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Great New Irish Game -- Tagged by Savvy

March 9th 2010 1:15 pm
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Here we go!!!

Q. Are you Irish?
A. Don't be fooled. I might be an English Pointer, but I'm all Irish, after all I am named, Riley, which means "courageous" in gaelic. My Mom's last name is Feeley and her folks grew up in Dublin. Mom lived in Ireland for over three years while studying law. 5 years ago, while Mom was visiting relatives in Ireland with her parents, Dad surprised her, or should I say shocked her, by jumping out from behind a turret and proposing on the lookout of a Castle in Dokey. Ireland is a beautiful place and similar to Newfoundland, where Dad's parents are from.

Q. Do you and/or your family celebrate St. Patrick's Day?
A. We sure do. Last year all the bars were packed and Mom and Dad had to settle for a Deli instead of an Irish Pub. This year, Mom is determined to celebrate in fine fashion.

Q. How?
A. I will wear something green, although I'm not certain what it will be. Mom has a necklace with shamrocks on it that she likes to have me wear.

Q. Will you wear Green?
A. Dad thinks he always gets out of wearing green because that's his last name, but me, I'll wear green.

Q. What?
A. See above . . .

Q. Do you like Corned Beef and Cabbage?
A. I love corned beef and so does Dad. The cabbage I could pass on.

Q. Do you believe in leprechauns?
A. Yes

Q. Why?
A. I've come across a few while running free in the woods near our house. Dad doesn't believe me.

Q. What would you like to find at the end of the rainbow?
A. Cookie and Rosie, and all of their friends

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A Diary Pick of the Day – Wild Horses

March 11th 2010 6:29 am
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In honour of my diary of the day pick, Dad has convinced me to tell everyone about my encounter last week.

Mom and I were taking my horse sister, Daune, for a walk along the gravel pathway that joins each paddock. A warm breeze was in the air, unusually warm for a March day. Certainly a sign that spring is approaching.

Mom, as she often does, let me off leash. She finds it difficult to walk Daune and me at the same time. I guess they don’t have double leashes for a horse and dog.

While off leash I sniffed along the edge of a paddock when a most appealing scent caught my attention. Quickly I slipped under the bottom rung of the white fence and hurried out to a mound of horse poop. I had hit the jackpot!!!

Mom stopped and watched as I sniffed, making certain I didn’t try to eat any. As I lost myself in delight, the ground around me began to tremble. Slowly at first and with every passing second the vibrations became more intense. I continued to sniff, paying little attention to the unnerving rumble. Then I could hear it; the thunderous pondering grew in power.

I broke away from the scents of the horse poop and looked off into the distance. My tail went stiff and the muscles in my shoulders and neck grew tense. From the corner of the paddock I saw three large animals heading towards me. The once empty paddock, a haven for sniffing horse poop, was actually occupied by the very animals that had created the enticing aroma.

The lead horse let out a high-pitched whiny and shock its head in protest of me intruding on their home. Instantly I sprang to life. In the confusion of the moment I couldn’t remember for the life of me how I had gotten into the paddock. The only thoughts racing through my head were to stay one step ahead of these charging animals.

I dashed to the edge of the fence. I thought about taking to the air and attempting an aerial escape, but the fence was higher than anything I had jumped over before. Instead I turned and began to run along the edge of the fence line. I could hear my Mom calling to me, her voice filled with panic. My heart was beating faster than it had ever before. I thought it was about to explode from chest and run out ahead of me.

The horses were still galloping towards me. The three of them formed a monstrous sight. They closed in on me as I dashed around the lead horse and quickly changed direction as the second one came up behind the first. I was lost in a forest of legs and pounding hoofs. Narrowly I navigated through the three horses. Not giving up they turned around and continued after me. I ran like I had never run before, and I can run incredibly fast. Ahead I saw the main gate. I didn’t dare turn around, all I thought about was reaching the gate and squeezing my way through an opening. I could hear the horses behind me. A loud snort sent horse spit splashing against my bum and back legs.

The gate was only a few feet ahead of me. I came up on it and without hesitation I squirmed through the small opening between the gate and the fence. The horses stopped a few feet short of the gate. I stumbled on the outside of the fence and looked back at the horses. They seemed to be laughing at me, clearly having enjoyed the chase.

I could feel my heart begin to slow. My shaking paws started to steady. In the distance I could hear my Mom calling me.

I made it out without injury.



March 12th 2010 5:14 am
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Saying thanks has new meaning. Thanks for all the messages yesterday for being a diary of the day. Thanks for the rosettes. Thanks for having such great pals.

When I went to sleep last night and reflected on the day, one thing stood out more than anything else. It brought a big smile to my face, warmed my heart and reinforced for me that everything will be okay, no matter how it may seem. It emphasized that we can’t sweat the small stuff, the little hardships we think mean so much.

That one thing was the sheer joy and happiness that I knew a dear friend was experiencing. I could feel it in her words, picture it in my mind. That joy transcended distance and filled my heart with the same joy and happiness. It was a magical way to fall asleep.

All hail the RETURN OF BEAN.


Happy St. Paddy's Day!!!

March 17th 2010 2:58 pm
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Today has been super busy and we haven't had much of chance to get on dogster and see what's going on with everyone.

I want to thank all my pals for sending me St. Paddy's luck.

I'd also like to wish each and every one of you a very happy St. Paddy's Day. I'll be thinking about you while I eat some corned beef and drink some green beer. Oh wait, minus the beer, I'm still hung over from the party at Maxwell's on the weekend.

I don't know how the Zaidie Pup and I got home. Those Texans really know how to party.



The Rabbit and The Eggs

April 5th 2010 5:21 am
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Friday morning I woke up very early. I was excited, not as excited as say, Christmas, but excited. Dad and I went downstairs and I looked out the window into the backyard and I froze.

I was fixated on the interloper that had trespassed into my yard. My head was forward, my tail stiff. Dad was still half-asleep. In a daze he opened the back door. I rushed from the window to the door and froze once again. That’s when Dad saw it too.

There, in the middle of my yard . . . was a rabbit.

It was looking at me and I was looking at it—then it tore off! I stepped on Dad’s foot and rushed after the long-eared cotton-tail. Now, I’m fast, but that little guy could move. Before I knew it, it was under the mesh storm fence and bouncing away. All I could do was watch its little white tail disappear.

Later that afternoon, Mom, Dad and I participated in an Easter Egg Hunt. It was a great time. There were hundreds of dogs searching the brush for eggs filled with dog treats. I met a White German Shepherd just like my pal, Dozer. I also met a German Pointer, a Beagle, several Labs, a Retriever and an Australian Shepherd. This was the second year taking part in the hunt, so I knew just where to find the eggs. It didn’t take me long to fill my two cartons. We then turned in our eggs for great prizes.

I had a great time and a wonderful weekend. I hope all my pals also had a great Easter or Passover.


That Rabbit!!!

April 8th 2010 5:18 am
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He was in my yard again last night when I went out after dinner.

He must have eaten a lot of eggs since the weekend, because he was really fat.

Instead of rushing him, I crept up slowly on him. I don't think he heard me coming at all. I was only a foot away and then I must have stepped on a stick, just like in the movies, because his head went up and he took off. He squirmed under the storm fence and ran away.

I gave out a high-pitched bark just to let him know that next time he won't be so lucky.



May 3rd 2010 7:27 pm
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I just posted a photo of my sister, Miyah. The first photo is of her just a few days ago and the second one was taken today after giving birth to 10 puppies. Just three days before her birthday and now she also gets to celebrate Mother's day.

I also posted a photo of my Mom, Daphne, when she was pregnant with me. Happy Mother's and grandmother's day to my Mom.

My birthday is on Thursday and my present is being an uncle. Thanks sis, for the gift.

I also want to give a big bark-out to my pal, Zaidie. He's the Dogster Dog of the Week. Congrats Z-Pup!!!


This morning . . .

May 6th 2010 7:12 am
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The first rays of the sun beamed through the bedroom window. I could feel the warmth on my nose and snout.

A rustle in the bed sent small vibrations through the mattress. I felt a soft, gentle hand stroke the top of my head and slither down my neck and back. A warm (but stinky) breath brushed against my fur and I twitched my ear.

Tiny kisses started on my snout and worked up to the top of my head. I clinched my eyes closed and gave a little grunt.

"Happy 4th Birthday," I heard my Dad whisper.


How I spent my big day

May 7th 2010 11:28 am
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Hey pals!!!!

Let me tell you, yesterday was just tiring.

It started with a nice juicy pig's piece. Mom and I then drove Dad to the train and we said our good-byes.

Mom and I went to my grandparents house. There I hung out with my fur-cuz, Clarisse. She's a Low Chen and we always have a lot of fun. For lunch, my grandpa made me a steak!!! That's right Z-Pup, I got my very own steak. It was awesome!!!

Clarisse and I hung out in the back yard and played, drank lots of water and rested.

Then Mom and I went to get Dad. When we got home, Dad made me a chicken breast on the BBQ. Boy do I love my meat!! Dad decided that he wanted to have a pizza because he didn't have one on Tuesday (during Lost). So I got myself a big round of pepperoni and sausage from the pizza.

I was really tired and full from all the meat and crashed hard. Mom went to the barn and when she came home I couldn't get up and greet her at the door--I was tuckered out. I sleep well last night.

I want to thank all of my pals for sending me birthday wishes. Thanks:

Flicka & Lucas
Wyoming & pack
Winston, Hartie & Abby (huge cake--I still have icing on my nose)
Maxwell, Roxy & Kodi
Sophie Claire & HD
Dozer & Sasha
Redford & pack
Snoopy & pack from the Land Down Under
Mr. JackFreckles & pack
Savvy & pack
Rusty & Pepper
and of course my tag-team partner, fellow "Ley" Brother Atley & pack

Last night, just as I was ready to settle in, Dad whispered to me, "Your big presents comes in 8 weeks, Riley."


Mother's Day

May 9th 2010 6:19 pm
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Hi pals,

I want to wish all the Mom's a wonderful Mother's Day.

Sadly, an awesome Mom has made her way to the bridge. My great grandmother, Harley passed away on Saturday. She was 16 years and 2 months old. I know, awesome!!!

I got to meet her just over a year ago. She lived with my grandma, Fiona, Dad, Theo and sister, Miyah.

What's really wonderful is that Harley got to see the 10 puppies come into the world before making her journey to the bridge.

I've posted a few photos of Harley, but if you get a chance, please check out Cookie's diary.

Big hugs to Harley. I know she'll be loved by all the angels at the bridge.

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