It's been a frenetic week. More than usual, that is. It's never quiet in a home with animals! For starters, the two foster dogs haven't been as uncomplicated as foster dogs usually are. Then there is the Christmas fundraising lunch to organise with Sue.
That's only four days away, and I've yet to shop for the food I'm preparing. On top of that EDL are organising another rescue this weekend, and besides seven adult dogs to house overnight, we've got two puppies arriving as well. Or it could even be three. One never knows, until the cars and vans stop outside the door, just how many dogs will arrive!
I don't 'do' puppies. So I've had to ring around friends to borrow dog cages, and towels and things, to keep the little dears confined, so they don't mess all over my carpets.
I just hope they won't cry all night, or I can see I shall end up sleeping on the floor beside them. (Last time we had a puppy here, it cried all night, and I ended up sleeping in a garden chair in the barn, wrapped up in horserugs, to comfort it!
Jazmin, the sweet little podenco, had been dumped in a refuge some time in October, with a hernia the size of a tennis ball. She had an operation to remove it but unfortunately some of the stitches had broken, not unusual, it can happen to humans as well.
So that necessitated two visits to my vet, one for examination and one for operation. Poor thing, Jaz is now trying to negotiate round immovable furniture, with a plastic hood round her neck to keep her from chewing her external stitches.
Blanquita, on the other hand, the lively mischievous Spanish mutt with a distinct limp, has been keeping us both on our toes. Talk about energetic. And that's considering she has a bad mobility problem with her near foreleg.
Being the sort of person I am, I wanted to know what was causing the problem and if anything could be done for her. So that necessitated a visit to the vet for examination, and another visit to the vet for x-rays. You see what I mean by frenetic.
My super vet diagnosed dysplasia of the elbow, which is congenital. But after she talked to an osteopathic vet, he thought an operation could improve Blanquita's mobility and cause her less pain.
Luckily for her, our contact in the Aude has friends who want to adopt her, so she leaves on Sunday for a new life in a home with children - she'll love to play with them - and her x-rays - so just maybe she might get that operation. Fingers crossed for Blanquita.
Check the fundraising page for the latest on the Christmas fundraising lunch, and fingers crossed for Jazmin that someone there will fall in love with this affectionate little lady, complete with plastic hood, she deserves to be top dog on someone's sofa.