March 16th 2008 2:33 pm
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On March 26, 2008 I will have been in my forever home for exactly one year!
My parents had a run of bad luck before I arrived and we will all breathe a sigh of relief that I've made it thus far. Let me explain...
I was abandoned at some point when I was very young (quite the undignified way to treat such a beautiful Aussie as myself, don't you think?). Anyway, I digress. For a long period of time (no one knows how long), I was all alone, wandering around the highways and byways of North Carolina. Some think I may have been a victim of Hurricaine Katrina, but no one knows for sure. In any event, for a very long time I was completely alone and had to learn to fend for myself...so I developed quite the liking for unlimited wandering whenever and wherever I chose (I quite dislike this "leash and collar" thing my parents have been forced to impose on me now).
At some point in time, I must have wandered too close to the roadway and was apparently hit by a vehicle of some type and left to heal on my own. As a result of this, my back legs splay outwardly a bit, giving me a very distinctive gait! My parents think I might have been hit by a UPS truck since I go ballistic whenever one of those brown monsters approaches our home!
I guess I have a pretty strong constitution to have healed all by myself and still be able to walk (and pull very hard on my leash when being "walked").
Also, I must have eaten just about anything I could fit into my mouth during this time as vet visits (since I was adopted) have indicated the top layer of enamel is quite damaged on my teeth (but they're still VERY white and straight...helped along by Greenies and DentaBones my parents give me to brush my teeth). OK, enough about my journey for a bit. I need to tell you how I happened to come to my home a year ago....
My new Mom and Dad had an Aussie mix dog named "Buddy" that they loved with all their hearts for 10 years. When Buddy passed away in 1995 (the year I was born), my parents were devastated and went through a long period of intense grief and depression. They had been a "pack" and felt like a tripod with only two legs without Buddy.
After being so sad and lonely for about six months, Mom and Dad decided to try to adopt another dog. So, they went to a shelter and adopted a really cute little husky named "Rascal". He was a very sweet and gentle little dog and my parents grew to love him really fast. But, after having Rascal for only 4 months, one day out of the blue, he bit the UPS man in the front yard. Well, the UPS man wasn't bit bad (really only a hard nip), but he reported it to the Animal Control people and had to be quarantined for 10 days and now had a "record" with a warning to Mom and Dad that if he ever bit anyone again, they could be sued and lose everything they had (which isn't all that much). Mom and Dad were very upset, but since they're real old and living on Social Security, they had to come to a decision about Rascal's future. They ended up having to return Rascal to the shelter, which involved even more heartache (but they kept track and found out that Rascal got adopted by a really great family...so they were very happy and relieved.)
So, another couple of months went by with Mom and Dad feeling empty all over again (after all, they've always had a dog). Finally, in May 2005, Mom found a beautiful little golden retreiver mix on the internet and they ended up adopting him, naming him "Spirit" in memory of their beloved Buddy. All went ok, Spirit was a happy little dog and brought my parents much joy....until October 11, 2005. That day, Dad had gone to the grocery store with Spirit (as he had many times before) and when they got home and Dad opened the door, Spirit bolted out the door suddenly (he'd always just sat there and waited before) and started racing around the neighborhood. He was like lightening, crossing streets and yards as fast as he could with many of the neighbors trying to catch him. But, before anyone could reach him, Spirit ran out in the street just as a car was coming and his little life ended right there. Mom found him and you can imagine how upset she and Dad both were AGAIN!
So, another period of grief ensued for the next several months. Meanwhile, I was picked up by a dog "cop" and put into a shelter in Newport News, VA. I was on death row when a rescue organization in Arlington, VA saw my listing and raced down to Newport News and saved me. Then they put my picture and description up on the internet on Petlink to try to find me a home. My parents had decided they would just have to live without a dog by then, but a friend of theirs saw my listing on Petlink and called my Mom. At first, Mom said "No, thank you, but we've decided not to get another dog." But, the friend insisted that Mom and Dad at least go take a look, explaining that they'd know why when they saw my picture. So, Mom said ok, just to please the friend. When Mom and Dad saw my picture, they almost fainted....I look enough like their so loved "Buddy" to be his twin!! Well, that was that...Mom and Dad came to see me on March 22nd and I was brought to their home on March 26, 2007! Everyone who saw me couldn't believe it...I look SO much like Buddy (only I'm only about half Buddy's size, which is good for Mom and Dad since they are older now and would have a hard time with a dog as large as Buddy was).
So, here I am (it doesn't seem possible to any of us that it's been a year) home with Mom and Dad who adore me. It all seemed kinda like Divine intervention, y'know?
Well, I'm new to this forum and don't really know how it works yet, but I thought I'd introduce myself and will write more later when Mom isn't so tired.
I'm glad to meet any new friends and will be much better at this when Mom learns how everything works.
Till then....WOOF, WOOF....glad to meet you!
March 18th 2008 11:13 pm
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OK, about my tail!! Now, some of you who see my picture may think to yourself (if you're feeling like a snarky little doggie today)...."I thought Australian Shepherd purebreds had no tail?" Well, you are kinda right and kinda wrong.
Most Aussies with no tail means their tail was cropped (cut off....ewwww!) when they were pups to meet something called "conformation" or whatever by those who care about stuff like that. BUT, I was born with a gorgeous, plumey tail, I came to my Mom and Dad's with the same tail and Mom and Dad would never cut if off...they think it's beautiful and (let's face it), nobody's perfect, right? So, thankfully, I have my tail and my parents just love to see it wagging real hard whenever they approach me...cool, huh? Tell me I don't know how to play them like a violin!!
It's hard on Mom's vacuum cleaner, but that's ok 'cause I HATE the vacuum cleaner anyway!! Plus that, I have such a great Dad that he does most of the vacuuming 'cause he's stronger than Mom. Mom has the job of brushing out all the briars and debris I pick up when my Dad takes me out...so, it's pretty even, and I actually don't shed much (can you believe that?).
Well, we had a big outing today and my Mom's pretty tired, so I guess I'll waddle on into bed now (it's 2am...early for me and Mom).
Check you guys later....WOOF, WOOF~~!
March 24th 2008 10:10 pm
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Well, there I was sleeping soundly this morning and here comes my Dad with my leash. Of course, immediately upon hearing the leash clinking togther I jumped up...must be walk time!!!
Humph...but, noooo, we went to my vet to get my Lyme booster shot (I did get a walk afterward, so all wasn't lost).
The good news is that my Mom had been concerned because I have a clear runny nose and "clear my throat" a lot at night. Mom thought I might have an upper respiratory problem. But, the vet said that it was just allergies and to continue giving me Benadryl at night (just like Mom and Dad take) for my allergies. Mom was VERY relieved to hear that. AND, the vet said my back legs seemed fit as possible right now, my heart and lungs also sounded good. So, I guess I got an "A" on my health report, to the great relief of my folks!
Then, me and Dad and Mom went for a ride later (I LOVE riding anywhere), so all in all it was a very good day for me. Dad cooked steak for dinner and I got a few pieces....now what can be better than that!
So now, we're all going to bed (after taking our Benadryl) and hoping for a great night's sleep!
A big WOOF shout out to all you guys and gals!!
March 29th 2008 4:34 am
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Well, wouldn't you know it....on the biggest day in the history of the world, MY FIRST ANNIVERSARY in my forever home (Marh 26, 2008), my Mom's computer went down completely and I wasn't able to spread the news!! I suspected sabotage, but Mom assured me that this happens to computers sometimes and there was no attempt to steal my thunder...ok, I guess..WOOF!
So, my uncle John, VERY upset about my chance to shout out about something SO important to EVERYONE, as usual came to my Mom's rescue and bought her a new CPU for her computer!! I think that was so thoughtful of him to do that for me (and, well, Mom, too)! Uncle John came over yesterday (March 28th) and got the new computer all hooked up for Mom while she was sick in bed. WOW, what a surprise that was for Mom and I when Mom woke up!! A friend of my Uncle John's got on the phone with our ISP (I think that means "Immediately Serve Puppies") and got us up online in no time...isn't that cool? By the way, that friend is "Lady Izabella" and "Sir Bob Marley"s Mom (they're pup pals of mine).
So, a few days late, but WOOF!! WOOF!!, I'm shoutin' the news, I'm spreading the word...I'm a whole year in now and am no longer suspicious that this is just gonna be one more temporary stop in my journey....I'm IN for good!!!!
What a relief it is to know that I'm truly loved and part of a forever family...those lonely days on the road all alone are o-v-e-r for me, I'm a lucky pup and so are my Mom and Dad. We make a good trio!
Dad cooked a steak and made some of it unseasoned and gave me about 5 pieces...ever so much more to my liking that a dumb cake (though I'm sure I wouldn't turn down cake if someone offered me some...that would make for some good Aussie wiggles, don't you think?
Mom gave me one of those neat cupcake things for my page to celebrate the big event!!
So, that's my big news for today (even if it is a couple of days late) and I'm sure all of you are excited for me. Don't we all wish we could help find forever homes for all those pups out there still looking?
You guys all have a great day, ok!
April 1st 2008 12:42 am
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Well, folks, the strangest thing happened to me tonight. We were all asleep in our bedroom and suddenly I started making a kind of (wooawooawoo) soounds. Of course, Mom woke up and got down on the floor with me (I haven't been sleeping in bed much lately...another changed behavior). At first Mom thought I was having nightmares, so she kept petting me and telling me "Everything's ok, Sullyman, you're just having a bad dream". Well, then I woke up and started heading for the door to go out. But, before I could get there I stopped in the hallway and acted like I was going to throw up, so Mom got a towel and put it on the rug, but I didn't throw up.
Mom let me out just in case I had to go potty, but it was raining really hard, so I did my business and came right back in. While Mom was toweling me off, I started to "hiccup"!! Mom felt all around in my mouth to see if I had something stuck in there, but there was nothing. Soooo, I kept "hiccuping"!
Mom patted me on the back and under my chest to see if she could stop it, but that didn't work.
So, then Mom got me a Milk Bone (thinking that if I started chewing on something, it might stop the hiccups). Guess what, it worked!!
So we all went back to bed and Mom couldn't go back to sleep for keeping an eye on me, so she decided to write about my "hiccups" in my diary.
Have any of you doggies out there ever had "hiccups"? We're just wondering, because Mom has never seen or heard of a dog having "hiccups"!!
It was really weird, but now Mom's kinda laughing about it since they stopped and I seem fine now.
OK, gotta get my beauty sleep and let Mom get back to bed now!
April 5th 2008 12:49 am
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Woofs to you, Nikaya, for tagging me! You are a good pal :)!
(Nikaya, who tagged me, is one of my best pals and is a gorgous Husky! You should check out Nikaya's site...it's really great and his Mommy is a wonderful person! You can find Nikaya's picture in my pup pals, listed below, and go to his pawsome site...you'll be hypnotized by his icey blue eyes!)
Now, you've been tagged by Sully and here's how to play. We each have to answer 4 questions and then tag 4 of our pup pals, so here I go!
Name 4 jobs that you have
1 "Dad" walker
2. Guard (nobody, but nobody comes near my house without my warning !
3. Paper Shredder Champion
4. Spiritual Healer of Mom and Dad's broken hearts (after they lost "Buddy")
Name 4 places you have lived at (or stayed at):
1. Highways and byways of North Carolina (I was lost and alone)
2. Death row in Newport News KILL Shelter, before I was saved by:
3.Homeward Trails NO KILL Rescue Shelter, Arlington, VA
4 Shanie's in Alexandria, VA (my loving foster Mom till I came to my new
forever home in Warrenton, VA with Mom & Dad)
Name 4 places that you have been:
1. Long rides out toward the Blue Ridge Mountains
2. Centreville, VA Dog Park (way too small and icky)
3. The vet's office several times (YUCK!)...but he's kind to me, so it's ok.
4. Petsmart...WOOF!!! WOOF!!! (Now we're barking!!)
Name 4 places you'd rather be:
1. In the deepest thicket of forest I could find to get covered with briars & brambles for Mom to brush out (I'm only allowed on the perimeters)..I want to sniff my way in as far as I can to see what all those enticing smells are coming from, wouldn't you?)
2. Over in the big, huge field behind the school (Dad takes a 100' rope and hooks it to my leash..he had it made somewhere...and then I can roam all over the field, read "mail" left by other dogs, sniff to my heart's content, chase anything that moves and run around (as best I can on my injured back legs) to my heart's content!
3. In Petsmart picking out toys (tho I'm not much into toys) and treats for
Mom and Dad to buy for me :)!
4 Off leash chasing all the cats, squirrels and rabbits I could find! We have rabbits living under our shed out back and sometimes deer walk through our yard, too...how I'd love to be able to chase them all (Mom wishes I could, too, because I chase cars and trucks when they go by our house...of course, I'm on a long lead so I can't catch them...my dream catch would be our mean UPS man!!
Name 4 furiends you wish to tag:
3. Mason Layne
4. Sir Bob Marley
I hope you'll play (and send me a copy of your answers, too, please).
April 6th 2008 7:20 am
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My Mommy is upset today...and now I'm working hard to butter her up. She's just ignoring me, but she didn't scold me after....
I.....GOT IN A FIGHT!
Yeah, buds, I'm not kidding you! I'm laying in my front yard under my own tree and this big red dog (about my size) comes walking by (on a leash). My Mom was sitting at the computer (beside a window where she always watches me when I'm outside) and suddenly heard all the "grrrrrrring and roaring"....so she pushed back her computer chair and almost broke her leg getting up to come outside (it was over by the time she got there).
See, the deal is....Mom doesn't know who started it as her head was turned away from the window while she was on the computer...she just heard it (and it scared her so bad)..she thought I was getting hurt (yeah, that'll happen NOT!!). Mom has never seen any real agression from me (except running my mouth at passerbys or vehicles), but THIS time it was a rumble in MY jungle!!
OK, I can understand Mom being upset....but HE started it (that's my story and I'm stickin' to it)!
Mom ran outside, but she wasn't fast enough, because the lady and her big, red dog had already walked up past the next house (the lady pulled her dog off me before I really did HIM any damage...I'd a kicked his you know what!!)
Mommy doesn't understand why I'm becoming so territorial, as I've only just started this in the past month or so. I love all people, even tho I sometimes bark when they go by (I'm so friendly if they stop and say hi and pet me)....but there's a limit to what a guy can take from other dogs on MY turf!
Dad always walks me (because Mom's not in real great health) and Dad has told Mom that I really go after cats, but usually either ignore or just bark back at other doggies (I mean, all they're doing is defending their territory).
I wish Mommy had seen it start so I'd either be off the hook or my parents would know I need some help with aggression.
Well, Mom's still upset and in shock, so I better get off now and calm her down.
Thank God neither dog was hurt (I hope....geeze, what if that woman comes back here and says I started it, or hurt her dog, or reports us, or........????).
It happened before, ya know, with another dog Mom & Dad adopted...he bit the UPS man and Mom and Dad had to return that dog to the shelter or face a lawsuit...it really upset them to have to give that dog back and it can't happen again!!!
Mom's just GOTTA calm down!!!
Check you guys later~
April 8th 2008 4:19 am
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You're not gonna believe this, my Mom got an e-mail from a lady named Shana who was my very first foster mom once I got saved from death row!
She was so excited to see me doing so well in my forever home (she said I was her very first foster and was hard to place because I had issues). So my Mom wrote her back (she now lives is Moscow) and asked why I had been hard to place...my Mom and Dad couldn't believe anyone had turned me down!
Seems I was adopted first by another family (my parents didn't know this) and they put me in a crate and left me alone for too long and I managed to break out of the crate and do some pretty heavy damage while they were away. They said I even attacked some cat(s), but never hurt one real bad and that I wasn't great around other dogs (ok, so I don't like every dog on the planet). Anyway, they returned me to Shana and my re-adoption started all over again, ending with me coming to my Mom and Dad's.
This was really interesting background on me that my folks didn't know about before, but re-inforces what they already knew...I HAVE to be around my people...I can't be left alone! Fortunately, Mom and Dad are retired and are able to take me everywhere with them, or I'll stay home with Mom if Dad has to go places I can't go. Would you believe that in my whole year here I've never been left by myself? This would be pretty difficult if my folks were younger, still working and had obligations where I wasn't welcome. But, such is not the case, so that's not a problem here.
I really don't like cats! Everyone speculates that I probably had a bad encounter with a cat before I was rescued and developed a desire to chase them down (if I see a cat when I'm walking Dad, I'll charge it and almost pull Dad's arm off). And, also, I don't particularly like ALL other dogs, but I don't start fights...just don't back down either (see previous diary entry about my first fight since I've been here).
Well, anyone who know's Aussies, knows they are people dogs and want to be velcroed to their people at all times. So, putting me in a crate that I'd never experienced before, probably did drive me nutty enough to break out. Mom and Dad don't believe in crating if it isn't necessary. I've never done one iota of damage since I've been here!
So, it was wonderful to hear from Shana and get this additional information about my days before I came here. If it hadn't been for Shana and other people kind enough to take me in, I would never have come to Mom and Dad!
So, Shana, if you read this, please know how grateful I am to you for being kind to me and helping me to finally be placed in a forever home that understands the spectacular breed that I am..a proud and headstrong Australian Shepherd!
WOOFS and wags!
April 10th 2008 1:36 pm
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I knew something was up first thing this morning when Mom started brushing me all over before I wasn't even fully awake (she also had scissors in her hand, which used to scare me, but now I know she uses them to cut out debris and really tangled matties behind my ears and, ummmm, tail which I seem to accumulate on a daily basis).
Then Dad gets up early...something really is up, now, I'm thinking! Yup, before I knew what hit me, Dad had herded me into the bathroom, shut the door really fast and there I was...face to face with the porcelain box that rains again!! Apparently, Mom and Dad had made some kind of pact while I was out of earshot last night that they simply couldn't put my bath off any longer...something about a new quilt on the bed??? Whatevah!!
So, Dad had me trapped in the "rain box" trying to drown me (Mom was not feeling too well, so she was lying down), when suddenly Mom hears all this banging around coming from the bathroom. So, Mom got up as fast as she could and went to see what was wrong...she could hear Daddy getting frustrated. See, usually Mom and Dad bathe me together and this was different...Mom wasn't in the bathroom and I didn't like that, so I was squirming around and trying to jump out of the tub. So, Mom told both of us to calm down (she spoke in a real soft voice, so I knew she wasn't mad) and she sat on something she and Dad call "the throne" and petted me gently, speaking in a soothing voice while Dad did the soap trick. Once Mom was in there I felt ok, and we got the bath done. Then Mom went back to sleep for awhile and me and Dad sat out on the deck and I got dried off....looking pretty "hot", if I do say so myself. Mom say's I'm prettty....geeze, Mom, I'm a dude!!
Later, Dad took me out in the car while he ran some errands, so the day turned out pretty good after all!!
WOOF at you guys later~
April 15th 2008 5:53 am
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I don't know what's up with this, but I've been really licking and digging at my genital area for over a week or so and even though Mom has gotten down on the floor and tried to dig through all my hair to see what was wrong, she couldn't find anything...and I kept itching and digging!
My Dad gave me a bath on Friday, but it didn't stop the itching (just made me all fluffy and clean)!
Well, my folks got worried about it over last weekend, so Dad took me to the vet (AGAIN!) on Monday and the vet said he thought (hoped) it was an allergic reaction to something (and not a larger problem on the inside!). The vet gave me a cortisone shot (I'm really good about getting shots Mom & Dad say) and a ten day supply of antibiotics, which I get morning and night. Also, the vet said to give me 2 Benadryls in the morning and 2 at night.
Mom and Dad think (pray) it's getting better now as I'm not going "down there" as much. If it clears up, Mom and Dad (and ME) will be so happy...otherwise, I'll have to go back to the vet and possibly have surgery to see what's up on the inside...please GOD, NO!!!!
But, it's looking pretty good after a few days of the medication now, so we're all encouraged and hoping this will be the end of it!
WOOF at y'all later!
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