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I Am Your Dog

July 13th 2008 2:21 am
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I Am Your Dog -- Author Unknown

I am your dog, and I have a little something I'd like to whisper in your ear. I know that you humans lead busy lives. Some have to work, some have children to raise. It always seems like you are running here and there, often much too fast, often never noticing the truly grand things in life. Look down at me now, while you sit there at your computer. See the way my dark brown eyes look at yours? They are slightly cloudy now. That comes with age. The gray hairs are beginning to ring my soft muzzle.

You smile at me; I see love in your eyes. What do you see in mine? Do you see a spirit? A soul inside, who loves you as no other could in the world? A spirit that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrong doing for the just a simple moment of your time? That is all I ask. To slow down, if even for a few minutes to be with me. So many times you have been saddened by the words you read on that screen, of others of my kind, passing. Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly, sometimes so suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat. Sometimes, we age so slowly before your eyes that you may not even seem to know until the very end, when we look at you with grizzled muzzles and cataract clouded eyes. Still the love is always there, even when we must take that long sleep, to run free in a distant land.

I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here next week. Someday you will shed the water from your eyes, that humans have when deep grief fills their souls, and you will be angry at yourself that you did not have just 'One more day' with me. Because I love you so, your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me. We have NOW, together. So come, sit down here next to me on the floor, and look deep into my eyes. What do you see? If you look hard and deep enough we will talk, you and I, heart to heart. Come to me not as 'alpha' or as 'trainer' or even 'Mom or Dad', come to me as a living soul and stroke my fur and let us look deep into one another?s eyes, and talk.

I may tell you something about the fun of chasing a tennis ball, or I may tell you something profound about myself, or even life in general. You decided to have me in your life because you wanted a soul to share such things with. Someone very different from you, and here I am. I am a dog, but I am alive. I feel emotion, I feel physical senses, and I can revel in the differences of our spirits and souls I do not think of you as a 'Dog on two feet'. I know what you are. You are human, in all your quirkiness, and I love you still.

Now come sit with me, on the floor. Enter my world, and let time slow down if only for 15 minutes. Look deep into my eyes, and whisper to my ears Speak with your heart, with your joy and I will know your true self. We may not have tomorrow, and life is oh so very short.
Love today!
(on behalf of canines everywhere)

 

Tortoise hatchlings

September 24th 2008 8:50 pm
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My mom's friends are caretakers for about 6 different sized desert tortoises. One of them had some babies hatch. I have a photo of them on my page. I would love to play with them!!!

 

Retrieving

October 6th 2008 10:27 am
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I finally have learned to retrieve the proper way. I've always been good at chasing balls but hanging on to them. Mom tired something different that the Triad suggested once - throw a second ball. That works. I always drop the ball in my mouth to go get the new one! Thanks guys. But if I have a toy in my mouth and mom throws another while I'm across the yard, I try to pick up both of them - BOL!!!


Winston

 

Obama Puppy

November 5th 2008 1:50 am
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Remember when they had a poll to choose which puppy the Obama family should get? It's posted here: http://www.akc.org/poll/special/presidential.cfm The poodle was chosen as #1. Now that President-elect Obama was publicly promised his daughters a puppy, let's see if they take the advice of the poll! I still think a Miniature Schnauzer would be best!!!


Winston

 

My Dog Lives Here

November 22nd 2008 8:31 am
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My dog and I live in this house. You are welcome to come and visit me anytime but we have a few things that you must understand before you visit.

You must expect a few dog hairs to stick to your clothes. I vacuum and clean every day but a Dog lives in this house too.

You may be licked and given a paw a few times but he does this because he loves people and wants to say hello, so if you feel that you are too good for his love then you are not welcome here because this is his home too.

My dog is well mannered and very clean but if you are one of those people who think all animals are dirty and smell then go away. You are not the type of person that I care to associate with.

If you don’t like the sound of barking, then my home is not going to be a comfortable place for you to visit. My dog protects me by letting me know I have a visitor. Whether it be a friend or uninvited stranger. If you are a friend, my dog will consider you his friend too but if you are an unwelcome guest, my dog will protect me with his life as I would his. Do not expect me to lock my dog in another room during your visit. I have trained my dog well so he will not do anything to you except maybe want a pat on the head. I will not subject him to feel as if he is being punished by locking him away for no reason. That would just be cruel.

When you walk in my home, be careful not to trip on a squeaky toy or a bone. These are my dog’s little treasures and I will not take them away from him just to show you that I keep a clean house. He knows where all his toys are. They may not look like much to you, but to him, they are worth more than gold.

You see, This is OUR home. We have been together since he was a small pup scampering around the house, a tiny bit of a thing only a few weeks old. I raised him into a well mannered, beautifully behaved dog. I am proud of him.

I consider him my personal gift from God. He has done nothing but give me his endless love and devotion for many years. I love him dearly and want to make his years happy ones. As happy as he makes mine. When you go home to your family, he stays here with me. A fine and loving companion. He is MY family and I wouldn’t change that for the world. When times were hard, we both went hungry. When it was cold and there was no heat, we both kept each warm. When I was sick, he stayed right by my side as I did his when he was not having a good day.

A better friend I could not ask for. When no one else cared, my dog did. He has given me nothing but pure joy and I love him endlessly.

So please understand that I am not being rude. I’m just looking out for my best friend.

Author Unknown

 

A thanksgiving thought

November 25th 2008 10:17 pm
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The day I give thanks for having a nose
Is Thanksgiving Day, for do you suppose
That Thanksgiving dinner would taste as good
If you couldn't smell it? I don't think it would.
Could apple pie baking---turkey that's basting
Not be for the smelling? Just be for tasting?
It's a cranberry-cinnamon-onion bouquet!
Be thankful for noses on Thanksgiving Day.

~~By Bobbi Katz.~~

 

My 5th Birthday!!!

December 2nd 2008 12:38 am
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Today is my 5th Birthday - woo hoo and aarrrroooooo! Mom says I'm supposed to start calming down now - BOL....then she said I'll probably won't start calming down until I'm 10 years old. I think she's right. Well, I stayed up late to sneak in a diary entry. Can't wait to see what the day will bring!

I got this message from dogster:

Dear Winston,

Woof woof!

We want to wish you a very Happy Birthday full of love and joy and tail wagging. We are thrilled to be able to celebrate it with you!

Winston will be profiled today with other birthday doggies on Dogster's special Birthday Stroll.

Since it's your birthday we want to give you something special, so we have given you 25 Dogster bones and one vote of 5 Paws! Dogster loves you!

Sincerely,
Your Friends at Dogster

YUMMY bones! Treats already. This is gonna be a great day! Aarrroooo!

Winston

 

Before I Was a Dog Mom

December 15th 2008 5:55 pm
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Our pal Putter posted this in another group & mom loved it!

Before I Was A dog Mom


Before I was a dog Mom:
I made and ate hot meals unmolested.
I had unstained, unfurred clothes.
I had quiet conversations on the phone,
even if the doorbell rang.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I slept as late as I wanted
And never worried about how late I got to bed
or if I could get into my bed.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I cleaned my house every day.
I never tripped over toys, stuffies, chewies
Or invited the neighbor's dog over to play.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I didn't worry if my plants, cleansers, plastic bags,
toilet paper, soap or deodorant
were poisonous or dangerous.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I had never been peed on
Pooped on
Drooled on
Chewed on
Or pinched by puppy teeth.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I had complete control of
My thoughts,
My body and mind.
I slept all night without sharing
the covers or pillow.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I never looked into big, soulful eyes and cried.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn't stop a hurt.
I never knew something so furry and four-legged
could affect my heart so deeply.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I had never held a sleeping puppy
just because I couldn't put it down.
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
every 10 minutes to make sure all was well.
I didn't know how warm it feels inside
to feed a hungry puppy.
I didn't know that something so small
could make me feel so important.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I had never known the warmth,
the joy,
the love,
the heartache,
the wonderment
or the satisfaction of being
A dog Mom


Author Unknown

 

Twelve Treats of Christmas!

December 22nd 2008 10:01 am
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On the first day of Christmas, my hoomins gave to me an apple from under the tree...

On the 2nd day of Christmas, my hoodlims gave to me ... two rubber kongs, and an apple from under the tree.

On the 3rd day of Christmas my hoomis gave to me ... three squeaking woobies, two rubber kongs, and an apple from under the tree.

On the 4th day of Christmas my hoomins gave to me ... four rawhide chews. three squeeking woobies, two rubber kongs, and an apple from under the tree.

On the 5th day of Christmas my hoomins gave to me ... five tennis balls!!!! Four raw hide chews, three squeeking woobies, two rubber kongs, and an apple from under the tree.

On the 6th day of Christmas my hoomins gave to me ... six twisty rope tugs, five tennis balls. four raw hide chews, three squeeking woobies, two rubber kongs, and an apple from under the tree.

On the 7th day of Christmas my hoomins gave to me ... seven buster cubes , six twisty rope tugs, five tennis balls. four raw hide chews, three squeeking woobies, two rubber kongs, and an apple from under the tree.

On the 8th day of Christmas my hoomins gave to me... eight flying Frisbees, seven buster cubes, six twisty rope tugs, five tennis balls. four raw hide chews, three squeeking woobies, two rubber kongs, and an apple from under the tree.

On the 9th day of Christmas my hoomins gave to me ... nine nylabones, eight flying Frisbees, seven buster cubes, six twisty rope tugs, five tennis balls. four raw hide chews, three squeeking woobies, two rubber kongs, and an apple from under the tree.

On the 10th day of Christmas my hoomins gave to me ... ten bully stix, nine nylabones, eight flying Frisbees, seven buster cubes, six twisty rope tugs, five tennis balls. four raw hide chews, three squeeking woobies, two rubber kongs, and an apple from under the tree.

On the 11th day of Christmas my hoomins gave to me... eleven flexi-leashes, ten bully stix, nine nylabones, eight flying Frisbees, seven buster cubes, six twisty rope tugs, five tennis balls. four raw hide chews, three squeeking woobies, two rubber kongs, and an apple from under the tree.

On the 12th day of Christmas my hoomins gave to me ... twelve obedience lessons, eleven flexi-leashes, ten bully stix, nine nylabones, eight flying Frisbees, seven buster cubes ,six twisty rope tugs, five tennis balls. four raw hide chews, three squeeking woobies, two rubber kongs, and an apple from under the tree.

~~~

Hope you get plenty of treats this holiday celebration with your family!

Winston & family

 

Happenings at home

January 2nd 2009 12:05 am
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Mom has signed up Finnegan and me for some training. We met our new trainer this week, and I really like him. Mom says I have had a lot of anxiety. I'm anxious around people and don't trust them a lot. I love my mom & dad, but it takes a long time to warm up to other people, sometimes never! I bark a lot - at everything - sounds like doorbells, people talking or walking by on the street, things that move, things I think may move, new things, on and on. And I'm the boss of Finnegan. When he comes in the door I bark in his face. When I come in the door, I bark in his face. When we go outside I chase him and bark, bark, bark. When mom & dad come in the house I bark, bark, bark, bark (you get the idea) and get over excited! So after meeting our new trainer, after being evaluated and being on leash for a while, I really liked him. I jumped up on his lap and sniffed him & all his stuff and settled in. Mom was amazed to see me take to a new person so quickly.

One of the things our trainer taught mom was how to give effective commands to stop barking. I may not quit after her first try, but I do after the second! And she stops me from barking at other people and Finn, unless we're playing outside. Mom says it's a lot more peaceful around the house. I'll never stop barking, I'm a good guard dog and mom thanks me for that. But I'm learning to work with her. Anything to make my mommy happy!

Winston

 
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