Birthday: January 1st 1997 Likes: Hannah likes to sleep and eat and be in daddy's lap, Tink likes to eat (although she is a bit picky), make every step mama makes, Tyson likes his bones, his bed, his pillow, his food bowl...His fav thing to do is sit and gaze out the window and bark Pet-Peeves: Hannah cant stand it when she is being ignored, especially by daddy, Tink hates it when mama leaves the house, as far as she is concerned mama needs to be with Tink 24/7, Tyson hates to be left alone and baths...typical boy Favorite Toy: Hannahs favorite toy is daddy, and Tinks favorite toy is mama, Tysons favorite toy is his skunk that his new hu sis gave him Favorite Food: Hannah loves anything that wont eat her first, and Tink likes everything but her dogfood, but has learned she has to eat whats good for her in order to get the treats..of course Tyson is a treat boy, loves bacon strips, and his flavored bones Favorite Walk: Anywhere, as long as its not too hot Best Tricks: Tink does like a happy dance around and around whenever she happy, Hannahs trick is nappin, Tysons trick so far is to pick up his food bowl with his teeth then proceed to the living room with it so he can eat his food in front of the tv... Arrival Story: These two girls are mama's precious furbabies. Hannah came from Louisiana and has been with me since Christmas of 1999. And Tink came to us the day after Valentines Day 2008. These two are my precious girls although Hannah tends to be a daddy's girl. Tink is all about the mama. The Goddess blessed us the day these girls came to live with us, and no matter what kind of day I'm having one or the other or both always brings a smile to my face.
02/26/2012 Again with much sadness and a heavy heart Tyson and Mommy Pris let all know that little Hannah passed away early morning on 02/26/2012. This little girl was my companion and best friend for 17 years and when she left she had reached the age of 22. she followed and was met at the bridge by her sister Tinker girl, where they now wait for those of us left behind, together.Mommy and Tyson misses them so much!!!
Update 04/07/2010...I said I could not do it again, I still cry most everyday over Tink, it has just hurt so badly, but then I get this unexpected email. A lady that runs a rescue by herself, was called to a kill shelter, they told her they had this Tzu, and if she didnt take him, he was being put down in a few hours, because he was unadoptable. He was scared and snarled and showed them his teeth. Although this lady didnt have room, she made room for one more and saved his life, but she was begging me to please come meet him, although she realized it was the last thing I wanted to do..she had 20 dogs already. So we went and we met, and he curled his lip up at me, and he snarled, and he growled and then he bit me. I smiled, walked away, signed the papers and brought him home. He has bitten me a few times since, but I am determined to love it out of him, and already he is making progress....Welcome Home Tyson
Update 01/07/2010, with much sorrow, we want to let all Tinks pals and loved ones that as she laid in mama's arms, held tightly against the warmth of hr body, Tinks spirit slipped away to the Avalon Bridge. She was met there by Bear, Daddy's Rottie who will watch over her like a big brother, while they both watch over us. This little girls light shined so brightly in our lives, and it still is. She was such a big personality in our midst, and that will never change. We all love and miss you Tink, mama's precious little love. Bio: One By One...
One by one, they pass my cage,
A little old dog, arthritic with age.
Way past her prime, can't run and cant play.
They shake their heads slowly and go on their way.
I once had a home, I once had a bed,
A place that was warm, and where I was fed.
Now my muzzle is gray, and my eyes slowly fail.
Who wants a dog so old and so frail?
My family decided I didn't belong,
I got in their way, my attitude was wrong.
Whatever excuse they made in their head,
Can't justify how they left me for dead.
When I had come to the end of my rope,
You looked at my face, and I finally had hope.
You saw thru the gray, and the legs bent with age,
And felt I still had life beyond this cage.
You took me home, gave me food and a bed,
And shared your own pillow with my poor tired head.
We snuggle and play, and you talk to me low,
You love me so dearly, you want me to know.
I may have lived most of my life with another,
But you outshine them all with a love so much stronger.
And I promise to return all the love I can give,
To you, my dear person, as long as I live.
I may be with you for a week, or for years,
We will share many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears.
And when the time comes that God deems I must leave,
I know you will cry and your heart, it will grieve.
And when I arrive at the Bridge, all brand new,
My thoughts and my heart will still be with you.
And then I will brag to all who will hear,
Of the person who made my last days so dear.
- Author Unknown
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Ok...we arent sure what mama is thinkin...except maybe she aint thinkin at all???
Well here is what happened...we have always...yes always slept in the same bed with her. Now granted we both have to have our own pillows and our own blankies...and of course we like to spread out, ya know a girl cant be curled up all the time, and yes maybe we did take more than our share of the space...but geesh there are two of us.
Did she really think that we were wanting a NEW bed...that we didnt LIKE the one we had/have..OR WHAT????
But she goes out for a few hours and she comes back with this NEW BED!!!!!! And then she and our hu-sis put it together and set it up at the foot of OUR BED, then they took our pillows and blankies and made that NEW BED up with our stuff. Then to top it all off....mama puts us in the NEW BED, and she is actin all excited and stuff, talkin about..."awwww isnt this just great?? Your very own bed...just right for my precious girls".
Well...for one...we already had our own bed, wasnt nothin wrong with that bed...was a new Serta and all, two...no its not just great...how are we suppose to take up all the room now and scootch right up under you if we are in the NEW BED and mama is in the other bed. Three....how come she gets a bed all to herself and we still have to share??
We think there is a really big injustice done here, and we will have to wait and see if this is gonna work or not. We personally think mama should let us keep our bed and she can sleep in the NEW BED.
(puts our snouts together and giggles at the very idea of mama sleepin in a toddler bed)
The Dog Show: Who's Your Mama?
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