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Goodbye, sweet Tegan!

March 29th 2015 5:34 am
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On February 5th, 2015 I had my vet help Tegan to the bridge. She had been battling the effects of DM for about a year and a half and it had compromised her quality of life so I chose to let her go. I miss her terribly and wish I could get another dog. I feel it would be best to wait until I retire as I am away a lot during the day which is not fair to a puppy. The time is approaching, though.

Thanks, Tegan, for being my dog and companion. You will always be missed.


It's my barkday, and I am pawtying hard!

March 29th 2013 5:03 am
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Today my friends and I from corgitales are going to start our four day weekend of pawtying. Connor is picking everyone up with his transportikal and we are going to Culver's for cheese curds and whatever we can beg from unsuspecting humans. Especially the little ones who have a tendency to drop lots and lots of crumbs (yum!).

Then we are off to our buddy's house for a nice mouse hunt through the tall grass. I'm sure there will be Easter eggs and pseudo chocolate for all of us.

Hope you all have a great, happy Easter break!


I'm having a barkday!

March 29th 2011 6:13 am
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Today is my barkday and I'm celebrating w/ my friends from corgitales and all you dogster buddies. Corgitales has two transportikals. Mine is one w/ classic design inside and out. Connor's is very contemporary. We have all kinds of outings to celebrate barkdays, gotcha days, dates between couples, raids on places w/ good food, and our last big outing was the Mardi Paws. We started it in Connecticut because one of our beloved NACs (not a corgi) was going to be put to sleep and he was such a big contributor to the Mardi Paws float I didn't want him to miss it. So we all trundle inside the transportikals (the float took up a lot of space, no surprise) and went there first. We had a lovely send of for our dear friend that made his mom cry.

We send faeries to friends in need and our moms started a private book club. Really fun for them. We, on the other paw, periodically send gifts to our buddies or fax treats to them. We don't mind cleaning the fax machine because cleaning it means "more treats!".

It is so nice to have friends. Thanks for being there for me!

Tegan Ambrosia

PS Thanks for all the bones!


home, sweet home!

November 10th 2009 5:54 am
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Well, we've been in our new house for about a month now and it really feels like home even though some boxes are waiting to be unpacked. It doesn't help that mama went online w/ Overstock and bought 5 bookcases, a linen tower, and an electric fireplace so we got all those boxes, too. It takes her about an hour to do a book case from start to finish, but the tower looks like it's going to take quite awhile. It has a cast of thousands! heeheehee

I have met and charmed some of the neighbors, but the lady next door doesn't particularly like dogs even though she has her son's dog living with her. To me that is an unbelievable situation, but what's a corgi to do? She doesn't like trees either, because they shed leaves. Mama loves leaves because they make great mulch to enrich the soil and protect plantings over the winter. Sigh. Our biggest trees are all sick and mama may have to cut them down. Maybe she'll get an grill and use the cut wood as fuel. Some of the neighbors think I'm adorable, especially the elderly couple across the street! Mama says she'll take me over from time to time so I can visit.

Anyway, our house is very cute, with almost enough windows. At least all but one window is big and we can get away w/o turning on lights during the day! The front room is ideal for the ferrets and mama has a table in there where she does jigsaw puzzles and uses the computer.

My favorite room is the kitchen, of course, because that's where all the good stuff comes from . . . but the basement is pretty cool because I can snitch the ferrets' food sometimes and eat their poopies through the cage bars.

There is a doggie day care a 10 minute walk away. I went one day. I played for a little while but then I mostly slept on a couch. When we went to a Halloween party there I stuck close to mama. I wouldn't play w/ any of the other dogs and looked "worried" according to mama. Mama couldn't find any of my costumes so she went and bought another one for me . . . so I went as a hot dog and won first prize! Mama said not to get too swelled of a head. There were only 2 or 3 other costumes. Mama will put the picture up on my page when she gets it scanned in.

Life is good!


We're moving!

September 1st 2009 5:52 pm
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I am sooo excited! Mama has bought us a house! It is a cute little cottage that is a floor and a half high w/ a basement. We will have yard that is partially fenced in and mama promises to finish it next spring so I can run, run, run!

Tegan, the soon to be small-town-girl


I'm so sad

August 21st 2007 8:02 pm
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Dear Diary,

My brother, Murray the ferret, passed away. He had kidney disease. He went into a coma and never came out of it. Mama is so very sad and so am I. Murray was mama's special deaf boy. They were so very close. Of all the ferrets he was the one who would play w/ me and play w/ me. Now he's gone and all I have is photographs and memories.


Tegan Ambrosia


My day at PNC Park

April 26th 2007 7:08 pm
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It was really great fun! We took a cab down to PNC Park and mama walked us over to the table set up for doggies to get their vaccine papers checked, sign the release, get their tickets, and a nice new bandana and a coupon for a bag of dog treats.

We went into the ballpark and were directed to the elevator (which I DO NOT LIKE!) and in seconds that seemed like hours to me we were at our private party for the doggies.

There were some of those watering bowls w/ a tank on them and bowls and bowls of dog treats. Mama took a couple and had me do tricks to earn them. It was so embarrassing because the other doggies were just getting them handed to them. Mama played the raffle and the girl working it gave mama an 7 oz. bag of dog treats to bring home. They had a spot for us to go potty and had a tire for us to jump through. Animal Friends had a donations table and several dogs hanging out hoping for homes.

We went to our seats and watched a couple of innings and mama decided to get nachos . . . and she shared them w/ me! They were fabulous. Salty and spicy and just so yummy. I laid around getting muddy and introduced myself to some dogs and their people. Hoping for handouts but that didn't work out so well.

Some time after our nachos were gone we discovered the camera man and someone carrying a microphone (we think that's what he was doing -- it was a longish black column w/ some foam on the upper part of it). They guys were talking to all the dog owners and having a really good time. The camera man noticed Tegan and mentioned he had a border collie that was a little bit nuts . . . and mama told him about Nancy and Mollie and their spazzing. It was evident he loves the herding breeds. For those who know baseball mama said the cameraman looked like a young Phil Garner, clear down to the seriously bushy moustache. They explained that they weren't from the media but from the Pirates. They were taking pictures to put up on the scoreboard (which we cannot see from our section seeing as we were right next to it). When he filmed he did take a close up of me and at first my ears went back, but I finally relaxed and popped up my pretty ears. After awhile they left and we watched some more baseball. The Astros had scored in the first inning but didn't do anything after that (neither did the Pirates), so mama decided to give us both a potty break and was surprised to find that the film crew was back. Since they'd already gotten my picture mama just let me jump through hoops a few times to get more treats and use the "facilities". I sniffed around a bit but no urge developed so we strolled over to the watering hole. Didn't want any of that, either.

On the way back to our seats we stopped to talk to a few people and one of them was a photographer that wants to take my picture to expand his corgi selection. He thought I was very beautiful and had wonderful eyes. He gave mama his card and he asked her to bring me to his studio for a photo shoot. Wouldn't it be great to have fluffy corgi stuff available . . . and it would be ME! Wahoo!

After that we got to talking to the camera crew again and I got my picture taken doing my tricks. I'm a star, but mama says we'll probably never see these clips, sigh.

There were all kinds of dogs there. A bulldog puppy and a sheltie puppy were the youngsters of the group and there was a beagle wandering around off leash (don't ask we don't know why he was allowed off leash). There were lots of breeds and mixes there, it was lots of fun to meet them and their people. The people who have the seats behind us are season ticket holders w/ really good seats in the "diamond" area but they exchanged the tickets for the 6 dates dogs are allowed to come so they can bring their dog. Cool, huh?

After the seventh inning the staff from the refreshment stand invited us to partake of the left over hot dogs and sausage. Mama and I shared one of each . . . at which point mama said "I know someone who is going to have diarrhea tomorrow and just shrugged because I was having so much fun (so was she).

I got some compliments on how cute I am (cute? cute? I'm beautiful, gol' darn it, and don't you forget it!). After an inning or so mama said we should watch more of the game and we were really glad we did because the Pirates scored five runs in that inning. During the eighth and ninth inning it got a little hairy as the Astros scored two in the eighth and threatened in the ninth . . . but the reliever managed to shut them down before they did any more damage.

When the game was over we took the stupid elevator back down to the street level and mama walked around trying to find a cab. After only seeing one (and it was taken) mama and I walked over the Sixth Street Bridge and then over to the Hilton and caught a cab there. The traffic was so heavy the driver turned off the meter and asked mama "How much did it cost you to get over to the ballpark?" When she told him $13.10 he told her he would charge her $12. She gave both drivers nice tips so they'd be willing to pick up dogs again.

Right in front of the stadium a bunch of college age folks were passing out free ice tea so mama snared one and drank it while we walked across the bridge. I got compliments around the ballpark, on the bridge (where a little girl asked to pet me), and when we got into town a guy stopped us and asked us who won. When we said the Pirates he said that we should come to all the games!

When we got home mama and I lounged around on the bed. Mama reading and me just staring at her w/ my gorgeous eyes begging for more treats. I didn't get any. Then she got up and took care of the ferrets and turned on the computer for me.

Phew, what a great day . . . but am I ever tired!

Tegan Ambrosia


Did I do that?

January 12th 2007 9:23 pm
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Guess what, dear diary? Mama and I were cuddling on the couch. I was laying in her arms and I lived up to my "Stealth Bomber" nickname and left a silent stinkie . . . only some you know what escaped when I did and I left a smear of poop on mama's sleeve. She sighed and went and changed her shirt and scrubbed the sleeve on the shirt that had poo on it.

My mama is very tolerant. I am a very lucky girl.



Goodbye, dear Murray

January 7th 2007 3:14 pm
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Dear Dogster Diary,

I know some of you know I had a wonderful brother named Murray who was a really cool ferret. We had lots of good times wrestling and racing around, but he's left me.

Mama went into the ferret room to change play groups and when she got out Murray he kind of looked like he had an ear infection because his head was all tilted, but then she discovered he couldn't stand on his hind legs so she quickly treated him for insulinoma . . . giving him prednisone, fluids, something sweet to eat, and then some chicken baby food to encourage him to eat a healthy meal. Afterwards he played a little, and all that day we thought he was getting better because he ate 4 jars of baby food . . . but he never woke up the next morning. He'd slipped into a coma. Since he wasn't in pain mama chose to let him leave for the bridge from home. Mama wrapped him lightly in a soft blankie and put him on her lap and I lay beside mama w/ my nose on her lap so I could keep a close eye on my pal and encourage him to wake up. All day long we did this. Mama put him down beside her and got up to check our email. When she went back Murray was gone. He'd left w/o waiting for her and she's shattered. I was with him, but I'm not doing so hot either.

Murray died from kidney failure, which often throws a ferret into a coma. A couple of years ago there were a rash of ferrets w/ bad kidneys but no one lately. Why did our precious, playful Murray have to get so sick? it just wasn't fair. I know mama and I gave him a wonderful 2 1/2 years, but that's an awfully short life for a ferret.

As a result, Christmas wasn't as wonderful as it might have been. Sigh. But we can't control what nature brings, we just have to go on. Lots of my brothers and sisters are twice Murray's age. Mama's worried we might be in for a very rough year.

Belated Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year for all my friends on dogster. I love you guys!

Tegan Ambrosia


All Star Game Festivities

July 12th 2006 6:35 am
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Living here in Pittsburgh I had a really great opportunity to attend all sorts of wonderful events related to the All-Star game. The first thing I did was to dress up in my baseball outfit I won at the CorgiAid auction a couple of years ago and the headed out to go to the FanFest where I got to see famous momentos from the Baseball Hall of Fame. I was so impressed w/ the wonderful exhibit on women in baseball for, as you know, I am a woman of fluff. The uniforms for the ladies came in pretty colors that I would love to wear myself. They had a nice exhibit of the Negro Leagues, too, with authentic lockers (about the size of high school lockers) and uniforms and lots and lots of pictures and details of the greats like Satchell Page.

I got in line to get Phil Neikro's autograph but the line moved too slowly and I ended up getting somebody whose handwriting I can't read. Sigh. At least he was good looking and had a twinkle in his eye so I know he had a sense of humor.

The number of incredible momentos up for auction blew me away. How could they agree to let so many wonderful things go.? In fact, how do people have so much stuff? It baffles me.

But I really came into my own on the upper level. I fielded ground balls and fly balls w/ typical corgi grace. They couldn't believe how fast I was and how high I could jump (seeing as I don't really have any legs). They even gave me a job coaching little kids on getting in front of the ball to field it correctly. Then, as was my due, I got my picture on the cover of a magazine and a Wheaties box! Mama carried me around after that so she could look at all the wonderful trophies. She really liked that stuff. They sure are bigger than any ferret show trophies my brothers and sisters brought home.

We went to the celebrities game and I was allowed to go into the dugout and put balls, bats, and gloves w/ the right player. My excellent sense of smell really helped there. It was exciting to see all those people that up to now I'd only seen on tv. Awesome!

Then there was the home runner hitters challenge on Monday night. I went into the outfield and shagged balls that didn't make it out of the park w/ a bunch of kids. When I caught a ball I saw to it that it went to a little kid in the stands. (I really like little kids.)

On Tuesday there was the big parade. I road on a chevy truck, serving as a guard dog and stunning hood ornament. The applause was awesome, and I know it was all for me! I ended up in the locker room and w/ my best "starving corgi" looks I scored quite a few wonderful snacks from the buffet.

At the game I was running around making sure the players, coaches, managers, and umpires had everything they needed. I was really disappointed that the National League didn't win, but it was still a pretty good game. I came home, tired and proud of my All-Star Game week activities.

Tegan Ambrosia

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