Hi, I am new to this site and I must say havefound it very interesting. I would like to tell you about my Bobbytail
, Hehad two operations last year because of tummyproblems andunfortunatelyIhad to take himback to the vet three times to have the stictches put back in becausehe keptgetting his sock off and pulling them out. We got overall that and then a few months later when I went to check on him in themorning before going to work I found him paralysed. It was horrible, Ipicked him up, rapped him in a towel because he was so cold and myhusband drove like a maniac to the vets:shock:. They put him on a dripimmediately and said there wasn'tmuch more they could do butwait. That afternoon I went to see him and there was no change, thenext morning & afternoonthe same thing.On the thirdday the vet said it wasn't fair to keep him this way & that wewould have to let him go. I knew the vet was right but my Bobby hadbeen through so much and had fought so hard I justcouldn'tlet him go without trying myself. I had gota second opinion and spoken to several people I knew but no help. Iagreed with the vet to take him home for the night and promised I wouldreturn the next day, making my appointment as late as possible. We satup all night,rubbing his little body, tickling his feet andturning him over. Would you believe by the next morning(about 11am)he had managed to get his backlegsunder him and by 3pm when we was back at the vets he wassitting up, not very steady but he was sitting up.Now we goevery 3 weeks because his back teeth need cutting, and all the staffcomeout and say hello to my miracle Bobbytail. Yes! Bobbycost me alot and I call him my million pounds investment and he isworth every penny. When people ask why I pay out £60 every 3 weeks, Isay its cheap for the amount of smilesmy Bobby gives me.He lives in doors with me now!
, Hehad two operations last year because of tummyproblems andunfortunatelyIhad to take himback to the vet three times to have the stictches put back in becausehe keptgetting his sock off and pulling them out. We got overall that and then a few months later when I went to check on him in themorning before going to work I found him paralysed. It was horrible, Ipicked him up, rapped him in a towel because he was so cold and myhusband drove like a maniac to the vets:shock:. They put him on a dripimmediately and said there wasn'tmuch more they could do butwait. That afternoon I went to see him and there was no change, thenext morning & afternoonthe same thing.On the thirdday the vet said it wasn't fair to keep him this way & that wewould have to let him go. I knew the vet was right but my Bobby hadbeen through so much and had fought so hard I justcouldn'tlet him go without trying myself. I had gota second opinion and spoken to several people I knew but no help. Iagreed with the vet to take him home for the night and promised I wouldreturn the next day, making my appointment as late as possible. We satup all night,rubbing his little body, tickling his feet andturning him over. Would you believe by the next morning(about 11am)he had managed to get his backlegsunder him and by 3pm when we was back at the vets he wassitting up, not very steady but he was sitting up.Now we goevery 3 weeks because his back teeth need cutting, and all the staffcomeout and say hello to my miracle Bobbytail. Yes! Bobbycost me alot and I call him my million pounds investment and he isworth every penny. When people ask why I pay out £60 every 3 weeks, Isay its cheap for the amount of smilesmy Bobby gives me.He lives in doors with me now!
