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"Nellie's last picture, still smiling, leaving a little love behind. My hands were shaking so I could hardly take the picture because we were headed to the vet next to help her to the Rainbow Bridge"
"Oooooh, things were sooo bad before. Dis is just after I flew to Mom when I was sooo sick, starved and scared. But I wanted to snuggle right up to Mom. And then things got really really GOOD and she got me well and wow!"
Likes: Mom, security, Winnie, cookies, COOKIES!, OOOOKIES (special scritches and pets), cuddles
Pet-Peeves: Bad peoples
Favorite Toy: Mom, learning to play with tug toy, chew bone
Favorite Food: COOKIES!
Favorite Walk: Wherever Mom and Winnie are
Arrival Story: Nellie had to be put to sleep June 9, 2006 due to increasing health problems stemming from her years of abuse. PLEASE read her story, and vow never to buy a puppy from a pet store (they get them from puppy mills), and to help out a rescue group, like CorgiAid or your local group. Nellie would say "fanks. Just 'cause we can't live in cages no more and make monies for mean peoples doesn't mean we don't want to love and be loved. I loved my Mom and Winnie and the kitties; and I'm glad someone rescued me so that my Mom could take me to someplace I always dreamed of but never thought I'd haf: a forever home with love. Dere's more like me out there. Can you help them?" Nellie is a rescue found caught in a metal trap in the woods in MN. She was found by some hunters who freed her, kept her in their hunting shelter (they said every day when they came back in she was still there, waiting for them) and then, bless them, they took her into town to the shelter. The shelter thinks she was probably a puppy mill breeder, literally thrown away when she got older. (Don't buy from pet stores or online "breeders" who aren't affiliated with an AKC breed club! Please! You're only creating more horror stories like dear Nellie's former life. Oh yes, her little feet were splayed from, it looked like, being in a wire cage.) When she came to me, she was scrawny (upgraded from almost starved), had a mouth filled with infected teeth, had infected wounds from the trap, had a mystery circle of infected wounds around her neck, was terrified, didn't know about LOVE or cookies or even how to play. She also had a bad urinary tract infection, and wasn't housebroken. She was such a dear little soul inside a scared mind and sick, starved body.
Bio: Winnie took her in as a "baby" and helped Nellie become NELLIE BLY! Now she is happy, talkative, is learning to play, has that Corgi PIZAZZ, and wags her little stump of a tail. She makes her Mom LAUGH! Nellie Bly has learned to say: WAG YOUR TAIL, EVERYBODIES, and at long last, she knows all the reasons why! :) Are you fed today? Sheltered? Loved? Have friends and family? Has someone given you a hug and a cookie? Then see Nellie Bly's motto and DO IT!
Forums Motto: Wag your tail, everybodies!
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It's almost summer here! Since I'm a northern girrrrllllll, it's still amaaazing to me that OK gets so hot so early.
I can't stand the heat! Luckily, I get to just lounge around indoors with the air conditioning. My mom just laughs and says "well, you do have this big double coat, you need to keep coooool."
Mom's still on that diet kick. PLEASE SEND CHOCOLATE.
I tink a baff is in the works. I don't like baffs. UH OH! Would Mom put me in the washing machine??!!
One of the catzzzz told me that. His name is Freddie II, and he likes teasing me. Sometimes he just looks at me and I won't walk past him! Mom says that he's just having fun with me and I need to just sashay on by.
Mom's getting on a fitness kick. She has some hurted places from old injuries and some awful-ritis; but she found a great new DR and she says: we're gonna BOOGIE and ROCK 'N ROLL!
I don't know what that means. Winnie says that she and Mom used to go for walks and had fun before Mom's hurted places got worse. She says that we all need to get up and GET FIT!
Har-rumph. Yeaaa, right. Winnie likes lounging around on the dog beds, upstairs and downstairs. Sure, she likes playing ball, but boy, she likes the air conditioning now too.
Mom has these DVD thingies with exercise stuff. We DO OUR BEST to help her out. Like, we come over and lick her face, or we flop down by her when she's on her mat and we cuddle up. Winnie likes to stand by her and tickle her neck or legs.
For some reason, Mom says that's not helping. WELL! If these exercise thingies are so good, won't they be better with doggie kisses and the extra work in say, doing something with a Corgi added on or a German Shepherd as part of the workout?
I fink we're helping, a lot. But I fink that Mom's so low on chocolate that she's kind of confused about this.
SEND CHOCOLATE. Mom has limited everyone;s treats. This IS NOT RIGHT OR NORMAL; WITHOUT CHOCOLATE MOM IS GETTING WEIRD!
She says she may get a bicycle. Now, I ask you, from what I've seen, where is there room for me? Or Winnie? It's a bad idea, if you asks me.
It's all because of this "laying off the treats thing."
We'd go buy her lots of chocolate so things can get back on track here, but the storezzz won't let us in; and they won't take chewed-on bonezzzz in trade.
And we'd even give up our best bonezzzz to get Mom chocolate!
Does anyone have a cookie? Mom has all of us on diets. Even her. Can you please send chcolate to her? The other day we caught her tasting our new gourmet cookies! She said that they tasted good, didn't have as many chemicals in them as human stuff, and maybe she'd munch on one now and then.
OUR COOKIES! She was testing our cookies!
Mom got us something nice. We live in a house with steep, slick wooden stairs. So Mom got some really pretty stair treads, and oooh, the difference it makes! She said she was worried about my back especially, and Winnie's and I's hips.
She's still busy decorating and renovating the house. Today she came home all excited and said we were going to get pretty new flooring in our TV room. As long as it cleans up good, we told her!
Mom's been pretty busy running in and out and doing 'fings with her friends. We're glad, 'cause that makes her happy. Not that we like it when she leaves US, though.
But she leaves us with important jobs. She always tells us "Winnie, guard my house. Nellie, guard my house. And take VERY good care of each other."
She says the last part is the most important part.
Hi everybodies! Mom and Winnie are all silly about the snow--they don't know SNOW! But they're both cute.
The cats just want to lay around and snooze. They pile up on Mom's bed; she says she doesn't know where she finds space to lay down! I think they could have their own beds, but I guess cats don't like to do it that way!
Boy, that Winnie! She's a regular work-a-holic! I keep trying to tell her: just look cute! But she says noooooo, that a working dog is a happy dog. She's sweet, but she's really serious, 'cept when she plays.
I snitched a chew bone today from her stash! She didn't know what to think when she walked in and saw me chewing away. That was funny.
Mom spent a while brushing my hair today. That felt really good. It's that ime of year when we have to worry about dry skin from the indoor heat and the effects on our coat. A girl has to keep looking good!
We're all on diets. I thnk this is a bad idea. I think roly poly is CUTE! But Mom just goes on and on about being healthy and getting trim and all that stuff. Why?
I say "if there's a cookie, eat it. It was meant for you!"
Please send chocolate to our Mom. She doesn't keep it around when she gets going on this diet thing, and without it, well, she gets a little bit snappy. Luckily, the Schwan's guy came to visit us, and she got some stuff with chocolate. Now she's all smiley again.
Now, I ask you--if something makes you feel good, why WOULDN'T you eat it?
I've got to remind her what "living Corgi" is all about. It's silly not to eat what makes you happy!
WAG YOUR TAIL EVERYBODIES! (And send chocolate! Puh-leeze!)
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