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The Life of the Naughty Twins

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I've been Naughty Tagged!!!!

January 30th 2009 9:02 am
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I was naughty Tagged by Fungi!

I am supposed to name 5 things about me that are naughty..
BOL - that shouldn't be too hard..

Here goes...
1) When I don't want mom to be on the computer any more, I'll jump up on the couch, lay down and put my big ol' labbie head right on the keyboard so she can't type anymore!
2) When Shadow is on the couch and I want to be up there, I'll go to the back door and whine like I have to go potty. Then, when he comes back there I'll turn around and go jump up on the couch where he was!
3) When Maxx (our feline furbro) tries to drink water out of my water dish, I run at him then guard my bowl so he can't drink out of there anymore!
4) I'm a big ol' bed hog! I do usually leave enough room for mom to at least stretch out her legs, as long as she puts one on either side of me!
5) When mom and dad aren't paying attention to me, I'll lay in the middle of the livingroom floor and whine and do my high-pitched 'help me' bark for hours on end!

I am supposed to tag 5 pups and have you share your naughty side... Be watching for a rosette - to see if you get tagged!!!


You Know You're A Dog Person If...

January 27th 2009 2:01 pm
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Thanks Dylan:)

You Know You're A Dog Person If...

You have a kiddie wading pool in the yard but no small children

Lintwheels are on your shopping list every week.

Your freezer containes more dog bones than anything.

You hang around the dog section of your local bookstore way too often.

Your non-dog friends won't eat food prepared in your kitchen.

Your parents refer to your pet as their "grand-dog."

You have baby gates permanently installed at strategic places around the house but no babies.

You open your purse and that big bunch of baggies you use for pick-up pops out .

You skip breakfast so you can walk your dog in the morning before work.

The trash basket is more or less permanently installed in the kitchen sink, to keep the dog out of it while you're at work.

You can't see out the passenger side of the windshield because there are dog nose prints all over the inside.

You don't go to happy hours with co-workers anymore because you need to go home and walk your dog.

You don't think it's the least bit strange to stand in the back yard chirping "Molly, Pee!" over and over at your dog who tends to play and forget what she's our there for.

You go to the pet supply store every Saturday because it's one of the very few places that lets you bring your dog inside, and the dog loves to go with you.

You get an extra long hose on your shower massage just so you can use it to wash the dog in the tub, without making the dog sit hip deep in water.

You and the dog come down with something flu like on the same day. The dog sees the vet while you settle for an over the counter remedy from the drug store.

You not only have dog toys strewn about, but your guests also have to be careful not to trip on the dog jumps. (well we gotta exercise them in the winter somehow)

Your weekend activities are planned around taking your dog for a hike.

You refer to yourself as "mommy" and "daddy".

Your dog sleeps with you.

You'd rather stay home on Saturday night and cuddle your doggies than go to the movies with your sweetie.

You keep an extra water dish in your second-floor bedroom, in case your dog gets thirsty at night.

You avoid vacuuming the house as long as possible because the dogs are afraid of the brain-sucker.

When your dog is getting old and arthritic, and you go buy lumber and build it a small staircase so it can climb onto the bed by itself.

You shovel a zig-zag path in the back yard snow so your dog can reach all of his favorite places.

Your have 32 different names for your dogs. Most make no sense but they understand.

Your dog eats cat poop but you still let him/her kiss you (but not immediately after, of course)

You never completely finish a piece of steak or chicken so the dog gets some too.

Poop has become a source of conversation for you and your significant other.

You are the only idiot walking in the pouring rain because your dog needs his walk.

You send birthday, anniversary and Christmas cards from your dog.

You like people who like your dogs. You despise people who don't.

You lecture people on responsible dog ownership every chance you get.

You keep eating even though you find a dog hair in your pasta.

You carry dog biscuits in your pockets all the time.

You make popcorn just so you can play catch with your dog.

You talk about your dogs like other people talk about their kids.

You have your dog pictures on your office desk. (but no one else's).

Your license plate or license plate frame mentions your dogs.

You match your furniture, carpet and clothes to your dog.

---The American Bloodhound Club Bulletin Spring 1996


Our feline furbro, Cody:(

January 21st 2009 8:29 am
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Mom and dad are sad today. Cody was at the vet on Monday and he is very sick. Mom says that tomorrow her and dad are going to help him go to the bridge where he will feel better an not be sick anymore - isn't that wonderful?!
I am very happy that he will not be sick anymore so why is mom so sad? I've tried to tell her that it's a GOOD thing, but it doesn't help her feel better. Over time I'm sure she will understand.
If you puppers/kitties at the bridge could watch for him tomorrow evening and show him the ropes, I'm sure it would make my mom a little more comfortable. Thanks all!

Big labbie hugs and sloppy kisses -
Abby & Shadow


Vote for me!

January 13th 2009 9:26 am
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Vote for Abby in the BISSELL MVP Photo Contest 2009!

Hopefully this works. Please vote for me as the cutest in Bissels Cutest Pet 2009!


My Secret Santa!

December 18th 2008 4:51 pm
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Mom let Shadow and I open our boxes from our SPP's from Harmony's Health Hut tonite! We got SO MUCH COOL STUFF! Squeaky tennis balls, squeaky stuffies, balls, balls and more balls, tons of healthy treatsies, stockings, reindeer antlers for our heads (mom still hasn't figured out how to get them to stay on!)

Mom got stuff too! A pair of cute PJ's, a photobook, a 2009 calendar, a photo frame and a book on natural dog health! We had the BEST SPP's EVER! We hope that the pups we bought for enjoy the stuff that we got them as much!!!

Hope everypup has a very happy holiday season and a happy and healthy new year!

Big labbie hugs and sloppy kisses - Abby & Shadow!!


Twas the Night Before Christmas Author credit - thanks Sunni

December 9th 2008 8:19 am
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Found the author thanks to Sunni and her family -

Author: Alison Green
Permisson to crosspost granted but please include credit to author and link
back to DDA Watch (link here: 193457689 )


Justice for Karley

December 7th 2008 12:35 pm
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Cross-posting from another group..!!

Everyo ne please go to and leave a comment or just sign the petition. PLEASE CROSS POST


Twas the Night Before Christmas

December 7th 2008 11:23 am
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T’was the night before Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings where hung by the chimney with care
In the hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there

But at the North Pole sudden changes arose
All down to Rudolph and his ruby red nose
Clipboard in hand, a breed expert arrived
He motioned to Santa saying," please step aside".

A smooth haired coat and a muscular build
A broad deep chest our Rudolph did yield
The breed expert's pen, created pages of ticks
Then he suddenly called out "good lord, we've been tricked!"

"This creatures no donkey and clearly no horse!
I know these things! I've attended the course!"
Look at my clipboard the boxes are full!
It's very obvious to me: Rudolph is a pit bull!

Out with the measuring sticks, he explained to Santa the law
And he measured poor Rudolph from shoulder to floor.
As the spectacle continued Santa said with a sigh
He's a reindeer you fool! Why must he die?

"The law is the law" the expert said standing tall,
Then picked up his mobile and made a quick call
The sound of sirens filled the peaceful night air
and Rudolph removed who knew where?

Days turned too weeks and confused and alone
Rudolph pined, for the place he called home
As the first snow started falling Rudolph gave up the fight
And he took his last breath on a cold winters night

You may think this is funny, if a little untrue.
But how would you like it, if it happened to you?
If your dog was taken because of its look...
Because it ticked enough boxes in some silly book?

Regardless of parentage it doesn't matter what breed
If it ticks enough boxes then it's a done deed
So humor me here and pretend this is true
Think how you would feel if it happened to you.

Cuddle your hounds while you have them close by
For some spend this Christmas, waiting to die.
Now back to the story, it doesn't end there
One more short verse I need to share

Santa fetched Rudolph's body and cried for his friend
And swore to himself, this would not be the end
And I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
"The law is wrong, please help us to fight!"

Author Unknown


A Big Breeds Prayer

November 28th 2008 5:11 am
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Spirit in the sky,who watches over all animals:it is my prayer and my request
that you grant greater understanding and acceptance to humans;those who love
us,and those who hate us.
That they will know how loyal we are,how brave we are and how loving we are.
Help them to accept us as a breed in whole and not let a few tragedies shine
brighter then the many great traits that we have.

And those who would kill me,let them know,i forgive them even though i don't
understand their hatred.
And those who would beat me,let them know i still love them,even though it is
not the honorable way.
Thank you for all the strong traits that you have given to me and my breed.
Help those to know that i stand for courage,strenght,loyalty and bravery.
And as my master all ready knows,let those who would come against my FAMILY
know that i would surely DIE defending them!
And just one thing that i would ask:Let my master know that if you should call
me away,that i will wait patiently at those pearley gates until the one who
chose me comes home.


Courtesy of Minister Misty - Big Breeds International


Dog Moms

November 26th 2008 6:51 am
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I 'borrowed' this from another Dogster Group - thanks Annie!

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 everyday, 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 my 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

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