SOMEBODY send me number to the ASPCA!!!

I am not a happy girl! Nugget had to have surgery last Thursday and it has been "all about Nugget" since then. I tried to jump between Nugget and Mommy when they were cuddling (like I always do) and mommy got mad & told me no. She actually told me "NO"!! I am in shock at they way they are treating me. They wouldn't let me get any special playtime in with Nugget either! I mean, what is going on here. I am not familiar with abuse but am pretty sure this is it. Seriously! SOMEBODY send me the number to ASPCA so I can file a complaint. If you do not have that number I would like the one to DFDS (Department of Family and Dog Services)!!! Geez!

All my hopes and dreams...

I would curl up all alone in a small cage all day and all night. I am a delicate little girl so the loud sounds of others barking and howling all around me in thier cages made me scared, constantly scared. We were all loaded in a van once or twice a week and taken to stores where we, once again, sat in our cages all day while people came by and looked at us in the cold, heat, rain, etc. In the beginning there was hope but I lost it after many trips to the stores then return trips to the rescue service. Was my family really out there? Are they looking for me? Don't they know I am scared and alone in this room full of pups that need a home?

Another trip to the local store, all of our cages packed in the van one on top the other and side by side until stuffed. I had stopped looking people in the eyes. I just hid in the back of my cage hoping it would all just go away. Suddenly I heard a man tell his wife "look at this one honey". To my surprise they were looking at me. The wife said "oh my God she is sooo skinny and sad". Yep! They were definately talking about me. Next thing I know they are letting me out to visit with the couple. I immediately jumped in the man's lap and began to do a little whiney sound that made the woman get closer and love on me. She actually looked deep into my eyes as if to tell me something but I didn't understand. And then, like before, I was put back in my cage and off they went. Oh dear, how many times can a heart break before it actually falls completely apart??

Wait, what is this? They are coming back! OMD! THEY ARE COMING BACK! I heard them tell one of the employees they "were back from the bank"!! I was so happy at this point that I was no longer cowered in the back of my cage. I perked my ears up and my little brown eyes veered through the bars of my cage and I just listened. It didn't take long before I heard my new Dad ask if he could please go ahead and take me out of my cage while my new Mommy filled out all of the paperwork. YAY!!!!! Free!! I was FREE!!! My new Daddy and Mommy took me to the pet store to pick out my new bed, food bowl, collar, leash, and new dog toys; all for me.

Before I knew it I was whisked off to a big beautiful home with three other dogs and a MASSIVE back yard (we have since adopted another one so, five dogs). I haven't been back in a cage since that grand day. I haven't been scared since that grand day (except for those stupid vet visits). I do have to put up with some obnoxious barking and howling on occasion but it is not the same as the kind at the rescue...it is usually my siblings pitching a fit when Mom and Dad go somewhere.

All my Hopes and Dreams came true. I hope they did for you too!

Thanksgiving with Family

We hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving with their family. For all those out there that didn’t have a forever family; we thought of you and prayed for you. We know that many, many of us are still out there in a cage with concrete floors, warm/hot water, bars as a door, pee on our floor and a person passing by on occasion to make sure we are still breathing. We know that your Thanksgiving was not one of celebration, thanks and love. We know you cried yourself to sleep the night prior and the night of. Our wish on our Thanksgiving was for YOU! Not US! YOU! We want everyone to realize that while they had the warm surroundings of comfort, family, friends and great food…you were in hell. A cold, careless H E L L! Bless all of your sweet souls for holding on to hope and understand we are doing EVERYTHING WE CAN to get you and yours out of the hell you are in. WE LOVE YOU AND WILL NEVER FORGET EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU! There will be no peace until there is PEACE FOR ALL!

Happy Birthday to Me!!

Today is my birthday and I have everything I need...mommy, daddy, Ginger, Austin, Nugget, Braun, Human-sis Morgan, Human-bro Michael, furever home, furever family. Life is good. Now, let's eat:-)

Is it October yet?

We send prezzies to all our pup pals saying "Happy October" and wonder just how many will notice and reply! BOL! We do however wish everyone a Happy Every Month of the Year!!! LOVE TO ALL OF YOU! p.s. If this is found not to be funny by anyone, I blame Mommy! BOL!

Christmas is here already!

Man! I can't believe Christmas is here already! It seems like it just snuck up on us this year. Typically we know it is coming months in advance because mommy starts her “shopping frenzy” which typically involves lots of online ordering for us pups! Then, she takes the entire living room floor up with bags & wraps and tissue paper, etc. to get everything “hidden” before the big day.

Every year we get new dog beds and this is how I figured out Christmas snuck up on us! Mom and dad came home Saturday and had all new dog beds in our room. WHAT? I absolutely can't believe Christmas is here already. Hey, where are all the other millions of awesome things we get every year? And, what happened to our special “Doggy Christmas Day” which is specifically set for just us pups and Grandpaw always comes over to celebrate and brings us even more fabulous stuff??? Pawlease don’t tell me you got rid of our special day!!! OMD! I CAN'T HANDLE IT! Where oh where did the love go???

BREAKING NEWS: this just in via Austin, apparently Christmas is not here yet. Mom and dad got new beds early because when Nugget first moved in back in she chewed holes in all of them.

Panic attack is over. Whew! Sorry for the interruption!!

Hidden Video Cameras…

Mom has decided to put up cameras to watch what we do during the day when she and dad are gone. Funny she calls them “hidden” video cameras because we are watching her check the angle of the camera and hit the “record” button before she leaves for work.

Turns out, I seem to be the only one to notice mommy setting up said camera. I say this because every time mom leaves Braun immediately runs to the kitchen and “counter surfs”, Nugget starts tearing toys up as if they have offended her in some way, Austin starts a lengthy howling routine which makes me think maybe she thinks the camera is for American Idol…Dog Edition and Ginger will climb up on the back of the loveseat forcing the curtains out of her way with her claws to watch the front of the house all day.

I on the other hand sit there like a really, really good girl. I cuddle with myself and the blankets on the couch, occasionally giving an “I’m so adorable” glance toward the camera…careful not to look directly into the camera otherwise THEY would know I know! BOL!

So far this “hidden’ video camera is working quite well fur me. Mom and dad come home, watch the video and tell me what a good little girl I am. Teheheheehee! I know, I know…I am a little rotten!!

Cleanliness is next to Dogliness

Mom and Dad are so bad at removing things from their nightstands in the morning. Daddy usually has a couple of plastic cups, one for water or some kind of drink and the other is usually left from a late night snack. He also tends to leave empty cigarette packs and other items over there. Mommy leaves tons of water bottles and the occasional snack bowl because she likes to eat a little Italian Ice (cherry flavor) while watching shows before sleep. And she wonders why she isn’t losing weight! BOL!

Back to the subject at hand. I am well aware that Cleanliness is next to Dogliness so I have taken it upon myself to peruse the nightstands in the mornings and remove any items that would be considered “trash”. Since we are locked out of the actual trash can I try to devour the items myself…kinda like a shredder. I take the bottles of water and chew on them until the water is all the way out and try to shred those too.

Do I get a thanks for this??? NO! Mom pretended like she was already in the shower this morning and snuck back in the room to watch me “do my thing”. Didn’t even let me know she was there…just stood there watching me. Needless to say I was surprised when I turned and say her and even more surprised I didn’t get a “thank you” for helping clean. Jeez!

MOM IS MY HERO!!!

This afternoon, in Georgia, we had one of many recent “violent” thunderstorms. It hit just after dinner fur the pups and, of course, we had to go “poo” about a ½ hour afterward. The storms were so bad that when Mom opened the back sliding glass door to let us out we all shrugged it off.

Mom was concerned that none of us went out and told Daddy. Daddy said “if they can’t go outside we will just clean it up”.

We were all showing signs of “thunderstorm anxiety”. We never ever had fear of storms before my sister Nugget showed up but, since her arrival, she has shown us that sometimes storms should be feared.

Nugget is so scared of storms that she cries all night when we are having one. She has awakened us on so many “stormy” evenings that we are now equally anxious fur her.
Apparently Mom is ready as well:

Tonight we had a REALLY bad storm and we were all afraid to go outside for hours. Mom was concerned about our “potty business” and decided to open the back door to see if we would go out in the rain/storms to “relieve” ourselves. WE DID NOT GO!

Suddenly Mom walked out in the lightning, hard rain, and thunderstorms & asked us to join her. She stood out there in the bad weather with us!!! WAY TO GO MOM!! We all ran did our “business” and each stood next to her while the other finished.

Next thing we knew Daddy was at the door with the “pool towels” drying Mom, Me, Nugget, Braun, Austin, Ginger.

Mom is OUR HERO!

Plea to Winnie...tell your Mom, Annette:

WINNIE: I need you to tell your mom Annette what is happening here in my house! I think you know that your mom is AWESOME! Therefore, I am asking your AWESOME mom to pawlease tell my mom that she is acting a little "rude" lately.

History: My mom was having some heart problems. She described them as "palpitations". They had been going on for about 6 months before she decided to tell her Primary Care Physician that she was concerned about same. Well, the PCP sent her, by referral, to a cardiologist to deal with it. She was given a lot of tests...one was wearing a monitor for a whole month. During that entire month she found it uncomfortable to wear the machine overnight so she asked all of us furbabies to get off the bed during "sleepy time". I was understanding of that.

Now that mom has finished her testing and was told by her doc she had PVC (an additional heart beat that happens on occasion and feels much like a missing beat) she has been making all of us (INCLUDING ME!!) get off the bed at "sleepy time". I overheard her telling dad that her cardiologist said lack of sleep and stress would set off her PVC. I think she is using that as an excuse. I mean, he also said cocaine & alcohol abuse can cause it. I am not pointing paws at anyone but, she could be doing drugs or drinking too much alcohol behind our tails. Apparently she is very good at hiding the aforementioned criminal acts because we have not seen her doing it. However, she does enjoy red Gatorade and body powder...could she be disguising them??? BOL!

Nonetheless, I am asking that your mom tell my mom that letting me sleep IN THE HUMAN BED versus THE DOG BED is great for her health. I mean, studies have been prove that petting a furbaby can reduce stress as well as blood pressure. That translates into letting me in the bed all the time so she has instant access to the stress receiving process of petting me whenever she needs to.

Let me know what your mom says. I am pretty sure her opinion will ring in my favor...after all, I am TINA WINA! BOL!!!

Thank you in advance for your participation in this blackmail. Teheheheheee! I mean, BOL!