Favorite Food: cod, fruit, cereal, veggies...call it food it's a fave BOL
Favorite Walk: Down the street, around the corner & back
Best Tricks: shake, sit, down
Arrival Story: The neighbors were evicted & left Rusty behind with no food or water. His fur pawrents owners didn't have room for him so I said I'd see how he did with Josie. I'm so happy they've become fast friends. When I moved home I placed Rusty as a companion/service dog trainee with a friends son. He did great but I have gotten word that he was snake bitten and passed away this evening. I'll always remember you Rusty as the dog that stole my heart forever.
Twas 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 .to 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 humour 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: Alison Green
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On the TWELTH of Christmas my Beagley gave to Meee 12 more happy months of the same!
ELEVEN Slobbery Kisses
TEN Stinky farts
NINE empty Fudge Tins
EIGHT destuffed Stufffiiiieeees
SEVEN hours of rrrrooooo'in
Six TV remotes ...
FIVE piles of POOP! ,
Four holey gutchies,
Three missing pies...(burp!) ,
Two piles of paper ,
And A -chewed pack-age under THE TREEEEEEE