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The Story of My Rescue

April 16th 2013 8:08 am
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Ernie's rescuer, Nick, friended us last night on FB. He told us the story of how Ernie came to be rescued:

Nick C.

Rhon, my name is Nick and I was the one that found Ernie (who was previously named Macho...ugh, probably because he was supposed to be a rabid guard dog). I am so elated that Michelle chose your family to be Ernie's parents.

When I saw Ernie for the first time months ago, my heart broke that he spent his days and nights alone with no one to keep him company except a broken down pickup truck which he shared his small concrete pen with. That and his waste which was scattered all over. Ernie drank water out of plastic children's pool that was cracked in half.

When I approached the garage to discuss my car repair Ernie was so happy to have company and turned in circles, wagged his tail, jumped and licked me. I asked the owner what the situation with Ernie was and he informed me Ernie was meant to be a guard dog etc., most of which you already know. I told him that Ernie (Macho) belonged with a family inside of a home and not in an enclosure. The man agreed with me and I could tell by his eyes that he knew this dog belonged somewhere with more love.

He wouldn't give Ernie to me then but I persisted over the next week and then I had to drop it and focus on business and the holidays. Then about a month ago he called me out of nowhere and asked if I still was interested in taking the dog. The man must have felt really bad at the way he was treating the poor boy. I happily picked Ernie up first thing the next day. The man didn't even charge me or want anything in return. I think he just wanted some kind of redemption.

Since I took Ernie he has reached out to me and asked how Ernie was doing and wanted to see pictures. It's hard not to love and miss Ernie. I haven't heard from him though since after the first week I took Ernie. While I drove around WI, IL and IN all day Ernie was doing what Ernie does best, trying to sit in my lap, licking my face every second he had the chance and snuggling up to me.

There was a lot of interest in Ernie from a lot of my friends on Facebook. Friends of friends of friends were calling but as I spent the day with Ernie and realized he was not housebroken (sorry aisle 3, 5, and 6 of Petco) and that he wasn't used to other animals (he was very hesitant when I introduced him to my sister's golden.

I decided the best thing to do would be to put Ernie in touch with people that knew how to find him the right home. There were a lot of disappointed people that had reached out to me but the last thing I wanted was Ernie to be traded around to different homes.

The urge to keep Ernie close to me was strong as I fell in love with him immediately and wanted to be able to see him whenever I wanted but knew the families that wanted him weren't patient enough. I wanted to keep Ernie so badly but knew I wasn't right for him either at this time in my life being single, living downtown, not having a yard and being away from home a lot. I took responsibility for Ernie and took that responsibility seriously.

The fact that Ernie had spent 3 years being fed cat food and kept in the cold was too much--he had already missed out on. I determined Ernie's age from the only veterinary record that the previous owner had. It appeared Ernie was 10 months about 2 years ago when they took him to the vet for having a swollen face. Not sure what that was about.

Anyway, I just thought I'd give you as much history and information as I could give you because I can tell you and your husband and Burt have already accepted Ernie with all of your hearts. I am so happy for all of you and I love the pictures and videos you have been posting. My middle name is Ernest so Michelle and I decided he should be called Ernie (cause he wasn't a Macho and he wasn't a Nick either). Thank you for taking care of Ernie as you already have. Ernie is very special to me and I'm glad his story has a great ending!

Rhon B

Nick, my Father-In-Law's middle name is Ernest--my husband said his Grandmother wanted to name him Ernest but the priest told her that wasn't a Catholic name, so he's Leonard Ernest. Small world, huh?

We plan on taking Ernie on the Paws Walk in June and on the Bark in the Park walk in May. Maybe we'll see you then?


The Rest of Day Two

April 15th 2013 8:30 pm
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Well, Ernie got his first time-out in his crate. Wouldn't stop bugging Burt, and wouldn't leave Burt alone in the bedroom. Ernie took it all in stride by taking a nap. BOL

So, Burt tried to mount Ernie while Ernie was laying down. Too funny! What have you done with my Chicken-Pot-Pi?

The boys are getting along better tonight. Burt isn't hiding in the bedroom and Ernie's claimed the middle of the living room floor for his nap.

Ernie's still taking Clavamox for a stubborn URI. But he seems to be breathing easily with only a couple of snotty sneezes today. Burt hasn't shown any symptoms of catching it... yet.

Right now Ernie is experiencing "microwave popcorn". I've been giving him small meals all day, trying to ease his system into more food. Now he's napping again (must not be a fan of Orville). BOL

Eat, play, peep--No Ernie, Outside!--play, poop, sleep, repeat. It's like having a puppy... just one that's 51 lbs!


So Far on Day Two

April 15th 2013 12:12 pm
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A few pics from yesterday. Ernie spent a quiet night, had good poop this a.m. (yeah!) & is bumping alongside Burt... & Burt's eyes are bright again! The start of Day Two. Golden.

So, I'm taking off until Friday to help with the housetraining... forgot what it was like to have a high-stepping Golden--Ernie took the 5 steps up to the kitchen in 2 leaps! Dug out the Chicago Crew's toys... Fun!

ok, Burt will let Ernie lick his ears, but he will NOT let Ernie nibble on them. Good to know...

Ernie has the cutest little ridge of hair going down his nose--like a Rhodesian Ridgeback ridge, but on the nose!

the pups are napping... but right before, Ernie was running around with his Kong football. All of a sudden, it was gone. It was sitting in the water bowl. Ernie drops whatever toy that happens to be in his mouth into the water bowl when he takes a drink, & then leaves it there! LOL


Recap of Day One FB Posts

April 15th 2013 12:09 pm
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Burt and Ernie's Meet n' Greet. For the most part it went well, until Burt turned into a Velociraptor! We are all home now, and they are both napping on the living room floor. :)

Surrounded by toys, Ernie catches some zzzz's after a meal of kibble, Salmon Oil, pumpkin and skinless chicken breast.

well, it's 1a.m. Burt & Dad are in bed and Ernie is digging for gold in his crate in the dinette. But no whining or barking. And now... silence. Day One is over. Golden.


Ernie had never seen TV

April 14th 2013 7:16 pm
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until we turned on our 52" tonight. He spun, reared back, and started to bark at it, lunging a bit at the screen! One of many firsts today, Ernie's Gotcha Day.

Ernie is really enjoying all the toys we saved from our Chicago Crew. One of the last birthday presents Remo received was a stuffed Jack. Ernie had some fun with it tonight.

Burt & Ernie went for a walk tonight over to Senka Park. It's only a couple of blocks from our house. The park was Crawling with people! People running, people on bikes, people flying kites, people playing basketball... people, people, people. We sat for a while and Ernie was so excited he twisted his leash into a braid.

On the way back home we walked down Lawndale, stopping at each alley and street saying "wait, wait, watch it, watch it". Ernie caught on quickly that we stop and stay until he's told "ok". The walk took a lot out of him, but as soon as he was back in "his yard" he got his second (third, fourth?) wind.

Tonight Ernie and Burt had their kibble, some Salmon Oil, some pumpkin and some chicken breast chunks. Ernie is so skinny that I can almost make a circle with my hands around below his rib cage in front of his hips. I'm sure if Lar tried he could encircle him and touch fingertips to thumbs. Burt is used to eating in a separate room from Dixie, so that worked well. Later they got a couple of bits of pizza crust (no sauce) and sat next to each other waiting to "take it nice".

Right now Burt is sleeping in front of Lar's chair and Ernie is sleeping next to me in front of the TV. Some dogs are barking outside and Ernie's ears aren't even twitching. We've set up our nice crate that we got for Dixie (never used) and tossed his blankie & duck in it. Ernie has gone in and out of it a couple of times. We hope he has a peaceful night in his furever home.

We love our boys...


"Burt" & Ernie

April 13th 2013 1:17 pm
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Today we received two packages in the mail. Inside one was "Burt" & Ernie; in the other, a rubber ducky. You can see them in the picture that makes up our page background. How this very special lady found the time to do this for us in between running to various appointments, making phone calls, and lining all her ducks up in a row ;) I don't know how she does it.

Thank you, S&S Mom, with our love.


We're going Golden again...

April 6th 2013 2:41 pm
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...and couldn't be happier!

We plan to adopt Ernie from the Humane Society Calumet Area in Munster Indiana this month. Ernie was born in Wisconsin, and for the first 3 years of his life was kept tied up 24/7 on a slab of concrete outside of an Auto Repair Garage in Milwaukee. Ernie was fed cat food, and is extremely malnourished. His owner thought they could turn Ernie into a guard dog. A Golden Retriever guard dog? NOT!

A friend of one of the adoption counselors (Michelle) at HSCA saw Ernie tied outside the Garage and asked the owner about him. The owner just gave Ernie away to Michelle's friend, who then brought Ernie to Michelle & the HSCA. Michelle knew we were 2 time adopters from HSCA and that we had begun looking for a Golden, so she called us! Wooooo Hooooo Arrrooo!!!!!!


A New Member of the Chgo Crew of Angels

December 18th 2012 11:09 pm
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I wrote your name in the sky,
but the wind blew it away.

I wrote your name in the sand,
but the waves washed it away.

I wrote your name in my heart,
and forever it will stay.


To honor Dixie, our sweet girl,
please consider donating to:

Humane Society Calumet Area
421 45th Street
Munster, IN 46321


all that love can do, will be done...

November 13th 2012 12:33 am
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We will continue to update Dixie's progress on her own Dogster page. Our thanks to those who have offered us support, prayers and comfort.

For those people offering their opinions on Dixie's care, we thank you but ask that you respect our decisions. Hopefully you will never know the heartbreak of having to make these "choices" for your own fur. Please understand that we make them with knowledge and love.


We're having a devil of a time

November 1st 2012 1:21 am
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getting Dixie to take her antibiotics and pain pill. Dixie has always been quite the gourmand when it comes to food. If you offer her something by hand, she'll lean in, sniff it, and gingerly take it into her mouth. If she's not sure about the taste or texture, she lowers her head & drops the food onto the floor, then sniffs it again. If it passes the second sniff test, she'll eat it.

This doesn't bode well for us sneaking Clavamox, Doxycycline & Tramadol past her! She used to take pills with cheese. But, because she ALWAYS chews her food, she caught on fast about that, and stopped eating cheese.

Then we tried liver sausage. We'd give her a piece or two sans pills, then the loaded piece. Dixie would chew each piece before swallowing, and then pittooee, out would pop the pill.

We tried the pill pockets yesterday. Chew, chew, chew, swallow, pittooee! Deja Vu! What a little stinker!

Picked up a feeding syringe today. We tried cream of chicken soup with dissolved pills. Worked somewhat. Tonight, her Daddy tried tucking a pill into the end of a mini-egg roll (paws crossed no Pancreatitis). Of course, it worked!

Can we say "spoiled Daddy's girl"? BOL

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