Freedom


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Picture of Freedom, a female Bullmastiff

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"I love snow, it taste really good. Meet our new snow removal system"

Home:Henrietta/Rochester, NY  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 3 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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"I'm ready for the show ring"

I love to eat the grass in the back yard...Why does mom call me Bessy?

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"I love to eat the grass in the back yard...Why does mom call me Bessy?"

What is that squirrle doing in our yard?

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"What is that squirrle doing in our yard?"

mom just likes this picture.

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"mom just likes this picture."

Mom, don

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"Mom, don't be sad, I know you miss Diesel. We love you furever Diesel. God's speed."

I think this is my best side.

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"I think this is my best side."

Give it up mom, it mine your

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"Give it up mom, it mine your's is the pink one."

Mom you wanted mine I want the pink one.  MOOOOMMMMM!!!!

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"Mom you wanted mine I want the pink one. MOOOOMMMMM!!!!"

MINE!

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"MINE!"

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The family of Agador Spartacus, CGC and Magda Starina
 

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

Favorite Toy:
Ropes, Tennis Balls, Rawhide

Favorite Food:
Peanut Butter treats

Arrival Story:
5/20/08 - I was looking on the Rochester Animal Servicesand saw Lacey on the adoption page. I called up Cristy to check and see if this was one of Liberty's puppies b/c she looked like her. She did and noticed the blonde patch under her left eye and said one of Liberty's babys girls had it. I when and took more pictures and both she and Matt said that she is Liberty's pup. 5/22 I took one of Liberty's blankets to the shelter so lacey would have her smell and to visit with her and giver her treats. 5/23 We took Liberty to see Lacey and to intoduce them again and see how they got along. They did the "dance of the dog" sniffing. They had my pet Lacey to see what Liberty would do. She came over sniffed and walked away. Then they gave Liberty a rawhide and Lacey wanted one too. Lacey walked up and Liberty just walked away with it. Lacey went in the other direction and that was that. Then we took them off leads and they just walked around the room and sniffed each other some more and Luis said Ok, I don't see any problems with the two of them. No signs of aggression or territorial or anything. 5/27 She goes in to be spayed 5/28 She comes home to her FOREVER HOME with her mom.

Bio:
Lacey is one of the females that Liberty gave birth to a little over 2 years ago. She was sold to a couple that Cristy thought would be a good home for her. During the two years Lacey some how ended up living with limited food, water and shelter and over bred. I thinking 2 if not 3 times in her short life. Thank God for the Animal Control Officers that rescued her from her tortured life. The people had 7 days to improve conditions and the day she went on the adoption site I happen to check it out during my break at work. I'm greatful that I listened to the Spirit and checked out the RAS website and to call Cristy to conform the dog's idenity. We can't wait to bring her FOREVER HOME. __________________________________ __________________ John is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, 'If I were any better, I would be twins!' Thought from the book: "Whatever it Takes" by Richard & Rebecca DuFour, Robert Eaker & Gayle Karhanek He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, John was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation. Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up and asked him, 'I don't get it!' 'You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?' He replied, 'Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or...you can choose to be in a bad mood. I choose to be in a good mood.' Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or...I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or...I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life. 'Yeah, right, it's not that easy,' I protested. 'Yes, it is,' he said. 'Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live your life.' I reflected on what he said. Soon hereafter, I left the Tower Industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it. Several years later, I heard that he was involved in a serious accident, falling some 60 feet from a communications tower. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, he was released from the hospital with rods placed in his back. I saw him about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, 'If I were any better, I'd be twins...Wanna see my scars?' I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him what had gone through his mind as the accident took place. 'The first thing that went through my mind was the well-being of my soon-to-be born daughter,' he replied. 'Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or...I could choose to die. I chose to live.' 'Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?' I asked. He continued, '...the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read 'he's a dead man'. I knew I needed to take action.' 'Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me,' said John. 'She asked if I was allergic to anything 'Yes, I replied.' The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Gravity'' Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.' He lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude...I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.' Matthew 6:34. After all today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.

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I've Been On Dogster Since:
May 23rd 2008 More than 1 year!

Stars Given In The Past Month:
Angus
Brutus
Tyson
Delilah
Diesel
 Titus
Miss Grace
Bosco
Stella
George.....
Bella
Diesel ~ Mom's Angel
Ruby Dee (forever in our heart
Cognac
Nala
Hammer
Stella from Oz
Jeremiah Christian
Lily Ayn
Jax
Bella and Bailey
Zeus
Izzie
Agador Spartacus, CGC


Special Gifts Given In The Past Month:
Tripod
Diesel


Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
788789

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SNOW, YUCK!!!


December 22nd 2008 1:50 pm
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Ok, so I woke up the other day and there was some snow on the ground. Ok, no big deal. I like running and playing with Liberty and Jasper. I wake up the next day and BAM! and there's even more white stuff right up to my belly and it COLD!!!! Dang, it's really COLD!!!!!!!!! And Liberty, she's crazy, she just jumps in to it and runs through it like it's nothing. She's crazy.


My first day at Doggie Day Camp


July 23rd 2008 9:30 am
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DUDE it was so cool! So many dogs to sniff and play with. I made a ton of new friends to play with. We were having a great time when all of a sudden mom (Liberty) got that look in her eyes, man that's not a good one either. I thought she would be ok and get over it. I went on to play with some of the others and when I turned around mom was walking out of the playroom with a lady. I wonder were she was going to. So many butts to sniff and friends to make. This is really cool!..... I wonder where mom is?
Gotta go and play some more.
C-ya!!!!!
Freedom :o > wag, wag, wag


Meeting my Vet


June 7th 2008 3:35 pm
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This has been a exciting couple of days at the new house. I can come and go as I please in the house and I don't have to stay in the crate all the time and if I do want to go in the crate, there is ROOM TO STRETCH OUT....ALL THE WAY. WOW! That's a nice feeling.

And the grass in the back yard where I can walk from one yard to the next, where Jasper lives. He's a nice guy.

My furever mom went and bought us a pool b/c it's so hot and sticky outside. I'm not allowed to go in b/c of my operation but my mom, Liberty goes in and walks around. I just drink the cold water.

I went to meet my new doctor today...boy is it hot outside, glad the car has A/C. Dr. Fisher is really nice and so are the ladies at the office.

When I went in the door everyone was there to meet me. All the girls came up and told me how cute I was and I greeted them with wags and kisses b/c I knew they were nice.

I had to go on the scale and be weighed. I really didn't watn to go on but I knew I had to. WOW mom was suprised by how much I actually weighed, 70.8 lbs. She says I'm going to be a big girl once I fill out.

Mom and I went into a room and pretty soon a couple of nice ladies came in and they gave me treats and hugged me and they one of them stuck me with something and took some of my blood. I was brave though, I didn't even flinch. Then they gave me some more treats. Not bad.

Then came Dr. Fisher, she said she want's to take me home. :o ) She gave me pets and I gave her kisses. I could tell she's a nice lady. She looked in my ears and told mom said I might need some meds for my ears and she put something in my ear and tested it. Then she stuck me too with a needle in by back leg but I got more treats. Not bad. She gave me belly rubs and noticed that my tummy was zooing a pinkish liquid and told mom I had to wear something around my neck so I couldn't lick it and clean it and that she wanted me to take some meds for that too.

after all the poking and sticking and all the treats I got more hugs and gave out more kisses and we said good bye. I'm pooped from all the hugs and treats and meeting new people. I need a nap.

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We went to the vet yesterday and they love her and she them. Our poor girl has a yeast infection in her ears, from not being cleaned for who knows how long. And they were gross. The one shelter that did the spaying , only put 2, two, stitches for a 1 1/2" incision and it was ozzing a lite pink fluid from the site. I thought Dr. Fisher was going to flip out. I think the ASPCA's vet will be getting a call soon. She doesn't want Freedom licking it and getting it infected. So, two anibiotics for that the ozzing stuff and ear cleaning stuff and ear medication and a 12 mo. supply of heartworm meds I'm $205 lighter. But I know she will be a happier and healthier dog for it. All this b/c people don't take care of their animals and shouldn't be allowed to have animals.

She's looking good and gainning weight. Her ribs aren't as pronounced as the day I brought her home. She's eating all her food.

We just love her and the two are getting along great.


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