Doggy Thanksgiving

Today was a really fun day for me. We had all sorts of company- our daughter Dana's boyfriend brought "Dutch," a very cute
Beagle. And I mean CUTE! I got a little excited and wore myself out chasing him around the yard and house. But it was worth it. He's a cute little guy. Oh, that's right I'm a boy dog too. Sorry. oops.

Then there was Micah. He's always fun- we chased each other around for quite a while before Dutch got there.

Of course Riley Sue wasn't in the chasing mood, but even she tried to have a good time for a very short few seconds. She's kind of anti-social. At any rate, Thanksgiving this year was great fun. The humans sat around playing a game called "Catch Phrase" - even Mom played for a while too. She NEVER plays games. Must have been the brain bleed that altered her personality or something. That's ok, I think she had a good time.

So here I am, my butt is hurting so I'm just lying around on the floor, trying to stay out of trouble. You should have seen us all trying to eat together. Interesting. 4 dogs all being fed at once. Where was Cesar Millan when we needed him? I ate mine perfectly. Riley finally got the program. Micah and Dutch kept stealing each other's food. Really funny to watch. They both have great noses and could smell the turkey in the kitchen. Both are bigger beggars than me and THAT's quite an accomplishment.

Family is so important, you know. Getting along is important- and having fun is part of it all. I'm so glad this family loves dogs and each other. They don't get uptight over stuff- so it makes the evening pleasant.
And someone please tell Dana's friend that everyone likes him.
What a great time we had today!

Spa Day

So here I am after a day at the "spa." My groomer (Bark 'R Boutique in Spokane www.barkrboutique.com ) added a bunch of new services and boy am I happy about it. Margaret rubbed sugar into my dry skin. Wow that felt good. Being a diabetic makes my skin really dry, so all that pampering made me feel wonderful. Ok, that stuff is normally for girls, but having someone massage my skin felt grrrrrreat!

Then there was the toenail clipping with a dremel tool, and teeth brushing. I really hate my teeth brushed but I do know it's supposed to be good for me. snarl. Then Mom bought me a new collar, which looks pretty snazzy. All in all it was a good day to be gone from home.

You know, both dogs and humans need pampering. Dogs especially need regular grooming and/or a "spa treatment." People should do the same or they start smelling like us dogs. I've been told that I stink sometimes, but you should smell some humans...wow...knock me down with the odor. At any rate, a spa day for everyone is always a good idea.

Easter for Animals

Hi everyone. Since Easter weekend is about redemption and new life, I thought I'd give some of my insights. Animals look forward to a day of redemption too.

One of Mom's friends once looked at her Newfoundland and said "hey, this one would feed a whole village." Yikes! It's hard to imagine for Americans that many of the world's cultures once thought of "pet" dogs as food sources. Even the really skinny ones!

In America, whole causes are built around saving pets from euthanasia. But the fact remains that many of my cousins die in shelters. I know that being inside of a shelter is frightening. There are cats and dogs and stinky cages and a constant din of noise everywhere. While the people who run the shelter are usually very nice, there is an emptiness that comes over the dogs who come in there. I know because that's what happened to me.

My owners couldn't take me to their new home. I don't know why and I don't understand, but they dropped me off at the shelter and I never saw them again. I felt abandoned and lonely. It was like being dropped in the middle of prison with no preparation. And I was surrounded by strangers.

Then one day this couple came in with a big black Newfy. They specifically asked for me! They said they read about me on the internet and wanted to take me home with them. So the shelter lady came and took me out of the cage and walked me into the lobby area. No problem. I took one look at Mom and knew they were my friends for life.

She bent down and scratched my ears and ran her fingers through my fur...I knew this was my home forever. After a short walk with my new housemate "Zeke," the shelter folks let me go home with them. And I have been happy ever since. I know that I am loved!

Point is, that this is Easter weekend. Easter is about redemption and the giving of life. Jesus came to save people, and give them His love. Animals, too need salvation. Won't you think about adopting a shelter pet? There are so many who need love and caring people to save them from death. They would be so grateful!