Miller Place Animal Hospital Blogs

I ran out the door very early one morning. That was when the trouble started. At least that is what my mom thinks…  My name is Skunk. I was orphaned when I was just a few days old. My brother and I were bottle–babies. Unfortunately, he did not live very long, but I thrived with…

December is Arthritis Awareness Month and I wanted to tell my story, so let’s start at the beginning. I am a Southern “gentle dog” originally from Atlanta. I was transported to the Kent Shelter in Riverhead at 12 weeks old. A week later, Katie came in to the shelter with her family. I was jumping…

It was a dark and stormy night, yes, it really was! I was left outside on a dark road with a flannel shirt to lay on and a handful of food. That night there was a terrible thunderstorm and I was so scared that I hid under a log. Pat and her husband found me…