Showing posts with label yorkie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label yorkie. Show all posts

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Miley's Vet Visit


Miles had a visit to the vet this week and an update on his shots. This is something I always dread. It is almost like when I took my kids in for shots when they were babies. I think it is harder on the parent than the one receiving the shots.
I am a firm believer in preventative care. Miles is on the monthly Heartguard and he looks forward to that little chew so much. It is like he knows when it is the first of the month. When he sees me open the little drawer I keep them in, he is like dog gone wild! They smell like beef, so must be pretty tasty to him. Before Miles was adopted, he was dropped at a kill shelter with a severe case of heartworms from neglectful owners who never gave him any kind of preventative care. He is so lucky to be alive today. It is so important to stay on top of this. There are other ways of prevention other than the monthly chew, but this is the easy way for me to remember, the 1st of the month - plus he loves the chew.

He weighs 5 lbs. 6 oz. and at 6 years old, healthy as can be, especially for having heartworms when he was younger. His check up was all good, teeth are pretty good, but needs a little more brushing and the vet said he needs at least 1 or 2 rawhides per week, which I never give him. They have always scare me. I have this fear of them lodging in his throat or in his intestines. She said to give him medium size ones and always be around when he has them and to take away before it gets so small he is likely to swallow it. I bought him Dingo "goof balls" and they are strips of rawhide wrapped around in the shape of a ball. He seems to like those. I picked up a bag at Petsmart.
I took a picture of him right after he had blood drawn. He looks so pitiful. The vet and a technician held him because I just can't stand to hold him myself. I get so upset to hear him cry and the look in his eyes that says "help me, mom!" :-(

Miles, my adopted rescue baby


Meet Miles...he is my 6 year old Yorkipoo. I adopted him in January of 2006. He was left at a kill shelter by previous owners who did not take care of him and basically threw him away when he got sick.
Luckily, he was saved by a kind vet that took mercy on him and hid him in his jacket. He knew he was worth saving. He took him home, nursed him back to health (he had heartworms which can be fatal) and then he was fostered in a home by a sweet lady who gave him all the TLC he needed until he was ready to be adopted. That is where I come in...I saw his sweet face on a rescue site and knew he had to come live here with me. It took a few weeks to get him because he was already spoken for. Thankfully, the people who were supposed to get him changed their minds at the last minute. After meeting Miles, they just didn't feel a connection. I was called in for an interview and to meet Miles. After spending 1 hour with him, I knew I was not leaving without him!
You can see more of Miles in video on my YouTube channel and a more detailed story of his adoption.