Archie (Boxer Catahoula X) received his apparatus July 2007 and I don't know how we did it before it.
Before he would hurt his amputated front leg on every walk – especially in the winter. He would break open skin, get an infection, and re-open the injury to start the cycle again. He would avoid certain outdoor landmarks and hold back. We have not had an injury since July 2007 and you should see him leap and play now.
Archie is a rescue from Louisiana. He was displaced after the Katrina hurricane and injured by other dogs while he was in an over-crowded shelter.
I work in dog rescue and the shelter asked us to take him. He came to us so timid and scared he hid under my bed for a month. It was a major ordeal everyday to get him outside to use the facilities. It took him over six months to start coming out of his shell. He stole my heart and I adopted him.
LeviI brought Levi home when he was only 8 weeks old and he instantly melted my heart. When I adopted Levi I knew that he had a congenital deformity of his right front leg. His leg was shorter than his left leg and was all deformed on the end. He did not have any toes but he did have his dewclaw, even though it was misshapen. The reason why I adopted Levi was because I was a 2nd year veterinary student at the Atlantic Veterinary College and I knew that I would be able to provide him with his best chance of a normal life.
Max is a 9 year old Rottweiler with advanced arthritis due to advanced hip displasia: he was diagnosed at 8 months old.Through the years we struggled with his weight, as he was unable to get sufficient exercise. Every time we took him for a walk that was more than a few minute long, we had to give him an anti-inflammatory drugs for pain.
While surgey was recommended, it was not the option I was looking for. At the age of 6, Blake had suffered a sudden onslaught autoimmune episode from which he almost died. He now eats ground pheasant, organic chicken+ and the occasional mangy bone from the back yard just to keep in shape; with no vaccines , just titers. If he weren't such a hotdog, Beardie showoff and know it all, we'd be fine. At 12. Oh well.
Nicky my beloved Golden-Retriever Golden-Chow mix ruptured her cranial Cruciate in late December 2006. Normally we walked 5-7 km.daily.