JackieMaya

[quote name='Horsefeathers!']This was a permanent outside dog. That's what made me so angry when I saw her wailing on tv about how she was so attached to him, and basically blaming the power company for her own negligence.[/quote] That poor dog. [quote name='Horsefeathers!']... but he was padlocked to the tree with the chain padlocked around his neck. [/quote] Good grief! Why do people like that even have a dog? Do they treat their human children like that? I'd like to padlock them to a tree in a storm and see how they like it. GRRRRRRRR! :madgo:

LOL - I like the biggest poop contest! I think Jackie would do pretty well in that category. When I took Jackie and Maya to the Golden Retriever picnic last year, they had a peanut butter eating contest. They would smear a bunch of peanut butter on two sides of a paper plate and see who ate it the fastest. Best tail wagger would be a good one too.

I left for Texas around 1:30 p.m. on the 6th and I got home from Texas on the 11th around 1:30 p.m. I called the dog sitter one time (which I think was very good for me) while I was gone, and she said that the kids were all being good. Other than the chewed up plastic waste basket, the chewed up packet of blank business cards and the chewed up box of pens (just the box; not the pens), the house survived with the puppers having full run while I was gone! Jackie didn't eat two of her meals, which didn't surprise me. I told her that if Jackie didn't eat to just put her bowl up until her next meal. And Maya tried to eat Jackie's food (which she never does when I'm there), so she brought the dogs in separately to eat, which is fine. I'm sure they were testing their sitter a little. But she said that they were very happy to see her when she came over (3 times per day), and they were all very friendly, affectionate and well-behaved. The kids were VERY happy to see me when I got home (and vice-versa), but I could see that they were happy and content. So I was very happy with using a dog sitter in my home! Every time we went to my sister's ranch in Texas, I spent a lot of time grooming her Pyrenese named Eli as he's REALLY blowing his coat and is matting up. His back legs are partially paralyzed from a ruptured disk, but he can still get around, and can stand up sometimes. He's not a working dog any more; he's a pet now. He's still a very happy boy. He's only 4 years old, but you would think that he's a lot older. And I let her two Irish Setters out for a run while she was feeding the other animals. If you blink, you miss them. Man, are they fast! They were chasing rabbits, but they never actually caught one. My sister got bucked off her 4 year-old horse (who was going to make his showing debut) during the horse show warm-up. He needs to grow up some more, so his debut will have to wait. And they had a very touching, emotional retirement ceremony for her 21 year-old horse who has a seizure disorder and can't be ridden or shown any more. He had two seizures in his stall before the ceremony, and the last one lasted 15 minutes. He'll start to fall down in his stall, and then he'll catch himself, but his eyes won't open. He does that a bunch of times, and when he finally wakes up, he's fine. It was very strange to see. Other than that, he looks and acts about half his age. The temps were in the 90s and a bit humid, as they had had a lot of rain recently. But it was in the 100s in the Dallas/Ft. Worth area. We drove 20 hours round-trip on Sunday to drop her son off at camp. I had a great time, but I couldn't wait to get home to my puppers! Jackie and I are going to the barn tomorrow to see Jerry. So did you miss me? Huh? :hmmmm:

LOL! That was great!

[b]St. Paul cop grieves lost canine partner[/b] Curt Brown, Star Tribune July 13, 2005 [img]http://www.startribune.com/stonline/images/news30/1tyson0713.e.jpg[/img] Tyson and Sgt. Kellum St. Paul police officer Nick Kellum tried his best to convince himself of two things: You don't cry over animals. And that his spunky canine partner, Tyson, was not a pet, but another crime-fighting tool to help us "protect and serve and, hopefully, make it home every day." But when Tyson, a 3-year-old German Shepherd, collapsed while chasing a suspect Friday and died from heat stroke and a case of a paralyzed larynx, Kellum found himself reconsidering his tough-guy tenets. "I always told myself an animal is an animal and, as long as it's not a human, you don't cry," Kellum, 30, said Tuesday. "But I was a big guy with tears rolling down my eyes when they told me they had to put him down. I felt like one of my friend or brothers had just passed." Canine trainers, during a 12-week course last year, instilled in Kellum the notion that Tyson was a working dog, not a pet. Tyson and Sgt. KellumSt. Paul Police"But when you take off that uniform and he's laying in your lap on your backyard deck, it's hard not to see him as a pet," said Kellum, a sixth-year cop. "My son turned 3 months old on July Fourth and I was telling him how he and Tyson were going to grow up together and one day, he could feed him. Four days later, the dog is gone." Tyson was born in Germany and purchased for about $5,000 by the St. Paul K-9 Foundation, which is trying to find another dog for Kellum. That could be easier said than done. Trainers say the demand for police dogs is intensely high since 9/11. How important was Tyson? Flash back one week. At 6:25 a.m. Thursday, St. Paul 911 officers received a call from a woman arguing with her boyfriend on the western edge of town. The line went dead. Kellum and Tyson were among those responding. The man had hit his wife on the head with the phone and was refusing to step out of the house. He had a 10-inch kitchen knife. While other officers pulled out guns and Tasers, Kellum found an unopened screen door and announced he was letting the dog in. The man hollered: "Do what you need to do, I'm not coming out." Within seconds, Tyson clamped his jaw on the man's leg. When officers handcuffed the suspect, they found two knives nearby. The next day, while tracking a robbery suspect on the East Side, Tyson sounded like he was having an asthma attack. He collapsed and Kellum gave up the chase and ended up at the University of Minnesota Veterinary Hospital. The diagnosis: a tracheal disorder called laryngeal paralysis. He was euthanized, police say. "Imagine trying to breath and talk while someone's choking you," Kellum said. "He'd been pulling hard in the heat and wasn't getting enough wind and was wheezing and turning blue when he went down." Tyson is currently frozen because he bit the suspect last week and rabies law requires a 10-day waiting period before he can be cremated. His ashes will be buried beneath a plaque at the Timothy Jones Canine Training Facility off Rice Street just north of the city he served. "Some dogs you see in the back of the squad car look like they're ready to tear the back of the cage off," Kellum said. "Tyson was different. He was always laid back until he saw those lights and heard those sirens. When I popped the door, I always used to say: "Let's go find this guy and Dr. Jekyll turned into Mr. Hyde." Curt Brown is at [email][email protected][/email].

I'm going to Amarillo, Texas, tomorrow and won't be back until the 11th (Monday). I have the three puppers all set up to stay at home, and the professional dog sitter will come over three times per day to let them out and feed them. I know they'll like it much better staying at THEIR home instead of going to the kennel. This will be the first time I've used the dog sitter. I really liked her when I met with her, and she got along great with the dogs. I hope they don't eat the house! I told the dog sitter to spray the bitter apple spray on anything that they chew on (which hopefully won't happen). I'm going to miss my babies SOOO much! :bigcry:

My puppers would be going with me, wherever it was I had to go. They're my life.

These neighbors are really pissing me off! :evil: Today they were tying the little motheryapper up to the fence again while they were doing stuff in the yard, and of course it was barking like crazy, which got Maya and Pooh Bear barking. They both had to have several inside timeouts. Then about an hour ago, Pooh Bear and Maya started barking again like crazy. One of the idiots had brought the little motheryapper right down to the corner of their yard (which is about 20 feet from the corner of my yard), and he was holding a little kid, and they were watching my dogs bark. They probably thought it was real funny watching the big dogs bark (except Jackie of course). I couldn't get Maya and Pooh Bear to stop barking, so I had all three puppers come inside. I was talking to one of my other neighbors the other day (she and her family live two houses away and have a cute beagle), and she doesn't like them and their dog either. And here I'm REALLY trying hard to be a responsible dog owner by trying to not let my dogs bark, and these idiots look right at me as their dog is barking and while I'm trying to get my dogs to stop barking, and having to make them come in when they won't stop. I really hate having stupid dog owners/neighbors. GRRRR!

Here's a HUGE congratulations on your new baby! Like the other said, I'm sure it won't take long before she realizes that she has a home now, and they you'll take care of her, and then she'll loosen up. The fact that she's obviously SOOO comfy and content on the sofa is a good start! Have fun with your new girl and take LOTS of pictures!

Awww, Kessie wuvs her mummy!

I don't have health insurance for my dogs, but I think I might check it out and see if it would be worthwhile.

[quote name='pwrpufgirlz']this seriously smells like a troll to me. In any case, your daughter needs to go to jail. She is committing animal cruelty in all sense of the word and the fact that you truly let her get away with this is only going to injure you and the dog in the long run. anyone who threatens a dog and then acts on it, with a meat cleaver is fucked in the head. your daughter is a nutjob.[/quote] You know, I thought it sounded like a troll too, but nobody else seemed to think so, so I gave her the benefit of the doubt.

Today was Jackie's day. First, we stopped at the tack store so that I could pick up some stuff for my horse, Jerry. Everyone in there just loved Jackie (of course). Then we went out to the barn, and there were some other playful dogs out there that she got to play with, not to mention a bunch of people to say hi to. She watched me ride Jerry, and she got to eat pieces of fresh horse hooves because the farrier was out there. She said those were REAL yummy! Then we went to my friend's house and Jackie got to play with my friend's yellow lab named Runa - pronounced Roona (I runa this, I runa that). Then we took the two girls to Petsmart. Jackie shoplifted a hard doggie bagel right at the checkout counter (but I paid for it). And my friend bought them both pig's ears. Jackie just held hers in her mouth while Runa was gobbling hers down (I think Jackie was afraid Runa would take hers), so I held Jackie's for her until we dropped Runa off, then she ate hers. Then my friend and I went to Red Lobster for a healthy dinner (didn't have any of those yummy cheddar garlic rolls and no dessert or drinks). Then we went bowling, and I didn't even break a nail! I got 95, 98 and 104 which isn't too bad considering it's been about a year since I've bowled. I have a very unique bowling style. I have a lot of power, and I kind of loft it in the air, and when I do my follow-through, I hit the top of my head with my bowling hand and say "ta-da!" Maya and Pooh Bear are each going to have their own special days this weekend too. I'm going to take them each swimming and probably to Petsmart too.

Voted! Elijah is WAY ahead with 59 votes! Yahoo!

Well, the email and pictures went through to the person who fostered Maya and who does their website. She forwarded it to the director of the rescue shelter and to Pooh Bear's original foster mom. And she sent me four puppy pictures of Pooh Bear (in the Pictures thread)! OMD! Major cuteness overload! And I thought he was cute now!

LOL! I just love it when dogs lie like that with their back legs straight out behind them. Goofy dog!

If I were you, I would be very afraid of your daughter. She has a serious anger problem that escalates to violence. I would have called the police on her if she had done that to my dog, even if she was my daughter. I think you should insist that your daughter move out immediately, both for your dog's safety and for yours. She's 19 years old; she should be able to live on her own. She also needs to get some professional help. If she can do this do a dog, she can do it to a person too.

[quote name='mouseatthebusstop']Try sending the email without the photos- might work[/quote] It went through with the pictures to the other email. Maybe the one on their website can only take so much.

They would help with my situation too! Maya has to be on a cable in the back yard or she'll jump the fence. This looks very interesting!

I wonder if they can still play with other dogs like they normally would with this harness. Hmmm...

Wow! I never heard of that! I wonder if it works. Sounds interesting!

I called them, and they gave me the email address of the person who does their website (who fostered Maya), so I sent it to her with LOTS of pictures of the three kids.

Pooh Bear is doing just awesome! He walks totally on all four legs all the time. Once in a while when he's running he'll throw in a few hops, but he's doing just great. His limp is getting less pronounced all the time. I'm sure that in time the limp will either go away or won't be very noticeable. His hip surgery was only 2 months ago, so I couldn't be happier with his progress! Thanks for asking, Nad!

[quote name='Rowie-the-Pooh'][quote name='nadooshkinz']just out of curiosity, why not a toy?[/quote] I think since they're so small and fragile, a 9 year old could easily hurt them :wink: . Plus (and I'm NOT sure about this) they're probably more prone to snapping than a medium sized dog. Hmmm, I guess they should start searching with the idea of a laid back, medium sized dog in mind?[/quote] I agree with Rowie. A medium-sized mature dog would probably be the best choice in this situation.

Marion, I'm so sorry for the loss of your beloved Cleo. I know how hard it is, as I've been through it several times with both horses and dogs. Cherish the memories of sweet Cleo. You gave her a wonderful life and she knew it. RIP pretty girl!