone with him, and because I'm only off on Thursday's, we have to wait two weeks for our first meeting. It'll be September 8th, as of right now. He's going to see if someone else would like to sit in, and if she'd allow us to use her space (since we're having to meet in the middle due to distance). Hopefully she does, because I'm excited to start working on this with Tad.

He advised me to also read a book called The Culture Clash by Jean Donaldson (sp?). He did say it's a bit technical, but it would perhaps prepare me a bit...instead of going in blindly, as I've never really worked on an issue like this before.

So, wish us luck...and hopefully, Tad doesn't try to eat him like he does some men! ;)

8/15/11

It's baaaaack...

Some of you may remember that Tad had two types of mange, which is rare. He had both Sarcoptic (highly contagious) and Demodectic (not contagious) Mange. He was cleared of Sarcoptic Mange, but because of his weak immune system, if took a bit longer to clear him of the Demodex.

To give a little lesson, Demodex is carried on ALL dogs...and humans, too. Whenever the dog's immune system becomes compromised, the mites start to thrive and you start noticing symptoms.

Keep in mind that Tad has a LOT of scarring, and he is fairly neked on his underside. However, while I was walking him out to piddle before we left the clinic for the day, I noticed a new neked spot on his tail. When I got inside, Dr. Holliday and I decided to scrape him again. His last scraping was about 3 months ago, which you may remember had those weird spores that were of no concern.

Dr. Holliday read the scraping, and sure enough, Tad is having another Demodex outbreak. Bummer...

But, the real problem is what to treat him with... We used Promeris on him before, it's a topical flea and tick prevention that can also be used to treat Demodex Mange. Well, Promeris was recently pulled of the shelves for causing an autoimmune disorder of the skin.

Our next option is ivermectin...without knowing Tad's heartworm status, that's not a good idea. It could kill him. Let me explain the heartworm status: Tad's first heartworm test was negative, however...in order for the test to show positive, he must have adult female worms. He was checked for microfilaria, which are baby heartworms...and he didn't have those either. However, it takes 6 months for the worms to grow into adults...so, if at the time of his test (4 months ago) he had 'teenage' heartworms, neither test will pick them up. So, it'll be two more months before we can retest him to ensure he's completely negative. If we're going to be using Ivermectin, we will not use it before we ensure he is as negative as he can possibly get.

So, our last option is a dip. Bah! I hate those...but, you gotta do what you gotta do. We don't carry it, but we're going to look into ordering it tomorrow for him. I think it's a dip every two weeks...or a dip twice a week...? I can't honestly remember, it's been years since we've done one.

Either way, I almost forgot to share this tidbit with you guys as I've been so wrapped up with 'other' things today... :/

Regarding Donations

I am not one to ask for money; if you've been on Tad's page for any length of time...you have probably already realized that. So, don't think I am 'asking' or 'begging' here.

Many of Tad's friends have asked me how to donate money to help cover a behaviorist/trainer for him. Tad has quite a credit on his account at the clinic, so his medical expenses are STILL covered. I want to make this clear; if you're choosing to donate right now...you are helping me to get the very best positive reinforcement trainer or behaviorist (depending on mine and Tad's needs) for him.

I would like to accept most donations through PayPal, which is accredited or verified. I'm not sure the word they use. Please send your donation, if you wish, to: tiffanydieringer@yahoo.com




If you want to send a check or money order, please address them to my name : Tiffany Dieringer and mail them to the hospital.

C/o Tiffany Dieringer
Wags 2 Whiskers Veterinary Hospital
17099 Walden Road Ste. 180
Montgomery, Texas 77356

Explainations

I think I need to make a few things clear. Well, maybe not 'need'...some of you will say that I don't 'need' to do anything. But, I do...I try my very best to keep everyone informed as far as Tad goes regardless of the backlashing that I sometimes get. This is a public place, more or less, and I'm a fairly understanding and reasonable person. So, I accept everyone's opinions of this entire situation. I also try very, very hard to read everything posted (comments, FB posts, emails, letters, etc).

A comment I received on Tad's last blog sort of...inspired me to explain a couple, or a lot, of things to you guys. Since Tad's incident this morning, I've gotten all sorts of opinions...and most of them were positive, some were constructive criticism, and some...to me...I don't know that the person has read anything about Tad. :/

However, for what it's worth...these are Tad's rules...before today. I've been accused of being 'too mean' and also 'too nice'...so if you must judge, I'd at least like you to know some simple facts.

~ When I walk Tad around our loop, he is required to walk at my side on a leash. Not in front of, and not behind. If he pulls, we stop, and he is told to sit, which he does. Then, we continue. The neighbors probably think I'm nuts.

~ Before leaving the house through any door, Tad is told to sit and stay until the door is open. He then gets an 'okay' and he can go out. He does this with perfect obedience.

~ Before he gets his dinner, he must sit and wait to eat it until I say 'okay'. He has the sitting down pat, but we are working on the 'okay'. So, he does this with nearly perfect obedience.

~ Before he is allowed to jump out of my Tahoe, he is told to stay until I have his leash. He does so with perfect obedience.

~ Before putting ANY leash on him, he is told to sit and stay. He does this with perfect obedience.


~ At the clinic, he is told to go to the 'back' (which means the other side of the puppy gate). He does this with nearly perfect obedience.


~ He can sit, lay down, high five, and stay on command. He is 95% accurate, if I were to have to guess.

~ When Tad is being unruly, he is required to sit. Sometimes this means, bending his back knees to get him into a sitting position. He is then held in place by his shoulders/chest, NOT his collar, until he calms down. Then, he is told 'okay', and he's free to go.

~ When outside, he does not require a leash. He comes when he's called, and he stays within a leashes distance from me. He does this with nearly perfect obedience.


That being said, before you judge that I am too soft, I want you to understand that my dogs ALL have rules. Tad is no exception. Tad does NOT walk all over me, and he knows and understands that what I say is what is to be done...EXCEPT when he goes into protective mode and his focus goes to protecting, and nothing else.


Yes, I do need training...but so does he. We will do training together, but I can promise you...he is not the sweet angel puppy that most everyone believes. He came with a fair share of behavioral problems, but don't for one second think I allow him to walk all over me. I can promise you, that is not allowed.

In most situations, the owner AND dog require training, and I'm not here to say that I'm a dog trainer or behaviorist...I'm here to say that before you pass your judgement, you should at least know some basic facts.

Now, let's get back to happy Tad times, and I will most certainly keep everyone updated on the trainer/behaviorist route. :)


The 'Incident'

I got out of my Tahoe this morning, and let the dogs out of the back doors. They generally run to the clinic door and wait for either me to catch up and open it, or sometimes Chrissy will open it for them.

I walked around to the other side of the Tahoe and grabbed my stuff, and then headed for the door. Just as I got to the door, my dad pulls up...to surprise me. He gets out of his truck and we're laughing and joking about him showing up randomly. We were completely at ease, no tension at all.

The three dogs ran up excited to see him, as did I. As we got closer, my dad tripped over the curb and sort of...fell at me. He caught himself, but I'm sure to Tad...it looked like he was lunging at me to attack me or something. I get that...I understand.

My hands were full of my stuff, but Tad would not stop. He got firm commands, nothing was working. My dad was standing there, a few feet from me, and Tad would not give in. Finally, Chrissy comes running out of the clinic. She was grabbing his collar, which makes it worse, so I told her to let go of his collar and take my stuff. I felt bad for screaming at her, but now I'm in a rotten mode because Tad is trying to kill someone. She took my stuff and I pulled Tad from his chest back. He then lunged forward and bit onto my dad's knee...leaving wet marks on his pants.

My dad said that Tad did not break the skin, but is my dad just being nice? This is an absolutely unacceptable behavior for my dogs. I don't mind protection, but you will not act on it unless you are told to. I'm sorry, but that's the way I am. I refuse to allow my dogs to be biters, fear or otherwise.

We eventually got everyone into the clinic, and pretty soon...my dad and Tad were sharing scrubbies. My dad is not a scary man, he's a total softy. He was not wearing glasses or a hat or have anything in his hands.

Tad will not be left at home, that's my personal decision and it won't change. I won't 'avoid' this situation, he will be trained out of it. I'm sorry if I sound b*tchy, but...that's my choice. I don't harp on anyone for thinking that's the best choice, I really don't...but, it's not the way I want to handle this.

I have tried and tried to get trainer's to work with Tad, no one is contacting me back. All of Tad's money has been put on his account for his medical bills...there is nothing left for his day to day stuff, including training. Dr. Holliday and I are trying to decide just which route to take, puppy class? He knows basic obedience. Behaviorist? I'm not entirely sure. A behaviorist is going to cost me a lot, and I'm trying to work out how to get that kind of money together for him. There's not a money limit on my dogs, but...there's a limit on how fast I can get it together.

I've been talking, for the past 6 months with different people who have trained in the past, who have worked with trainers and such, and Tad has come an EXTREMELY long way. However, this behavior is one that I can't seem to break.

I am pretty relaxed with my dogs, but, they do not walk all over me. I am not overly strict either. However, we had a 'meeting' today, regarding Tad. His rules just got a lot stricter...because of this incident, I now lack the trust I had for him. He has bitten someone, my dad or not, it doesn't matter...a bite is bite regardless of the severity. It is unacceptable, and I will not have it. He will no longer be allowed anywhere off leash; this includes the 9,000 times he goes out here at the clinic to pee. He is no longer allowed to play with your hands, which he loves. He will be ignored if he continues to play bite. He is not allowed up front NO MATTER WHAT.

If he bites a client, he will be confined to a kennel here at work all day long every day. I don't want that for him, but that is my last resort.

There have been quite a few calls into the clinic this morning already. Tad is not going to be euthanized...that's ridiculous. Tad was not beaten to a pulp because he bit someone. Tad is perfectly fine, and is likely oblivious to how badly this bothers me. Tad is just as normal as he always has been, but he's not going to like his new rules until we can find a trainer who actually responds to being contacted and some estimates on costs and such.

8/11/11

Tad's Bling

There's been some comments made about Tad's bling...so, I figured I'd share. Really, these are not ALL his tags...and honestly, they're not heavy at all. He only has one more tag than Walker and Chica.

Anyway, here goes:

  
The Cat Did It


Rabies Tag

  
Microchip Tag   
Name Tag with My Number
St. Francis Tag (THAT I LOVE)
Weird foam thing that came with the collar...?

8/8/11

Celebrity Sightings!

I love getting links and such from places where Tad's friends have spotted him! ...like this website, for instance. Tad is the first one!

...please remember the first picture I posted of Tad, there are many like it on this website of many different animals. Prepare yourselves if you're going to look. I know that many of you are VERY sensitive to such things.

Slightly Warped - Animal Transformations

If you spot Tad in various places, please send me the link or something. I love to look at how far and wide his influence has reached.

8/7/11

One on One

Since the moment I picked him up, Tad has never been alone. He has always had Walker and Chica. Today, however, I decided to take Tad out...without the other two. Sometimes it's hard to give all three of them the quality time they need, but I do what I can.

It started with giving Walker and Chica bully sticks. That went well, but Tad didn't understand why he didn't get one. I put the leash on him, and out we went...or tried, anyway. He didn't want to leave without Walker and Chica, it was obvious. Or, he wanted a chewie...I can't really say.

I get him into ol' Suzie Pup, my temporary daily driver until I can save some money to get Jemima repaired. I could tell that something wasn't right...something about him. It was almost as if...I don't know, he reverted back to the Tad I first met. I was kind of of confused by this sudden change in behavior, so I watched him. He seemed...not anxious, or scared...but more like...extremely sad. It's hard to describe...but, I firmly believe that people know their dogs. You 'know' when something's not right...and something definitely wasn't 'right' about Tad.

However, positive reinforcement for this behavior would be to feel sorry for him and take him back inside with the other...but, that wasn't going to happen. Tad needed some alone time, and darn it...he was going to get it.

We drove down Calvary, which...if you remember...is where our paths first crossed. He...didn't ride in the car the way he normally does. He curled into a little ball...he looked so sad. Was this familiar to him? Did he come from a house with other dogs? ...and did whoever left him took him on a ride by himself? ...and did that person pull over...open the door...and dump him? I'd give anything to know what Tad was thinking, but then...maybe I'm better off not knowing.


We first went to PetSmart...I needed a few things, and walked out with too many things. You know how that goes. But, of course...we went down the squeaky toy aisle. 
Every few steps, Tad would always turn to make sure I was still there with him. He is always a tad (no pun intended) quite and unsure of himself when we visit places other than what he's used to. 


Ah yes...and the birds. He loves birds. He'd chase them until he fell over from exhaustion...we stood in front of the aviary for gosh...10 minutes? ...developed a little huddle of people watching Tad watch the birds. They liked him, but I don't think he even knew they were there. 


I have been wanting to take Tad to the dog parks; if you remember, our first experience didn't go over well. However, with the temperatures in the triple digits and the severe drought...it was HOT and the place was pretty desolate. Either way, here's a few pictures I took of him on my phone while at the dog park. 




I spy an itty bitty super tiny Tadpole!


Agility dog in the making?

Itty bitty teeny tiny Tadders...running! 


It would appear that he had a splendid time!

Tadward got a new collar! Well, so did Walker and Chica, but this is HIS blog. ;)

Tad was excited when we got back home...almost relieved. Like, 'Hey...she brought me back...hey...this is pretty neat.'

It is amazing the difference in behavior when he does not have that 'pack mentality' and he's on his own. A truly well behaved dog...

8/3/11

Eventful Morning

I've debated on sharing this story or not, it is not our normal happy-funny Tad story. But so far...there's not much I haven't shared with you guys regarding Tad, so why start now?

This morning, I let Tad out the back door of the clinic to trot across the alley way to piddle in the grass on the otherside. Chica followed, did her business, and came inside. Tad, however, will pee for days and days. I noticed Ilene had spotted a bee outside and made a bee-line (no pun intended) for the bee. I quickly caught her (she's not allowed outside), and when I looked back up for Tad, he was running extremely fast. He spotted something, and he was going to get it.

I don't like my dogs to chase things, and Tad is no exception. So, I thought I'd be smart and take the shortcut through the clinic to get him on the otherside. I get to the front doors within seconds, and there's no Tad...but, I can hear him barking at something.

Juuuuuuust greeeeat... :/

I followed the barking and found Tad between Wal-Mart and the clinic (which is not that big of  distance, I always walk my dogs there). There was something on the grass in front of him, and he was barking and pawing and jumping around at it.

I ran over as fast as I could because I thought he'd found another bunny...only, it wasn't moving from what I could see. He wasn't acting aggressive...it was more of a, 'Please, get up and play with me...' sort of stance.

I realized that Tad's...find was a kitten. I panicked because my intial reaction was that Tad had just killed this kitten. I grabbed the baby as fast as I could and Tad and I both bolted back to the clinic. I won't give you any gory details, because it's not necessary...but, when I set the kitten on the treatment table...it's obvious this baby had been killed last night or early this morning. I assume early this morning based on a few...findings.

Dr. Holliday made sure to listen to the baby a long time to ensure that the kitten was in fact dead, and didn't need any help to...finish. We're kind of thinking that the kitten must've been hit by a car or something in the Wal-Mart parking lot, and the adrenaline of shock helped it get down the hill to us. Perhaps Tad saw a hawk or something else trying to carry it off and that's what he went for initially (he likes to chase birds)...the bird dropped the baby realizing Tad was on it's tail...? I'm not sure...I don't know, but there's no way Tad would have seen that kitten otherwise.

So, we packaged the baby and it will go off with our other cremations. The company we use is Live Oak, and they spread their ashes on their property which is a super nice place. So, while the baby had a hard life...it will at least have some respect and nice place to rest from now on...

I'm just sad that the boy didn't find the baby sooner...maybe we could have eventually adopted it out to someone? But, we'll eat ourselves alive with 'what if's' and 'maybe's'...so, we'll just let the baby rest in peace and know that we did what we could for it.

8/2/11

Nifty Trick for FB Fans

There's been some concerns raised that people who want to follow Tad and only Tad can't because of cross-posting. I don't want to 'ban' that; I feel like it's a way to help spread the word.

So, I thought I'd share this nifty trick for those who may not know. It's a way you can view ONLY posts by Tad on his wall. I think you have to click it each time you visit, but it's totally worth it if that's what you want. :)

I took a screencap of Tad's page...with a big arrow pointing at what you need to click to see only updates made by Tad and I on his wall. This will work on ANY fan page. :)

Hope this helps!

A Difficult Decision - Not Tad Related

I support rescue and rehabilitation 100%. The number of animals that have passed through me to forever homes or eternity in Heaven is TNTC*, as we say in veterinary medicine.

I have received TONS of messages about 'cross posting'...and many ask me to 'show this to Tad's friends', 'share this on Tad's wall', 'can you repost this', 'would you share this page'...in the beginning, I was even approached to 'make a page' for someone's dog because maybe they could get money, too. That is NOT why this was done...that is NOT what I want...I will NOT support that.

I posted a month or so, maybe more, about being cautious. There are a lot of scammers out there, and animal lovers are easy prey. It sucks, but it's true. I have been very particular about the stories I share, and they're usually people that I know more closely.

However, after a long talk with the doctor today...I've decided to no longer cross post for other animals. Before you get enraged, please let me explain...

I have a gut feeling that a story I shared at one point in time is...well, it hits me the wrong way. I just feel uncomfortable about it. I don't like it, and I don't like 'sharing' such a thing that sends a thousand people over to either donate their money, donate their support, break their hearts, cry their tears, and then it turns out to be...false. I just...I don't like that responsibility. I always advise people to be cautious, but I feel like if I 'recommend' a page, then some feel that it's a genuine page because I 'recommended' it...in some cases, that may be true. But, I just...I don't feel right when I don't 'know'.

Tad's page is available for other to cross-post and such, but personally, I don't want to do it. I am too worried about setting up those who have done so much for Tad and me for disaster.

I hope that you understand my decision. I just don't 'know' who is behind that Facebook profile, and I don't feel comfortable referring you all all over the place.

I want Tad's page to be about Tad...to give hope, inspiration, to bring light to this cruel world full of so many who need to see there is a chance...

Thank you for your understanding...


*TNTC = Too Numerous Too Count

7/27/11

Training Collars?

For the past month or so, the talk around the clinic (which sounds funny because there's pretty much only three of us) is that we need to get Tad under control.

He is extremely intelligent, and general obedience is not the issue. The puppy gate idea is working well, as long as everyone remembers to keep it shut. If the puppy gate is not shut, and the front doors open setting off the little bell...Tad goes nuts and charges the front doors barking, yowling, and having a great time. He then proceeds to jump on the clients. If he gets to the front before they come in, they won't come in because he sounds so scary. This is completely and 100% unacceptable. He is on the verge of having to be kenneled in the back all day. I don't want to do that, and so we're working on him all day every day.

If the puppy gate remains shut, we're fine. However, if I go to the other side of the puppy gate without him, he goes ape-crazy. He starts barking non-stop, and it's not an 'easy to tune out' bark. He learned that the barking device, which sits on the floor next to the puppy gate, only picks up his deep barks, so he barks in a higher pitch. He is no longer affected by that little bark-box-thing.

The only other two options we can think of are a shock collar that is controlled by a human,which I'd rather not...or a citronella collar. I've not experience with either other than the injuries from shock collars from people who use them incorrectly on their dogs.

I'm leaning more towards a citronella collar...it's pain free, that's my goal. However, if another dog is barking (we are in a veterinary clinic) will it spray Tad? Or does it only pick up on the vibrations of Tad's throat...? If Tad is playing, and his neck vibrates...is it going to squirt him?

I guess we could potentially only put the collar on him when I got to the other side of the gate...that may be a good possibility, and take it back off when I come back across the gate.

Opinions? ...or, opinions without stone throwing would be most helpful. ;)

7/26/11

Cicada Invasion!

If you haven't seen 'Turtle Invasion', then I highly recommend you view that video. Regardless, I want to share 'Cicada Invasion!' with you tonight. I am mad at YouTube, so someone recommended I try Vimeo...I did, and so far so good.


The Abandoned Dog - Cicada Invasion from Tiffany Dieringer on Vimeo.

7/25/11

Point A to Point B

It was four months ago (tomorrow) that I first met Tad. I had every intention of euthanizing him and ending the most horrible suffering I've ever personally seen. You see the ASPCA commercials, you see pictures online, you read stuff in the paper...but I can promise you that it does not 'hit home' until you see it first hand. It's an indescribable feeling...one of heartbreak and one of rage. Who would do this? Why would they do this?

Most of the time...you will never get answers. I'm inclined to think that that's probably best.

I remember all of the people who told me to euthanize him. He had suffered long enough and I was selfish for trying to save him. Those who don't know the whole story still say that to this day after seeing his 'first' picture. I often wonder why it's the nature of many to give up so easily? Don't get me wrong, I would have given up...I would have let him go, but I wouldn't do so until he stopped fighting himself. It would have been more selfish to euthanize him, than to let him keep trying, in my opinion.

He never gave up...not once. He has been through so much in such a short amount of time, and look at where we are now. I look back at the last four months and how they flew by...had I euthanized him, I'd have missed so much.

But, it's not about me...so, I look back on them through Tad's eyes.

I understand now why he looks at me the way he does...

It is not a look that says, 'Mommy' or 'I love you'...but more of, 'You're my hero, and I owe you everything.' It's genuine gratitude, an expression of the most powerful way to say 'thanks'.

I understand now why he acts the way he does...

He has never been given a chance to experience the world without having to fight to survive. I don't want to be blasphemous, but Tad was 'born again'. This is new to him...these experiences, he needs more time. I must remember to be patient.

I understand why he does not let me out of his sight. I understand why he goes absolutely insane when he can't see me or figure out where I am. It all makes sense...and I don't know that 'separation anxiety' is the correct term for it.

I look back at his pictures and videos from the beginning, I don't remember him looking so bad. I don't remember the severity of his many issues. But, then I realize...these are pictures and video, you can't see 'him'. You can't see his will, his fight, his spirit...maybe that is why so many protested trying to save him.

Tad has overcome so much. My battles do not compare to the war the world waged on his body. His problems make mine seem so small... I try to remember this when I'm having a bad day.

When you've lost all hope...I hope that the story of Tad creeps into your mind, and I hope that you realize that this is nothing...you can do it.

No matter how you started out...just remember you can go from Point A to Point B...Tad did it in as little as four months.

Point A
Point B