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Likes: Car rides, belly rubs, going to Nashville Pet Products, stalking small creatures
Pet-Peeves: Mom bringing home new foster dogs, getting a bath
Favorite Toy: Hide-a-squirrel, I-cube, grunting hedgehog, pink cell phone
Favorite Food: Home cooked - she had very few teeth at the end
Favorite Walk: Centenniel Park
Best Tricks: Dance, roll over, gimme five, ruling the boys with the slightest raise of an eyebrow
Arrival Story: After a long search for a second Schnauzer to adopt, I applied to PetOrphans to adopt a little male named Nick, because he had heartworms like Syd had when I got him. The late Bren Kyle was Annie's foster mom, and thought she would be a better "fit" for me and Syd, and Nick had an adoption pending anyhow. What a time it was between the adoption approval and the day we got her: I was terrified that Y2K would kill the computers and maybe the phones, too, and we wouldn't be able to get there. None-the-less, I went out and bought girl dog things, humming John Denver's "Annie's Song" all the while. Then my car died the morning of the trip, so Syd had to stay home and Chip and I drove his dying truck over Mont Eagle, the steepest road in the southeast, unsure if the transmission would hold out.
When I we got there to pick up "Orphan Annie", she was pitiful - scrawny, ears hairless from a flea allergy, scared to death, and didn't like me a bit until we stopped at McDonalds for a burger for her.
Within 24 hours of arriving home, she had kicked Syd out of his favorite chair and taken over. It was obvious that she was a little lost princess, hence we changed her name to Anastasia.
Day by day, her hair slowly grew in - it was weeks before she had any one her poor ears. Finally, in late Spring, we went to visit my father "Poppa Pete" in Alabama. He was astounded at how different she looked "Why, she's *beautiful*" he said - and she was (and she's adored him ever since)
Bio: Annie was the alpha of our "pack" despite being the smallest and oldest, and usually the only girl. She had come to PetOrphans from a shelter - whoever let her go and didn't move heaven and earth to find her, all I can says is "Your loss, pal".
Forums Motto: Obey the Princess Dogster Local Spots I've Marked: Nashville Pet Products, Pet Clawset The Groups I'm In: ***Orphan Annies**, 10 YEARS OR OVER??? DOGS or CATS, Greatest American Dog Fan Club!, Schnauzers Rule, The Schnauzer Club
The Last Forum I Posted In: I was in Newsweek magazine!
Out of all the pups on Dogster, and here I am at The Bridge with nothing much to bark about. Well, let's see...
If you're a Schnauzer like me, and live in the southeast, The Schnauzer Stroll in Marietta, GA is in two short weeks! See www.schnauzerloverescue.org for details. The proceeds go to help the Schnauzer recue that my Mom works with, and save homeless Schnauzers like I once was. They're going to have contests and games and demonstrations and all kinds of fun.
Now, what else should I say while everypup on Dogster is looking? I know: Since none of us are going to live furever, except in our pawrents hearts, please tell your moms and dads to not only take pictures, but get video of the cute things you do, record your voice and get your pawprint, so they'll have it when you're not around anymore. Even Mom's old computer has a program called "sound packager" and with a cheap microphone, she recorded my "humming" and my bark. Now she can listen to it whenever she wants. And our nothing-fancy digital camera takes decent videos. She didn't do the pawprint thing with me and Bo, and wishes she had. She only got a pawprint of Syd cause he stepped in some concrete she had poured, but now she treasures it.
What else? Oh, yeah: I was six years old when I got adopted, and just look at my page to see what a great life I had with Momma and my brothers. If your pawrents are consideringing a brother or sister for you, please bark at them to adopt instead of buy, and consider a dog who's not a puppy. I had 9 years with my family, and Momma says even though I'm gone and she's sad, she wouldn't take 30 years with a different dog for those 9 years with me.
Thank you, Dogster for giving me a change to express myself, and for brining our family together with all these other great pups and their families, and for giving me a chance to have my very own space to decorate in pink.
for all the lovely gifts and rosettes. Every one of them has made Momma smile between the tears
I watched as she put away all my things, and wished I could let her know I was ok. I can bound around after butterflies again, and see what's going on at our house, even hear as she sings to my brothers. The grass here is as soft as any Sniffany bed, and doesn't stain my fur.
I had a happy life with her and my brothers, and all of my grrl friends and my Poppa and my Aunties. Please don't be sad, Momma, I'm watching out for you, just like I always did.
Last night I let Momma know it was time.
My pain meds just weren't helping, and upset my stomach. I couldn't see or hear much, and it just wasn't a dignified condition for a Princess. Momma saw the far away look in my eyes and knew.
Momma sang "Annie's Song" to me and cried my fur wet as I drifted off to sleep, and suddenly nothing hurt anymore.
Momma's heart is broken as she puts away all my stuff. Rocke keeps licking my body, and Raoudi is even quiet. I know they'll all be ok. I'm so glad I chose Rocke as a 'keeper' for Momma.
I'm here with Syd and Bo and Ralph, my friends Miracle and Sheba and Bailey and many more. I can see and hear and run again - we all can.
Momma says she doesn't know how she'll do fostering without me - I was always the one who taught the fosters manners and respect, but I've taught her well these last nine years we had together, and will be watching over all of them. I'm glad Momma and I found each other. I'm sure I'll send her another little girl somday when she's ready, but she's not, not yet.
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