Age: 11 Years Sex: Male Weight: 100+ lbs
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Boad, Bobo, Baby, Bubba, Beast, Bud, Big Sexy
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January 9th 2004
Belly rubs, butt massages, kissing his daddy, "chilling out" on cold surfaces, investigating noises, sniffing every blade of grass around
THE ST BERNARD/DOG MEAT TRADE IN CHINA (this is BEYOND disgusting!!!) If you truly care for dogs, PLEASE go to this site, read about it & check out the "What Can Be Done" options @ the top of the page. http://sirius.2kat.net/
His daddy, of course! But an empty milk jug or soda bottle will do in a pinch.
Bodi is a discriminating carnivore! Only quality bacon, steak, hamburgers, and sausages are acceptable.
ANYWHERE (as long as there's plenty of interesting smells along the way).
Waking his daddy to go out @ night, only to jump in the bed after he gets out;-)
After many years dreaming of having a dog, a TRUE SAINT came into my life. A chance siting on the Internet led us to look at an adorable litter of St. Bernards. My heart was set on a male pup & Bodi was the last one available. Although he was far from the spunkiest of the group, he had a quiet dignity about him, not to mention beautiful markings!
After we got Bodi home, it took a few days for him to come out of his shell and trust us - he seemed very hesitant at first. He just had to get familiar with his surroundings (including the humans who were totally doting on him) to feel comfortable. But a favorite memory of that time took place one evening during our first week together. Bodi just kept prancing back and forth across our downstairs, looking all around with a huge smile on his face. He seemed to be saying "I'm home!". And thanks to his wonderful spirit, our house really did feel like a home:-)
Our bouncy little ball of fur kept bumping into things & tripping over curbs. Upon visiting an eye specialist, our fears were confirmed. Bodi has SEVERELY impaired vision because of inherited conditions called optic nerve hypoplasia & retinal dysplasia. The images his eyes see become distorted on the way to his brain. This occurs in humans as well, but is much more manageable as humans can verbally communicate how things look to them.
So, in addition to the undertaking of having a dog for the first time in my life PLUS all the challenges of choosing a giant breed, I was dealt all the demands of caring for an animal with special needs. But you know something funny? After re-arranging the house to have as much open floor space as possible, teaching Bodi about stairs, introducing safety commands into our training routine and keeping a close eye on him when we're outside - I FEEL SO LUCKY!!!
It's true, there are times when I feel sad for him (& a little overwhelmed for me!) but mostly, I'm grateful:-) Bodi has taught me so much about patience, responsibility & optimism. When he does bump into something, he doesn't get sad or angry or scared, he just keeps moving on. It never breaks him, just reminds him to be more cautious. I know Bodi has lots of new lessons in store for me. And I hope to be his student for many years to come. Love ya Boad!!!
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The Groups I'm In:
******big dogs only********, 100+ pounders club.."Large and in charge", Animal Human Rights Activists, Blind Dogs & Cats, Handicapped Pets Unite, Living with Seizures, Pet Loss Grief Support Group, Saint Bernards
The Last Forum I Posted In:
Cost of Valium
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|April 12th 2005
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October 13th 2006 11:09 am
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Whoa dudes! I simply MUST tell you about how CRAZY things have been for me. I was taken for a regular ride last week, when POOF - suddenly I was forced to meet a big ol' St Bernard. Wanna know the worst part? After our tepid meeting, a few hours later he showed up at my home!
Now I'm normally a pretty friendly fella, but this heathen gets on my nerves!!! I could've never imagined a dog with such non-existent manners. He takes attention from me, gets better smelling kibble & (here's the absolute kicker) he is obsessed with humping me:-| Oh, the humanity!!!
Mama keeps telling me I'm doing so good & being so patient, but, lemme tell ya people, I'm about to snap! I'm SO looking forward to him being neutered. He has to gain some weight & strength first, though. This guy is skin & bones!
Has anyone else out there ever had another dog, referred to as a "rescue", come into their house & disrupt their life of privilege? This totally sucks! If this joker thinks he's here to stay, he' s in for one heck of a surprise.
February 18th 2006 8:36 am
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Well, it's finally happened. My poopy old parents had me neutered:-( I feel so violated! I moped around for a while, but am feeling a little more like myself now. If mama thinks this will deter me from freaking out & pulling her all over the neighborhood, she's in for a surprise! Sure, my testosterone level may be dwindling, but my mindset is still the same - I AM THE BOSS!!! If I want to chase down a miniature dog that's giving me their yappy little lip & eat them for breakfast, I WILL! If I want to sprint towards a kind voice or the scent of one of my pooch pals, I WILL! And if I want to throw down, in response to a great big, mean, growling sound directed @ me, I WILL! Mama can just let go of the leash if she has a problem with it. She thinks I'll hurt myself because of my vision problem, but I'm no wimp! Besides, a few crashes into objects is a small price to pay for getting my way;-)
Now, if I could just locate a doggie helmet...
October 22nd 2005 2:54 pm
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I'm doin' just fine. Although I still have seizures, my meds seem to make them less violent & frequent. Mama & Daddy had to adjust my dosage since I'm still packing on the lbs. That's no problem for me. More pills just mean I get to take them in bigger pieces of hot dogs!
Something AWESOME recently happened. My Daddy bought me a truck! That's right, I'm only a year old & I have my own set of wheels! I believe the technical term for it is an "SUV", but all I know is it's soo spacious! Finally, I can stand & turn around comfortably. In the old car I had to ride in (a Mustang Cobra) I was totally cramped up. Now it's nothin' but big pimpin' baby, from here on out!!!
P.S. I get more excited now when I hear the phrase "Let's go for a ride!" than I do for "Want some ice cream?" (Frosty Paws). I guess anything really IS possible!!!
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