Tailor is our special little boy. He broke his jaw on a wire puppy pen when he was just 4 ½ weeks old. He needed to have a tape muzzle to hold it in place which meant he couldn’t nurse or eat from a bowl. He had a feeding tube inserted into his neck and needed to be fed formula through it every 2 to 3 hours around the clock for 3 weeks. Thanks to my wonderful husband Paul taking care of the other dogs, puppies and me; I was able to pull this guy through. The only lingering sign of injury is that he is missing teeth in his lower right jaw and his tongue will sometimes hang out. He is the apple of my eye and I adore him, unfortunately his feisty attitude made him impossible for R2 and Briggs to get along with so I had to find him a very special home who would continue to spoil him Rotten.
We got blessed with Curry. He is his new Daddy and Tailor has him wrapped around his little paw. Tailor still comes to visit “Mummy and Daddy Paul” and we look forward to his visits as any other grandparent does.
Mummy loves you, Monkey Man !
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