Starla

Well, in the first four weeks at my BDRA foster home, I had four dental surgeries - one each week!  Apparently my mouth was so infected prior to the time I came to BDRA that the stitches from my tooth extractions would not hold.  So, about ten days ago, I went to a soft tissue surgeon who did some skin grafting to patch up the holes in my mouth (so I would not get a terrible infection in my sinuses and beyond).  And I got an esophageal feeding tube for food and my meds.  My foster mom gives me my medication through the tube, and I am eating blended food using my mouth.  So far, so good!  The stitches are holding, and I am being a real trooper, hanging in there, and hoping my mouth will be all healed up soon! Please send good thoughts my way!  

Here (above) is what I looked like before Thursday the 19th!  Wow!  A little embarrassing, wouldn't you say?  My foster mom had me wrapped up (from back to front) in a belly band, no chew tape, Thundershirt, athletic wrap, tape, and a cone so I could not get to the three areas on my side where my masses (all benign) were removed.  I had stitches and staples that needed to stay in place for two weeks!  And, you know what, even though it was a little embarrassing, I wore all of that for two weeks with dignity and patience and grace.  And, you know what else?  When the vet removed all my wrappings on Thursday, my three incisions had healed beautifully!! Now I am waiting for the hair to grow back.  My foster mom gave me a much-needed bath yesterday, and look at me (4 pictures below) walking around outside in the yard after my bath! I love to smell the smells!  :) If you are thinking you might be just the person to give me a wonderful forever home, read the Blind Dog Rescue&#

Thank you so much for visiting my blog!  Make sure you read the information on my BDRA page first because that tells a lot about me: https://www.blinddogrescue.org/dog/starla/ My story before coming to BDRA is a sad one.  No one took care of me for a long time, and I was found wandering alone in a large city.  I can't see or hear so it was extra hard and scary.  I am thankful for the shelter for bringing me to safety and taking care of me until the Blind Dog Rescue brought me to one of their foster homes. The top left picture is my shelter picture. You can see I am missing some hair on my nose (that should come back with time and good nutrition) but I have lots of hair otherwise!  The picture on the right is my "freedom ride" picture when I was leaving the shelter, on my way to my foster home.  You can see a wound on my shoulder that I kept scratching and then it would bleed.  Thankfully, that has been removed and the area (still stitche