EmoMom
10-12-2004, 12:00 PM
I've reached the point where I just don't know what to do. In the past, all of our dogs have been BIG dogs that we got from the pound. Well, we should have named this one "Folly," because here's how it happened:
We were at a pet store (bad, yes, bad -- I know better than to get a dog at a pet store) and Maisy was there and she wasn't even 3 months old yet -- a tiny little papillon. And I asked to hold her. And all my senses flew out the window. I had just had miscarriage #1 and just begged my husband, "Please, please -- I neeeeeeed a baby." So we got her.
In the meantime, I got pregnant again, and in spite of lots of bed rest and intervention, had miscarriage #2, which led to an emergency hysterectomy. This was to say that Maisy was my little buddy throughout the entire ordeal. She laid right by my side all the time. Of course, she's STILL too small (at 1 1/2 years old) to jump up on the bed), but that's another story.....
These little dogs CAN reach up to 12 pounds, but Maisy is hanging steady at 4 pounds. That seems to be her grown weight. And we are so NOT a family that's equipped for a small "frou-frou" dog. The first thing that happened was DD tried to fix her hair and we didn't find out until later at the pet E.R. because she had a rubber band around the front part of her face (like a headband). So that was a quick enough recovery, but THEN she jumped out of the vet's arms, face first into the hard floor and started having seizures. They started working on her immediately and she was in the hospital for a week and barely made it. She came home and spent the rest of her recovery in my lap.
Then a neighbor cat slapped her in the face and off she goes to surgery again because the cat tore something in her eye, but fortunately did not bruise the cornea.
Maisy walks SO CLOSE to me that I'm afraid I'll hurt her. For example, I will stand in on eplace and call her name, walking in circles, until I finally look DOWN and she's just so close that I hadn't been able to see her.
TWICE last week, I was cleaning house and hurt her by turning too fast and stepping on her leg/toe/whatever so she cried and cried until I held her. I gotta say -- I LOVE THIS DOG!!!! She's my little partner and she loves me (for some strange reason), but I'm afraid we're not the best place for her.
After I stepped on her for the second time last week, I finally got exasperated enough to put an ad in the local paper, asking for a pretty sizeable adoption fee to weed out people just looking for a free pet. One lady called who is just about PERFECT. She's older, stays at home, and her only other dog is a male (neutered) papillon just like Maisy. I was all prepared to let her go. Gathered up all her stuff, gave her a bath, etc. And the lady called and said she couldn't drive in the rain. *sigh* Now she IS ready to come get her and I'm going INSANE. I don't know what to do!!!!! I was ready to give her up, but now I don't know......
help, help, please..... any advice would be much appreciated ..... sorry so long.......
We were at a pet store (bad, yes, bad -- I know better than to get a dog at a pet store) and Maisy was there and she wasn't even 3 months old yet -- a tiny little papillon. And I asked to hold her. And all my senses flew out the window. I had just had miscarriage #1 and just begged my husband, "Please, please -- I neeeeeeed a baby." So we got her.
In the meantime, I got pregnant again, and in spite of lots of bed rest and intervention, had miscarriage #2, which led to an emergency hysterectomy. This was to say that Maisy was my little buddy throughout the entire ordeal. She laid right by my side all the time. Of course, she's STILL too small (at 1 1/2 years old) to jump up on the bed), but that's another story.....
These little dogs CAN reach up to 12 pounds, but Maisy is hanging steady at 4 pounds. That seems to be her grown weight. And we are so NOT a family that's equipped for a small "frou-frou" dog. The first thing that happened was DD tried to fix her hair and we didn't find out until later at the pet E.R. because she had a rubber band around the front part of her face (like a headband). So that was a quick enough recovery, but THEN she jumped out of the vet's arms, face first into the hard floor and started having seizures. They started working on her immediately and she was in the hospital for a week and barely made it. She came home and spent the rest of her recovery in my lap.
Then a neighbor cat slapped her in the face and off she goes to surgery again because the cat tore something in her eye, but fortunately did not bruise the cornea.
Maisy walks SO CLOSE to me that I'm afraid I'll hurt her. For example, I will stand in on eplace and call her name, walking in circles, until I finally look DOWN and she's just so close that I hadn't been able to see her.
TWICE last week, I was cleaning house and hurt her by turning too fast and stepping on her leg/toe/whatever so she cried and cried until I held her. I gotta say -- I LOVE THIS DOG!!!! She's my little partner and she loves me (for some strange reason), but I'm afraid we're not the best place for her.
After I stepped on her for the second time last week, I finally got exasperated enough to put an ad in the local paper, asking for a pretty sizeable adoption fee to weed out people just looking for a free pet. One lady called who is just about PERFECT. She's older, stays at home, and her only other dog is a male (neutered) papillon just like Maisy. I was all prepared to let her go. Gathered up all her stuff, gave her a bath, etc. And the lady called and said she couldn't drive in the rain. *sigh* Now she IS ready to come get her and I'm going INSANE. I don't know what to do!!!!! I was ready to give her up, but now I don't know......
help, help, please..... any advice would be much appreciated ..... sorry so long.......