Meg is a special girl. A rescue girl. My favourite girl (don’t tell my other girl, Dotti!).
My partner, Tim, and I adopted Meg on the 10/12/15. We moved to a pet friendly apartment specifically to finally get a dog, and when I saw her on the Lost Dogs Home website I knew we had to go get her. We arrived at the LDH, went out to the kennels to see a sad girl in her bed, ignoring everyone, except us. She came up to us, licked our hands, took dog food from our hands. The staff commented that she wasn’t normally friendly with humans, but she was with us. She picked us. That was it. We had a ~8 year old chihuahua x jack russell.
We enjoyed Meg’s company alone for six months, with lots of adventures, cuddles and fun times. There were a few health issues along the way, we discovered she had a heart murmur and a collapsing trachea, but nothing we couldn’t handle.
On Meg’s six month adoption anniversary we found Dotti. Well, we discovered an imageless profile on the RSPCA website about a male jack russell, who was also roughly 8, and just wanted a quiet home to settle into. Perfect. Except (s)he was 1.5 hours away in Ballarat. So off Tim, Meg & I went to Ballarat. Turns out Dotti was a female, not male, turns out she was a lively, noisy jack russell mix. Not exactly the perfect dog, and Meg & Dotti still have their differences. But that is our little family.
On the 26th of August, 2016, our Meggymoo was diagnosed with a low grade mast cell tumour, in her left rear leg.
This is the story of Meg’s amputation, recovery, and adventures while being a tripawd!