June 22nd 2009 11:31 pm
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Hey whats up? Well I just wanted to tell everyfur what a pawtastic day I had on my Pops Day (fathers day) We got to go to the lake, I was sooooooo excited. I love to lay in water and just lounge around. It was actually perfect temperature for me, not too hot or too cold. Mom said she was freezing and being the gentlemen that I am, I tried to go warm her up. Well being soaking wet from laying in the lake did not help mom said. What can ya do? I tried! Any way, I was pretty good all day, other than when I decided I was going to take a stroll down the beach and say hi to people. Yeah I guess my size is pretty intimidating, I guess I scared a couple of people, until they realized I was nice. Well I got in trouble for doing that so mom and dad put on my leash, phewy! But most of the day I was free to run around play in the water, pee on a bunch of trees and bushes, I chased after some seaguls, it was totally cool. I even met a couple of pups that was pretty sweet. By the time we got in the car to go home I was ready for my nice comfy bed. I crashed pretty hard on the way home. Then I fell asleep pretty much right when we got home, after I got a bath, yuck! Well anyway that was my pops day I hope you all had a good one or had a fun Sunday.
June 12th 2009 10:07 pm
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Well my buddy Bud-Man tagged me so I gues I am going to play along. Ok lets start!
What flavor Ice Cream are you??
Mum was up late last night and was looking at my adorable pictures and suddenly she got hungry. She thinks I look like oreo ice cream all melted and mixed up. She thinks I look like food! Help keep me safe from the ice cream snatcher!
What a cute game that would be!
I am going to start a new game! Here we go......
I am going to tag 10 friends and tell them what kind of ice cream I look like. Then you need to tag 10 friends and tell them what kind of ice cream you look like.
Lets see if it comes back to me! Just make a copy of this and put it in your diary so everyone knows what flavor you look like! Sprinkles count too!
I look like vanilla with some chocolate and botterscotch on my face!!
I am gonna tag:
Lil' Miss Susie Belle Cricket
April 30th 2009 5:16 pm
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Hey Everybody I was just thinking about when I was first brought into my family. It all started when I was wandering the streets, and a good samaritan pulled over and called me to come into the car. So I was so excited because I was so hungry and thirsty and not feeling so well. They picked me up and brought me to the shelter, where I had a pretty cool buddy in the kennel next to me. Well people would come and I would get excited and wait for them to pick me, how could they not I am so handsome. Well I looked a little raggedy from my time on the road, but I still looked cute. Well time after time people would come into the shelter, and would pass me by. I would see some of my kennel buddies go, and I would still be there. But at least I was getting food and water now. Well one day the kennel attendant came and told me that my time was up, and hopefully this rescue would come and get me. Well thankfully they did and I was so glad, my temporary mommy was so good to me. She first picked me up and had to stop at the feed store to pick up some more food for me and my soon to be new kennel buddies. Well I get kind of nervous when I go in cars and I was left in the van, so I got a little more nervous. So I did my business, I really had to go. Well when the rescue mommy came back and saw what I had done, that is how she came up with my name. Angus because it was the size of what a cow patty. Well we went back to my new temporary home, the kennel where I had some pretty cool new buds. Next to me was a guy from a domestic violence home and protected his mommy, and got his daddy put in jail. His mommy was heart broken that she could not keep him anymore, but he went to a safe place for the time being. Well anyway my new temporary mom started feeding me a lot of good food, and bathed me and cut my hair, and gave me lots of lovin. I was taken to the vet (icky) to have my man hood taken away and to get blood work done to make sure I did not have heart worm. When everything was done, and I passed, I was listed for adoption. I was only listed for a couple of days before my mommy called and scheduled to come see me.
I was so excited to see some visitors coming to my kennel I thought is this it, is it my time? I was nervous, because my kennel bud next to me was pretty handsome and I thought please come to me, pick me. I mean I was happy to be where I was, but I was ready for my new home. It was my mommy and daddy and my two sissies, I thought wow they are coming my way. My rescue mommy moved me to the other side so I could meet everybody one by one. When I met my mom and dad I thought well these seem like nice humans, and then I met my sissy Delia she was really cool we smelled each other and then started to do the butt wiggle and dance. My sissy Babs was a little scared of me at first, but then she came up and smelled me and we were cool. It was then I knew that I had found my new home forever. We loaded up into my new car and took the long 2 1/2 hour drive to our new home.
So you think that would be the end but it was not. My time to recover and get settled in took a little while. At first coming to my new home the one thing my mom and dad noticed is I never really picked up my tail and wagged it. I was really skinny weighing in at only 88 pounds which is what my Husky mix sissy Delia weighed. I needed to gain at least another 30 pounds, I was scared of a lot of things and was hand shy. I was taken to my new vet (icky) and had some of my poo tested to find out I had giardia, so I had to be put on some medication to clear up the parasite. I had some issues with marking and I also tore up some blinds when I was left home alone. I chewed on all the exit ways, because I was scared. I thought where am I, I do not know where all my people are, are they coming home? My mommy and daddy worked with me over time and were really understanding. My mommy refused to lock me up in a kennel she said I have had enough time in a kennel. My sissies were aloud to be left out in the house, and so would I. After getting in trouble mainly for marking, and put in time out, I started to learn my lesson. I hated being separated from my family. My mommy and daddy worked with me on everything that I was afraid of, can you believe I was scared of paper towels. I was not treated so nice in my last home. I had to go into the vet (icky) again for dental work because I had to get some teeth pulled, at that time I had gained 20 pounds. I was coming along nicely.
After a few months I started to play with toys, and was not scared when people reached to pet my head. I was able to stay in the house and not really get into trouble, I still did get into trouble a little bit here and there but not to much. My mom could use objects that scared me to death, and I was alright. And then one day I did something that my mommy and daddy saw so rarely I wagged my tail at them. They got so excited I do not know why, but they started kissing me and telling me what a good boy I was, I thought to myself is this all I have to do. I started to take toys from my mommy and daddy, and would play with them with it. Then I had my first Christmas that was pawsome,I got a lot of cool stuff to chew on, and I spent time with my extended family/furfamily and I thought wow this is pretty cool.
Now a little more than a year and a half later, I weigh in at a whopping 140 pounds, I have pearly white teeth, and all the toys to play with that I want. I wag my tail and even howl with my sisters when my mommy and daddy come home. I feel so lucky to have found such a good family and family friends. Everywhere I go people always say what a beautiful dog I am, and my mommy never hesitates to tell them where I came from, and how there are so many more. I just wanted to tell everybody my story, I know it was long, but I just want to say how fortunate I am. How lucky I was to be rescued, and how thankful I am to be where I am. And hopefully anybody who reads this, rescue or not will look at there mommy and daddy, and give them a little kiss to thank them to be where they are.