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Football Tag! Touchdown!

January 24th 2009 12:23 am
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Alright Pals! You made it here. I see you caught my foot ball pass. Here is what you should do next! Hurry and pass the ball to 5 of your team mates so they can make a touch down. You are also supposed to write down 5 things about yourself that are funny. Also please leave me a bone and ask all those who visit your diary to leave you a bone so you will know they have been there! Ok…Here goes the play!

1. I love to have others chase me when I have a toy in my mouth to see if they can take it away.

2. Winston thinks he's the boss of me, but I just step over him cuz he's short.

3. When Mom or Dad are eating at the dining table, I sneak up and put my chin on their laps and look never works though at getting bites!

4. I love to chase squirrels so much that I jump through the doggie door before it's even open all of the way.

5. I sleep on a faux fur blanket on the couch.

My good buddy T-Bone tagged me.

I'm tagging:



TREATS from my girlpup!!!

January 17th 2009 1:53 pm
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Yesterday I received a birthday box of TREATS from my girlpup Uno!!! She is SO sweet. They are the ones made by Annabelle's mom. Yummy - they are peanut butter and apple. There was a card from her too. I am so lucky to have such a great girlpup...sigh!!! Wish I could spend my birthday with her.

Thank you know the way to a man's heart is through his stomach...BOL!!! But you already have my heart.

Wuff you,


Busy week

January 9th 2009 11:14 pm
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We've had a lot of people around here this week. Whenever my human sis comes home, lots of people start coming over to visit. She also brought her baby who is crawling now and has discovered his LOUD voice! I get a little nervous around him. Mom is not sure why I'm so nervous but thinks it probably has to do with my past history living with twin babies. Every chance I got, I stole his toys. I even chewed the head off of a plastic horse - BOL! Mom didn't trust me with the baby, so when I got excited I had to go with Winston into a room with a new baby gate - not sure if it was to keep us or the baby out! Whatever, it worked keeping us apart. And we got the room that had the doggie door so we could go outside all we wanted. Winston would go outside and look into one of the sliding glass doors and bark at the baby because the baby had HIS ball!!! BOLBOL. Tonight I finally got back at that baby...I got his Binky!!! It didn't take long for mom to discover that, but I sure had fun for a couple of minutes!


What I've been up to!

January 1st 2009 11:47 pm
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It's been a really busy week. I've been really busy guarding our yard this past week from wildlife. And I met my new dog trainer. (Mom told Dad that was her Christmas present!) We're a bit rambunctious, mom says, especially on walks. She wasn't having much fun and felt that constantly trying to change my behavior was making me moody. He is going to work with me & Winston. First he spent a lot of time talking with mom & dad about us, and then evaluating us. He gave mom new leashes and collars for us, and showed them a couple of techniques and commands. He says we're good dogs, but just have some bad habits that we learned in our first homes. He's going to train us and train mom!

The next day mom came home after we walked, gushing about how easy a walk it was. How good I was, how I was able to follow commands to not bark at other dogs or chase squirrels, and I could heel pretty well. All after just a day. And we've had repeat performances every day since then. We're all a lot happier now! We're going to spend time learning on-leash commands. We'll go for walks and to the park, and I'll get to meet a lot of other dogs. And then when we're good with that, we're going to learn off-leash commands. It's really hard focusing so much on our trainer, but mom is really excited about the possibilities of us traveling a lot easier in the future. I'm up for that - more beach time please!!!



Dreaming of a Doggie Christmas

December 22nd 2008 10:03 am
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Dreaming of a Doggie Christmas
Elizabeth Cusulas

I’m dreaming of slow squirrel
One I could catch and make my toy
Or a lovely shoe
That I could chew
Would add greatly to my joy

I’m dreaming of a dog biscuit
Tall as a house and twice as wide
Little toys that squeak
And kids that shriek
And huge bones made of rawhide

I’m dreaming of a huge buffet
With all the plates at table’s edge
Grabbing hefty portions
Of people rations
Before they go in the fridge

I’m dreaming of a long walkie
One where I choose where I will go
Greeting doggie friends
Sniffing both ends
Our tails wagging to and fro

I'm dreaming of a soft pillow
all to myself and end of day
Where I snore the evening away
Storing energy for doggie play...


Christmas Shelter Dog's Poem

December 20th 2008 12:29 am
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Mom read this in For the Love of Dog. It's so true, and with the recent news from Maddison about the shelter burning, I hope people read this and pass it on!

A Christmas Shelter Dog’s Poem

’Tis the night before Christmas and all through the town,
every shelter is full—we are lost, but not found.

Our numbers are hung on our kennels so bare,
we hope every minute that someone will care.

They’ll come to adopt us and give us the call,
“Come here, Max and Sparkie — come fetch your new ball!”

But now we sit here and think of the days
we were treated so fondly — we had cute, baby ways.

Once we were little, then we grew and we grew.
Now we’re no longer young and we’re no longer new.

So out the back door we were thrown like the trash.
They reacted so quickly — why were they so rash?

We “jump on the children,” “don’t come when they call,”
we “bark when they leave us,” “climb over the wall.”

We should have been neutered, we should have been spayed,
now we suffer the consequence of the errors THEY made.

If only they’d trained us, if only we knew,
we’d have done what they asked us and worshiped them, too.

We were left in the backyard, or worse, let to roam.
Now we’re tired and lonely and out of a home.

They dropped us off here and they kissed us goodbye…
“Maybe someone else will give you a try.”

So now here we are, all confused and alone
in a shelter with others who long for a home.

The kind workers come through with a meal and a pat,
with so many to care for, they can’t stay to chat.

They move to the next kennel, giving each of us cheer…
we know that they wonder how long we’ll be here.

We lay down to sleep and sweet dreams fill our heads
of a home filled with love and our own cozy beds.

Then we wake to see sad eyes, brimming with tears –
our friends filled with emptiness, worry, and fear.

If you can’t adopt us and there’s no room at the inn –
could you help with the bills and fill our food bin?

We count on your kindness each day of the year –
can you give more than hope to everyone here?

Please make a donation to pay for the heat…
and help get us something special to eat.

The shelter that cares for us wants us to live,
and more of us will, if more people will give.

– Author Unknown


Christmas cards

December 6th 2008 1:20 am
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Well, mom & dad finally got a Christmas card today. It was from Dexter's dad, one of their pals they met through dogster BOL!!! We met him on trip home from the beach this year. Dexter spent the summer on a multi-state motorcycle ride sitting in the side car. He's my idol! I'm hoping to do that one day. In the meantime, we're keeping count of how many Christmas cards we're getting compared to mom & dad. So far we have 13 and the parents have 1!!!! And we received a package from my girlpup that we're opening on Christmas. BOL, it's a dog's life.



*'Twas The Night Before Christmas*

 2008- Version

November 29th 2008 7:52 pm
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'Twas The Night Before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a schnauzer was stirring, not even a mauz(er);

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St. Milly soon would be there;

The Six Pack were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of chew bones danced in their heads;

And Sniffers in her blankie, and Bella in her cap,

Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

When out in the dog yard there arose such a clatter,

They sprang from the beds to see what was the matter.

Away to the window they flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the Northeastern snow

Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,

When, what to their wondering eyes should appear,

But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny schnauzdeer,

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,

They knew in a moment it must be Milly, what a kick!

Smooth as velvet, the Schnauzers Rule gang came,

And she whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, Samson! now, Buddy! now Murphy, and Finn!

On, Roudy! on Harley! on Oliver! and Winn!

To the top of the fence! to the top of the wall!

Now prance away! prance away! prance away all!"

As effortlessly as our agility champs fly,

When they meet with an obstacle, they take to the sky,

So up to the dog-house the schnauzdeer they flew,

With the sleigh full of dog bones and Miracle, too.

And then, in a twinkling, Lacey heard on the roof

The woo-ing and roo-ing of each little hound.

As she drew in her hand, and was turning around,

Down the chimney Milly came with a bound.

She was dressed all in fur, from her head to her foot,

And her clothes were all tarnished with dog poo and soot;

A bundle of squeaky toys she had flung on her back,

And she looked like a dog trainer just opening her pack.

Her eyes -- how they twinkled! her dimples, how merry!

Her cheeks were like roses, her nose like a cherry!

Her smart little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the hair on her eyebrows were white as the snow;

The end of a leash she held tight in her teeth,

But the rest of it encircled her head like a wreath;

She had a sweet little face and a small little belly,

That shook, when she laughed like a bowlful of Jelly.

She was smilin’ and whistlin’, a right jolly old elf,

And we laughed when we saw her, in spite of ourselves;

A wink of her eye and a twist of her head,

Soon Uno & Georgie knew there was nothing to dread;

She spoke not a word, but went straight to her work,

And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

And laying her finger aside of her nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney she rose;

She sprang to her sleigh, to her schnauzdeer gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard her exclaim, ere she drove out of sight,

"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.

Roo-Roo, Roo-Roo, Roo-Roo, and A-Roo!”

Happy Holidays Everyone from my family to yours!



A Thanksgiving Poem

November 25th 2008 10:09 pm
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'Twas the night of Thanksgiving,
But I just couldn't sleep
I tried counting backwards,
I tried counting sheep.

The leftovers beckoned -
The dark meat and white
But I fought the temptation
With all of my might.

Tossing and turning
With anticipation
The thought of a snack
Became infatuation.

So, I raced to the kitchen,
Flung open the door
And gazed at the fridge,
Full of goodies galore.

I gobbled up turkey
And buttered potatoes,
Pickles and carrots,
Beans and tomatoes.

I felt myself swelling
So plump and so round,
'Til all of a sudden,
I rose off the ground.

I crashed through the ceiling,
Floating into the sky
With a mouthful of pudding
And a handful of pie.

But, I managed to yell
As I soared past the trees....
Happy eating to all -
Pass the cranberries, please.

May your stuffing be tasty,
May your turkey be plump.
May your potatoes 'n gravy
Have nary a lump,
May your yams be delicious
May your pies take the prize,
May your Thanksgiving dinner
Stay off of your thighs.

May your Thanksgiving be blessed!!

~~Author Unknown~~


Happy Veteran's Day and thank you Vetdogs for helping our- veterans!!!

November 11th 2008 10:34 am
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Have you seen ? This is pawsome!!!

What is VetDogs?

Helping those who have served our country honorably to live with dignity and independence whether they are visually impaired or have other special needs, by using guide dogs, service dogs, and innovative technologies

The VetDogs project is a new program from the Guide Dog Foundation for the Blind, Inc. Since its beginning in 1946, the Foundation has always served the needs of veterans, but it has done so as part of its overall mission to improve the quality of life for people who are blind or visually impaired.

In recent years, the Foundation has come to recognize that as veterans age, and as wounded soldiers return home from the global war on terrorism, there would be a greater need for guide dogs and specialized service dogs to help them maintain mobility and independence.

Thus VetDogs was born. We realized that it was important to consolidate our outreach to disabled veterans to address these increased needs. By building cooperative relationships with the military and the Department of Veterans Affairs, and by forging strategic partnerships with other guide and service dog schools to widen the options and availability of services to the veteran, we will ensure that disabled veterans receive all the benefits they need to live in dignity and independence.

We will train and supply guide dogs for the visually impaired veteran and service dogs for those who have disabilities other than blindness. In addition, training on Trekker, an orientation aid that uses GPS technology and digital maps to help blind and visually impaired people navigate unfamiliar territory, is also being offered.

The Guide Dog Foundation plans to be the standard by which the military and the VA measure assistance dog providers, and VetDogs is our way of recognizing the sacrifice made by our men and women in uniform

All of our services are provided at no cost to the veteran.

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