My human mom is smarter than I thought. She’s been taking me on these short walks because her friend Lillian and the great help she’s received at Tripawds have suggested she walk with me on short walks and build to longer walks to help build up my leg. Well, I feel great. I don’t need short walks I can go as long as any other dog, until today. I was hyper and wanted to go on a walk so my human mom said OK, let’s go. What? It was another one of those stupid short walks. She took me and my boxer friend Gracie to the park next door. We walked for a bit and then she took me to the “bowl” so I could play with Gracie. My human mom quickly saw I was getting a bit out of control so she intervened. She wasn’t angry she just calmly stopped our roughness and started back on our walk again. I was still hyper and wanted her to hurry up. She took her time as if she knew better than me. Well, it wasn’t long and I was tired. What? Where did that come from? So, I laid down on the grass with Gracie. My human mom wasn’t upset, she actually looked like she expected it. She just stood there and waited until I felt better and then we walked back home. I guess she knows more than I thought she did and I guess she is right. I feel great but it will take me some time before my front leg is strong enough to keep up with me. Thank you human mom! You are the best!
Learning my name…
My human mom took me to a dog training center yesterday to meet with her human friend Lillian. Lillian is my human mom’s go to person with any questions regarding boxers and how to train them. In fact, Lillian is involved in “boxer” rescue, saving dogs like me and placing them in happy new homes. If my human mom hadn’t adopted me Lillian was ready to jump in to make sure I would end up in a happy new home. She’s great. She trimmed my nails yesterday so that I wouldn’t have to slide around on the hardwood floors. She designed this incredible contraption that has me floating in air while she takes the dremmel to my nails. It was so nice to have the weight taken off my front leg.
After my pedicure Lillian taught my human mom how to walk with me on a leash, even though I have 3 legs I am still very powerful and my human mom often walks me while carrying her baby girl so she needs to make sure I cannot pull her and the baby. Lillan also shared with my human mom that I needed to be touched more. I was showing Lillian by my reactions that I am not often petted in my sensitive areas and because my human mom has children Lillian shared with her how important this is. She also showed my mom a couple of ways to teach me my name and to make sure that every time my human mom is around I look straight at her like she is the most important human in my life (I know she is but my human mom needs to know I know that).
Once we got home I was able to rest a while and then my boxer friend Gracie and I had some fun romping around the backyard. I really like it here.
My name…
When my new owners picked me up my name was Mugsy. My new owner tried really hard to keep my name but she kept confusing Mugsy and Bugsy so it became difficult for her to train me. She posted on her Facebook suggestions for a name. Her cousin came up with “Mac” short for MacGyver. My owner and her cousin always joke around about who is the toughest, Chuck Norris (my owner says) and MacGyver (her cousin says). Well, my owner had to laugh when her cousin posted “Mac” as her suggestion. So, my owner mom tried it out. The moment she said “Mac” my ears wiggled and I looked right at her. She knew right then Mac was the name for me. MacGyver is known for getting out of tricky situations. Well, I was able to get out of my tricky old life with owners that didn’t care and got myself into my wonderful new home.
Mac is definitely the name for me.
Here I am!
Hi, welcome to my blog.
Hi, I am Mac. I cannot type very well because I am missing my front leg so my human host, Melissa, will be doing the typing for me.
I am 8 months old. I was recently adopted by a wonderful family. I had an unfortunate situation where my previous owners were not so smart in how they cared for me. I was hit by a car and had surgery on my paw. They took me home and allowed me to play in the wet mud. The vet called and wanted me back in to check on my paw. My old owners did not want to pay for another office visit so did not take me back in. They instead covered by wet, yucky bandage with new bandage and yes, duct tape. What the heck were they thinking? Well, I got gangrene. The vet was so nice that they diligently kept calling my old owners and asked them to bring me in for a check up. It took 3 weeks but they finally did. Unfortunately it was too late to save my leg. The owners gave up their rights to me. The vet called up a wonderful client of theirs and asked her to spread the word that they would pay for the surgery if someone would give me a home. She, at first, had until 5 pm to find someone to adopt me or they were going to euthanize me. She got on Facebook and spread the word to all her friends. So many people called on me. The vet and his staff fell in love with me too so they had already decided they couldn’t euthanize me. Well, my new owner called on me so many times in hopes she would could be my new owner. Thanks to the vet’s client and her recommendation my new mommy won. She came and picked me up 2 weeks ago. I have a new home with Gracie, the queen boxer, 2 human kids, and my human mommy and daddy. Life is good in my new home.
Well, I am tired. I will have my human mom write more about my road to recovery and my learning to adapt with my 3 legs and new life.
Mac
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