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XENA

FULL NAME XENA KELLY KOH
NICKNAMES XENA BANANA, BANANA, NANA, AH LIAN
DATE OF BIRTH 2014
INSTAGRAM @XENA_SG_SPECIAL
ADOPTED FROM THREE LEGS GOOD
PERSONALITY BRASH and rough around the edges - a bit on edge and gets high easily
SWEET to family and rescuers
OVERLY REACTIVE to all dogs, especially white, small or extra fluffy dogs (e.g. poms, golden retrievers, shitzus, spitzes, etc)
HATES WHEELS detests scooters of all kinds – electric ones, kick scooters, kids on kick-scooters, skateboarders, rollerbladers, hover boards, electric wheelchairs and rubbish trucks
LOVES NATURE especially when there are lizards, squirrels and muddy puddles involved
ANTICS SPINS 360° when super excited
TONGUE ATTACK on human face when in want of attention and not getting it
SHARK ATTACK on human hand/leg when playing
PAW SLAPS on any human body parts when the mood strikes
GROANS like a cow when going to sleep
HEALTH SENSITIVE GUT
YEASTY SKIN
PRONE TO ALLERGY OUTBREAKS causes currently undetermined
SUPPLEMENTS TCM for general anxiety
PRE + PROBIOTICS to strengthen gut
FAVOURITE SHAMPOO Zymox, Earthbath
FAVOURITE TOYS most anything with squeakers!
FAVOURITE TREATS homemade chicken liver beakies, Zeal's Spare RibsZeal's Venison Shank, Bully Sticks, freshly cooked chicken

Hi Everyone,

My name is Xena. My human named me after Xena the Warrior Princess of the 90's television fame. She reckoned I was a survivor and wanted me to be a fighter, to fight to live life to the fullest.

I was about 3.5 years old when I came to stay with my humans on 14 December 2017. They had just lost their first dog, also a Singapore Special, to cancer slightly less than 4 weeks prior. He was only 2.5 years old. They were devastated and were not ready to have another dog so soon.

A friend of theirs sent them my photo and asked them to consider me should they be ready for another four-legged furry in their lives. A no-commitment meeting was set up and we met. It was not love at first sight. I wasn’t keen on them as I was so shut down. I refused to take the treats they offered but I was happy when they took me for a walk. I wanted to get out of the crowd and go to somewhere quiet (we had met at a farmer’s market where my rescuers had been trying to ‘pimp’ me out). A house visit was arranged, and it was during that visit that I opened up a little bit more. The humans were happy to take me and arrangements were made for me to go home with them.

For my humans, adopting me was not so much to fill the gaps left in their hearts by their first dog, but pity for me. At that time, I had been staying in a kennel for 2.5 years, ever since I was rescued by Three Legs Good (TLG). TLG had taken me in after a group of workers in an industrial area alerted them of my existence. I had been injured, possibly knocked down by a car, and my hind leg was broken. By the time I was found, my leg had healed but in the wrong way. So they brought me to a vet, who re-broke my leg to set it properly. Since then, I’ve had pins in my legs. TLG paid for my kennel stay and tried to get me adopted. For some reason, no one was keen to take me. All the dogs that they rescued – most of them three legged – found homes. All except me. I was the last one standing.

I can’t remember much about my puppyhood or who my parents were. I had lived life as a stray for possibly the first year of my life, and spent close to 3 years in a shelter. I didn’t know any other kind of life.

My humans decided that the best gift they could offer to me was a home to call my own. They did not know the problems I would bring – my emotional baggage, PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder), and my inability to live a domesticated life. I simply didn’t know how.

Slowly, my issues surfaced – my over-reactivity to dogs, my hatred of scooters and all motorised mobility devices, my intolerance of strange noises and smells. And then there were my skin and health issues.

The biggest shock to my humans was when they saw how I reacted at close proximity to other dogs at the mandatory obedience class. I was basically berserk! We were always at the periphery of the class, trying to do the exercises without getting into bust-ups with the other dogs. It took a lot out of me and my humans. They were completely despondent and worried that if I had failed the class, they wouldn’t be able to keep me in their HDB apartment. Luckily I passed, and my humans could not be more thankful to the K9 Kampong trainer and the other dog owners who were so understanding.

To cut the long story short, my humans tackled my problems one at a time. It was like playing “whack-a-mole” they said. When one gets resolved, another pops up.
They had to teach me that the world was not that scary and that they’ll always be there for me. We took it a day at a time and they showed me that the world could be fun if I overcame my fears. At times, they were frustrated and they were embarrassed but they didn’t give up on me because they saw that I tried.

In the 1.5 years that I’ve been with my humans, I have come a long way. I have learned to chill, to sleep, to rest. I’ve learned that it’s ok not to like everything and everyone but I don’t have to go cray cray all the time. I’ve come to love having humans to call my own.

I’m still work in progress, but my humans are on this journey with me. Hopefully, I’ll
live up to the reputation of my namesake: to overcome my past and fight for the
future.

"In a time of ancient gods, warlords and kings,
a land in turmoil cried out for a hero.
She was Xena,
a mighty princess forged in the heat of battle.
The power. The passion. The danger.
Her courage will change the world."

 

Woof,

Xena

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