"Liberty, Libbie for short"
is a 14 week old Rottweiler puppy that had NO previous Vet care, was "injured" and in need of rescue. She
was taken into a foster home that also took her to a Vet right away to see how badly injured she might be. Turns out she had a broken
right elbow and leg. She has undergone surgery, is now recovering, and the kind foster home needs help paying for her treatment. She has paid $1856 so
far and since she used her "plastic" to pay the charges any donations folks might want to make need to go to Vicki in Eugene, OR. The updates
received so far follow and will continue to be posted as received.
Update 10-2-01 8:37 PM: Liberty, or Libbie, is now safe with a rescue person in Eugene, OR that will get her the needed Vet care.
She has a badly broken right front leg that will require surgery to fix but the actual cost is not yet known. So far the estimates are far more than this good Samaritan will be able to
handle so donations will be welcome once the Vet that will do the surgery is known, what the surgery entails and what amount will be needed. ***
Update: 10-3-01 1:51 PM I've just spoken with Dr. Gibson and this is what is known right now. Libbie
has fleas. I told Dr. Gibson to give her her distemper and parvo shot and go
ahead with Advantage. Not what I would do, but because of her condition, I
can't bath her. She does have at least one fracture on her elbow. That is
from a lateral x-ray; Dr. Gibson will take the frontal x-ray in a bit and
see if shows additional fracturing. Prognosis: surgery required to repair
the damage. I'm not certain of the cost - ~ $1200 - $1500 dollars. Dr.
Boggs, who returns later this week, may be comfortable doing the surgery. If
not, Libbie is off to the orthopedic specialist.
So, it looks like she'll be here a while. I'll let you know more when I pick
Libbie up from the vet later today.
Wish us luck,
Vicki****
Update: 10-3-01 7:30PM
Earlier today I sent the following e-mail to Dog-Rescue. I haven't seen it
yet, so I don't know if it made it to the group. If you did receive it,
scroll past it for the most recent news.
"I have Libbie, the Rottie pup - with a tail - who was in need of immediate
rescue. She started with no name at all - can you imagine? Donna Allen
suggested Liberty, or Libbie, for short and Libbie responds to it.
She came to rescue because Laurie in Cottage Grove "befriended" her owner.
Libbie's owner needed to "get rid" of Libbie because she was injured and he
couldn't afford the vet bills. He says she fell off the porch. Anyway, he
delivered her to me around 5:00 last night. And, her injury is serious. She
has at least one fractured bone in her right front elbow. Further x-rays
will determine if there is more than one. She has never been vetted and
received a parvo and distemper shot and a dose of Advantage today.
Surgery is in her future. At this point, I don't know if one of my regular
Vets will perform it, or if Libbie will be referred to an orthopedic
surgeon. There's no question that surgery is required and I'll have it done.
But, I will need assistance at some point. Donna Allen has offered to post
the info and perhaps we will be able to have some donations toward Libbie's
surgery. I may receive a discount on her vet bills because it is rescue, but
I know of no vet in Eugene who donates his or her services to rescue. There
may be one, but Libbie couldn't wait for me to find one.
Libbie is very sweet and adorable. She can't give enough kisses and must
stay very close (read that to mean, right on top of my feet). She's unhappy
in a crate (although the ones I'm using for her are Great Dane sized); but
crate rest is what the vet says she needs. Extremely affectionate, she is
quite gentle in asking for love. She even has remnants of puppy breath!
Someone will be very fortunate to have her in his/her life when Libbie is
ready to go to rescue or her forever home. There are already some inquiries.
vI will keep you posted on Libbie's progress. She will stay with me until
she's deemed fit for travel. Anyway, it's rather nice having a Rottie in my
home again. For those of you who worked to get Libbie rescued, on her behalf
I thank you. She's worth the effort, I can tell you that. Wish us luck..."
***
6:30 PM
Libbie is now home from the vet and we have an appointment tomorrow morning
with Dr. Valentine (how appropriate), an orthopedic surgeon here in Eugene.
Libbie has a severe, but clean fracture of the upper arm bone. The ulna is
pushed up and to the side of it a bit, hence, the significant increase in
size of her elbow. Dr. Gibson, who treated Libbie today, is not sure of
Libbie's future prognosis. She believes the surgery will fix the problem,
but the break is close to the growth plates and may affect future growth and
possibly cause arthritis later on. Dr. Gibson does not believe that a fall
off a porch could have caused such a significant break and believes, like
some of us already do, that it is the result of being hit or kicked - hard.
She also does not want Libbie traveling until the surgery has been done.
Complete crate rest for now.
Libbie was also wormed and given a DHPP shot and some Advantage, because she's
got fleas - or had them. She has a 5 day supply of Rimadyl, which I may or
may not give her. Rimadyl is something I will not give my dogs, so I'm
looking for an alternative.
Total cost today: $288, no rescue discount. I'll keep you posted on Libbie's
progress and the vet costs, as well. At some point, I'm going to need
assistance and perhaps some of you can direct me where that may be found.
Anyway, that's the latest on Miss Libbie. She's resting under my chair as I
type. Oh - everyone at the clinic fell in love with Libbie today. She's a
real heart-melter.
Vicki***
Update: 10-4-01 9:53 PM
Libbie and I arrived at the Veterinary Referral Clinic a little before 8:00
this morning. Dr. Valentine conducted a thorough exam of Libbie's body and,
of course, her right leg. Since she didn't have yesterday's x-rays (but did
have the report from Dr. Gibson), her summary was that Libbie's fracture
wasn't new. It had started healing which makes surgery a little more
difficult. She agreed surgery was needed immediately, but wanted to see the
x-rays. Off I went to get them.
A few hours later, Dr. Valentine called and said the x-rays confirmed her
thoughts. In addition, the elbow *was* also broken. She said she felt we
needed to go ahead and once again told me that given the severity of the
fracture AND that it had begun healing, the end result could be a deformity
and eventually, arthritis; however, the break was reparable. Of course, I
agreed, and Libbie was fit into Dr. Valentine's schedule this afternoon.
Surgery took longer than Dr. Valentine expected. When she called me at 7:00
this evening, she could hear the anxiety in my voice and the first thing she
told me was, "Libbie's fine." The surgery was rough; the break was as bad as
Dr. Valentine had thought it was. The repair was not perfect - and Dr.
Valentine always wants perfect :-) However, given what she had to work with,
she is very pleased. Libbie's joint will be fully functional, eventually.
Indeed, her leg may be somewhat deformed and arthritis is certainly a
possibility. Libbie came out of anaesthesia quite well; but was groggy with
pain medications. Dr. Valentine says she will be one sore little puppy for
the next few days.
Libbie is spending the night at the clinic. Dr. Valentine will call me in the
morning and we'll set up a time for me to pick up Libbie. Dr. Valentine,
too, thinks Libbie is one sweet puppy and said, "it's a shame something like
this happened to such a sweet little girl." My sentiments exactly. But my
sentiments are much stronger and deeper.
Not certain what the final cost will be. I will share that, too, when I
write to you tomorrow night with more information. However, Libbie is
grounded for at least 4 weeks, and possibly more. I can tell you all this,
it is going to be very, very difficult to part with Lovely Libbie when it's
time to send her on. I hadn't bargained for the enormity of this, but I
would do it again in a heartbeat. As I've said before, whoever is lucky
enough to have this little girl become part of their family, will be blessed
indeed.
Until tomorrow, Vicki ***
Update: 10-5-01 11:25 PM
If Libbie was a pro bowler, she'd be well on her way to a perfect game. She
is throwing strikes everywhere she goes. Everyone at the surgery clinic fell
in love with Libbie; even Dr. Valentine.All were impressed with how sweet
and stoic she is. I'm not a bit surprised; she really does touch people's
hearts.
Although Dr. Valentine said the repair is not perfect, it's quite good. The
before and after x-rays really show the difference Two pins are holding her
humerus and radius together and the primary one is below her growth plate -
good news. Her range of motion is quite good, but her leg may never be able
to be completely straightened out; and, of course, there's the potential
arthritis/joint problem. But, I believe with good supplementation, that will
be helped considerably.
Now, the long healing process begins. Libbie is on antibiotics and pain
medication for a while.She has not touched her sutures even once yet, so if
that continues, no need for a collar. Complete crate rest; out only 4 or so
times per day to do her duties. That, in itself should be interesting. As
you probably guessed, Libbie is not housebroken. Since she's been here, our
little forays outside to go potty have been successful twice. She prefers
the tile floor in my kitchen. But, we'll work on that, too. Oh, did I
mention the chewing?
Anyway, we're on the road to recovery. I'll keep in touch as time goes on. I
need to start seriously investigating sources of financial aid and donations
for her medical care so far. Her surgery cost $1568, so her medical expenses
to-date are $1856. Much more than I bargained for or can afford. Someone
suggested giving the address of the clinic where donations could be made; a
few have offered some financial assistance; others have sent me web sites
and have offered to post Libbie's information on their sites. To all of
you, I say thank you. Right now, I'm pretty tired and need a couple of days
to get my thoughts together so I can do a good job of investigation - and
replying to some of you. One nice thing, Dr. Valentine is noting on Libbie's
chart that things are paid in full; I won't be charged for any of the
follow-up visits.She thinks I've done something incredible. I told her there
was no choice; I couldn't have done things any differently - and that things
would work out somehow. They will.
Good night, Libbie's friends. It's been a pleasure making your acquaintances.
I'll be in touch.
Vicki ***
Update: 10-13-01 11:32AM Yesterday marked week 1 of Libbie's R & R. It's been an interesting week,
too. By and large, Libbie is a great patient, but she is also a puppy. And
now she wants to play. She's quick and more than once, surprised me. A
couple of days ago, I put her in one of her crates, shut it and left the
room. A few minutes later, I hear the pitter-patter of doggie feet. No
problem, Q, C and D follow me a lot. However, the next thing I feel is a
squeaky ball nudged up against my calf. That's unusual. I turn around and
there's Libbie - smiling with this ball in her mouth. Very proud of herself,
too. My heart did flip-flops, but she didn't seem to be the worse for it.
Back to the crate; diligently closed and locked.
I'm getting better at keeping her close to me when she's on leash to do her
potty duty. I've discovered I really need to get up 1/2 earlier than usual.
Our morning constitutionals consist of quickly going pee, deciding it really
is a good time to play, nibble on the leash and get plenty of belly
skritches before EVEN thinking about pooping. I come home from work at noon
each day for a pee-call and a few minutes of play before going back. Her
elimination schedule seems to be 3 pees and 2 poops per day (just the kind
of info you're really wanting to know, huh?). And, since she's been home
from surgery, she's only had one "accident." Pretty darn good for a puppy
that's not housebroken. She's also learning "no bite," "leave it," and
"give." She's really very bright and learns quickly - what she wants to,
that is.
I'm having some technical difficulties determining just how much to feed
Miss Libbie. It's been 15 years since I had a Rottie puppy and so I'm just
eye balling things. She's still a bit thin, but she's growing. Her coat is
getting softer, almost all her dandruff is gone and the new fur growing in
is quite shiny - a good sign. She is growing, but I can't tell how much
weight she's gained. Her fleas have all but disappeared, but my three have
suffered those consequences. However, that, too, is clearing up. And, not
once has she "bothered" her incision site. That has really surprised me.
I haven't yet been able to connect with Dr. Valentine's accountant. The
clinic is willing to accept donations for Libbie's bill, but we still need
to work out the details. I will let you know when we do. I will be setting
up a PayPals account because I've been asked to do that. I have submitted an
application to the United Animals Nation for possible donations, but given
our September 11th attack, UAN may be overwhelmed with that. Another
wonderful person I met through a local animal welfare network is looking
into the possibility of a donation from the foundation where she works and
gave me another site to submit an application. And yesterday, I set up a
"Libbie's Fund" savings account at my credit union because I received our
first donation. One of "Libbie's Friends" sent a check to help with Libbie's
expenses. When I saw the check, tears came to my eyes; her generosity really
overwhelmed me. Thank you, Dara.
We've had some other donations as well. Not only did a coworker of mine
loan me her rottie's wire crate, but the owner of one our local pet supply
stores loaned me one of her Pharaoh Hound's wire crates; my corgi-sized crate
is just too small for Libbie. Another former coworker is buying Libbie some
Canidae and yet another coworker is providing some extra treats.
Wednesday, we go in to have Libbie's staples removed. Her incision is
healing quite well. On Halloween we have her 4 week check up and have more
x-rays taken. That will tell the story about Libbie's healing. Once I see
them, I think I may be able to relax a bit. I'm so nervous that during this
crucial time of initial mending, something will go wrong because I wasn't
diligent enough. I *know* I'm giving Libbie the best possible care, but
every now and then that thought creeps into my mind.
Anyway, dear Libbie's friends, that has been our week. I will continue to
post our progress as time goes on. When all is said and done, "Pay it
Forward" will be a big thing in my life. I've always believed in, and
practiced, passing on all the good Karma I receive. Well, Libbie has
provided me just such another opportunity - because of you and the new
friends that are coming into my life because of this wonderful Rottweiler
puppy who started out with no name.
Finally, since we don't know exactly when Libbie was born, I've decided that
July 4th would be a perfect date for it. Seems appropriate.
Vicki ***
Update: 10-17-01 9:26PM As week two draws to a close, we have good news to share. Libbie's staples
were removed this morning and her incision is perfectly healed! I had
thought Libbie might have re-injured herself (more about that in a bit), but
Dr. Valentine said she is healing just fine. Her elbow is a bit larger than
the other one, but that's to be expected.
Why did I think Libbie re-injured herself? Well, after that first escape
from one of her crates, she made a second Great Escape. I turned around to
find a smiling Miss Libbie, ever so proud of herself leaping and bounding
her way to me. That problem is resolved; the crate now has a lock on it.
Sunday night Libbie became a wild woman in the largest of her crates (the
Great Dane size). She was whirling and twirling one toy after another and
then pouncing on it to make sure it was dead. If it didn't look dead enough,
more whirling and twirling. I honestly had to watch her for a minute to see
what exactly she was doing; then I reacted - growled at her to stop and took
away all but one of her toys. When all was said and done, I was really
worried because the following day she had a horrible limp and I could tell
she was sore. Poor thing.
Last night I lost an earring to quick Miss Libbie. I couldn't find it after
it ripped out of my ear, so I'm presuming it went down her little gullet.
Now I'm really doing vigilant poop patrol. It's been a long, long time since
I investigated puppy poop for missing items. Not something I thought I'd
ever be doing again. Ah, well.
Libbie is turning out to be quite a headstrong little Rottie. She wants
things her way and figures out ways to "make it so." Our "no bite" episodes
are turning into, "Okay, you don't want me to bite you here, so I'll bit you
there." My nose and jaw have become popular targets as I carry her outside
to do her duty. I need to find some new tricks.
Folks have asked me how people can make donations to Libbie's medical
expenses. I finally got things worked out today. So, if you are interested
in contributing, or if you have forwarded Libbie's story to others, here's
how it can be done:
1. Mail a check for "Libbie's Fund" to me. I set up a special savings
account for Libbie's donations.
Vicki Bockes
3542 Oxbow Way
Eugene, Oregon 97401
2. Make a donation through PayPal. I set up an account with my e-mail
address:
vbockes@attbi.com
3. The surgeon's clinic is willing to accept donations for Libbie for those
folks who prefer to send donations to a "place" rather than a "person."
Checks can be payable to Oregon Veterinary Referral Associates (ORVA) and
mailed to:
Judith Stilen
Oregon Veterinary Referral Associates
444 B Street
Springfield, Oregon 97477
Indicate "Libbie's Fund" on the check
Toys or treats, or ?? could be sent to my address.
Well, that's about all for now. I've said it before, and I'll say it again,
thank you for your concern about this little girl. She really is going to
make someone(s) very happy when she lands in their life (lives).
Take care, Libbie's friends and good night to you. I'll post when we have
more news.
Vicki ***
Update: 10-27-01 8:55 PM Good evening, dear Libbie's friends. This has been a week of ups and downs.
Libbie is healing well and I will be much relieved to get the results of her
x-rays and instructions for phase 2 of recuperation next Wednesday. She's
been full of her self these past many days, which must mean she's feeling
much better!
As you know, Libbie was not housebroken when she came to stay with me.
Things have progressed pretty well, but we've had a couple of days that had
me visiting the laundry room three and four times a day. No poop, just pee.
I found myself getting angry at times, but then, remembered, she's just a
pup and she, too, has her "off" days. But it was a tiring, difficult week in
general and sometimes it seemed like just a little too much, a little more
than I could do or wanted to do. And she was a wild woman and she wanted to
bite and she didn't pay attention and, and, and....she was a Rottweiler
puppy.
But, the honeymoon's not over. Libbie really is a wonderful puppy. She
responds extraordinarily well to treats with praise for doing something I
ask (duh!). And she's smart. Being a puppy, she loves to chew. Her leash
(Dancer's actually) is one of her favorite chew toys - as are my clothes,
with me in them). We've been working on "no chew." As soon as I say "no
chew," she stops almost immediately, waiting for that treat and a
well-deserved rub and skritch. She has, however, taken it to the next step.
She now will grab the leash in her mouth, pull away from me, backing up
watching me. When I look at her, she drops the leash, sits, and waits for
the treat. One smart puppy, I'll tell you. I have to laugh. It did not take
her long to figure that one out. And, she "sits" at the drop of a hat.
Today, Libbie had her first venture out of the house that did not end up at
the vet's. I took her to All-American Pet Supply. The owner is one who
loaned me a crate for Libbie and I told Bobbie I'd bring in Libbie sometime
so she could meet her. It would also give me a better idea of Libbie's
temperament. How would she react to a strange place? What about the people?
The other animals? Me? Oh, my! What a little lady she was. Tugging a bit to
meet people, she would sit right next to them and gently rise to meet them
as they came down to pet her. She gave ever-so-gentle kisses and not once
bit anyone's nose. We were there about an hour test driving toys and other
such things. She went to one of the "goodie" bins and admired a foot-long
BIG bone.She decided she really should have it and after a few attempts, got
it out, took it to a spot, laid down an merrily started chomping on it.
Happy as a clam. We did have a few words when it was time to leave and I
wanted the bone. This was the first time Libbie actually growled menacingly
at me; however, it only took two times - once in the store and once in her
crate in the car until that behavior stopped. I didn't hit or slap her; I
simply grabbed the scruff of her neck and said in a very deep voice, "No, I
really don't think so." Then we practiced "give" and give back. We are now
okay, but will continue practicing with that bone. It will be a good one to
work with. She loves that bone and has been sleeping with her leg over it.
Another thing I discovered this past week: Libbie has a pretty big voice for
a little girl when she wants to say something important. She about scared
the bejeepers out of me the other afternoon. My mom and brother came to
Eugene for a short visit to pick up some things. A neighbor stopped by and
Libbie heard him walking (before she saw him) and let out a couple of BIG
barks. It almost knocked me over, I was so surprised. I still don't know
where she hides those big ones. She really doesn't have any extra space.
As I said earlier, Libbie appears to be healing well. She walks with a very
decided limp, but since she does not get a lot of opportunity to use it, I
can understand that. However, she is using her leg to walk and to scratch at
things and to wrap around my arm when she thinks it's time to play and I
think it's collar time. Her coat is no longer dull, lifeless and harsh. It's
becoming soft and if finally developing a sheen. Her dandruff is almost gone
and she has life and a shine in those beautiful brown eyes. And, she's got a
swing in that tail. She's flourishing and that is really nice to see.
Well, dear friends, that's about it for now. I will let you know what we
find out after our visit with Dr. Valentine next Wednesday. Until then, take
care. ***
Update: 11-01-01 10:57 PM Wednesday began the twilight time for Libbie and me. You see, we went to see
Dr. Valentine for Libbie's 4 week check-up and x-rays. The news was
bittersweet: bitter because Libbie's break has healed better than Dr. V
expected and now it's time to help find Lovely Libbie a home of her own:
sweet because Libbie's break has healed better than Dr. V expected and now
it's time to find Lovely Libbie a home of her own. Just as Fall tiptoed in
and orchestrated her wondrous song of change, so things will be changing
with us - a natural order of things to be, written the day we met.
We are now in a two-week "strengthen the leg" mode. Libbie has a very
decided limp and her right leg is smaller than her left - to be expected
since she hasn't used it much since it was broken. The limp should improve
significantly with more use of her leg - we will be walking (those of you
who know me know that this is the ultimate sacrifice for me. I HATE
walking). And, Libbie's range of motion is greater than Dr. V thought it was
going to be - how about that? However, even with the limited use she's had,
it has gotten stronger and she uses it a lot. Right now, sniffing the
ground, finding something only she finds irresistible and madly digging for
it is ever so much fun. "Wait! Wait! I don't think I got it the first time!
I think I need to dig some more! Oh, wait some more! I think I smelled
something over here! No, I think it was over there!"
Finding Libbie a home is where I'm going to need some help. I'm thinking I
need to hook-up with some rescue group(s) and allow it (them) to work on
placing Libbie. I'll foster her, but for both of us, finding her forever
home needs to be sooner than later. We are quite attached to each other.
And, placing rescues is something I don't usually do. I am primarily a
transporter and a foster-mom of short duration; sort of a pit stop for those
fortunate pups who are on their way to foster/rescue or best of all, a
forever home. I am inexperienced in adoptions and while most dogs require
much diligence and care in placing them, by virtue of the breed she is,
greater care and diligence is needed.
Any suggestions? Oh, and Libbie absolutely must be spayed before she goes to
her new home. Should I have it done? Will rescue do it? Questions,
questions, questions. Who has answers?
Well, dear Libbie's Friends, this missive is just about over. It brings
sorrow to my heart and tears to my eyes to think of Libbie leaving us, but
it is a promise I made to her that I intend to keep. So, any help you have
to offer will be most appreciated by us.
Take care, Vicki***
Update: 11-12-01 7:04 PM The last week and few days have been interesting ones at the household. Last
Friday I had a cortisone injection in my neck - something that absolutely
terrified me. So, I asked my mom to come to stay for a couple of days. No
matter how old I am, some occasions just call for mom. She was here four
days and the crew, including Libbie, absolutely loves Gramma! Once mom left,
I became the recipient of a gift she left behind. Mom is an early riser -
5:00 am is late for her. So she'd get up at 4:30 or 5:00 and take Libbie and
one or two of the others with her. Mom left Sunday. Rising at 5:00 am did
not. Libbie now thinks we must get up every day at 5:00 so we can go potty.
And if we don't get up, she goes potty anyway. I thanked my mom and decided
that I may as well put this extra hour to good use. I'm going to use the
time to take Libbie for her walks. I have not been good at that, so there's
now good light-filled time to do it. All I have to do now is get to bed
earlier.............sigh.................
We've had our ups and downs this week. Libbie is not consistent with her
need to pee/poop. Again, we had several days of lots of laundry. The past 4
days have been better, so we'll see. I really can understand why it's taking
her longer. The first half of her life she lived outdoors, taking care of
business whenever and wherever she felt the need. With me these past six
weeks, she's spent most of her time in crates. Except on weekends, I'm not
home all day; I do come home at noon, but that leaves a lot of hours in
between. She is holding things longer, but not consistently. I just think
now that Libbie will take longer to housebreak since she's had a later
start.
Libbie's adult teeth are coming in. At the beginning of last week she looked
like the proverbial 1st grader - missing her two front teeth. It was really
cute, but as you all know, those adult teeth are much stronger. We had
another possession aggression episode on Saturday. Quest left a half-eaten
apple in the flower bed; Libbie got it - just large enough to hold in her
mouth, but too big to do anything with. I tried to take it from her - she
went ballistic and tried to bite me more than once. It startled me so much I
was a little late on the uptake. However, I did get the apple and then doled
it out to her small bite by small bite. This is the 2nd time we've had that
problem. Because it has been so spaced apart, I wasn't prepared, but now,
during the weekends - when we can work on it outside with some light -
Libbie and I are going to work on replacements for her possessions. Oddly
enough, this has not occurred with any of her beloved toys (not even
Stretch, her dachsie pull toy, that she loves to obsession. He's currently
missing an ear on which I will soon be performing surgery) - only the bone
and the apple.
This past week has been really wonderful for several reasons. We received
three very generous donations to Libbie's fund - three more guardian angels
are in the fold. She has initiated a lot of play with my other three, but
only Dancer is willing to play with her. I was very nervous at first because
Dancer has bitten Libbie once and I wasn't sure how things would turn out.
But DanDan, the playing man, just couldn't resist all Libbie's overtures.
Although I can see the questions in his eyes quite often-----just HOW did
you get to be bigger than me?!?!?!? Libbie can now stand over my three; when
she arrived, she wasn't all that much taller than them. And those legs! My
aren't they long?.....they are twice the length of my three corgis legs!
Today, I finally unleashed Libbie for a little while to play with Dancer. I
thought I was going to have a heart attack. Run, run, run. STOP! TUMBLE!
Jump onto each other (they remind me of kangaroos boxing) Up onto the
deck..............oops, it's a bit slippery there....Whee!!!sliding along
with all fours splayed out. I couldn't take it any longer. I called Libbie
and put her collar and leash back on and into the house we went.
Because Libbie and DanDan play boxing kangaroo so much, I thought I should
get her a collar - sometimes she needs help balancing and she ends up on her
tippy-toes by her collar. So, I took her with me on Saturday to find a
harness. The first place we stopped was out of any that fit her. Rich
suggested not using a harness, but a pinch collar instead. I passed on that
because right now I think Libbie is too young and too small to be using a
pinch. I have no problems using a pinch collar because I do know how to use
one, but now is not the time. Anyway, once again Libbie charmed the
customers with her sweetness and gentle demeanor....very well-mannered girl.
Because I was a woman with a mission, we went on our way. To PetSmart this
time. I figured this would be quite the challenge for Miss Libbie. Other
than a few well-placed BIG barks at some of the dogs, you'd have thought Lib
had been going to PetSmart for years. She sat when folks came by to pet her
and ooh and ahh over her, she laid down and waited for me to try to figure
out how to adust those adjustable harnesses, and didn't try to wiggle away
when it was obvious I didn't know what I was doing. But the best part was
watching her with the children who wanted to pet the pretty puppy. Libbie
was full of kisses, only gently tried to put her paws on their shoulders,
then laid down and turned up her tummy for skritches. She was in 7th heaven.
And it had been a long day for her. Earlier that morning a friend of mine
came over and took her for a walk around the block and it was a bit more
than Lib was ready for. Her leg was really sore and her limp was very
pronounced. Although I waited several hours before taking her with me, I
knew she was tired. But she had so much fun; it was great to watch.
How is finding Libbie her forever home going, you ask? Well, Donna Allen (on
whose website Libbie's page exists), guardian angel extraordinaire has
offered to get in touch with a rescue rott person she knows in Montana. I've
checked into various rott rescue organizations, but since I am not a
shelter, the best I might hope for is placing Libbie on one of the web
sites - which I may do. As I've told you all before, adoption is not my
forte'. And I'd prefer to not be the adopter; however, I can learn that,
too. But it is Libbie's welfare at stake here and this is not the time or
place for a neophyte. Or maybe it is. One of Libbie's Friends is interested
in adopting Libbie and she and I have begun some conversations about it.
Remember, I'm new at this and I'm also very attached to Lovely Libbie. I've
asked for some help (thanks, Donna) and the conversations will continue. One
of the difficulties for me is the distance involved - we couldn't be any
further apart if we'd tried.
I was telling my mom about what seemed to be a good offer for Libbie and she
reminded me of something I'd almost forgotten. Four years ago, she lost her
beloved shih tzu, Odie. When she decided she needed another companion, I
began searching the internet and contacting people who knew people, etc. I
happened upon a breeder/rescuer who was reluctantly needing to find a home
for one of her guys. He was getting lost in the shuffle and needed his own
human to love and be loved by. Syd's story was posted to a Shih-Tzu list
that one of my best friends is on. Well, the wheels began turning and
because I had some good references from some folks I had helped and at least
one member of the list who could vouch for me and my mom, Sydney flew from
North Carolina to Oregon into the waiting arms of my mom. It was a match
made in heaven. Of course, Syd now thinks he's a corgi! :-) Anyway, mom
reminded me of what I had done and how sometimes you just need to trust
things when they start to feel right. She also reminded me that distance
really isn't the issue, what kind of home Libbie will have is the issue. I
reminded her Libbie was a special needs dog, that her right leg wasn't even
close to matching her left and I wondered how long it will take and will it
ever be strong enough and what if she breaks it again? What will happen
then? She looked at me and said, "Yes, but the right home will help her grow
and develop and make sure she's cared for. Don't lose sight of that." Pretty
bright woman, my mom. It's amazing how much SHE'S grown and developed the
older I get!
Well, dear Libbie's friends, that's what's been happening at our house. Send
healing vibes our way next week. Lovely Libbie is getting speutered on
Tuesday. For this tough little cookie it will be a piece of cake; for me, it
will be nerve-wracking. I will keep you posted.
Take care, Vicki***
Update: 11-28-01 9:28 PM Has it really been over two weeks since I posted? Time has passed in a blur,
but things have been happening. On Tuesday, the 20th, Libbie was spayed.
Once again, all who met her were ever so impressed at what a sweet dog she
is. Dr. Jon (Duncan) wrote a note on her discharge papers, "Libbie is one
very (underlined three times) nice pup." I brought her wobbly little butt
home around 4:00 and she slept virtually until 4:00 the next morning - a few
bites to eat, a little water to drink - was all she asked. Wednesday, Libber
was back to normal. Keep her subdued for 7 days, HA! What a joke. She
wrinkled her sutures a bit, so she may have an interesting scar, but since
they are absorbable, we didn't need to make a trip back to Dr. Jon's.
What could have been an emotional disaster on Thanksgiving turned out not to
be. My 17 year old (age is important here) decided she didn't want to come
to my house for Thanksgiving. And it almost looked as if she weren't.
However, a few well-spoken words from me to my brother convinced my niece it
was not negotiable - and she came. It was a good thing, too. She and Libbie
hit it off immediately and Julia spent much of the day with Libbie. They
both enjoyed each other very much. Julia had to say good-bye to Libbie
several times on Friday when she and my brother left for home. Libbie kept
looking for Jewels whenever a door opened..................
I had a lot to be thankful for this year: my family; my friends; those who
have entered my life and enriched it beyond compare; and dreams of those yet
to come. All of you and Libbie are very much part of my giving thanks -
always there no matter how near or far. Thank you all for being part of our
lives.
A couple of things are still in the works. I should find out the first week
in December whether or not Libbie and I qualify for a grant from a
foundation here in Eugene. That, too, would be something for which to be
thankful (and is part of my prayers at night). And, I am working diligently
with a potential adopter, one of Libbie's Friends. Only a few things left to
be worked out - a telephone call or two need to be completed in the next day
or so. I fully suspect those to be positive; which will only leave
transportation, not a small feat. However, if this adoption is meant to be,
transportation will work out. Something else for which I am truly thankful
and grateful. When things are a bit closer to being finalized, and with her
permission, I will tell you of this wonderful woman who wants Libbie to join
her pack.
Life with Libbie continues on and with each day that passes, it becomes
harder and harder to realize, truly realize, Libbie and I are in our
twilight time together. She is an incredible animal - and when she leaves, a
big hole will be left in my heart where Libbie has resoundingly leaped in,
curled up, and settled right in.
Well, that's it for now, dear Libbie's Friends. I will post more as things
progress. Take care. I hope you and yours had a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Update: 1-6-02 2:18 PM Well, dear friends, it's been awhile since I sent my last post, which means not much has been happening.
As I briefly told you last time, Libbie's potential new home didn't work out. Initially, I was much disappointed because Libbie really needs her own home,
but I was so very grateful for the home check that determined Libbie would be with us a bit longer. Lovely Libbie truly travels under the veil of her guardian angels,
who keep dropping like manna from heaven when she needs them most. Her most recent angel, Denise, appeared when she was looking for a different breed for someone and
she happened to find Libbie's page. This was at a point that I was VERY close to making arrangements to send Libbie to her new home - without a home check (I could not
find ONE person who could arrange it) and although it troubled me that there wasn't one, everything on the surface to be ideal. (Lesson #1 for a neophyte rescuer - NEVER,
NEVER, NEVER let a rescue go to a home without a home check.)
Well, it so happened that Denise lives two hours away from Libbie's potential adopter and although she was not feeling well, she offered to do the home check herself. And, she was
emmenently qualified to do so - co-founder of Northeast Rottweiler Rescue, Denise has done many home checks for potential rottweiler adopters. After a long trip, Denise called me because
she felt it would be best to talk with me, rather than send an e-mail. I called her back and we spoke for almost an hour. To make a long story short, Denise told me that although she realized
it was my decision on where I placed Libbie, she could not - and would not- recommend the home. I learned a lot during our talk and I'm eternally grateful for Denise for her time, expertise, and
concern for a pup she's never met. I took her advice and Libbie's still here.
My mom wanted to celebate Christmas at her home this year - not the best time for me. FOUR dogs to transport? Holy smokes. However, mom's terrific vet had space for three of my puppers, so off we went.
I rented a mini-van (kind of nice since I'm interested in getting one, anyway) and away we went. We almost didn't make it on time, because en-route, mom told me the vet closed at noon on Christmas Eve. Well,
that put a little fire under my butt and we sped away (literally). Quest, Dancer and Libbier were delivered just moments before closing. The vet tech thought she had a potential home for Libbie; one of their
clients recently lost his rottie and he was looking. Unfortunately, when she called, he told her he wanted a male with a cropped tail. That left Libbie out on both counts. However, the entire staff fell in love
with Libbie (as is her usual custom) and they are keeping their eyes and ears open. "Awesome" is the word they all used to describe Libber. (They also had great things to say about DanDan and Quester, too) I'd
half expected to get a call from them sometime during their stay to tell me to come get one or all, because they were incorrigible. But, they all "done me proud."
We took a break over the holidays from trying to find Libbie a home. However, last week, I began working on campaining Libber again. I developed a flyer to post in various vet clinics and a couple of pet supply
stores I'm comfortable with. I contacted (finally) some rottweiler rescue folks and web sites who are featuring Libbie on their sites and forwarding her story and web page on to other places. I'll also be posting her on
PetFinder and most likely running an ad in our local newspaper. And, if you haven't seen Libbie's page lately, please visit it. There is a very recent photo of Liberty that is really nice.
Finally, we have had a huge break in Libbie's housetraining. She regressed during her stay at the vet and once again, I was doing at least a couple of loads of laundry a day.Last week she also developed a pretty significant
case of diahrrea (no, I don't mean that was pretty!) and that didn't help. However, in the last two days, Libbie has not peed in the house or in her crate at all. That is TERRIFIC progress. Butt - yeah, butt - she still doesn't
have pooing outside in her repertoire. Two house poops in two days - better, but not great. I have to watch her much more closely, because it's really my fault, not hers.
Anyway, dear Libbie's friends, that's what's been happening with us. Libbie is still with us and she needs her own home. Don't forget Libber when you hear of someone looking for that most special companion they are looking
for - she will be it for some special person/household. Oh! I almost forgot something really neat - Libbie's right front leg is getting larger and it is not quite as easy to see that it is different. She still has a limp and her
right front paw turns out a bit, but this is fantastic news! We were not sure this would ever happen and if it did, how much improvement was unknown. YIPPEE!!
Okey doke, that's it for now, dear friends. We all wish every one of you and yours a most healthy, happy, joy-filled 2002.
FINAL Update: 1-24-02 10:12 PM Dear Libbie's Friends,
All of you have been walking along side of Libbie and I as we have traveled down our path together. Some of you have flown above and beside us, moving heaven and earth, guarding and directing us when we weren't sure which turns to make. You've laughed with us, cried with us, coaxed us on when times got tough and cheered with every victory, no matter how small. We wouldn't be where we are today, without you - Libbie's Guardian Angels. Some of you have been with us from day one, October 3rd, 2001; one of you named her; others have joined us along the way. No matter when or where you joined us, our passage would not have been the same without you, sharing our journey. This past week, two more guardian angels joined us. I'd like to tell you a little about them.
Pam and Randy are two very special people who live in Oregon with three wonderful companions; Casey, a 14.5 year old beagle, Grendel, a 9.5 year old rottweiler, and Darwin, the cat. They, too, have had many journeys with their beloved companions and many memories to hold close in their hearts. Sadly, however, Casey and Grendel's travels will take them away from Pam and Randy sooner than they hoped. Both have cancer, you see. But, they're doing well, for now. Pam and Randy thought it would be good to bring another companion into their lives; not to replace Casey and Grendel, but to meet them, to be part of their lives, to love and be loved by them, and to help Pam and Randy when Casey and Grendel decide it's time to take the path to the Rainbow Bridge.
Over a week ago, Randy and Pam discovered Libbie's story and her web page. After serious and thoughtful discussion, they wrote to me, inquiring about Libbie. We talked. and last Monday, Libbie and I went to meet and visit with them. Here is a snippet of my thoughts after our visit:
"Libbie and I visited Randy and Pam on Monday.What wonderful, compassionate, caring, nice folks they are. Their dogs and cat are truly, in every sense, an important part of their family and a priority. Both Libbie and I were very comfortable with them. Libbie so much so that she pooped in their kitchen . But it was all taken in stride. Cleaned up and on about business. And something happened which I found remarkable. Pam and Randy's house has stairs, something Libbie has never encountered. We wanted to see what Libbie would make of them and if she would attempt to climb them. I let Randy try. Libbie trusted him enough to go up the stairs with him (encouraged, of course, with the treats that lay ahead) AND go down the stairs with him. It was touching to watch Randy literally every step of the way, talking with Libber and protecting her from falling; sitting with her when she wasn't quite ready to continue on. After the first "up" episode, she followed Randy again up the stairs, slowly for sure, but ready, willing, and able. Going down was much more trepidatious, but with Randy by her side, down she went.
Anyway, after our visit, unless their references reveal something horrible about them, the ball is in their court and I told them that. The decision is theirs. I am convinced in my mind, my heart, and my gut, that Pam and Randy could, and would, provide Libbie her perfect, forever home."
And, as it turns out, that is exactly what is happening. Dr. Valentine confirmed what I hoped she would. The activities that Pam and Randy enjoy so much are exactly what the doctor ordered for Libbie. She even told Randy that they would be lucky to adopt Libbie. However, that goes both ways. This weekend, Libbie and I will be taking our final excursion together. She will be joining Pam, Randy, Casey, Grendel, and Darwin the cat as part of their family. Oddly enough, rather than creating a huge hairball of distress for me, I am profoundly at peace. I have kept my promise to Lovely Libbie - to find her her own, perfect, forever home. We have all played a part in getting Libbie off to the best start in life she could have. Pam, Randy, and Libbie will now begin the new chapters of Libbie's story. And how does the saying go? "Come take that walk with me. The best is yet to be. For Libbie, I know this to be true.
On Saturday, Libbie and I will take our final journey together. Our first visit to Pam and Randy's was just that, a visit. This time, only one visitor will be leaving. The other will have found her forever home.
Thank you all,
Libbie and Me ********************* THE END of her Rescue Life and a New Beginning for Liberty
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Liberty was born around the 20th of June, give or take a week, and is now spayed, shots current and healed enough to find a home of her own. She is good with other dogs, playful, loving, goofy, opinionated and a total
puppy. She is a special needs girl right now and may, or may not, have trouble with her right front leg for the rest of her life. 
These pictures are from 10-07 after her surgery and in the lap of Dr. Valentine, 10-11-01 at "home" and 10-21 as she is healing.