Shih Tzu Day 21: Bath and Vet Time

Dottie gets a bath

I made the momentous decision this morning to give Dottie a bath. Don’t ask me why I waited this long.

Dottie wet after bath

shih tzu after a bath

The eldest shih tzu did okay with a little grooming when Barbara, her former foster mother, was here, but I was still concerned that she would be afraid of a bath.

I was going to bathe her in the bathtub, but John thought the sink might work better.

 

She did better than I thought she would, although the blow dryer scared her. She kept gasping for breath and blowing bubbles out of her nose, which she does when she is afraid, so I finally decided to let her air dry.

Flower & Candy Visit the Vet

Delores from BFF Rescue emailed me today that she would pick up me, Flower and Dottie at one o’clock to go to the vet. Oops. I had my days off. I thought vet day was tomorrow.

We talked last week about concerns I had regarding Flower and Candy that I wanted to discuss with the vet. Candy never seems to have the energy her sisters have, plus she seems to tire easily. When her sisters come inside, she likes to stay outside and lie on the paving stones or in the dirt in the garden. I’m always afraid she’ll get too much heat. When I see her, looking so quiet and a little frail, I think of the youngest sister on Little Women who became sick and died. I can’t help it!

In the morning, although she often runs up the stairs with Dottie and Flower now, and although she romps playfully with them, biting at my hand, she backs away before the other two and goes back to her safe area. Delores said that when she was rescued from the puppy mill, the veterinary clinic in Kansas noted that she had an umbilical hernia. I was afraid it was something that was bothering her. We have been seriously talking about the pet adoption process, so Delores wanted the vet to check the shih tzus while they were still foster dogs, so that Best Friends Forever Rescue would take care of any vet charges.

Another thing I wanted to ask the vet about was Flower’s left eye. It seems a little bigger and darker to me than her right eye, and sometimes when I look at her, it has a “glass eye” look. It’s fine if it’s cosmetic — she is such a cutie, with those Maybelline lashes — but I want to ask the vet if it is anything serious.

shih tzu waiting for adoption

Delores brought the shih tzus some canine visitors: Peekaboo, the Pekingese I had met at Barbara’s while visiting the girls, and a poodle named Miss Muffet, who was going to get a chip implanted by the vet. They were wearing very cute “Adopt Me” harnesses for their vet visit. They wandered in and made themselves at home instantly. Peekaboo quickly figured out how to get up on the dining room table, climbing onto a chair that was pushed out and then jumping onto the table, where she promptly lay down. Miss Muffet started to follow her lead, but I was afraid our little ewoks would get an idea, so I got them down and pushed in the chair.

Peekaboo, a Pekingese, wearing her adopt me harness

Flower and Candy rode in a kennel on the way to the vet, Clear Creek Animal Hospital. Flower got so frightened on the way to the clinic that she pooped in the kennel. Once we got to the vet, I talked to the shih tzus in their kennel in the lobby to try to soothe them. When we went into the assigned room, Miss Muffet and Peekaboo wandered around, examining everything, while my little shih tzu princesses huddled, frightened, in their kennel.

Candy was the first one out of the kennel when we opened the door, so Dr. Lindsey examined her first. Although Candy was frightened, she let the vet weigh her (11.5 pounds) and then examine her. The vet said that the hernia had healed over (I can’t remember the medical term!). She didn’t find anything else wrong with her, so her temperament must just be different than the other two shih tzus.

Flower did okay at first. She sat in the scale (13.5 pounds) and let Dr. Anna look at her eyes. The vet assured us that she didn’t see anything wrong, but that it was good to watch their eyes. However, when the vet touched Flower with the stethoscope, the shih tzu freaked out and tried to jump off the table. I caught her — barely. That was the end of Flower’s vet examination.

Shih Tzu Prelude: Saying Goodbye to Our Dog Guest

Goodbye, Sweet Little Shih Tzu

Rosie gazes at me from the passenger seat.I called mom this morning to tell her about Bella, the runaway dog. She was bored and asked if I wanted to go to lunch. We went to Culver’s, which is our regular lunch place. When we got to PetSmart, I had them check the shih tzu for a microchip; I was disappointed, because she had one. I know; that’s selfish. I was really hoping someone had neglected taking care of that matter, and I would have an adorable dog!

How long do I have to wait?The woman at PetSmart took my phone number. Mom and I left the store, and I drove across the street to the Dollar Tree. I went in, leaving my phone charging in the car. When I came back out, Mom said that someone had tried to call. I checked my voice mail. A woman had left a message, saying that she heard I had Rosie, and that she would really like to see her again. I felt guilty for wishing that this dog didn’t have a chip, and she could be all mine.

I called the owner back and explained to her that I was out with my mother, but that I would bring Rosie home as soon as I was done. She told me that she had hired someone to mow the lawn, and the person had left the gate open. Rosie had taken the opportunity to explore, a day before we had found her. The woman and her friends had been praying to the Saint of Lost Animals for her safe return. They were praying that while I was praying she didn’t have a chip!

I could not bear to part from Rosie right away. After dropping off Mom, I ran an error for John, picking up a backpack from a military surplus store. I left Rosie in the car for a few minutes. When I walked out, the sweet, little thing was sitting up in the passenger seat, her paws on the dashboard, gazing out the window. I took out my Droid and snapped her picture.

I took her home and snapped a few more pictures, said my goodbyes and then loaded her back up into the car and drove to the address I had been given. As I walked up the walk, I hugged her and told her I would miss her. When I rang the doorbell, I heard a chorus of barking. When her person opened the door, three little white canine friends rushed forward, welcoming back their friend. I told the women that I had always wanted that many dogs and that I was jealous.

I ran back to my car for my Droid, so I could take more pictures. Rosie touched my heart when she gazed up at me while the other dogs raced around in circles. I am definitely going to miss this shih tzu! I feel guilty that I am wishing I had no conscience, and I had decided not to check this little darling for a chip!