August
30 , 2005 - On April 26th 2005, we lost Bruin our 7-year-old
male to bone cancer. We were devastated including our 5-year-old
female Vixen. Our pain was made that much worse having to
watch her mope and snuggle with Bruin's blanket. She would
wine for him she was so lonely. After several weeks of our
spirits being very low, we decided to contact RRUFF about
fostering. We felt it would be the distraction we needed
and Vixen definitely needed the companionship of another
dog. Not wanting to commit our hearts completely to another
dog, we felt fostering would be a way for us to help a Rottweiler
in need while protecting ourselves at the same time.
It wasn't long after we made our
decision that we were contacted by RRUFF about Yukon.
Yukon was pulled out of a shelter in CT around Christmas
time in 2004. He had some extensive medical needs: heartworm,
entropion, cherry eye and a scrolled third eyelid. While
in a foster home in CT he was treated for heartworm and
once cleared of heartworm had several eye surgeries. After
weeks of being sick or recovering of one procedure after
another, he started feeling better and thriving. Now being
a healthy young male, Yukon tried to make a place for
himself in his foster home. Not surprisingly he didn't
see eye to eye with the already dominant female Rottie
in the house.
We
made arrangements to meet Yukon and were curious what
Vixen would think of him. They hit it off right away and
we decided to foster him and bring him home to NH with
us. Vixen was ecstatic to have a playmate and for the
first time in weeks maybe even months we had a reason
to smile and laugh. It didn't take Yukon long to try to
establish himself in our home and to our amazement Vixen
let him. This was extremely out of character for her and
we figured eventually she would put a stop to it. After
a few weeks she started showing signs that she was having
enough, but she was still very patient with him. I thought
then that there must be something special about him. We've
had other males at the house and she didn't act the same
with them.
Yukon had been with us a month when
his eye problems started up again. His cherry eye popped
out and he was still having problems with chronic irritation
with his left eye. During a vet visit in June to check
his eye, they found a heart arrhythmia. Now, he had the
threat of heart disease on top of everything else. Yukon
was scheduled for an ultrasound with a Cardiologist and
was cleared of any heart disease. The arrhythmia was determined
to be a result of his heartworm battle. It was during
this time we began to realize just how much he had come
to mean to us in such a short time, but we still tried
to keep a line between foster and family member.
In July after another visit to the
vet for eye irritation and being on drops for over a month,
they recommended that we bring him to see an Ophthalmologist.
The specialist diagnosed him with a detached retina and
recommended removal of the problem eye. On Tuesday August
23rd, Yukon had hopefully his final surgery. The doctor
didn't realize until during the surgery how badly the
area was and it turned out he required some reconstructive
muscle work. Our hearts sank when we went to pick him
up and saw the extent of his wound. He had stitches going
down the side of his snout till a few inches from his
nose and his face was swollen and bleeding. It was very
difficult to look, but everyday the swelling went down
and he started acting more and more like himself.
It was the day of Yukon's surgery
that it became clear he was meant to stay with us. When
I dropped him off, they mentioned to me he might need
to stay overnight. The possibility of him not coming home
bothered me more than the actual surgery itself. When
I talked with my husband and mentioned they might keep
him overnight, he said to me, " He better come home"
and I knew it bothered him too. It hit me then like a
ton of bricks
if we couldn't let him go for a night
how were we ever going to let him go forever. Knowing
he was a foster, we tried to keep a wall up and not get
too attached. Now thinking back, there were lots of hints
along the way that he was meant to be with us forever.
It
has been several weeks since Yukon's surgery and he doing
great. He adjusted quickly to having his eye removed.
Since it was just a constant bother to him and he couldn't
see out of it anyways, I guess it would be like missing
a toothache.
Thanks RRUFF for everything you did
for this special boy and our family.
Lisa, Bill and Vixen D'Errico
Adopters & Fosters for RRUFF
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