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"Just a Dog"'ll LOVE this!

November 26th 2008 3:58 pm
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From time to time, people tell me, "lighten up, it's just a dog," or, "that's a lot of money for just a dog."

They don't understand the distance traveled, the time spent, or the costs involved for "just a dog."

Some of my proudest moments have come about with "just a dog."

Many hours have passed and my only company was "just a dog," but I did not once feel slighted.

Some of my saddest moments have been brought about by "just a dog," and in those days of darkness, the gentle touch of "just a dog" gave me comfort and reason to overcome the day.

If you, too, think it's "just a dog," then you will probably understand phrases like "just a friend," "just a sunrise," or "just a promise."

"Just a dog" brings into my life the very essence of friendship, trust, and pure unbridled joy.

"Just a dog" brings out the compassion and patience that make me a better person.

Because of "just a dog", I will rise early, take long walks and look longingly to the future.

So for me and folks like me, it's not "just a dog" but an embodiment of all the hopes and dreams of the future, the fond memories of the past, and the pure joy of the moment.

"Just a dog" brings out what's good in me and diverts my thoughts away from myself and the worries of the day.

I hope that someday they can understand that it's not "just a dog", but the thing that gives me humanity and keeps me from being "just a man or woman."

So the next time you hear the phrase "just a dog" just smile... because they "just don't understand."

by Richard Biby

(We loved this so much we borrowed it from St. Nickolas' page with gratitude for such a moving poem!)

Sully & Socks ("just a couple of dogs")


Gifted by a Zealie Fairy~

November 23rd 2008 11:16 pm
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What tha??? Mom was tollay outta zealies one day and the next day there was 30 there?!? We think one of our pals became a Zealie Fairy and left us a buncha zealies even tho we dinna put no toofs under our pillows! Whomever did it was sure sweet and we sure do 'preciate it...just dunno who to thank (we're guessing the Fairy wants to be a nonnymoose). So, MANY, MANY THANKS, DEAR ZEALIE FAIRY!!! :)

Sully & Socks


PETLAND, Inc. is the Largest Seller of Puppy Mill Puppies in- the US!!

November 21st 2008 10:48 am
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Today,we received this report from the Humane Society of the US (a 4 star rated charity by, the international charity rating organization). We have been members of HSUS for many years and reports of all the wonderful work they do can be found at

Today, The Humane Society of the United States released the results of a shocking investigation showing that pet store chain PETLAND INCORPORATED is the nation's largest retail supporter of puppy mills. Our national, eight-month investigation shows that Petland stores in multiple states are marketing dogs from cruel puppy mills to unsuspecting dog buyers. The investigation into PETLAND stores in Florida, Indiana, Minnesota, Nevada, Ohio, and other states revealed that many of the puppies sold at these stores came from massive commercial breeders in Missouri and other states in the Midwest where hundreds of breeding dogs are packed into filthy, crowded cages!

Most of the puppies bred at puppy mills are eventually sold over the Internet or through pet stores, including many PETLAND stores in the U.S. The unseen victims are the mother dogs who are forced to live their entire lives behind bars – without exercise, without socialization, without ever being part of a family or even seeing the outside of their cages.

Act locally by contacting a PETLAND franchise near you and tell them you are concerned about puppy mills!!


Wayne Pacelle
President & CEO
The Humane Society of the United States

(We had to edit out some links because we didn't know how to put them in our diary), but you can visit to sign the petition to PETLAND or call/write any PETLAND stores in your area. PETLAND's website has a rebuttal of this report, slamming HSUS, but as we said before, HSUS is a 4 star (highest) rated charity from 'em out!

We're so upset about this awful report and want to do everything possible to make PETLAND cease and desist from selling puppy mill puppies!

Sully & Socks


We Need to Brighten Up a Diamond!

November 19th 2008 12:07 am
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We read this in Sunny Lee's diary about a 7 month old pup who was hit by a car, left at a vet, fixed up as much as possible, but now has paralyzed back legs and was abandoned by it's owners at the vet. The pup's name is "Diamond" and you can go say "hi" and see what you can do to help this little one recover.

From Sunny Lee's Diary:
"My friend diamond has her page up and running. Her rescue people have set up a site for pledges as she has "a long road ahead of her". Please go say Hi and make her your friend! Up til now, she's been a very lonely and sad doggie :( Let's help change that :)."

Here's where you can find "Diamond": g_road_ahead/529383

Thanks, Sunny Lee, for the heads up and letting us borrow your diary entry :)

Sully & Socks


Snowflakes & raked leaves~

November 18th 2008 1:03 pm
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First snow today!! Well, not really a snowstorm YET, but heavy flakes coming down while we're on our walk this afternoon! Mom's joyfully walking backwards trying to catch snowflakes on her tongue and giving thanks at the opportunity to enjoy snow....Dad's behind Mom & Socks grumbling something about finding a snow shovel...not sharing the joy of the first snow AT ALL with Mom. Then, we are passing by huge piles of raked leaves which Mom wanted SO BAD to fall into (like when they were kids), but Mr. Grumbles told her to forgeddaboutit and keep moving...HE was tired! OH, pardon moi, STOP THE WORLD...Dad's tired. Like Mom's not hurting, too, but loving the crisp cold weather and SNOWFLAKES!!! Either our Mom's a few bricks shy of a load or Dad's an old grouch. We're not sure here....but, it's time for dinner, so we're not gonna give it a whole lotta thought!

Sully & Socks


Our new page~

November 15th 2008 10:22 am
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OK, because our mom's one remaining brain cell can't understand CSS coding (all she knows is HTML), everytime she tries to do something on our page she screws it up...which she did royally day before yesterday. But....

We have the most wonderful friend (Hannah, Lakota & Faith & her angels Sophie & Brock's mom) who came to Mom's rescue and not only fixed Mom's mess, but gave us a beautiful new wintery background, a cube of photos, a gorgeous wolf picture and Christmas music by Elvis, the KING! WOW, what a pal!!!

We can't thank her enough for taking the time to spruce up our page SO beautifully!

Sully & Socks


Squirrelinator Socks!

November 13th 2008 2:41 pm
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So me (Socks) and Mom are going the downhill portion of the long block we walk around...she SO s l o w and Sullivan has taught me how to pull really hard like he gets away with (NOT appreciated by Mom who blames Dad for letting Sullivan get away with, it's DAD's fault!). Anyway, it's been rainy and there's slippery leaves all over the street...that's why they call it "FALL", right? Sullivan and Dad are still at the top of the hill and me n Mom are out ahead. Alla sudden, I seez a squirrel!! I needs me some squirrel meat (Mom & Dad have figured out that I prolly learned to hunt squirrels for something to eat when I lived with HIM). Unfortunately, I forgot I was at the end of a leash that had Mom's hand holding the other end, 'cause I blasted off, pulling Mom down on her butt on the wet street, chasing that little sucker....I looked like a blur I was going so fast (remember, I'm at least 12 years old, but man can I move). Fortunately, there weren't any cars coming by....yet...and Mom's busy crawling around like a sand crab in the leaves trying to get up and calling me. Forgeddaboutit, you would NOT believe how close I came to gettting Mom's Christmas present from me..Mom swears when she caught me that I had squirrel fur in my teeth..that close! I wasn't in trouble yet 'cause it didn't hurt Mom (wait'll tomorrow) and she managed to get me outta the FORK OF A TREE and we resumed our nice little stroll. So we're, just getting up stride again when a lady Mom knows comes walking by with her dog, diverting Mom's attention from me for a second...just long enough for me to yank on the leash and start chasing a car (I learned this new trick from Sullivan)...I got almost as close to the spinning wheels of that car as I did the squirrel. Would you believe Mom jerked me baldheaded and YELLED at me???? She's NEVER yelled at me before!
And, the brilliant lady friend of Moms' only comment to Mom was: "She shouldn't be ALLOWED to do that because she could be killed!" Slack-jawed at the redundancy of this remark, Mom paid no further attention to me as we marched home and she hasn't spoken to me or petted me yet. I think I might be in trouble here......and I can't even blame it on Sullivan this time! h e l p m e........


(p.s. Should you pass by our website, please excuse the temporary appearance as Mom tried to put some code in and made a complete mess of the badges...she expects waaaaay to much for one brain cell to handle! A dear friend said she'd help Mom outta it...ain't Dogster pals great??)


OMD, we did it AGAIN, BOL!!

November 12th 2008 1:13 am
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Read about IMHA and see how YOUR dog could be affected (it might take a few minutes to read, but it may save your dog's life):

(You NEED to be aware of this disease before it strikes YOUR dog, as once it is diagnosed, your dog's chances of dying quickly...within a week) go sky high! We hope & pray this will never happen to YOUR dog, but you need to inform yourself ahead of time, as time can be a factor in your dog's mortality!)

As many of you know, Mica lost her battle with IMHA in a short amount of time. In her memory, a fund has been established for research on this deadly disease. You can help Mica's Foundation and it won't cost you a cent (unless you choose to donate). All you have to do is go to 3 Dogster sites and corral EACH of them (listed below), and you only have to do it once! The more times Mica, Mirra & The Purple Girls of Oregon are corraled, the higher their chances of winning the funds (from a generous don0r) for IMHA research.


NOW, we have but 2 months to help win $1,000 for Mica's IMHA fund, if we all work together we can do this! It ends midnight on JANUARY 1, 2009, that's the donor's day to decide what cause gets much needed funds (which Dogster's page(s) have been corralled the most...Mica, Mirra & The Purple Girls of Oregon combined). WE CAN DO THIS IF EVERYONE IS WILLING TO HELP (for ALL our beloved dogs' can affect cats as well!)

Mica's *IMHA RESEARCH FUND is promised $1,000 if Mica, Mirra & THe Purple Girls of Oregon's dog pages make the top 10 dog pages CORRALLED on DOGSTER & half that amount if Mica & Mirra combined succeed.

Mica is presently #6, Mirra #18 & The Purple Girls of Oregon #23. We will benefit too, by a 3-way corral by any one pup. (There's that trifecta again)


THANKS TO EVERYPUP WHO CORRALS THESE THREE PUPS AND HELPS RAISE THE FUNDS FOR IMHA RESEARCH! Of course, donations would be gratefully accepted (details on donations are on Mica's page), but if you can't donate, please just to corral these & easy and very possibly LIFE SAVING. God Bless you real good for helping!!

Sully & Socks much to say!! AND AND UPDATE!

November 8th 2008 3:43 pm
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OK, S&S here...

We just had the most fun we've EVER had in the whole wide world together!!! And....we're soooooo outta breath!! OK, here goes....

See, our Mom's been having a headache for like a zillion days now and was resting real nice this afternoon (watching a biograpy of Freddie Mercury, the fabulous singer of the rock band "Queen", who Mom LOVES, LOVES, LOVES)....wait, we digress....ok, so,

anyway, Sully & Socks here! So, we're both making carpet of ourselves in the hallway blocking the door to the bathroom (our new favorite place to hang out side by side (Mom took a picture a few days ago & will post'll see how narrow our hallway is and how when we lie side by side together, we TOTALLY block the way to the bathroom door (BOL!!!!)....where were we????

oh, yeah, everyone's just hanging around and suddenly we hear something outside and both of us stop bein carpet & spring up, barking our heads off (you couldn't hear a missle go off in the front yard when the two of us start up)!! We're making so much noise that Mom finally rips her headach band off and gets up to see what's going on (Dad, naturally, remains seated in his LazyBoy watching some sports stuff, pretending he doesn't hear us). When Dad sees Mom "up", he figures he's better beat feet to the door (like he was really headed there anyway, 'cause Mom's got that devil glare in here eyes again)...Dad gets to the door first and sees a brown Chow Chow dog taking off outta our front yard...the source of our agitation. This is a fotuitous thing for Dad, because Mom saw the same dog last weekend and tried to get it to come to's someone's lost baby! So, see when Mom saw the dog, it diverted her devil eyes from Dad and onto the dog...thank Dog, there won't be icecicles hanging from the ceiling around here tonight...phew!

Sooooo, Mom looks at Dad pleadingly (devil eyes switched off, pleading/please eyes switched on) and says, "We gotta go catch that poor doggie and get it home." Dad's initial reaction is starting to get that "not my problem" look (just for a second) but sees a glint of Mom's devil eye and says, "OK, we'll get the van & go look for him/her". So, Mom throws some sweats on while Dad gets us loaded (like we almost knocked him over jumping in) to the van and Mom comes running (sorta) with the flashlight & an extra leash. It's just beginning to get darkish. So, we start cruisin' all over the neighborhood (people prolly thought we were casing the area in our black van w/tinted windows, driving like 5mph), but despite our best efforts and asking everyone we saw, we never found the poor doggie. We'll keep looking and now the neighborhood is alert to him being lost with instructions to call the number on his tags if they can get him/her. We tried...and, now it's time for OUR walk!

So, Mom says (since she's still feeling really pukey) "Why don't we take them over to the school yard football field, put them on the long 100' rope and let 'em rip!? Me n Socks are going ballistic anyway, so Dad (knowing the game's prolly over by now and not wanting the devil to return) say, "OK". So, we get to the field and Mom opens the back door & lets Socks out (OFF the leash, cause she's sooooo good and always comes when called, right? WRONG!!! Socks takes off like a bottle rocket across the field heading 45 degrees left, completely ignoring Mom's screams, and somehow gets past a wire fence about 5' tall, where a yard is with 3 growling, snarling, slathering big dogs are behind yet another fence (not that high), Socks barking like a loon at them and racing the 3 dogs the entire length of "their" fence (toward the main highway) back and forth, back and forth, about a zillion mph with Mom still trying to get over the fence in her Dr. Scholls SANDALS!

Meanwhile, Dad's still getting Sullivan hitched up in the back of the van and when Mr. Sullivan hears Socks and Mom, he bolts past Dad and heads right for the fence where Mom has found a low part and gotten over to where Socks is....Sullivan suddenly is right behind Mom chasing Socks with the wild bunch of salivating monsters about a foot from Mom, Socks & Sully just lookin to rumble!! Sullivan starts snarling and inciting a riot, Mom grabs Sullivan by the neck until Dad (still ambling across the field) catches up and Mom keeps calling Socks. who FINALLY comes to Mom! SHE (Socks) started it this time and I (Sullivan) got the proof...Mom SAW it this time. So, by the time Dad gets there, Mom's on her knees in pinecones & beer cans, holding boffus by the collars (just barely) and screaming Dad's name to "hurry up. for **** sake"!

THEN, Dad puts me (Sullivan) on the 100' rope and he and I take off, over the fence, back into the field, leaving Mom to deal with Socks. Meanwhile, Socks, who'd managed to scale the fence at a zillion mph without even thinking about it, suddenly "can't get over the wires, Mommy...I'm sceered!" GAWD!! S0, Mom finally has to lift lardass up and halfway over the fence which will prolly put Mom down with her back for about a week or so AND the devil eyes are shooting lasers through the coming darkeness at me and Dad who are mid-way into the field by now!!

Mom's about halfway dead, look for a red Dr. Scholl's sandal, while trying to hold Socks back (who's now lurching toward me and Dad)
and Mom's screeeeeching at Dad to "GET YOU A** BACK HERE!!!" He finally does and gets a brilliant idea. Let's tie one of them to EACH end of the 100' rope, put a leash in the middle and give 'em both plenty of room to roam around. That was nice to pass the time while Mom was wishing she had her cell phone to call 911, and we did our business and nosed around awhile.... but Dad couldn't hold our combined running weight for very long and before Mom got back up on her feet, having found her sandal, we both took off full speed together (one at each end of 100') running toward the ROAD, having a BLAST (ignoring Mom's ear shattering screams of "WAIT!!!" way, Jose!)...we was flying, nearer and nearer the road with two crippled up old fools going as fast as the could waaaaaay behind us!!! It was EXHILIRATING and we'da kept going, too....if it weren't for that darn dumpster in the school parkiing lot...get the picture??

Mom's thanking God and Jesus and Buddha and QuanYin and Allah and everyone else once she realizes that one of us is on one side of the dumpster and the other on the other side...stopped dead in our tracks, prolly with necks that'll be so sore tomorrow that we won't even be able to chew Milk Bones (like we'll get any after that)!!

Mom's now finished....on the computer, physically, mentally and isn't even able to work up any anger...she's still thanking every diety down the line that we didn't hit the road! All this is what she & Dad get for going out to look for ANOTHER dog!

That's about it, pals....(inwardly, Mom & Dad LOVED seeing us run free but were so scared for us)....but, WE had a GREAT adventure and are now carpeting the hallway again...prolly for the night! Good luck gettin' to the bathroom, folks :) !

Hope you all had as much fun as we did today!

Love, Sully & Sock
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UPDATE!! Next morning....Mom's still sleeping, Sully & Socks start it up AGAIN! Dad gets up THIS time and goes to see what's up....sure enuf it's the "lost" Chow Chow doggie again...Dad spots him/her two houses down and comes "running" into the house to tell Mom. Mom wake up like she's shot outta a cannon, grabs a hat & leash and Mom & Dad take off again in the van. No luck, and the van's runnin' outta gas. Mom tells Dad to let her out and she'll walk around the back yards and look. So, Dad goes for gas, we're IN the house barking our fool heads off 'cause we see Mom walking away from the house with the leash! Mom walks across two back yards and spots a dog that looks similar, but smaller than the "lost" dog behind a fence. As she's headed toward that yard to check the dog out, she hears a breakout of barking from a deck she's just passed, looks up and PRESTO...there's the "lost" Chow Chow with another, smaller, black lab. Mom says, "There you are!!", feeling GREAT relief. The dog's owner, a newcomer to the neighborhood, comes out on the deck and greets Mom. Mom tells the story of how she's been seeing the dog for over a week and the nice man named Mike explains that she's an escape artist named, "Baby Girl". Nice conversation with a new neighbor who thanks Mom for alerting the neighborhood and then Dad drives by & picks up Mom.
The "lost" doggie mystery is now solved, Mom can rest easy (which she plans to do for the rest of the day, (still extremely sore from yesterday's antics with us) and Dad's back in in Lazy Boy watching football. Us? We carpeting the hallway....for now!

Sully & Socks


A Dream Come True!!

November 6th 2008 7:19 am
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I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."


And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

Free at last! Free at last!

Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!

(excerpts from Dr. Martin Luther King's "I Have A Dream" speech, given on August 28th, 1963 from the steps of the Lincoln Memorial in Washington, DC during the March on Washington for Jobs & Freedom...OUR MOM WAS THERE!!!)

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