EmmeAndCharley

I don't leave collars on my dogs when I leave for the day. Today I was reminded WHY!! I was getting ready for work this morning and my dogs were hanging around the bathroom while I was putting on my makeup. Charley (Silky Terrier) stood up on his hind legs for a moment, near a bathroom fixture. He fell back slightly and the D-ring on his collar got hooked onto a bathroom fixture. I saw immediately that he was struggling to get free, and I quickly helped to free him. If I hadn't been right there, I am certain that he would have choked to death trying to break free. I shudder at the thought. Please take a moment to take off your dogs' collars before you leave them home alone!

OMG! hahahahahahahah! That story was freaking me out, too... until I found out about the paint! hahahahahahahah! Glad it was a happy (even if messy) ending.

Without knowing what others have posted... I'm going to guess Chihuahua/Terrier (Westie???) mix. That face looks Chi. The stance, and the TAIL, and the fur look Terrier! LOL What a cutie!!!! I couldn't tell you the age. But, anyway... I am TERRIBLE at guessing puppies... I usually need to see a dog full-grown to guess at what it is. But I LOVE these kinds of posts, just to see if I can guess. heheheh! Congrats on your new baby!

hahahahah! "Whistle trained?" Yeah, right! Try "liver treat trained!" hahahahah! Good post!

[size=6][b][color=violet]OH, Happy Birthday, Jada... you are BEAUTIFUL!!!!! [/color][/b][/size] [img]http://img54.photobucket.com/albums/v166/EmmeAndCharley/786594477675.gif[/img]

Good-bye! :cry:

OH... forgot to mention. The reason 8 weeks is the ideal time to take a puppy home (and not earlier) is because prior to 8 weeks is when the puppies are learning a LOT of dog-manners from their mother. They also learn bite-inhibition from their siblings.

Well, Coal certainly sensed something. No doubt about that.

Well, I took my pup home at 6.5 weeks and she turned out just fine. I have read that anywhere from 6-8 weeks is ok... with 8 weeks being ideal. If you never had a puppy before, I highly reccommend the book, [u][b]Puppies for Dummies[/b][/u] by Sarah Hodgson. Good luck with your new baby! (And YES... they sleep a LOT because their little bodies are developing rapidly)

I just voted, too! [b]Scooby is at 33% and winning![/b] yeee-haw! What a cutie!

My heart is broken! All I can see are red x!!! Wah!! [u]Edited to add: [/u] WOW! After I submitted this post, the computer brought me back to this thread and I was able to see the pictures! No red x! [size=6][color=red]Those pups are so sweet! AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW![/color][/size]

Welcome! Glad that you decided to join us!!

[b]Rainbow Bridge Return-by Joy LaCaille[/b] The little dog arrived at the Rainbow Bridge, and a pack of dogs rushed up to greet him. He braced himself, expecting a fight, but this was the first pack that wagged their tails and kissed him instead of attacking him. It was beautiful here, and everyone was nice to him. None of them had been born in a puppy mill, like he had, and used for dog-bait fighting and left to die in a shelter because he was a mix-breed battle-scarred cur and wasn't cute. They explained why they were waiting for their humans who loved them. "What is love?" he asked, and God let him go back to earth and find out. Warm, and dark, he squeezed in with the others and waited for the day to be born. Scared, he held back as long as he could, but finally got dragged out, by his hind feet. Hands without fur held him gently and rubbed him dry and opened his mouth and guided him to a warm nipple with milk. He didn't get a good hold on it, because one of his big fat brothers pushed him aside. The human hand moved the other puppy to another nipple and held his body, so he could drink. "Ahhh, that's better, " he thought, and drank until his jaws got tired and he curled up to sleep next to his warm hairy mother. "I remember this," he mused... "Too bad I'll have to grow up to be hit, left out in the cold and rain, and used for dog-bait fighting, and die as an unclaimed rescue dog. I remember what it's like, being a dog." he thought sadly. That night, he crawled up to his mother and tried to nurse, but he kept getting pushed off to the side. When they were full, the big brothers and sisters got their bottoms cleaned and he finally latched on to a nipple, but the human hands weren't there to hold him up, and there wasn't any milk in any of the nipples, anyway. He was weak and so tiny. It was even hard to stay upright, and he fell over on his back and couldn't right himself. So he began to cry, and suddenly the human hands were there, holding him up and putting a rubber thing in his mouth. It didn't taste or feel like mother, but it was warm and made the ache in his tummy go away. He was having trouble breathing as his lungs weren't fully developed, because he had waited too long to join the others in the womb, as he took one last romp at the Rainbow Bridge. He could feel the heartbeat of the human, who had laid him on her chest and covered him with a soft cloth, keeping him warm, and soothing his bony body with gentle circling touches. He kept thinking of his new friends who had been so nice to him at the bridge and asked God if he could go back. God said, "Yes, but not just yet. You wanted to experience Love." So for several hours (seemed like days but it was dark and he couldn't tell what time it was), the human supplemented his feeding and let him experience the warmth of his mother's body and tongue, and the pile of warm soft littermates. He got weaker, and the human held him more often, leaving the littermates to sleep in a pile while he got caressed, kissed, and got to listen to the heartbeat which was strong and loving. Finally God came back and asked, "are you ready to come back to the Rainbow Bridge?" "Yes, he responded," with a little sorrow, because the human didn't want to let him go, and was crying. He pushed the air out of his lungs and floated back to the Rainbow Bridge and looked back at the human, who was still crying and holding the limp body that he had borrowed for his trip. "Thank you, God," he said. "Love is beautiful, and I will wait near the Bridge and let the human know, when she arrives, that I loved her, too." by Joy LaCaille (You have my permission to share it, but please keep my name as the author and my e-mail address attached to it. Email: [email][email protected][/email] [url]http://www.heroswaggintrain.com/poems_stories/bridgereturn.htm[/url][/url]

aw, marion! That was really a good poem!!!!

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