9/19/06: Meet the Labor of Love Puppies !!
Little Tia is the spunky puppy of the group. She doesn't walk to go somewhere, she runs. She isn't afraid to go and investigate, she isn't afraid to wrestle with her bigger siblings, she isn't shy about trying to crawl up my leg because she wants some attention. Tia - Maria, as I call her, is now 4 weeks old. Her mother was a Chocolate Lab and her father a Golden Retriever. Tia has the look of a Lab, with the shortest brown hair of the group. She also has four white socks, a white patch on her face and the tip of her tail is white. Tia loves human attention - she is the one that will most often seek out my attention - even if she isn't hungry!!
Tia has the shortest hair of all the puppies, she also has the most white on her. Next week the puppies all go in for their 6 week check up, will be micro chipped and started on their 3 set series of shots.
Tia loves attention and will gladly take a nap in your lap.
Tia is growing like a weed. She is a spunky little girl who loves to play and loves to explore outside. We still haven't quite figured out what all breeds might be mixed into her, but she has a look of her own.
This past week all of the puppies went to the vet for their six week check up, got their first puppy shot, one more treatment of dewormer and were microchipped. Tia was quite brave. We didn't hear a peep out of her when she was chipped, considering that was a rather large needle inserted into her!!
Tia is pictured with her sister, Mystery, slepping in a pile.
Tia is ready to be adopted and is waiting for a family all of her own.
On Sunday night Tia was sick and throwing up - poor little girl, she is so skinny already. I was very worried about Tia and brought her to the vet Monday morning. Monday she was very dehydrated and needed IV fluids and antibiotics. Her blood count is off and she was anemic, most likely from parasites, and she was also very dehydrated. They gave her two injections of anti-vomiting medicine so she could hold down water and food. Monday night she was doing so much better that you would have never known she was sick.
Because she had to go back in Tuesday morning, they left the catheter in her front leg and she needed to wear a cone on her head so she wouldn't bite at it. You would think the poor girl would be sick and sleepy...not her. Tia was harassing the whole household. Chasing the dogs around with her cone on, playing, and being a regular pup. We were calling her Tia the Terrorist. She is feeling much better.
I have a puppy mill guy who is still scared of certain things and Tia enjoyed chasing and scaring him most of all. She regained her appetite...boy, oh boy did she ever...she was playing with toys and just having a good old puppy time.
Tia is the sweetest cuddler I have ever met. You see the picture of how she is cuddling with her litter mate - that is how she sleeps with me. Always cuddled up next to my head and then she lets out the puppy sighs...it's so cute and sweet.
When you hold Tia or cuddle with her, she sighs. At bedtime when she rests her face so close to mine and I can hear her sigh…it turns into snoring but it's definitely a sigh at first…which reminds me of a sweet story:
She keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been back to this shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this," the woman told the volunteer.
"What is it she keeps asking for?" she asked. "Puppy size!" "We have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for." "I know. We have seen most of them," she said in frustration.
Just then the young child came walking in the office.
"Well, did you find one?" "No, not this time," she said with sadness in her voice. "Can we come back on the weekend?"
The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed. "You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there's always a supply," the volunteer said. The young child took her Mother by the hand and headed to the door. "Don't worry, I bet we'll find one this weekend," the child said.
Over the next few days both mom and dad had long conversations with her. They both felt she was being too particular. "It's this weekend or we're not looking any more," Dad finally said in frustration. "We don't want to hear anything more about "puppy size" either," Mom added.
Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning. By now the young child knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that housed the smaller dogs. Tired of the routine, mom sat in the small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages. There was an observation window so you could see the animals during times when visitors weren't permitted.
The young girl walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically to take a closer look. One by one the dogs were brought out and she held each one. One by one she said, "Sorry, you're not the one." It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup. The volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog and held it closely. This time she took a little longer.
"Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!" she screamed with joy. Mom, startled by all the commotion, came running. "What? Are you sure? How do you know?" she asked. "It's the puppy sighs!" "Yes, it the same size as all the other puppies you held the last few weeks," Mom said. "No, not 'size', 'sighs'." When I held him in my arms he sighed," she said.
"So?" "Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me "Love depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sighs!" The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't know whether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug her child she did a little of both.
"Mom every time you hold me I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from work and hug each other you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms," she said.
Then, holding the puppy up close to her face she said, "Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart."
Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes you sigh. Are you looking for a pup or are you looking for the love of your life…the dog that you can't wait to tell everyone about and will leave a huge paw print on your heart when they are gone. If you ask me, it's the SIGHS of her heart.
Here is Tia with her cone on - or is it her new alien costume? Tia has made a full recovery and is doing great. She only needed the cone for one day...thankfully, since she likes to snuggle with her head against yours...puppy snoring magnified.
Second picture is of Tia playing wiffel ball with her cone...when given lemons, make lemonade is this girl's saying.
Ms. Tia will be at the RAGOM Education Booth, Halloween Costume Party, Sunday, October 29th, 11 am - 4 pm at the Dog & Pony Show store, 105 New England Place, Suite 120, Stillwater, MN, call for directions 651-430-1149 or Mapquest it.
RAGOM doesn't usually allow dogs under the age of 6 months to attend events but since we are low on puppy applications we were given special permission. There are rules that we have to follow and I figured it would save some time if I listed them here:
1. Only RAGOM volunteers can hold the pups.
2. People must sanitize hands before petting the pups.
3. If a volunteer is not handling the pups they must be crated.
4. Pups can not touch the floor. Ok, so now you're asking why so many rules? Reason is we have to think of the pups and keep them safe.
My little Tia is such a good pup and she can't wait to meet you...She knows the right family is out there reading this update right now.
Tia was adopted on 10/29 by a great family. Tia has a fur sibling to run around with, 2 little girls to play with and a Mom and Dad. I will miss my little cuddle bug, my Golden boys will miss playing with Tia the terrorist, and we all will miss how much she made us laugh. Congrats to Tia - you're home...you're finally home!