As she was a year ago.
Hello All!
July 20th marks one year with our cherub. Just wanted to let all know how
incredibly wonderful Tiff is doing. She arrived at Newark airport from
Missouri on my daughter's birthday. What a poor pathetic soul. She had
little
tick bites ,scars, and a severe ear infection. Her crate was beautifully
packed with a baby blanket and toys which I still have (thanks Robin). She
slept constantly and didn't make a sound for the first three weeks. I
remember wondering if she would ever bark, run, or move on her own. When I
put her down she would freeze. There was no eye contact, no emotions, and
I
fed her by hand twice a day. My kids called her "the missing link". I 've
had
yorkies for 23 years and my husband (boyfriend at the time) bought me my
first for graduating college in 1979. I just couldn't believe what this
poor
pup had gone through that would leave its mark like this.
There was truly no
spirit, no existence. She didn't respond to any stimuli that any animal
would
(vacuum, phone, doorbell, visitor). I was home for the summer because I am
a
teacher, so I became totally enveloped in her rehabilitation. Sara our
Rotti
who was raised with yorkies became Tiff's mentor. After about three weeks
with Tiff never leaving my side she slowly began to come back to this
world.
We went out with Sara every hour and then one day Sara said hi to the
cocker
in the next yard and Tiff took off after her. I'll never forget the moment
she actually ran (it only took 3 weeks). She stopped in the middle of our
yard ,turned and looked at me as if to say WOW I moved my paws!! Then of
course the barking started and I just knew she was going to be fine. After
one year she eats on her own, ( she arrived at 6.6 and is now 9.9)drinks,
runs
through the house after Sara, barks to let us ALL know someone is there,
runs
to the right door based on the doorbell or the opening of the garage, and
the
best is the minute someone opens the fridge she runs with her mouth open
and
dances on two legs for a treat. It was heart wrenching in the past when I
would give Sara a treat and Tiff would never accept it. (I had trouble
giving
her the heartworm meds). You can't imagine how she pushes 100 pound Sara
out
of the way to eat the cheese and turkey!!! She is my everything. From the
first night she's slept in our bed. My husband adores her as well. Even
though we have some issues with her not allowing him in the bedroom if her
and I are their first. She still literally shows her teeth and barks
ferociously (Sara even runs in to see what's happening) when my kids come
into the bedroom. She has bitten both kids as they have approached the bed
to
talk to me. Lately, she's let my husband in the bedroom without going into
attack mode. So she is coming along. She follows me around the house
constantly. If I should stop short she bumps into me! She doesn't do
steps,
but does look me straight in the eye and kisses me. She's becoming very
affection it to Dave as well. (as long as he doesn't come into the bedroom
when
we're snoozing) especially at dinner because he caters to her and Sara as
the
food is passed. She amazes me as to what she eats. EVERYTHING! I give her
fruits, veggies, even lettuce. If I'm upstairs she now screams from
downstairs
for me to come immediately and get her. As I write this she is snoozing
next
to me. Sara adores her and they look out my bay window into the cul de sac
all day. Now when the doorbell rings they both go to the door. Tiff waits
for
Sara to approach the visitor and then she peaks. I'm sure eventually
she'll
be right next to her friend and realize that humanity isn't as cruel as
she
has known. In all, I can't thank Jeannine and Robin whose devotion to
rescue
is undoubtedly a gift from God. Without their help, I would not be blessed
with my little cherub. We just came back from the vet and her steady
app't
with the groomer. I still bathe her at home and stay with her when she's
cut
so there's no pressure. All is wonderful and Tiff will get her teeth
cleaned
next week. Both the groomer and the vet commented on how incredible she
looks. I have to agree, she's my little princess and I think she's
beginning
to learn how to play the part!
Janet in Jersey
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As she is
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