Spike’s Story

Spike is looking good at the NTU Veterinary Hospital on Keelong Rd. He just got the results back from his blood test and he is in excellent shape.

He’s definitely gotten a bit more bulldoggy during this year. He’s aged and maybe a bit more mature as well. The docs say that he is very active when he comes to their office to relax. He runs around a bit like a crazy dog and then jumps on their laps to get some love and petting attention.

Spike had a hell of a ride since last year. Unaware of the real import regulations, we had to leave him in Vancouver on our way over on the 6th of September 2006. A family friend, Christopher, came to the Vancouver airport to pick him up. A life-saver. The last I saw of him was gratefully licking somebody’s fingers.

Amy, my sister-in-law then took him for a few weeks until she found some foster people. He moved around a bit and then ended up with my in-laws. Having a dog is a big responsibility and it’s a lot ot ask someone to care for him. In December, my mother-in-law found a family who would care for him. However, Spike wasn’t neutered at the and most probably tried to dominate the English bulldog. The family didn’t like that and gave him back.

In the end, my last option was to put him in a kennel for a few months, something that I really didn’t want to do. I also had the option of flying him to North Bay, where his breeder would take him happily. In the end, my mother-in-law decided to keep him for the next few months. However, Spike needed an operation to fix his hernia. The vet needed him to be neutered as well. It was a hard decision, because I wanted to breed Spike. The vet had a compelling argument. Since Spike had developed a hernia, it wouldn’t be good to breed a dog with any health problem. So his nuts got snipped off.

Spike recovered well and spent a few months with my in-laws. My father-in-law wasn’t too keen on Spike, since he upset the balance at their family home; they already had a submissive 3 year old German Shepard and Spike was happily bossing her around, stealing her food, being the alpha of the pack.

He had some adventures with horses, which he enjoyed. He bonded with my mother-in-law and she even offered to care for him indefinitely. The import papers were finally issued a few weeks after the 6 months had passed from taking his blood for the rabies titles. My in-laws scrambled to have him shipped ASAP in late August, because he needed to go. If he didn’t, he would have to stay another 6 months in Vancouver. This had to do with the timing of his rabies booster shot. To be shipped, the dog has to have had the vaccine administered no less than 180 days and no more than 365 days. His last rabies shot before shipment was on the 4th of September 2006, right before we left.

Anyways, Spike had a hell of a trip over, was picked up by my wife and is settling in nicely at the quarantine area with the female vets, who love him. He’ll be free in 10 days.

What, no treats? You came all this way with no treats for me? Oh no, you’ll regret it!

I warned you, Mr. Hyde is coming out and Dr. Jekyll is leaving this place. He’ll whip your ass! More treats!

I’ll bite your ass for not bringing any treats, better bring some next time. Mr. Hyde is ready for an ass biting!

Ok, looks like you got some for me, Dr. Jekyll is making a return. I’m calm again.

You better bring a load of treats next time or Mr. Hyde will kick your ass!

Author: range

I'm mathematician/IT strategist/blogger from Canada living in Taipei.

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