I'll try my Belgian best to fill some really special paws, Mica

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Meet Molly..a real Angel

January 2nd 2008 7:28 pm
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Repeated from Mica's diary..

A few months ago, Mirra & I met Molly & some of her mates when we asked them to be our pup pals. She signed my guest book & we added her to our adoptable Dogsters slideshow- now on Mirra's page. Once in awhile, we get word from a dog who writes to say "thanks"..as they found a furever home!

There are few long time residents that have not been as fortunate. Molly, and a few others, come to mind at least once a day around here. We watch & we wait to see what having faith & hope might bring about. As for Molly, her story so tragic, we've never really been the same. It's hard to forget the visual image that must have changed her life in an instant. A walk not for her own freedom, but unknowingly, a parting gift for a loved one.

I'd like to have the foster mom tell the story (below). We awoke New Years Day to the news that Molly earned her wings. We wanted other dogs & cats & their people to meet her too. She deserved more than she received, and we only hope that her life before she came to the shelter forever was one befitting a dog like Molly. All dogs deserve the best. We all know that.

We are nearly beyond words to describe the emptiness this loss created. We'll miss you Molly.

From Molly's page:

Molly and her brother dog, Baxter, were brought to the Shelter when their owner's health declined and could no longer care for them. The 2 dogs were lifetime companions. Baxter was lucky enough to be adopted recently. Our volunteers had to walk Molly with Baxter to his new owner's car because the two dogs didn't want to be apart. Although we are thrilled for Baxter, poor Molly was left alone. With teary eyes, our volunteers tried to comfort Molly while she wondered when Baxter would return. Molly is a 14 year old girl.

Poor Molly was too stressed out at the shelter. With the combination of her age and her stress, her liver started to shut down. We had to put Molly down last night, she was surrounded by shelter workers and volunteers who had taken care of her.

Thank you for reading about Molly. Mirra asked me to take special care of her & left her bones to share with all the Angels. I'll do my best sweetheart.
Love, Mica

If you would like to meet her & pay your condolences, here is the link:

http://www.dogster.com/dogs/580754

 

Mica sent me snow for Christmas

December 26th 2007 4:19 pm
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My Angel big sister whispered a wish on my behalf, both to the pawrents & to God.
It wasn't huge, but for the bananabelt, it was something!

Mom, dad and Mckenna were here with me when I first saw snow.

Technical difficulties seem to be keeping us from being able to post video, but I was able to talk mom into posting a few stills. Hoping everyone had a wish come true.
Let's keep praying and hoping those that didn't come will still!
It's the season of joy.

Thank you Mica. You will always be our wonderpup. As soon as we get a real snow, watch for our snow Angels, ok?

Love, Mirra

 

I heard them talking & they don't know I know, so keep it a- secret, OK?

December 24th 2007 10:29 am
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I have no idea who Santa Paws is, but they say,
"just wait. You'll see!"

I've been waiting. So far, I am rather clueless, which is off for a Belgian.
Goes against my nature not to be completely "in the know."

And, there has been all this talk about snow.. It was Mica's favorite, and I want to thank her for sending the pawrents a brilliant idea. I know it had to be my Angel. If the snow won't come to us, I heard them say,

"we'll just have to take Mirra to the snow."

The freezing level is way down-so it could be any time. Not today, with talk of a more complicated dinner, but tomorrow or Boxing Day is not out of the possibilities.

Cool.

Literally & figuratively.

I'll keep you posted, one and all.

With Love,
Mirra & Mica-the wonderpup Angel-still working her magic.

 

A Doggy Winterland

December 7th 2007 3:50 pm
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Some of Mica's Belgian pals sent this.. It's obviously written by a male dog, and sorry we don't know who wrote it. To the tune of " A Winter Wonderland."

Have your pawrents sing it when outdoors-so the neighbors think they've lost it.
Hope you enjoy it as much as we did.

(and, please, oh please, send snow my way..I still have no idea what all the fuss is about, but it sounds, well,
Like a doggy wonderland!

Dog tags ring, are you listening?
In the lane, snow is glistening.
It's yellow, NOT white, I've been there tonight,
Marking up my winter wonderland.

Smell that tree? That's my fragrance.
It's a sign for wandering vagrants;
Avoid where I pee, it's MY pro-per-ty!
Marked up as my winter wonderland.

In the meadow mom will build a snowman,
Following the classical design.
Then I'll lift my leg and let it go, Man,
So all the world will know that it's
Mine-mine-mine!

Straight from me to the fence post,
Flows my natural incense boast;
Stay off of my TURF, this small piece of earth,
I marked it as my winter wonderland.

Happy HOWLidays

 

Patience is a virtue, mom

December 5th 2007 10:31 pm
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Methinks perhaps that our young Mirra has reached ADD-O? Less Sense..

No sooner was I telling Mckenna this afternoon how well-behaved Mirra has been, did a strange noise come from the kitchen..it was an odd rustling sound, one that I didn't identify with Mirra, and one I needed to investigate, immediately. It seems likely that since I went one direction into the galley kitchen, she exited the other.. (what can I say, she's a bright girl).

So I round the corner, only to 'just about' trip over a freshly baked and sliced loaf of bread lying all over the 'what at this point had better be clean' (enough) hardwood floors..
and Mirra-a short ways away holding on tight to a cellophane bag-hence the rustling noise!

When I suggested a trade, she commenced to shake it- the 'breaking-its-neck phase of the bread bag kill'..
and me, just praying to Mica-the angel for strength.. to hold my tongue, and gently say "drop it!"

Fortunately she did, with a little more encouragement.
It's no wonder I'm almost completely grey.

 

I 'guess' I love Rock & Roll.. what do I know, I'm only a- puppy!

December 4th 2007 11:43 pm
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Mom says I'm a stitch.

Dad's away for work, so mom asked me tonight before bed if I wanted to 'do my chores.' I decided to go out. I went with her and was quick, but I discovered the neatest, coolest night time thing I should like to investigate further. A bunch of bugs I'd never seen on the wet pavement- scurrying every which way in the light.. Dad never uses the lights outside for this, and he doesn't know what he's missing!

Mom called me over the threshold, but I really was fascinated with all of this under the bright lights.. I couldn't tear myself away. I looked up, and wanted to listen, and then had my first dance lesson, the Belgian jitterbug. This (kind of obnoxious) black bug kept coming after me, and all I really wanted was a closer look. I swear. Ask any spider in town and it'll tell you I'm no nonsense about them. You bug me and you're dead. Mom says I get that from Mica.

So I tried to roll it over. Boy was that a mistake. It advanced, facing me-not backing down even tho I was 750,000 times its size.. so I, instinctively (as the kind-hearted pup I am) jumped backwards- giving it ALL the room to run but no.. so again I tried to check it out, same thing happened. Mom starts to chuckle from the doorway.
It's late, mom's hysterical and I'm getting flack from a bug.

I finally come inside, and just trying to 'get' all of what just happened, and as mom wipes down my very very muddy puppy paws, she says, "that's a beetle, Mirra." I was thinking, 'well, it really seems to have an attitude."
And this is where she lost me, but spent the next several minutes trying to explain the joke, in between laughter. Good thing dad wasn't here. I have a much better sense of humor.

She says, "well, it must have known that you are a 'Stones" fan, Mirra."

get it?
Beatles/Stones?
Yes, her age is showing and thankfully she is not a stand-up comic, or I might be facing a bath from being hit with tomatos.

BUT
Then I got it, sort of.
I'll break it down. Mom's a rockhound, Mica was named for a rock, and my dad comes from Obsidian Belgians. I'm resting comfortably now under mom's desk, wondering if that bug will have nightmares of "MIRRACULA!"
I can only hope.

 

Thank goodness for dogs

November 29th 2007 4:13 pm
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oh for goodness sake...

Mom's having surgery soon on both eyes. When she realized JUST NOW that she thought today was the 30th (it's hard for her to see, you see), Mica whispered, that's okay pup, you'll probably get the royal treatment tomorrow anyway..

I'm glad we dogs can look after mom, she obviously needs looking after..
Thanks to everyone who wrote us thinking of me.

xo, Mirra

p.s.
I'm back on the couch!

 

I'm six months old today & I wonder if I have learned my- lesson?

November 29th 2007 11:43 am
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In my family, we celebrate half-birthdays. Today is my very first one.
I was born in Canada six months ago today, 30 November 2007!

I have been with my furever family four months now, and I am told I am a good puppy. I still disappear (I call it being invisible) but thankfully only due to my coloring. I blend in with a lot, but since I have grown some I don't get stepped on as often anymore. I'm whisper quiet when I move, so I can sneak up on you and can, as mom says, 'scare the livin' daylights out of you.'

I'm a friendly puppy and very inquisitive. I have my moments, like anyone I suppose. Only this morning I thought to revisit the upstairs bathroom while mom checked the laundry one floor below. I didn't eat much of the bath tissue, but sadly, it left a very visible and very long 'white' trail around the corner and off into the dining room. It's one time when my black coloring betrayed me-it was hard to hide the white stuff dangling from my lips, but I think I smiled when mom came around the corner, just the same.

I heard Mica did that once, but didn't eat it either. Perhaps I'm just finding my own Belgian legs around here, as this is my second time. I didn't get scolded, but I was asked to get down off the couch a few minutes later.

"One has to earn the right to do certain things around here, and in some instances, must be invited by a person." I say this because I had already thought of jumping up on the couch with mom. It has not been even a week since I was 'asked', and already I'm who-knows-where now.

I'm smart enough to know that I probably should have found something better to do when I was trusted to be left on my own. Oh well, always happy to to give the pawrents something to talk about later on, right?

I Hope everyone has a good day. So far, so good for this puppy.

 

Thanksgiving TAG!!

November 11th 2007 11:47 am
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I was tagged by Greta Grace, a sweet miniature Schnauzer. Thank you my friend.

Here's the rules:
Because it’s Thanksgiving time, there's a small change to the rules. Each player tells 7 special things they are 'thankful' for. Tagged dogs post the rules in their diary with their 7 things, and choose 7 pups to tag. Let them know by pawmail or rosette that they've been tagged and to read your diary for the instructions on how to play.

7 Things I’m Thankful For:

1. My 'furever' home and my family who loves me.
2. My angel sister, Mica-the wonderpup, who sent me here at just the right time.
3. The opportunity for a happy, fulfilled life as a service dog, like Mica was.
4. A big safe yard to play in and a warm bed at night.
5. Fresh water and healthy tasty food each and every day.
6. The good friends in my life who treat me kindly and teach me new things.
7. Dogster, to have the chance to try and help other dogs get 'furever' homes too.

I tag (in no particular order):

1. Lil Miss Mya
2. Bingo
3. Portos
4. Destry
5. Cookie
6. Hamish
7. Wigo Black z Kovarny
8. My Uncle Goofball Mavredes the First-cuz mom can't count and cuz it's a 'special' game, a puppy gets to break the rules when she sees fit and he is SO worth it. (thank you)

 

Mica and Mirra are "Feeling BLUE"

November 5th 2007 11:27 am
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The same as Mica's diary..

Some of the following is cut & pasted from Blue's son Zeke's message, who tagged me. With our thanks to him and Suika, who then tagged Mirra. We Belgians will double our efforts for our pal. Please help if you can.

SO many pals stepped up for our pal Cheyenne, who is now safe at home.

Time to get those paws moving, this is a project with many purposes! The main goal is to get even more pups & people aware of BLUE's plight outside our immediate circles, it is also with hopefully the strength in numbers a way to show the ever watching dogster crew our efforts & determination (we have more reasons and ideas rolling that need dogster's support and partnership).

It involves diaries and a game of tag!
BUT it is unique!
What we need every pup to do is:
PLEASE

First write an entry in your diary titled "Feeling BLUE" (If you don't have a diary now is as good a reason to start if any!) Then write a message expressing how it feels to miss BLUE or friend or how you would feel if you were lost/separated from your family.

PLEASE include this information (ok to cut & paste) in your diary.

Blue, a black and white Siberian Husky (4 year old male, brown eyes, micro
chipped) has been missing since May 8, 2007 from Brighton, MI.
Dogster page: http://www.dogster.com/dogs/620507
Website : http://whereisblue.com
E-mail: inform@whereisblue.com
Telephone: (313) 550-6095
Reward offered for his return, no questions asked.
Permission and gratitude for cross posting. Thank you!

Next pick 5 to 10 pals* ****important**** make sure they are unique as in pals of yours that might not run in the same social circles as we want the tag to reach out not move in circles amongst us or tag pals with many different pup pals and send pawmail or rosettes including a message..

You are dear to me, a special friend. Please read my diary and see how much a friend means to me, especially if they were missing. This is a very unique tag, you do NOT have to tag anyone else but I ask you in the spirit of friendship to write in your own diary and title it "Feeling BLUE" and how
you would feel if you were lost or separated from family & friends and include BLUE's information which you may take from my entry."

Mirra and I were most fortunate to help a pal in need a short time ago. We then got to meet Cheyenne's mom. It was so easy to be able to post her pup's image on our pages and ask others to help, so we did. Then they did. To be a part of something so special was a gift in itself. We gained a very special set of friends that we would never trade. We can't know what Cheyenne or Blue has gone through, but it must be terrifying beyond human words, such that we hope and pray we never have to go through this horror. I know it would destroy our mom. We can hope and pray and offer what we can to share the burden and lessen the load of the loved ones closest to Blue.

It is such a small deed really, if you stop and think about it. It is almost painful not to be able to offer more in this time of need. I know Blue needs us, and we'll be here for him as long as he needs us.
God Speed Good Pal.

LOVE, Mica & Mirra

WhereIsBlue

We have chosen to tag a baker's dozen..

Cheyenne
Tabby
GraceLynn
Maggie
PITA
Tasha
Rah
Penny
Petey
Jack O Lantern
Muffin
Island Guide Dog
The Tater Tots

We sincerely hope this will help you Blue.

 
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