My year old Border Collie Riley had to part with his ball-balls because I could not keep him otherwise. You see he shares his home with not only myself my daughter and my hubby but also his sister Foxie. As you can imagine there was no-way I could allow Riley and Foxie to get up to any mischief, and as we all know if I hadn’t taken this preventive action an accident would have inevitably happened.
We took Riley to the vets surgery yesterday morning to have the deadly deed done, and spent all morning worrying about him, we love him and had anything gone wrong we would have been devastated, but it did not thank God, and we picked him up late afternoon. Having spent most of the day disinfecting the whole house so as to make sure there was less chance of him getting any infection of any kind when we brought him home.
Riley was a little groggy when we picked him up but he has not been sick or anything like that, he ate some scrambled eggs and was obviously still hungry because he sneaked over and ate a bit of dried dog food on the sly after. By this morning he was near enough back to normal.
Riley has to go back to the vets for a check up on Monday, hopefully after that we can take the cone shaped preventative contraption off his head that we have to put on him at night times, right now it has to go on because he is not allowed to lick his stitches.
Riley is one of four Border Collie puppies my daughter and I brought back from Wales last year, we where only meant to keep one and Foxie was our first choice because she was blue merle in colour and a lot smaller than Riley who is black and white with touches of blue merle on his ear and neck.
The other two puppies, Sassy who now has a lovely home with a celebrity friend of mine, and Chelsea who already had a loving home awaiting her before we picked them up, I only picked Sassy up because not only is she a beautiful trie coloured girly, but I could not leave her behind to live in a rabbit hutch in a filthy farm yard. Riley we just fell in love with and knew he was going to make someone a very loving pet, especially as he had such a loving goon nature, my daughter and I would have loved to have kept him with his sister right from the start.
The first home Riley went to he came back home from twice, the first time because he had apparently grown to big for his new family to handle, and the second time I was not given a logical reason. It was not until after I had picked him up the second time that we discovered that he was now terrified of men and was showing aggression through fear towards them. It then took four months to retrain Riley and get him back to the softy that he was as a puppy. At this point we found a lovely home for him with a really nice Lady who adored him, but he was returned to us a month later when she and her family suffered flooding and when the landlord came round they where told they could not keep him there.
For Riley it really is third time lucky, My hubby said that as Riley was so big, and he is a big boy, that we could not keep him due to our home being very small, however he agreed that we could keep him if he came back again, laughing, well now he has no chance of our ever parting with him again.
Sometimes in life some things are just meant to be, It is like Riley has chosen to be with us, and come hell or high water I will never let him go again, we love him far to much for that, even my hubby cannot understand why he kept coming back to us, and has given up the hard man act, for in reality he loves Riley too.
Riley is such a loyal, affectionate and well behaved little soul, he truly deserves to stay!