Life at Golden Pines

Good Weather--Good Weekend!!

2012-01-29T07:53:00.009-05:00

Our weekend so far could not be more enjoyable! On Saturday, warmth and bright sun allowed us to enjoy some extended time outdoors. Despite the high winds, the dogs enjoyed a good round of frisbee. I enjoyed a round of taking pictures with my new camera. I'm still getting the hang of it because there is so much to learn!

~Josh~

Toby had a round of rolling in the grass...

In the evening we met up with good friends for dinner. They are welcoming a new family member next week and are borrowing a few of our 'puppy things.' Their little boy will quickly outgrow them, but are needed none the less. Below is a picture from when they went to meet the puppies.

For dinner we ate a beautiful restaurant called 'Clydes of Willow Creek.' The food is amazing and the setting is stunning. The restaurant itself has a story to tell. A restaurant group purchased a series of antique heavy timber structures, dating back to as far as 1780, that had been destined for the wrecking ball. These structures were photographed, labeled, disassembled, preserved, and stored for later restoration. These four original antique buildings, have now been connected, and restored and represents the classic American Inn. It boosts paintings of the hunt country, classic carriages and buggies and early American artwork along with other reproduced ells from the early days of our country.

Included within the restaurant is a structure known as 'The Chandler Barn, which was built c.1885. This amazing Victorian beauty has two elliptical cupolas, and was originally built for hay, feed, and stock. (The below picture is taken from their website)

It really is a lovely place to enjoy with our friends and spend a Saturday evening! I hope you've had a good weekend too!

~Sheba~

The Loss and the Rediscovery

2012-01-26T10:09:00.004-05:00

Growing up, my mostly stay-at-home mom cooked almost every meal from scratch. Of course there were occasional meals out, but for the most part, everything was homemade. And in thinking about it, I don't remember eating many pre-made meals at all and when we did, it was a real treat!

But that was my Mom. And even though I enjoy cooking I'm just not an everyday-from-scratch-cook. With a busy hectic schedule, especially during the week, I rely on frozen or prepared food and a microwave oven. Unfortunately on Sunday, our microwave stopped working. I thought we'd be just fine. But I found that when I would open the cupboards to look for something to make for dinner, there would only be unopened cans and boxes staring blankly back at me. I was a bit bewildered because I couldn't cook or thaw anything that required the use of the microwave. In my mind everything in my freezer was now going to waste and collecting freezer burn. Then there was the moment when I realized that we were not even able to have a favorite treat--microwave popcorn. Oh the perplexity of it all.....!!...

~Lucas~

But then, something unexpected happened...I rekindled my love affair with.....the stove-top! Yes, you read that right, in the midst of my despair over not having a microwave, I discovered that the multi-functional stove-top can revitalize leftovers with the twist of a knob and heat up soup in minutes. Then there was an unexpected bonus when I discovered it can even make a grilled cheese sandwich! Okay, I already knew it could do that--But what I did realize that using the stove-top is like so many other good things in life that just take a little time.

~Todd at day-camp this week~

As you can tell, all is well here this week at 'Golden Pines' and I hope it is for you too! I look forward to catching up with your blogs today, after I buy some 'Jiffy Pop Popcorn!' ...do they still sell Jiffy Pop??

~Wendy~

What's In a Name

2012-01-22T19:03:00.001-05:00

Borrowing the words from an 'Eagles' tune, 'the sky won't snow and the sun won't shine,' pretty much sums up our weekend as the cold weather and clouds seemed content to stay around. It's times like this, when we're home and its cold that I start looking on the internet for something to bake. One website that I looked at had cookie recipes that sounded promising.

I don't know about you, but for me, there's something about having a name in a recipe that tells you immediately that whatever it is, it's going to be good! At least this is what I think when I see a recipe with 'My Grandmother's' or 'Mrs ---' in its name. I just feel like I should automatically trust the recipe, and make it right then. I also feel this way about church cookbooks. But this is exactly what I thought about a cookie recipe I came across called 'Mrs. Siggs Snickerdoodles.' I don't know who Mrs. Sigg is, but she she had a pretty good (and easy) recipe for snickerdoodles! Because I am a bit of a chocolate person, especially on days like today, it takes a lot for me to make something without chocolate in it somewhere. But I made them yesterday and for whatever reason, we just didn't seem to have enough, so I baked them again today. It just seemed like the thing to do. There were no complaints from Carl.

~CarrieAnne~

When I wasn't baking, I tried to spend as much time as I could outside with the dogs. They really do enjoy even the smallest amount of snow. However, I'm really hoping for more.

~Sheba~

But like the cookies, what we have will just have to do for now. Its been good enough for the weekend. I hope you've had a 'good enough' weekend too!

Another Non Weather Event

2012-01-21T19:37:00.001-05:00

Ahead of what was to be a snow and ice storm, all of the errands and shopping were done on Friday so the day could be spent at home. As I should have predicted, the event which the weathermen had touted beforehand as 'possibly significant' did not occur.

With temperatures hovering around freezing and slick roads we didn't want to venture out and have just spent a very quiet day at home. Todd has eaten and played in what little bit of snow we did get.

Each day we learn something new about Lucas. Look closely at the below picture, and the awkwardness of what is his favorite sleeping position.

We've also learned that he must have had a career harassing cats. His continued interest in our cat CC goes well past curiosity and is more like stalking. Even though I don't think he would (or could) hurt her, we keep an eye on him, and she does too.

A belated Christmas gift arrived from Carl on Friday, which was a new camera! While I really love the one I have been using, I have to admit that the new one, which is my first 'DSLR' is going to be fun to learn to use. However, the lens it came with doesn't have the 'zoom' that my old one has. So until I can save up enough pennies or sell a kidney (or both) to buy one, I'll be using them both

The pictures above were taken with my 'old camera.' The ones below are straight out of the new camera with no editing. So far I like the crisper close up pictures when the lighting isn't that good. I think the pictures and my biscuits turned out pretty good--I'll just add that I make them just like my Mom used too!

The new camera is going to take some getting used too. But I have plenty of time, and plenty of things to take pictures of.

~Todd~

I hope you're having a good weekend!!

~Charlie~

It's Thursday and It's Okay

2012-01-19T09:27:00.000-05:00

For many reasons it's always such a relief to me when Thursday unceremoniously arrives. The hectic and exhaustive pace of getting up early, getting home late and 3 full days at work are behind me. Ahead is my day off and the weekend after a short work day on Friday. My life and my time become mine again.

Lucas saw the vet this week and all the tests results show that he's in good health--Except for his teeth. My vet commented that she has never seen a dogs mouth in such terrible condition and with so much active infection. A thorough exam of his teeth was difficult to do because he was whining and crying when she pulled back his lips. Lucas has been referred to a veterinary dentist because he is unfortunately going to have to have all or almost all of his teeth taken out. I've called for an appointment and he won't be able to be seen until the 31st. Until then he is on antibiotics and pain medication. Lucas is getting along well with the other dogs and is right in with the crowd for treats (which he swallows whole) and mealtime. It has been a bit of trial and error but I have finally found the right combination of a dehydrated food, mixed with canned that he likes and is able to eat with just a little help from me. All in all, he really has settled in very nicely this week! He will come and sit next to me and put both front paws on my leg, look at me and wag his tail. Needless to say, it melts my heart. But I think he knows he's going to be okay.

~Todd & Lucas~

Enjoy your Thursday!

Family Treasures

2012-01-15T10:06:00.004-05:00

My last Uncle passed away this week at the age of 90. Even though I'm very sad about his loss, there is comfort in knowing that he had a good long life. And even despite a few health problems, he was lucky to be able to continue living at home with his wife (my Aunt of course) of more than 60 years. My Uncle's passing reminded me that he and my two remaining Aunts are truly a connection to other family members, my past, my childhood and my Mother. They are what I consider our 'family treasures.'

With the arrival of Lucas this week, I have thought a lot about 'family treasures.' He is as you know a senior dog, about 12 or 13 years old. To many, Lucas would be considered a family treasure. One that would be looked after, worried about and cared for. But he wasn't...Or was he?

I was contacted by someone from the rescue that Lucas's owner had come forward late on Friday to claim him. The shelter contacted the rescue and asked about perhaps returning him. I discussed at length with the volunteer from the rescue about Lucas's physical condition--He's almost totally deaf, thin, and as mentioned, his teeth are in terrible condition (!!), and he's also not neutered. While he may have been loved, I don't believe that he has been cared for or worried about. This was confirmed when the shelter manager said that the explanation given about why he wasn't looked for earlier was because he was an outdoor dog and 'would be gone for several days, but always came home.' The owner also said that Lucas 'knew about cars and knew to stay out of the street.' My problem with that is that Lucas came from the inner-city of Baltimore, not the safest place for anyone on the street, two or four legged.

However the question remained, should Lucas be returned? He was held at the shelter for the required 5 days. The rescue legally owns him. However, when there are extenuating circumstances and owners come forward afterwards, there have been times when dogs have been returned. But all things such as the owners explanation, the condition of the Golden and the life they would be returning to are all considered and discussed.

In Lucas's case, because of the extensive cost, he probably won't receive the needed vet care. He also would probably be returning to a life on the street, or maybe even tied up outside.

Taking all this into consideration, it was decided and I agree that he should not be returned to his previous owner. I know that some of you will disagree with this decision, and may find it 'heartless.' I respect those feelings. But I feel strongly that Lucas should have the care he deserves at his age. He should have a warm place to sleep and good meals every day. He should have someone who worries about him, every day. Lucas should have a home where every day, he's treasured.

A New Story and Life for Lucas

2012-01-12T21:25:00.000-05:00

Today, a dog known as 'Elmer' to his shelter friends was sprung from his unfortunate incarceration, and put into an awaiting Subaru. Leaving the hussle and bussle of the big city of Baltimore, his next stop was an inconspicuous and out of the way meeting place, a parking lot of a McDonalds. A bit unsure about what was happening to him, I took his face into my hands, looked into his brown eyes and told him to trust me, that I'd done this lots of times before, and he would be just fine. He was then put into my van and unceremoniously and without notice we quietly crossed the border into Virginia--His next stop, Golden Pines.

Arriving in the quiet country side of western Loudoun County, 'Elmer' was introduced to his new housemates. His initiation was a 'smack down' by the cat, and a nip in the face by a tough-boy Scottie named Todd. In the end, all decided that he was okay in their book, and could stay!

As the leader of the pack, I have given 'Elmer' a new identity. At Golden Pines, he'll be known as 'Lucas.' We think it suits him. He'll be taken to the vet on Monday where his tired body will be given a good once over. He is thin, has some laryngeal paralysis, and severe periodontal disease. The smell of infection from his broken, missing, loose and infected teeth and gums can empty a room. Lucas is unable to eat anything other than canned food.

There are other things that I could tell you about Lucas, but they can wait. Right now he's sleeping by the backdoor because he's reluctant to venture much past the kitchen. When I've gone into the kitchen, he wags his tail. He's a sweet boy. I wonder what his story is? I wonder what his story will be?

Waiting to Come Home

2012-01-11T10:41:00.002-05:00

It has been a very busy week so far! It started before daylight on Monday morning when I realized that Carl had locked my keys inside my van the day before. Yes, I'm blaming Carl. It had to be him, I would never do such a thing, especially when I knew my keys were inside, right?! Right... I know that to some, it may not be such a big deal. But when you don't have an extra key, the office where you work is short-staffed and everyone is counting on you to be there, and the only other person who has a key, in this case Carl, works 2 hours away from home, it turns into one. Fortunately it turned out 'okay.' Carl made the drive back home, and I got to work only about an hour late. He decided to take the rest of day off because of something about not wanting to drive a total of 8 hours, to only work for about 6. I guess in doing the math, it really didn't make much sense to go back.

Todd returned to day-care on Tuesday for the first time since late November. He was so excited when he saw where he was, and he really had a great time playing with the other dogs! He especially had a good time with a young Rottweiler named 'Lola.'

Todd was totally worn out when I picked him up at the end of the day. I was exhausted as well and we all went to bed early. Today will be another busy day at work. But I have no real plans for tomorrow when I'm off work. Hopefully I'll have the chance to catch up on your blogs and things around the house.

We've also been asked to take another senior dog. He was stray found around Baltimore Maryland. Right now he's doing his time in a local shelter, and is estimated to be about 12-13 years old. His owners have until Thursday to claim him. While I hope that his owners will come, it's good to know that if they don't, he'll have a new home to go to, which will be ours. Stay tuned.

Basic Truths and Observations

2012-01-08T17:00:00.004-05:00

It's the end of the first week of making a conscious effort to try and be a bit more mindful of what Carl and I are eating. I have to admit that I've done pretty well despite that lurking within the cupboards of the office where I work are the remnants of the Christmas baskets we received. As a result, I have been reminded of the basic truths about eating that I just can't deny which are:

1. Cake is delicious anytime.

2. Broccoli tastes better with cheese sauce.

3. There is no real substitute for butter.

4. Fruit does make a great dessert--- But it's even better baked with a crisp topping and served with ice cream.

5. At the end of a long day, when you're tired, worn out and stressed out, something 'light and healthy' can make for a disappointing meal.

These are just my observations after the first week. Todd on the other hand, continues to be stuck on his own observations.

Which are the turkey buzzards that have been flying over our house this weekend. Each time Todd sees them, he barks and chases them. He's done this so much that now Josh and Charlie are noticing them too. When they kept coming back, and flying so low, I began to get a little concerned that they might be thinking of Todd as a meal. Crazy thought? Probably. But I looked it up, and read that they won't. So I'll just let him continue his game as they fly and soar quietly overhead looking for their next meal.

I wonder how they feel about eating healthy?

The Healing Continues

2012-01-07T17:36:00.000-05:00

The calendar may say it's early January, but for the past couple of days, it's feeling more like November or March. Today and yesterday the dogs and I weren't planning on being outdoors long, but we got caught up in the warmth.

~Sunrise on Friday morning~

Todd however, got caught up in watching the cat, CC, walk the fence.

I'm not sure if it's brought on by the weather, but there continues to be a change in Toby. He's showing a more mischievous and playful side. When he is laying in the grass there is a look of peace and contentment about him too.

~Toby~

I think that like Sheba's leg, the healing is continuing.

I hope you're having an enjoyable weekend!

~Nearly full moon on Friday night~

So Much for Enthusiasm!!

2012-01-05T16:18:00.002-05:00

When I got up this morning, I was ready to start the day! We've had 2 days with temperatures well below freezing, and the day was predicted to be a sunny and warmer one, giving me some added enthusiasm!

When daylight came, I took the dogs for their morning walk. We even went a little farther than we usually do. You can see in the picture below, that Sheba also had enthusiasm at the start of the day!

It really felt good to be outside in the fresh air.

I fed the birds and took a few pictures.

Once back inside, I cooked breakfast for myself and the dogs and tackled the laundry. I then reviewed the list of things that needed to get done. Sheba had a vet appointment to recheck how her leg is healing. (it looks great by the way) I had an appointment to get my haircut. My van needs an oil change and a headlight needs to be replaced. Of course there's always that needed stop at the grocery store. But then, I can't explain it, but something happened. All of the sudden I had no energy or enthusiasm...

So, I called and rescheduled Sheba's and my appointments. I'll have Carl take care of my van on Saturday, and I think we have plenty of groceries. I've spent the day with the dogs and just relaxing not really doing anything. After all, why do today what you can do tomorrow or Saturday--Especially when it's your day off, right?!

We Begin Again

2012-01-03T06:19:00.000-05:00

While I'm (of course) still saddened by the loss of Bubba, I'm ready to get up, dust myself off and begin again. Yesterday Toby rolled in the grass, and playfully ran off in another direction when I called him.

Even though Toby still at times seems a bit withdrawn, I think he's ready too, that spark is back.

Thank-you again for your friendship and support.

Enjoy your Tuesday.

Inside Warmth

2012-01-02T09:06:00.000-05:00

Finally, a cold front with some bite delivers a legitimate winter chill to start off this first week of 2012. Today outside temperatures will struggle to gain any forward momentum and the squirrels will also struggle to get the suet at the bird-feeders. Inside, the antics of a puppy bring warmth, as have your kind, thoughtful comments on the loss of Bubba. I have felt comforted as I have read each and every one, and have been so grateful to receive them. I cannot thank you enough.

Toby seems a bit 'misplaced,' which is totally understandable. I can tell that he's missing Bubba. For some reason, he won't eat in the place that he and Bubba shared. So, I've moved where his bowl is, and we are giving him lots of reassurance as I know he is also mourning the loss. Todd has been snuggling up to him, something he's not really done before. It reminds me of what Charles Schultz who wrote the Peanuts comic strip once said about 'happiness being a warm puppy.' Comfort can be found in one too.

Today I have to return to the vet. On Friday in the midst of what was happening with Bubba, there was another fight between CarrieAnne and Sheba. Sheba's leg that had just healed was re-injured more severely this time. The vet was able to suture everything together. But she's not very encouraging because she's concerned that more surgery may be needed if there is not sufficient healing--That decision will be made today when the bandages are removed. Over the weekend I've spoken with several people about the situation. There is a single 'trigger' that causes the fights. And because we know what that is and when it occurs, we will enlist the help of a dog-trainer to try and change and redirect both of them. We are also using herbal remedies to reduce any stress--Theirs, not mine...Hmmmmm...Maybe I should try them too...

I found out yesterday that the property that is behind us now has a contract on it.
I didn't follow the time-honored southern tradition
of having black-eyed peas for New Years,
and I wonder what the year will bring.

Farewell to Bubba and 2011

2011-12-31T07:59:00.002-05:00

We who choose to surround ourselves with lives

more temporary than our own

live within a fragile circle,

easily and often breached.

Unable to accept its awful gaps,

we still would live no other way.

We cherish memory as the only certain immortality,

never fully understanding the necessary plan."

~Irving Townsend~

This quote tumbled around in my mind several times yesterday as Bubba quietly left this life for the next. We are thankful for the 18 months that he spent with us. They were not always easy ones because of his health and limitations. But knowing that Bubba is free from all those things brings peace. His kind, quiet, gentle nature, licks on the hand, and high pitched 'woo-woo-wooo's' when he was happy will be missed. His lifetime companion, Toby, like us, is missing him already. I wish I could explain it all to him, but as I mentioned yesterday, I think he already knows.

The day was a very difficult one. Those of you who are 'Facebook friends' may have seen my update saying that it 'was the worst day I'd ever had as a dog owner.' It truly was. With those events and the loss of Bubba and the six others this year, my spirit and the 'fragile circle' that I live in truly feels breached and broken. I cannot remember ever being at a lower point. This circle that Carl and I have chosen to live in, and my broken heart will hopefully be made whole by your friendship, family, and the good memories and times of the past year. At least as the last day of 2011 dawns, and a new year is on the horizon, that's my hope.

The Vigil

2011-12-30T05:05:00.000-05:00

I mentioned a few days ago that Bubba was not doing well, and we were having problems keeping him on his feet. He's been managing quite well with our help this week and I wasn't worried too much about him. Yesterday he was having a bit more difficulty but together we managed and he seemed fine. However, last evening he came into the office, lay down and fell into what seemed like a deep sleep. Our attempts to rouse him were unsuccessful and afterwards I noticed that Bubba was shivering. Thinking it was a 'focal seizure' I put a coat on him, and covered him up hoping it would pass. It did somewhat, but Carl stayed with him through the early hours of the morning. I got up about 3 AM to check on him, and let Carl get some rest. There has been no change. He is warm and his breathing, continues to be slow and deep. He seems comfortable, and really appears to just be in a deep sleep. However, he is a little responsive to my talking to him, and shortly I'll wake Carl to see if we can get Bubba to wake up and get him on his feet.

Nearby is Bubba's life companion, Toby, who has not left his side, even at my insisting that he go out, he won't leave him. Just inside this circle and watching over the two is Sam. I wish they could tell me what they know. When my eyes met Toby's, there was an instant that I think he may have. I am feeling an old wound in my heart opening once again.

A Lame Duck Session

2011-12-29T17:28:00.000-05:00

A very busy week as co-workers were on vacation, and we are cramming 5 days of work into 4. Outside, the cold has returned, but a beautiful crescent moon has been along with me on the drive home, and Venus has also been visible. I can't believe that it's two days and counting before the New Year. I'm already planning a resolution or two for the year ahead, one of them is one that many of us make which is to eat a bit healthier. However I know that I don't dare begin that one as I am experiencing what I am going to call a 'Lame Duck Session' -- You may know what I'm talking about--The week after Christmas and before New Year's day where you would gladly begin a healthier diet if it weren't for all the leftover sweets and tempting food that seems to be everywhere you are! Today I had a nice lunch with a very dear friend who was so thoughtful and bought both us each a delicious, freshly baked cookie that I enjoyed every single bite of as we chatted in front of a warm fireplace. I felt absolutely no remorse for my continued indulgence!

Happening at our house are the teenage antics Todd. Tired of barking into the darkness, a pulled out chair became an invitation to see what was on the table it was sitting next to. A black laundry marker was used to recolor my rug and his paws. Onto the next thing which was to chase the cat. Checking that off the list, it was then time to see if the laundry basket held a sock in need of chewing up. Not disappointed, and that task completed it was then time to jump into my lap to play the newest computer game which is to jump at anything that moves on the monitor. I ended that game and Todd found his next one. All of this was before 6:30 this morning. I don't think he feels any remorse for his indulgences either!

All is Calm, All is Bright

2011-12-26T14:55:00.000-05:00

A very quiet Christmas and day after. Exactly one year ago today was what became known as the Boxing Day blizzard, or known locally as Nomageddon, as snow clobbered our area. This year, it’s not even a close call for any snow, with high pressure and bright sunny skies. It makes for perfect weather for taking the dogs for long walks.

Bubba is becoming increasingly immobile. More and more he is having problems walking and we are helping him to his feet most of the time. Unaware of his limitations, he wanted to come on a walk with us today, so despite my best judgement, we took him along. Once Bubba gets some momentum going, he does pretty well. But on this walk Carl ended up with the job getting him home after he had difficulty walking through the tall grass. I know it wears him out, so I covered him up with a blanket as he napped afterwards.

The dogs and I really do enjoy the walk up the hill in back of us. The two 10 acre parcels that adjoin our property was put back on the market to sell in late October. With 2 significant price reductions, I wonder how much longer we will be able to have it all to ourselves without feeling like we're trespassing.

I just can't get enough of the view with the pond.

I always look for little treasures on these walks. Hanging on a branch today was this little birds nest that I noticed had dog hair loosely woven into its construction. I love thinking that the dogs hair was keeping baby birds warm this summer.

The only one not worn out from the walk and all the fresh air is Todd. In typical terrier fashion, he just needs a recharge of his batteries and ...

he's already looking for his next adventure. I wish I had his energy.

Merry Christmas!!

2011-12-24T05:32:00.001-05:00

A Christmas candle is a lovely thing;

It makes no noise at all,

But softly gives itself away;

While quite unselfish, it grows small.

Thank-you for your cards you've sent, via e-mail and post!

And thank-you for the best gift of all that can't be found under the tree,

the gift of your friendship!

Merry Christmas everyone!!

What Did He Notice the Most?

2011-12-22T11:01:00.001-05:00

I was wearing Carl's garden shoes, my gray-flannel pajamas with pink hearts and mice on them, and an old over sized green sweater. In one hand I had a bucket of bird-food, the other held a few feathers and my camera. In the background there was the chaotic barking from the dogs inside the fence. Not having any neighbors, for me, the scene was all perfectly normal. To some, like the mail-man who had come to deliver a package, it may not have been. When he left I glanced around and feeling a bit (okay, a lot) embarrassed, I wondered what he'd noticed the most and what was he thinking as he stood there with his broad smile at 9 o'clock this morning?

Christmas is in Sight!

2011-12-20T22:22:00.001-05:00

I can't believe that it's less than a week before Christmas. I feel like I should be running around like a chicken with its head cut off trying to get everything done, but I'm really not. I only have 1 more day of work for the week. Its been pretty hectic with kids home from college and people wanting to use up their dental benefits for the year. To keep us going and to ease the stress, the office has been totally bombarded with gift baskets. We’ve had everything from Walkers shortbread and Lindor Truffles to homemade cookies and fudge. I happen to be a chocoholic (and love other sweets too) but I usually do pretty well avoiding them. But when my co-workers and I sit in our break-room and they’re right in front of us, they’re hard to resist!

We are also having the most random weather. We had a light dusting of snow on Sunday, but the past couple of days it has been in the 50’s, tomorrow the weatherman said it may get to 60 degrees. My forsythia bushes are budding and even have a few blooms on them. This is December, right?

The dogs are doing pretty well. Todd is not attending day-camp this week. He’s now more than 8 months old, so I’m trying to get him used to staying home during the day. He does stay in a crate while we’re gone, and the dog-walker does come midday and he gets a break. The past couple of days, he seems to have a real fascination with Carl's computer. It makes me wonder what he’s doing when we're not around?

I hope your week is going well!!

~Toby on Sunday~

A Walk With Wendy

2011-12-17T14:47:00.002-05:00

A cold, cloudy day where gloves are needed when out for any length of time. The bird feeders are busy with visits from the chickadees, cardinals, blue jays, woodpeckers, and whatever else stops by for an easy meal.

We got a late start getting the dogs walked this morning. At the very back of the pack was Wendy who unexpectedly decided she wanted to come along with us. Because of her arthritis, she very rarely goes on walks with us anymore,. Instead Wendy tools around the yard and will roll in the grass or just soak up an incredible world of scents that I will never know. Eventually she'll go back to the house to wait for us to return. Carl and the other dogs were a little ahead of us, so I waited for Wendy who will sometimes decide to wander off in another direction. At more than 14 years old, and having been with us the longest, she is the matriarch of the pack. Because of her position, I really believe that Wendy feels that she is my equal. Yes, she's indeed right about that. This may explain why she pretty much goes where she wants to, does as she pleases, and returns to us when she's ready.

I found that this morning was a rare, special time with just the two of us. She and I don't have many walks alone these days. Several times, she stopped for a moment to rest. I told her to take her time, and as she always does, she looked at me like she totally understands what I've said to her. After all of our years together, I think she does. Too soon our walk was over and we were back home. A brief time to spend with my old friend, but such a special time, and one that we both needed.

~Wendy in November~

I Just Want to Sit

2011-12-16T13:11:00.001-05:00

With my list written out, I got an early start for another marathon day of shopping on Thursday. My last stop, was Wegmans for groceries for the weekend and for baking. While organizing my final list, I realized that I didn't have my credit card. Of course my mind started spinning as I thought of the 'what if's' of someone else having it. Since I wasn't far from the last place I'd used it, I went back only to find there were no parking spaces near the store. In my rush, I parked 'illegally' to retrace my steps. Thankfully the store had my card, but for some reason it took several minutes to locate the manager to open the safe and retrieve it. When I came out, a policeman was just walking up to my van with his ticket book in hand. I bombarded the officer with my explanation that came complete with a plea for leniency and goodwill since it's the holidays. He bought it, and let me go!

Re-energized and feeling lucky I was in and out of the grocery store quickly and on my way home; still feeling grateful for finding my credit card unharmed and for the kindness of the police officer. I was up late last evening, but I finished my baking, made potato soup and wrote a few Christmas cards.

Too tired to do the dishes, I left them overnight secretly hoping my luck would hold and someone like Carl or the dish-fairy would do them while I was sleeping--No such luck, they were still there waiting for me this morning.

It was another early start to the day, but I got everything cleaned up,

put away and a few packages ready to be mailed.

Then I was off again to our little (but new) post office to stand in line.

Our 7-11 was busy too.

As this video shows, Todd and I were a lot alike in our 'running' this morning,

I just wish I had his speed.

But with everything done for now, I've been able to sit,
and enjoy a warm bowl of potato soup for my lunch.

There's a part of me that would kind of like to just take a nap,

But I really just want to do nothing, look out my window at the birds
and read what you've all been up too.

I think that's just what I'm going to do...

A Do Over

2011-12-14T20:50:00.000-05:00

I got off work early because I had to take Sheba back to the vet.

Even though she's wearing a 'comfy cone of shame' she had a partner in crime that I think, somehow managed to remove all the staples in her leg. Todd wouldn't leave her wound alone, so there really is no other explanation as to how the staples came out. Despite this little set back, everything is healing nicely. However, from where her skin was shaved, its become really irritated and red from the clippers. It's really bothering her and the vet and I think that her skin will either heal, or become hot-spots. I've got medication to try and ease the discomfort I know she's having.

Today I also picked up the second printing of our Christmas cards. Long story, but suffice it to say that my 'obsessive compulsiveness' kicked in, and I had them redone. I am also finished with work for the rest of the week. I'm hoping to get some of my cards written and packages put together and mailed. I feel like I'm where I was this past Sunday when I was thinking I'd be able to relax. I'm really worn out and tired and am hoping I'll get that 'do over' and the chance to relax that I didn't get last weekend. Stay tuned!

~Something about this picture of Todd made me laugh...~

On the Mend

2011-12-12T21:16:00.000-05:00

I'd really hoped for the chance to sit and relax and enjoy my Sunday afternoon. Unfortunately, that didn't happen. I was sitting at my computer when I heard the Todd barking outside. It was a high pitched non-stop bark that I don't know that I've heard from him before. Figuring it was probably nothing, I sent Carl out to see what the commotion was. A couple of minutes later, he came inside with Sheba, covered in blood. Carrie was behind her with blood on her as well. The two had gotten into a fight. Sheba had a large wound on her front leg that was laying open. She let me wash the debris off, and I then went to check on the other dogs. Todd was continuing to bark, and I was concerned that he'd been part of the fight too. Thankfully he was not. Carrie's wounds were superficial and didn't require much more than being washed off. So I put Sheba into the van and took her to the animal emergency. Almost 3 hours later, we left with Sheba having staples on her face, and leg. She has other wounds that will only need to be kept clean.

This morning they were still tentative around one another. I left Carrie in her crate all day and this evening they are fine. You may recall that this is not the first time that Sheba has started a fight. A friend of mine suggested that I think about re-homing Sheba. Needless to say, I don't know what to do. There's a lot about this that continues to tumble around in my head. But thankfully I don't have to do anything for now, except let the mending begin for all of us.

Focus, Patience and Persistence

2011-12-11T08:55:00.003-05:00

The last few days have been really busy ones. I was out late on Friday night because of our office Christmas party. Saturday morning was off to an early start Christmas shopping. I wanted to get ahead of the afternoon crowds and I thought I was doing well, but ran into another parade in the town of Leesburg. Trying to remain focused on the tasks at hand, and not really in the mood for a parade, I only took a couple of pictures and was off again. I was on a mission after all!

It paid off as there were few people in the stores.

Finally after about 5 hours of shopping, I was home!

It was then time to try and capture that elusive perfect picture
of the dogs for this years Christmas card.

Here are a few examples of my trying to get the dogs to cooperate...

~Toby~

~Sheba~

Needless to say, I was worn out at the end of the day and the photo session...But determination and patience and a little bit of creativity did pay off when an unexpected almost perfect picture was taken. Last night I ordered the cards online and I'll pick them up tomorrow. I'm my worst critic when it comes to my photos. This is why this morning I can't even look at the picture that we decided to use, so I won't post it today.

Today I'm looking forward to relaxing, watching the birds out the window

and catching up on your blogs! Enjoy your Sunday!

I Love a Parade!

2011-12-07T04:39:00.005-05:00

There's nothing like a Christmas parade to give you a dose of the holiday spirit!

For me, there's just something about the simplicity that's found in small town parades.

I love their beauty...

And the poise and grace...

Of the people within them.

The sound of the music always electrifies the air...

And seeing the dogs never fails to put a smile on peoples faces...

I enjoy the riders on magnificent and beautiful horses...

That walk with their dogs...

It's always fun seeing the local groups in the parades too...with their dogs...

(Great Pyrenees Mountain Dogs)

It's so hard to say what my favorite part is about small town parades.

I guess it's the dogs...

At Last a Happy Ending!!

2011-12-04T22:02:00.000-05:00

Every single soft toy that we had has been ripped to shreds. The best and biggest rope toys that have been around for several years, have been unraveled and every tennis balls de-fuzzed and chewed up. The culprit of this dog-toy massacre was not the puppy, but Jasmine. From early October when she arrived, despite trying to hide them, no toy was safe as she used her Golden Retriever instinct and found them. The rein of Queen Jasmine didn't stop there. At any given time, her bark could be heard all over Golden Pines as she would let me know that her meal wasn't being prepared fast enough, treats were not as plentiful as she wanted, and outside is where she wanted to go.

The reign of Queen Jasmine ended today. You may recall that she was supposed to have surgery this past Friday. However, there was a change in plans when Jasmine was all prepped and ready for a spay surgery and tumor removal, it was discovered that Jasmine had other tumors in her abdomen. Closer examination and x-rays showed that there were multiple mammary tumors that should not be disturbed because if they are the cancerous-type it may cause them to spread more quickly. So, no spay or tumor removal was done, which meant that Jasmine was ready for adoption! I called and discussed everything at length with her new family and took Queen Jasmine to her new kingdom this afternoon.

So tonight, with Jasmine dethroned there's nothing but the most indestructible of dog-toys left behind, and a bit of a sting in my heart because she's gone. I am going to miss her. But I'm thankful for the time that Jasmine was here with us. And I am especially thankful for a happy ending because a good and kind family opened their hearts and home to her.

Even with all the dogs, with Jasmine gone there is a different feeling in the house tonight. Carl reminded me that this is the first time in a long time that we've not had a foster dog for the rescue. I wonder how long that will last?

~Bubba~

Difference in a Day

2011-12-01T18:46:00.002-05:00

This was Charlie yesterday...

This is Charlie after spending today at the 'spa.'

What a difference a day makes!!

I hope you've enjoyed yours!

There's No Place Like Home

2011-11-29T22:13:00.000-05:00

I came home early from work today. I don't know if it is just everything catching up with me, or if it's the post-Thanksgiving blahs that are clogging my brain. But when the schedule fell apart, I asked if I could take the afternoon off work and come home.

So far the week is off to a quiet start. That is if you don't consider zebras sauntering around Loudoun County where I live. This happened when a couple of them got loose from an animal park. A maintenance man left a gate open allowing the zebras to escape. Their adventure lasted about three hours before they were recaptured and returned home safely.

Todd is being kept home from day-care this week because of his surgery last Wednesday.

I've no doubt that he misses the fun and games with his friends at 'Belly Rubs.'

But there really is no place like home!

Ending on a Good Note

2011-11-27T17:50:00.000-05:00

Thank-you all for your kind thoughts that you left for the loss of our boy Jake. Your e-mails and comments have again reminded me that I'm not alone in my loss. I used Saturday as my personal day of mourning Jake. I didn't really do anything other than eat all the wrong things, nap, surf the internet, read blogs and tend to the dogs. I have to admit, that I didn't even get dressed. Today however I was ready and needed to rejoin the human race. The weather could not have been nicer today with temps warm enough to have the windows open to bring in some fresh air.

Todd is doing really well since his surgery this past Wednesday. We have followed the post-op instructions and not allowed him to over do it. He's been resting quite nicely in his crate and not complaining. What a good patient he has been!

~Todd taking it easy and not overdoing it~

I did hear from the family that Jasmine picked as her 'forever family.' They have decided to wait for her to recover from her surgery which is scheduled for Friday.

I also heard from some friends of mine who are also a foster home for the rescue. Marilyn, who you will recall was also interested in Jasmine has found her new companion in their 10 year foster girl named Abigail!

~Marilyn and Abigail~

The weekend is ending quietly and peacefully and on a good note. I hope yours is too.

Good Bye to a Dog Named Jake

2011-11-26T07:48:00.003-05:00

There are some who wouldn't love or want an old Golden Retriever named Jake with a large growth over his eye, a thin dry coat, long lanky bowed legs and funny looking feet that thumped each time he took a step. But I did. There are some who wouldn't want a dog named Jake that couldn't always make it outside in time and would have accidents in the house. But I did. There are some who wouldn't want a dog named Jake around that kept to himself and didn't interact much with you or your dogs. But I did. There are some who wouldn't notice the little endearing things a dog named Jake did like rub his head on your leg for a hug or attention. But I did. There are some who while holding the paw of a dog named Jake in their hands, and petting him for the last time, not be able to see that Jake was just as handsome, just as dignified and just as perfect as the Golden Retriever in the portrait above him. But I did. There are some who wouldn't allow an old dog named Jake to break an already broken heart. But I did.

God speed Jake until we meet you again at the Rainbow Bridge...

Thank-you for being part of our lives for 24 days.

~~Some of you asked what caused Jake to leave us so quickly. There was really no final diagnosis. One vet thought Jake may have had a small stroke and a kidney infection. Another thought it may have been Hemorrhagic gastroenteritis (HGE) because he had many of the symptoms that appeared so quickly. Whatever it was, because of Jake's age and already compromised and weakened system it was all just too much for him to overcome.

Jake in Intensive Care

2011-11-25T14:35:00.000-05:00

Thank-you to everyone who have stopped by today to leave your good thoughts and support for Jake. At the vet this morning, 'Dr. Taylor' made up for what he lacks in sincerity with excellent care and brutal honesty which I respect and very much appreciated. It has taken a little bit of doing, but the board of the rescue agreed to give Jake a chance, and he's been taken to a critical care unit and is in intensive care. He is on a heavy dose of antibiotics and fluids to try and get him to come around. However his condition has been described as 'grave' and there is not much hope from the vet's that this will change. Despite the cost of his care and the small odds of his recovering, the board of the rescue agreed with me to provide supportive care to see if there is any improvement by this evening. I am holding onto a little bit of hope and a spark I saw in Jake's eyes as I held his paw and kissed him good-bye.

Today It's About Jake

2011-11-25T07:20:00.000-05:00

Jake is not doing well. He was sick throughout the day on Thursday and I thought that maybe it was the stress of being caged at the vet all day on Wednesday. Perhaps it was. Whatever caused it, he's unable to stand this morning. Both preferred vets are out of town and we'll have to be seen by the vet I like the least. I need to remember that it's about getting Jake back on his feet and not my feelings about the vet who I have seen more than once give my senior dogs a roll of his eyes and shake of his head. The current appearance of Jake, I know will elicit this same response. I can only hope for compassion and that I'm wrong.

Thanksgiving and a Memory

2011-11-24T04:42:00.000-05:00

One of the things I'm thankful for today is that Todd, although he's a little worse for wear and as you can see in the picture, he's not very happy, he did just fine with his surgery yesterday. He ate part of an evening meal and slept all night.

A question was asked on a radio station yesterday that if you could only have one item for your Thanksgiving dinner, what would it be? Of course the answers varied from the obvious of the turkey to someone saying their Grandmother's tripe stew (blech!!). Mine would have to be my Mother's cornbread dressing. There was no written recipe so it varied from year to year. Sometimes there would be to much sage in it, other years it may have been to dry, another it would be perfect. Even though its been a long time since I had it, I can still remember its taste and smell. I'll be missing it and my family today....

What's your single favorite dish for Thanksgiving? Whatever it is, and wherever your Thanksgiving takes you, I hope your day is a safe and enjoyable one!

~Fallen pine needles on our road yesterday~

Crossing My Fingers and T's

2011-11-23T11:02:00.002-05:00

The day before Thanksgiving started out cloudy, rainy and foggy. But as the morning has progressed there has been some clearing and we are getting some welcomed sun and temps well above freezing.

Todd is having surgery this morning to be 'altered.' You'll recall it had to be rescheduled when I gave him a teeny-tiny training treat last week.

Also spending the day at the vet with Todd is Jake, our newest addition. He's having x-rays taken of his heart and lungs and a couple of other tests. Results were returned on a thyroid panel that was done, and it came back 'normal.' What explanation could there be for his baldness and very thin coat? Could the reason be as simple as a poor diet? I have no idea, but I do know that I'm going to have to find my dog coats for him, because he's going to be cold this winter.

Following Todd and Jake will be Bubba. He's going in later today to have follow up blood work to check the level of seizure medication in his system. So far, he's not had any seizures, so I'm hopeful that the vet got the dosage right on the first try.

~Jasmine and Toby~

Then, last but not least Jasmine's adoption has been put on hold because she's having surgery next week. I really wanted to make sure to cross my T's and make sure she was healthy prior to her adoption. So I called the vet to make sure a hard and lumpy quarter-size tumor on her belly wasn't an issue. Apparently, it is an issue. Jasmine's initial test results were coming in at the same time Bubba was having his cluster of seizures so somewhere it didn't register that aspirate confirmed that something should be done about it. But it may explain why I was a little unsettled about the lump in the first place if (when) the vet mentioned that it should be removed and biopsied. At any rate, I dropped the ball and feel really terrible about it. But her having this surgery will ensure that she's healthy at the start of her new life. Which is the positive that I need to keep in mind.

I'm off work today and am going to spend it catching up on your blogs, which will also help to keep my mind off worrying about our crew. I hope you'll keep your fingers crossed and positive thoughts in mind for Todd, Jake, Jasmine and Bubba.

Enjoy your Wednesday!

~Charlie and Barney the donkey~

Jasmine Makes Her Choice

2011-11-21T21:48:00.002-05:00

I took Jasmine to meet two families this weekend. The first, was the lady in her 60's named Marilyn. As expected, she was very kind, caring and compassionate. She had a lovely home and a perfect setting for any dog. Jasmine made herself right at home, and was relaxed and seemed to like Marilyn. I left there thinking that Jasmine would be very lucky to have this as her forever home.

But later I received another call asking about Jasmine, and was a little bit surprised. Typically there are not many calls for the senior dogs. But it was a couple with an 8 year old daughter, and a 14 year old Golden named Sugar. We decided to meet yesterday afternoon in Gettysburg, (a 3 day battle took place here during the civil war in July, 1863) The meeting went really well. Jasmine responded the family and was so attentive, going to them for attention and ear rubs. She really seemed to connect with them. We had a very nice visit, and when it was time to go, I told them I would let them know by the end of the week if Jasmine would be going to their home, or Marilyn's--I honestly didn't know. As we walked to my van, Jasmine seemed a bit confused about why they were going in one direction and we were going in another. I think she had made her choice of who she liked and wants as her forever home. I called them this evening and they were so happy! Jasmine will probably be leaving us by the end of the week. It's bittersweet because I feel kind of sad for Marilyn who has no one, and I hope she will understand that it's what's best for Jasmine.

Finally, many thanks to all of you who entered the drawing for the book 'Pure Gold!' I wish I could give each of you a book, but unfortunately I can't. We held the drawing in our kitchen, letting Todd pick the name after we tipped the hat filled with the names.

I learned to not let a puppy grab a piece of paper because you may not get it back. But after a brief chase around the kitchen, living room, and dining room, we got it back from Todd and he had picked, Noreen whose blog is titled 'Life Blessings' as the winner! Congratulations Noreen, and thank-you all for your interest in the book and entering the drawing!

An Unsung Hero

2011-11-20T20:47:00.002-05:00

~Todd & Josh~

Today is my 30th wedding anniversary. Although we felt 'grown up' when we got married, I was 20 years old, Carl was 23, we were just kids. We really had no idea what we were getting ourselves into. We just knew we couldn’t imagine the world without us together in it. Like most young couples we schemed, dreamed and planned our way into a picture perfect future. But life doesn’t always work out exactly as you plan. After graduating from college in Wisconsin, Carl went to Georgia for 'Officer Candidate School' while I stayed behind in Oshkosh. He was then off to Virginia to an advanced course, and the army then sent us to Alaska. After a year of Carl being unemployed, he got his dream job and it brought us back to Virginia. Through all the changes and lost dreams new ones took their place. And a partnership emerged that wasn't based on a pre-scripted end state but instead a winding journey that twists, turns and entangled us, making us stronger than either of us would be on our own. Carl has talked me off of ledges that no one has seen me on. He's stood up for me when I felt I couldn't defend myself. He also calls me out when no one else will, and believes in me when no one else does. Too often spouses are unsung heroes, so thank-you for letting me sing the praises of mine today--Happy 30th Anniversary Carl!

~Sam~

It All Worked Out!

2011-11-18T19:07:00.000-05:00

I'm so glad that it's Friday! The week started off routinely enough, but some where it seemed to change direction. Some of you saw and commented on the post I had on Wednesday about Todd but later deleted. I planned about 3 weeks ago to take Todd in to be 'altered.' I knew that he wasn't supposed to have any food or water, but I gave him a small training treat before I remembered that I shouldn't. Not thinking it would create a problem, I didn't worry about it. Well, it created a problem and the vet wouldn't do the surgery and I had to reschedule it for next week. As upset as I was, of course I would have been more upset if something would have happened to Todd during the procedure because of it.

~Yet another picture of a Tennessee barn~

The next problem I had was what to do with a hungry puppy for the day. Too far from home and patients scheduled, the day-care thankfully had room for Todd that afternoon. So I took him to work with me for the morning and the shop where I buy dog-food gave me a small sample bag so I didn't have to purchase any.

~And another...~

This was just how the week went. Whenever things didn't seem to go as I thought they should, something happened and they would work out another way. Unfortunately I didn't realize that until I started writing this post...I guess I really need to work on being a bit more flexible...

I'm really excited that Jasmine and I are going to meet someone tomorrow morning that is interested in adopting her. Marilyn is a widow in her early sixties and lost her last Golden several months ago. She has adopted senior dogs from the rescue 3 times before. And in talking with her, she seems to have a tremendous capacity to give, grieve and give again. I'm looking forward to meeting her and I so hope that she and Jasmine have a connection. Marilyn is meeting other senior dogs next week so we'll see how it goes.

~Jasmine~

Finally, don't forget, if you'd like to be entered in the drawing for the book, Pure GOLD, please post a comment on my previous post by Sunday. Enjoy your weekend!

~Toby~

Pure GOLD--A Book Review and Giveaway

2011-11-17T15:27:00.006-05:00

For just today, I'm switching the channel on my blog. Sugar's Mom, from Sugar the Golden Retriever was given a copy of a book titled 'Pure GOLD' by Holli Pfau and she thought I would enjoy reading it because it's about life with six rescued Golden Retrievers. I really appreciated their thinking of me, because they were right, it is a book I enjoyed reading! I was also asked to review the book on my blog, and the publisher will give a copy to someone else who would like to read it. So today, that's what I'm doing--My very first review and giveaway!

I will start by saying that I love to read. But unfortunately these days, I don't have much time for it. But when I do, a book like Pure GOLD is the kind of book I'll slow down to read because it inspires me! The book is thoughtfully written about six rescued Goldens and how the direction of Holli's life was changed and enriched because of them. However, it was not only her life that was changed, but others as well through a hospital program of animal-assisted therapy.

Pure GOLD begins by telling about Nikki who came to Holli from a very sad 'backyard breeding' situation. Because of Nikki, Holli becomes inspired to pursue a new career path. Along the way, Holli finds that Nikki has a debth of spirit and wisdom that became her inspiration and the true cornerstone of what was to come.

~Daisy, Chatter and Holli~

As you read the book, one by one, Holli tells of her journey from beginning to end as these Goldens find their way to she and her husband Walter. Each one that she opened her home to, had something unique that the other didn't. There was Bodie, who loved adventure and provided his own brand of care and comfort to those in wheelchairs. Tucker came next, and after hip surgery was able to enjoy the life he born for. Another Golden that found their way to Holli and her husband was named Sophie whose spirit healed as she overcame phobias and fears of a her first year living in a kennel. Life as we know, can take unexpected turns and a visit to the local shelter brought Daisy bursting into Holli's life. Her enthusiasm for life introduced Holli to rally obedience and agility. Finally there was Chatter. A true diamond in the rough that was suffering from 'emotional neglect,' Holli and her husband Walter understood her needs, not only emotionally, but physically and patiently helped her to become the gem she was meant to be!

I will end my review by saying how much I enjoyed reading Pure GOLD! Even after 10 years of being involved in Golden Retriever Rescue, I am always touched and inspired by those who open their hearts to a 'second hand dog' (or any animal in need) by not only giving them a good home, but because they look into their eyes and see the potential that is there and the love looking back at them.

I recommend this book not only for those who love Goldens, but for those who love animals or an inspirational story with a happy ending! Don't forget, if you'd like the chance to be in the drawing for this book, please leave a comment by the end of this weekend and let me know!

To read more about Pure GOLD, you can visit the website here:

http://www.puregoldbook.com/author-dogs/

The Return Home

2011-11-15T10:26:00.006-05:00

~The back seat drivers~

We arrived home from Tennessee on Sunday evening. A good trip that was met with happy 'left-behinders' when we walked in the door! As we brought everything inside, I'd taken everything out of the cooler and left it sitting on the floor.

In the corner of my eye I saw Bubba eating the ice (which he loves). I didn't think anything of it, and just let him help himself. After I fed the dogs their dinner, I noticed Bubba's teeth were chattering and he was shivering. He was laying under a window fan, so I turned it off and covered him up. Bubba's gums were pale and his feet were also cold and we had a hard time getting him to stand. We put an insulated dog coat on him and got him off the floor and onto a dog bed. I added more warmed towels and blankets under and on top of him. Eventually Bubba stopped shivering, and he felt much warmer. He seemed so tired and fell asleep, however, his gum color didn't improve. I checked on him through the night, making sure I could wake him, and each time I did that, he seemed a bit more alert and responsive. (Probably wondering why I was waking him up!) But I've no idea why this happened. I wonder if it could have been the combination of eating the ice, not having eaten, then being given a full meal and all of his medications all at once. Could it have been a hypoglycemic reaction? Have any of you had this happen with one of your dogs before? Yesterday and this morning Bubba seems fine...Me, of course I'm still worried because, well, that's just what I do.

~Bubba~

Other than that, while just a little bit behind because of being out of town, our week is off to a good start! I hope all of you are doing well. I'm sorry I've not been able to visit many of your blogs, but I'm working on it, and looking forward to reading what you're up too! Enjoy your Tuesday!

~Another Tennessee Barn~

The View from the Drivers Seat

2011-11-12T08:58:00.000-05:00

Despite being past the peak season for the fall colors, Tennessee could not be more beautiful. There is so much to look at and take pictures of--I'm getting better at taking them while I drive. I just couldn't resist taking the one below of a farmer and his 2 dogs in an old Chevy pick-up.

I've no idea how many pictures of barns I've taken. They are one of my favorite thing to take photos of.

Scenery like this is as well.

Of course it goes without saying that I really enjoy photographing the dogs while they are exploring and having fun. Its been a little hard on this trip because they are constant motion. But they do stop and recharge their batteries.

~Josh~

Todd has not missed a thing.

In true terrier form, he has loved and barked at all the sites and smells!

But I don't think Charlie knows if he's missing anything or not...

It's been a nice and relaxing trip to Tennessee. Tomorrow we head back to Virginia. But today our goal is Ashevile North Carolina and maybe the Biltmore Estate. We'll see where we end up. Wherever we go, I will certainly be taking pictures of it. Wherever your weekend takes you, I hope it's an enjoyable one!

Update on Jake and a Road Trip

2011-11-10T06:48:00.002-05:00

Today we're off to eastern Tennessee near Gatlinburg, to spend a few days at Autumn Dancer Llama Farm with a few of our pups. You'll recall that the trip had to be rescheduled when Todd swallowed a cap from a plastic water jug in September. There are no water jugs in the house this time, and I'm hopeful that we'll make it out of town. I'm hoping to be able to keep up with your news while we're away, but if not, I'll look forward to catching up when we return on Sunday.

I did take Jake to the vet last evening. We did all the senior blood-work, including a thyroid test which may help to explain his thin coat and bald patches. Preliminary test results will be in on Friday, the thyroid test in a couple of weeks. He has severe arthritis in all his limbs, it's worse in his front legs. We discussed his feet and he received a really good nail trim. The vet feels that the problem with his feet could be congenital because all 4 feet and all his toes are wide and spread apart. The tendons are really stretched, and all of this together makes it difficult for him to walk because his reflexes are delayed, especially in the back, but they are better in the front. I have decided that watching him walk reminds me of someone with scuba flippers on. Jake also has a 'Grade 3' heart murmur and his lungs have a raspy sound. As expected, and as you can see, there is a lot going on. But my vet and I have made a pact to keep Jake going as long as we can. Not just for him, but because we've lost 4 dogs in the past 6 months, and I don't want to make it 5. So please, keep those good thoughts coming for Jake!!

THANK YOU for stopping by, I hope you enjoy your day!!

Jake and Todd -- Good Boys!

2011-11-08T05:53:00.001-05:00

Thank-you all for your good thoughts for Jake! He's really a sweet old boy and continues to settle in nicely. He spends most of his time in our bedroom. Getting him out without their being an accident remains the challenge because he's still leery of our kitchen. But I have decided that the distance from our bedroom to the living room, is the same as it was for him to go from the place in his old house where he used to stay, to the outside because his accidents seem to happen in the same place each time. Old habits I suppose. My 'usual' vet has finally returned from maternity leave and he'll be seeing her on Wednesday, so we'll see where we stand medically with him.

Tomorrow, as you know is the 9th of November--Todd will be 7 months old. He is growing up much too quickly and it shows. He's learned so much...

He comes when he's called.

He's learned to stay out of things.

And he knows to leave the cat alone.

Even though he's a terrier, he doesn't dig holes in the yard...

He really does seem to listen and understand me...

Todd is such a good boy!!

Enjoy your Tuesday!!

An Upside Down World for Jake

2011-11-05T09:26:00.000-04:00

In my experience I have found that people give up their pets for the most trivial of reasons. I have also found that they give them up because they feel they have no other choice. Financial hardship, working two jobs, Jake alone for about 15 hours a day, and a daughter requiring medical care all contributed to the reasons why Jake's former owner felt like she couldn't keep him. She had asked everyone she knew if they could take Jake and as a last resort, contacted our county animal shelter. They were honest with her, and told her that because Jake is 13 years old, he probably would not be adopted and would be euthanized. They provided her with the rescues number and she contacted them.

This brought me into the picture on Wednesday when I was asked by the rescue if we had room for him. The owner was getting ready to go out of town, so a quick decision had to be made. Where Jake lived was practically around the corner from my office, so using that flimsy reason to justify taking him in, I agreed and picked him up after work. I felt very sad for the owner and we both cried as she said good-bye to him. I didn't tell her that I was the one who would be caring for Jake, but I did promise to let her know how he was doing.

~Jake's paw~

As I mentioned on Thursday, Jake is not the most handsome of Goldens and his care has been neglected. He is tall, lanky and thin. His nails are really long and curled under, looking more like talons than nails. Added to that, there is a problem with his feet and he walks on his wrists. He has a very thin coat and his skin is visible in places including on his tail. There is also a large cyst over his eye.

~The trouble maker~

Meeting our crew did not go as smoothly as it has in the past. For some reason Todd had an issue with Jake. He meets new dogs practically each time he goes to day care, and I can only guess that the problem started because he was crated when I picked up Jake, and couldn't meet him on equal ground. The 'hostility' from Todd continued even after he was let out of the crate, fed his dinner, and played with. Of course all of this upset the entire household, making it chaotic and very stressful for everyone. I finally made Todd a 'Kong' and put him to bed.

Even with Todd out of the picture, Jake continued to be a nervous wreck. His entire 13 years of life had been turned upside down. He paced, panted and had several accidents. Jake had always lived as an only dog, walking on wood floors and not being allowed in the kitchen and never having to do steps. Our house is full of area rugs, dogs and he has to walk through the kitchen to get outside and down two steps. You can see why he was so upset and confused about what was happening to him.

~Jake~

Worn out and tired, we all went to bed. I'm not sure where Jake slept that first night. But the last couple of days have been better ones, and even Todd has gotten over his issue with him. We're working on getting Jake to feel more comfortable coming into the kitchen. He's still reluctant to walk on the rugs, and learning the steps is going to take some time. But he comes to us for attention and will sit next to me and and we're seeing tail-wags more and more. The last two nights he has slept on a blanket next to the bed--I think we're headed in the right direction.

Behind the Scenes

2011-11-03T14:05:00.000-04:00

Internet problems returned here at home, but Carl and Verizon are assuring me that after 3 days of a slower than slow connection, it's repaired once again. Our snow was a short lived event and the warmth of the October sun melted it all on Sunday. November has taken over, and we're seeing warm temperatures well above freezing during the day.

At the moment, all the dogs seem to be doing well. The swelling of Jasmine's nose (that resembled Marsha Brady's) is almost back to normal.

~Bubba & Jasmine~

Toby is back to himself which is a huge relief!

~Toby & Sam (snoozing)~

And Todd has had a good week at daycare...

I know, it does seem a bit of an uneventful week. But behind the scenes, it hasn't been. Yesterday I was asked if we would take in another dog. Time was a bit of an issue and so I said yes. Last evening, I picked up a 13 year old boy named Jake. Intros and settling in have not gone as smoothly as they have in the past. He is really stressed and very nervous and confused. I will post his story and better pictures tomorrow. Jake is not the most photogenic and he's also not the most 'handsome' of Goldens either. But he is really a sweet old dog, and he has reminded me that what's in his (or any) heart is what's most important.

~Jake~

The First Snow

2011-10-29T14:26:00.001-04:00

Old Man Winter made an early arrival in Virginia. Even though we still have leaves on half the trees snow is coming down. Because its been so warm, it's only sticking to the grass. The sun is to return on Sunday and the snow will no doubt disappear.

There's just something about the first snow of the year. And there's something about watching a puppy enjoy their first snowfall. Todd of course, loves it and has enjoyed chasing the falling snowflakes. This morning I took this 20-ish second video of him playing in it for the first time.

We've been out several times playing in the snow and now that my feet and my hands are warmed up, we're going back outside to catch more snowflakes and pictures.

Enjoy your day!!

A Rare Treat

2011-10-27T13:36:00.003-04:00

Earlier in the week we were treated to a rare show of the northern-lights. Of course they are not as vivid or as beautiful as when we saw them in Alaska, but it was amazing and a bit of a surprise to be able to see them here in Virginia. There really is no way a camera can capture the feeling of watching something like this in person. Mother Nature can really put on a show can't she?

Jasmine is on the mend. However the injury to her nose got a little infected and she was looking a bit like 'W.C.Fields' with a big round, swollen nose. Thanks to antibiotics, she's looking a little better today. Toby also hasn't been feeling well. I'd hoped it was a 'bad restaurant review,' but I think because its continued for a couple of days and his appetite is waning, there may be something else going on. I'm hoping it's nothing too serious.

~Toby on the left, Jasmine the right~

It's a wet day here and the weather forecast mentioned that there might be some snow as colder temperatures and more rain arrives just in time for the weekend. But for today, I've gotten all my errands done, and look forward to reading your blogs and keeping an eye on the dogs. I wonder what Charlie is able to keep an eye on?

Resilience and Perseverance.

2011-10-23T11:38:00.000-04:00

With the exception of the clouds that kept us from viewing the Orionid Meteors on Saturday morning, the day was a perfect one at home! The clouds finally cleared in late afternoon and we caught up on things around the house. We even had this little visitor stop by several times, reminding me that I need to get the feeders filled.

This morning started out well too. We had our first frost and took a walk at the start of a gorgeous fall day.

Funny how quickly things can change. Getting breakfast ready for the dogs, there was a fight between Sheba and Jasmine. Thankfully all Jasmine has is a bloody-nose and a sore ear. Both dogs quickly forgot about their disagreement and as I write this they are sleeping nearby to one another.

Riley was also 'complaining' this morning, but we managed to get her to settle down. But then CarrieAnne got after Todd for something that I've no idea about. Even though he was yelping and whining and there wasn't a mark on him, I still felt bad for him. But things are quickly forgotten in 'puppy-dom,' and let's not forget that he's a Scottie after all.

I noticed this morning that the butterfly bush that was cut down to the ground in August because the stink-bugs totally consumed it, is blooming again. I think the theme for my day is going to have to be 'resilience and perseverance.'

The Weekend Ahead

2011-10-21T19:30:00.000-04:00

We have a weekend guest. Riley has come to stay with us until Sunday while her foster home is out of town. You may recall that she had her first surgery a few weeks ago. She is doing wonderfully!! The foster home that is now caring for her is doing an amazing job! Riley is unable to walk without assistance, so she is walked with a sling to help keep her balanced and to not allow any extra weight on her knee that is still healing.

Riley will be easy enough to care for this weekend because she has to remain confined. Although she lets us know she's unhappy about the accommodations, her complaints are falling on mostly deaf ears--Well, we may be deaf by the end of the weekend because she can really voice her objections! It's times like this that you just wish you could explain to them that there's a bigger plan in motion, that this is only temporary and they'll be okay.

But since we can't do that, we're letting the 'calming medications' do the talking for us.

Tonight in Virginia, there will be two events. The first, is the prediction of our first frost. The other is being able to see the Orionid Meteors in the early morning hours of Saturday. It was reported on the evening news that we should be able to see a dozen or more meteors per hour as the Earth passes through dust left by Halley's Comet. Because we have a crescent moon, it'll be easier to see meteors...at least that's what they're saying...We'll see.

Enjoy your weekend,

and the colors of Fall!

Todd's New Friend and a Favorite Place

2011-10-20T15:34:00.000-04:00

A busy, hectic and stress filled week. So today while I'm trying to get caught up on everything, including blog-visits, I thought I'd share a couple of my favorite pictures from Todd's day-care with you. Posted daily on 'Belly Rubs' Facebook page are candid shots from the day. The ones below are from Wednesday. It was the first day for a Rottweiler puppy named Mattie. There's just something about their expressions as she approaches Todd and the group.

Judging by all the pictures that were posted, Mattie's first day at camp went well and she had a good time with her new friends!

Todd's favorite place at the day care is under this block,

and on top of it.

Finally, thank-you again for the continued good thoughts for Bubba. He's had no more seizures but I was really feeling pretty discouraged earlier in the week because for some reason he was refusing to stand up on his own. But yesterday he was up and about and today he is as well. I think he's going to be just fine, don't you think?!

Feeling Better

2011-10-16T17:43:00.000-04:00

THANK YOU all for the good thoughts for Bubba!! It worked because we were able to get the Potassium Bromide yesterday and started him on it. A few of you commented about the use of Phenobarbital instead. For more than a year, Bubba has taken Rimadyl twice daily for arthritis. Like phenobarbital it can damage the liver and the vet felt that his taking the two medications may not be the best combination.

It has been a quiet weekend for Bubba and thankfully there have been no more seizures. Although he is still pretty unsteady and needs help to get to his feet, today he seems a little more stable and was able to eat his morning meal standing up. Progress!

I can tell that Toby is concerned about Bubba, because he has been staying nearby. What a devoted companion he is.

On the flip-side the weather even though it has been windy, has been just gorgeous here this weekend. Despite feeling pretty worn out, I took Sheba and CarrieAnne for a walk up into the field in back of us. I never get tired of the view at the top of the hill.

Of course it's totally wasted on the 'the girls' who just love

the chance for adventure and to explore.

~Sheba~

I felt better afterwards.

Going on a walk, either with your dogs or alone

has a way of doing that, doesn't it?

If you were at home or away, I hope you enjoyed your weekend too!

A Bumpy Road for Bubba

2011-10-15T07:28:00.000-04:00

I mentioned in my last post that it had been a 'good week for the dogs.' That was mostly true. The one who really wasn't having such a good week was Bubba. You may recall that he's prone to having seizures. I've kept a journal of them, and since he came to us in June of 2010, he's been having them every 4 to 6 weeks. He would have 1-3 grand-mal seizures within a 24 hour period. The vet suggested starting him on medication for them. Not liking the effects they can have, I felt strongly that we should wait, but I knew that there would be a time when Bubba would have to be on them. The time has come. On Sunday he had one seizure, another on Monday, another Wednesday. On Friday he had 4 that we knew of. I took him to the vet after work on Friday, and I was given the prescription for Potassium Bromide. It's often considered the first choice drug for any dogs with idiopathic epilepsy, and because it has no effect on the liver. Unfortunately the medication has to be 'compounded' and I won't be able to get it until Monday or Tuesday. Bubba is totally exhausted from the seizures and we're having difficulty getting him to stand. But he has a good appetite, and if we can all get our rest I think we'll be okay until then. Paws and fingers crossed.

Fall Color and Jasmine

2011-10-13T17:40:00.000-04:00

Thank-you all for the get-well wishes this week! It worked because despite a nagging cough, I feel much better and returned to work on Wednesday, ready to share air space with germa-phobic co-workers and dental patients. Carl did not get by unscathed and became the next victim of the virus. He stayed home from work today. Its a dismal, rainy day here in Virginia and while 'the patient' was napping, I ran a couple of errands, taking Charlie with me.

The fall colors on my road have suddenly started to pop.

They are also showing on this beautiful old maple tree

next to the church just down from us.

Jasmine has settled in nicely! She's a sweet little thing, and gets along very nicely with our gang. I think she's feeling right at home because she has started barking with a couple of the other dogs who always tell me to 'hurry up' as I fix the meals for everyone. She also lets us know when she wants to be let inside and out.

~Jasmine and Bubba~

Despite a week that hasn't been my best, I think its been a good week for the dogs.

I hope its been a good one for you too!

~Sheba~

Sick Days

2011-10-11T16:48:00.000-04:00

I really don't like being sick, because I'm just not good at it. I especially don't like to be home from work when I am because we don't have paid sick days at my office. I did go to work yesterday and lasted until about lunchtime, and I stayed home today. However I know that if I was at work, I'd be miserable, and so would the patients and my germa-phobe co-workers who would be hearing me cough, and sharing my air-space. So what else could I have done...Illness really frustrates me...

A Little Jasmine at Golden Pines

2011-10-09T15:07:00.001-04:00

You know that an empty dog bed does not last long around our house. Today we welcome a sweet little girl Golden named Jasmine, who is 12 years old. Her previous owner put her on 'Craigs List' to be given away. Many of you may be aware that dogs that are given away in this manner are many times used for training dogs to fight, or sold to research. Thankfully there are people in rescue who watch for these ads and try to prevent this from happening and so someone contacted Jasmine's owner. Even though she was a bit wary of giving her to a rescue, she finally agreed.

The owner told me to come this morning around 9 o'clock. I did just that, and ended up waking them. Its been a long time since I dealt with an owner first hand and I've forgotten just how cut and dry these things can be. They came to the door with Jasmine in hand, signed the paperwork, gave me practically nothing for her, and I was gone in less than 5 minutes. I always wonder how you can have a dog for so many years and give them up so quickly and easily and without a single item that belongs to them that you'd like them to have in their new home. But I suppose that I should have remembered to consider their reasons for giving Jasmine up, which ranged from the owner having a skin problem, to not being to take her with them to their new apartment.

Regardless of the reason, Jasmine is a very sweet, small and petite Golden, weighing less than 50 pounds. She's had several litters of puppies, and I think has problems seeing outside because she has stumbled on our steps each time she has been out. Meeting our gang was uneventful. Todd was very attentive to Jasmine, no doubt hoping he had another playmate--I think our cat CC probably hoped for the same thing.

Looks like CC will just have to keep hoping..

THANK YOU as always for stopping by my blog, I hope you're enjoying your Sunday!

Update on a Girl Named Riley

2011-10-08T15:48:00.002-04:00

Our weather here in northern Virginia could not be better this weekend with warm temps and lots of sun! The day started out with a beautiful mist on the field next to us, and my having breakfast with two friends. Carl is mowing for what we hope will be the last time this season. The dogs have been outside soaking up the sun too. The only thing keeping me inside are the mass of stink-bugs covering the side of our house and buzzing all around. The good and bad of this time of year.

I thought I'd give you an update on Riley. You'll recall that she's the golden that came to us and needed extensive knee surgery. Riley had her first surgery on Thursday, and below is the update that I received from her foster home. It's pretty good news, and I continue to be grateful that she's able to have the surgery and a chance at a healthy, active life. Here is a portion of the e-mail from the foster home:

"I spoke to Dr Walker earlier today, he said Riley's knee was one of the worst he's ever seen. Her condition was allowed to go on so long that the "fix" wasn't able to be 100%. If she had come in earlier, there was a chance that surgery would have made her "normal" but as it is now, we're settling for a compromise.

The malformation of the tibia was so much that he had to do three cuts instead of one, and the groove in the front of the knee where the tendon is now laying is very deep, a little more than expected. Riley's patella is now back in place and her foot placement is 80% better but there was no way to make it 100% better because of what she had to work with. The pain Riley will feel is not so much what they did to her bones, it's the stretching of the muscles in ways they haven't stretched before."

I hope you will all send good thoughts and prayers for Riley as she begins this new chapter in her life. She has one more surgery just like this one and a long, hard road to travel, and extensive rehabilitation which won't be easy for her, but it'll be worth it!

I hope you're having a relaxing and enjoyable weekend!

Sheba's Wrinkle

2011-10-06T16:36:00.004-04:00

As you may know, when you bring a 'rescued dog' into your home, you are accepting some of the proverbial wrinkles that they may have in their personality. Our girl Sheba is a dog with a wrinkle all her own. She came to us at almost a year old in October of 2007 when the family who had young children, couldn't afford her hip surgery. I can only think that the kids were allowed to torment her, because Sheba in no shape or form likes young children. Knowing this, I keep her away from them. If anyone comes to our home with kids, I put her in her crate. When I take Sheba anywhere with me, I am always watching so that we can avoid contact with any children. It was no different today when I took her to the vet.

When we were waiting for medications and our bill at the end of our appointment. I sat in the far corner of the waiting room away from everyone. Someone came in with their dog, a stroller and a little boy that looked about 3-4 years old. The little boy smiled when he saw Sheba and took a step towards her. I stopped him and politely asked the Mother to please keep him away from Sheba, explaining that children made her really nervous. She replied telling me that she didn't believe this because all Golden Retrievers loved children. I told her that 'this one didn't, and it was best if she just kept an eye on her son and made sure he kept his distance.'
The whole time I am talking, I'm holding Sheba very close and I have her leash cinched up very short, and my other hand on her collar. I could feel her growling. When the little boy started jumping up and down and hopping in our direction, I tried to be polite and tell him that he needed to go play somewhere else. The mother looked but did nothing. Sheba continued to growl. The girl at the front desk said something to me and as I stood up the little boy threw a magazine in our direction. At that, Sheba started barking and lunging at the little boy. Thankfully I still held onto her leash and collar and so I was able to keep her under control. The Mother unleashed a barrage of accusations and threats, telling me that I had no business having such a vicious dog in public that was out of control! I really tried to not show how upset I had become but told her that the only thing that was out of control was her son! The rest of the incident is a bit of a blur that ended with the office manager (who had seen the whole thing) escorting the Mother and her entourage into a treatment room, and apologizing to me for their client.

Sheba, I think, is really a lovely dog. There is so much about her that is everything that a Golden Retriever is supposed to be. So even knowing this, why am I still upset about the reminder of 'Sheba's wrinkle' and why am I taking this all so personally?

Back to Work!

2011-10-02T20:51:00.001-04:00

The end of our stay-cation and back to work on Monday for Carl and I. This weekend has been cold, rainy and dreary! I even turned the heat on to get take the cold edge off the air inside the house. Any thoughts we had about doing anything outdoors didn't happen. But in the end, it was okay I got a few things done inside, and just relaxed. We were able to reschedule our trip to Tennessee for early November.

As hoped, it really did all work out in the end.

For us and Todd.

Stay-Cation and Puppy-Doody

2011-10-01T08:04:00.000-04:00

When I finally got over the disappointment of not being able to go out of town, our stay-cation become an enjoyable one. Yesterday a friend told me about an estate sale not far from me, so I went to that. It began at 10 in the morning, and I arrived around noon. I'm guessing that I was a little too late because there really weren't a lot of things left that I could spend my money on. I did however end up with this.

I'm not sure exactly what 'this' is, but it was only $4, so I knew I had to have it. As you can see, it's a pretty good size, and weighs about 20 pounds. It does have a hanger on the back, but I've no idea what to do with it--Any suggestions will be appreciated!

Last evening we met some good friends for dinner at a place I'd been hearing about not far from us. It's called Patowmack Farm. It has a stunning view of the Potomac river and bridge at 'Point of Rock' between Virginia & Maryland.

We felt like VIPs with customized menus, and other special unique touches. The food is amazing and is 'farm to table.' I had the 'Autumn Blend' as an appetizer, and 'Farm Beef Duo' as my entree.

I cannot remember when I've had a more enjoyable evening out with friends!

Back on the home front, we are STILL on 'puppy-doody' as we look for the reappearance of the cap that went to the water jug. I'm starting to doubt that Todd actually ate it. But if it's going to show up, my vet feels like today will be the day. I wonder if Todd knows that...

It's a new month and a new feel to the weather. Our day is starting out with cold winds and clouds and some showers. After a couple of errands, it'll (hopefully) be another quiet day at home, following Todd around. I hope you have an enjoyable day too!

~Sheba and Todd~

A Stay-Cation?

2011-09-28T18:20:00.001-04:00

Our little getaway is being postponed. This morning Todd decided that what looked like a fun play toy was a water jug. He dragged it down the hallway and water got all over the house, which was not a problem. What was a problem is that we were unable to find the cap that went onto it. After turning our house upside down in its search, we could only conclude that Todd had swallowed it. I took him to the emergency vet hospital where an x-ray was done. Because it's plastic it didn't show up. So we decided to give him Bariam to see if there was any kind of a blockage. The first vet we saw told me to bring him back this evening to do the x-rays. I left their office about an hour later and called my vets office. I decided to take him there and have x-rays done at hourly intervals to see if the bariam was moving through his system. By 12:30 it looked like everything had moved through normally. I've brought him home and given him a little bit of food and water. Thankfully he's keeping everything down and is acting just fine. We're to keep an eye on him for the next couple of days and watch for him to have any signs of discomfort or vomiting.

Words can't begin to explain how terrible and how sick I feel about all of this. This water jug of distilled water had been sitting in our laundry room since June. I never thought of it as a possible problem...That aside, I'm trying so hard to remain optimistic and praying so very fervently that 'it'll all come out in the end.'

Riley and a Road Trip

2011-09-27T20:43:00.001-04:00

The week is off to a running start. Carl and I are leaving on Wednesday to go to Tennessee for a couple of days. We visited there in March and we decided that we wanted to come back when it was better weather and maybe enjoy a few fall colors. I'm not sure about the colors, but I think that the weather will definitely be better. You may recall that our friends have a Llama farm, and they've had a couple of new additions born since our last trip. I'm looking forward to getting out of town for a few days and recharging my inner batteries.

We've also had another 'subtraction' in our household as Riley has been placed in a new foster home. The rescue has decided to go forward with the surgeries, and her first one will be next Wednesday! I was a little sad to see Riley leave us, but I am so excited for her and that she's going to get the chance at an active and pain-free life! The foster home that has taken her, is the board member that also attended the evaluation with the orthopedic surgeon. I have known her for more than 10 years and she has cared for several dogs with complicated recoveries, and there is no doubt that she will be able to handle Riley with no problem--She also lives close to the vet hospital where Riley will be having her surgeries and doing her rehab; it could not work out any more perfectly!

I hope you're having a perfect week too!!

It's All About Todd

2011-09-26T06:13:00.000-04:00

A few of you have asked how it's going for Todd at his new daycare. To answer that, I'll let a couple of the pictures that the daycare posts daily on Facebook answer that question.

Todd is having a great time playing with his new friends! I like that the staff interacts with the dogs, and knows each of them. I have total peace of mind knowing that he's allowed to be himself!

~What do you think the dogs are saying in this huddle?~

Speaking of Todd being himself, he got his first 'big-boy haircut' on Saturday when he went to the groomer. He certainly looks like a Scottie now, doesn't he?

I think he also looks grown up...

Enjoy your Monday!

I Feel Like...

2011-09-24T12:53:00.001-04:00

What a week! There has been a lot going on, and losing Reggie on Thursday, just added to an already emotional week. Being who and how I am, I have run the gambit of emotions from feeling like I was hanging by a thread...

To feeling a bit beat up like this butterfly...

And just plain ole grouchy and mean like this snapping turtle

that I tried to help get out of the road yesterday.

There was even a moment on Friday that I felt like I wanted to pick a fight with some unsuspecting person...

But (thankfully) that feeling passed.

Then I felt like this praying mantis that was climbing up our down-spout to the roof, who didn't seem to know where she was going...Or did she?

I have to admit that more than once I felt like hiding from the world...

Okay, I did do that...

But then this morning I reread all your comments from my last post on the loss of our girl Reggie. I'm humbled and grateful that people I've never met have again shown me such kindness and compassion at a sad time--You and your friendship have once again made a difference! I am now feeling like that proverbial cloud that has been over my head and outside is lifting--And I have you to thank for that!

However YOU are feeling, I hope it doesn't keep you from having an enjoyable weekend!!

~Toby, one of the Chub Brothers~

Another Good-bye and a Celebration of 92 Days

2011-09-22T18:02:00.000-04:00

For the fourth time in six months, I sent a Golden Retriever to the Rainbow Bridge; that Golden was Reggie. While my heart is broken, I decided that instead of mourning her loss, I want to try and remember the good things of the 92 days that she spent with us...

I want to remember how happy Reggie looked

the first day she arrived wearing 'Ugg boots.'

I want to remember how easily Reggie settled into our home and

the look on her face when she would roll in the grass.

And how peaceful she looked when she slept.

I want to especially remember how she was a Mother to Todd.

She was so attentive to Todd and seemed to worry about him.

I want to remember Reggie's beautiful 'golden smile' and that we shared a great summer together.

I will remember how thankful I am that she was part of our lives for 92 days.

I will remember how thankful I am that her life didn't end on the porch of someone who didn't care for her.

I will remember Reggie....

God-speed my 'pretty 'Regimina' ...

Until we meet again at the Rainbow Bridge.

Update on Our New Girl Riley

2011-09-20T05:21:00.005-04:00

Riley was taken to see the orthopedic surgeon, who by the way is the same one who did surgeries on Hamlet, our boy Josh and Sheba too. There was a lot to digest and I'm thankful that a board member from the rescue attended with me to try and remember everything.

Riley has, 'Grade 4 Medial Patellar Luxation.' She was likely born with compromised knee joints so this wasn't from an accident. What we're seeing today is a result of tendons being too tight, that has caused her knee caps to move to the inside of her legs, causing her legs to draw up. Over time, the quadrecep (muscle of the thigh most responsible for walking) has tightened up and the tibia bone in the lower leg has become warped. The good news is, is that she's not in any pain, and surgery can be done to try and fix it.

The bad news is, is that it'll be 4 procedures done in two surgeries, and 6 to 8 months recovery at the very least. The key to success with these surgeries will be the months of physical therapy afterwards. This includes an underwater treadmill, cold laser therapy, passive stretching, etc. Dr Walker (surgeon) said that if the commitment can't be done to do the therapy, there's no use in doing the surgery. It's critical because the muscles need to be stretched and re-trained. As I said, it was a lot to digest.

~Riley during the 'dirt debacle' on Saturday~

I spoke to the board member afterwards about everything. I had to be honest with her and tell her that I feel stretched pretty thin these days. I don't know that I have the time to be able to give Riley all that she will need. I feel like it's her one chance to have a good healthy and active life, and I don't want to short-change her. Of course I feel guilty, but this isn't about me, it's about giving Riley all the time and the dedication she deserves. I'm hopeful that the board member understood.

Finally, some of you asked about where the money will come from to pay for Riley's surgeries. When we bring dogs into our home, we pay for all their food, etc. But anything beyond that, like these surgeries, the rescue will pay for. The rescue that I work with is a large 5 state rescue that has generous donors and vets who give the rescue a discount for treatment. Riley will be no exception. The surgeon has offered to discount his service, and all of her physical therapy will be discounted as well. (The rescues total cost for Riley will be around $10,000)

Riley has settled in nicely here. But I do think that she will and should be moved to another foster home. But until the Board of Directors of the rescue decides what to do, and who should take her, she'll be just fine here, living in the 'group home!'

~In Our Yard on Sunday~

Lesson Learned?

2011-09-17T20:46:00.002-04:00

When it's early in the morning, and all is quiet and peaceful and you have a puppy, there's just something that you should always do...

That's check on that puppy and find out just why it's so quiet and peaceful...

This morning Todd knocked over the flowerpot on the back porch and as he dug into the pot, all the dirt was thrown into the house..

And tracked through the house...

Lesson learned??

I don't think so...At least not for Todd!

I hope you're having a good weekend!

The Arrival of a Girl Named Riley

2011-09-13T10:07:00.002-04:00

~Toby celebrating the return of the internet! ~

As you can see, our internet (and our land-line) have been repaired and I can once again step away from my world and take a peak into yours. I've really missed reading about what you're up to and I look forward to catching up!

It has been a busy few days and there has been a lot going on. I was asked by the rescue on Friday if I would consider taking a new foster dog. I have to be honest and say that I've really been trying to cut down on our expenses and decided to not take in another dog. I'd received a mass e-mail from the rescue earlier in the week asking all the foster homes to consider taking an eight year old girl named Riley. What first caught my attention was her having what could be considered a 'boy name' like our beloved Rudi, and Reggie. But Riley had some 'special needs.' And as I read the e-mail about her, knowing foster homes are at a premium, I remember hoping that the rescue would be able to find a place for her. I then forgot about Riley until I was asked specifically if I would consider taking her. Not being able to say no of course I agreed.

Riley's story is of course a bit of a sad one. Her family lost their home. Unable to care for her, and unable to take her to the apartment that they were moving to, they contacted the rescue. Times were really difficult for this family, and another dog that they had, a Papillon died from heart-worm. Riley had not been to the vet since 2007.

~This is how Riley stands~

Among some other issues, Riley is handicapped. She is lame in her hind-limbs. As you can see in the picture, she has a slumped posture and is unable to fully extend her back legs, walk or stand normally, and can't even be taken for a walk. Stairs are very difficult. Riley needed a home that was easy to navigate inside and out and on one level, a house like ours. I picked her up last night, and she's a nervous wreck. She is pacing and panting and is so confused by what is happening to her that she won't settle down or eat, and has barely paid attention to the other dogs. It's times like this that I wish I could just tell her that she's going to be okay. But all I can do is give her lots of reassurance that hopefully she'll soon understand.

At the moment, Riley does not have a lot of 'outer beauty' like Sheba or Reggie. She has a severe overbite and because of the poor condition of her coat, she was shaved down completely. Her eyes and face are full of worry. However despite what's on the outside, I'm finding is that she has a kind heart and gentle personality. For some reason, I'm finding myself humbled by her this morning. I am hoping that the rescue will allow her to be seen by an orthopedic surgeon to see if anything can be done to help her. I am hoping that I can make a difference for a girl named Riley.

~Riley~

No Internet and No Land Line

2011-09-11T10:15:00.005-04:00

~Reggie~

Living in the country, at least for me, has had very few drawbacks. One drawback however, has been struggling to keep a good internet connection. While we are on 'high-speed' it's pretty slow and only a little faster than dial-up. There are many times where staying connected seems nearly impossible. I've learned to live with it.  For some who live on our road, dial-up is their only choice.

On Friday, we lost use of our land-line and use of the internet.  Our phone connection was partially restored on Saturday morning, and so was the internet. But it quickly went out again. Carl called Verizon and they have promised to come by Thursday....Carl, knowing my sanity was at risk, called again and they said they would try to fix it sooner.

Feeling a little isolated from the world, (and needing an internet fix) I've come to my office this morning to catch up on e-mails. But until Verizon makes good on that promise to fix everything, I won't be able to visit your blogs. I'll miss reading what you are up too--But I hope you've had a good weekend! Despite the dark cloud hanging over me because of no internet connection, our weather in Virginia has been gorgeous!  I've gotten things done outside, and taken the dogs for several long walks.

Finally, as we all know, today is a day of remembrance as we remember the events and those that lost their lives on September 11th. I know we are also keeping in our hearts the loved ones they left behind as well.

There are many, many stories from that day. One that touches my heart is written by a friend of mine who was living in New York City with her husband and two Goldens, Hope and Darwin.  I posted this last year, but I find Nan's story very compelling, because it is one of survival and determination.  I hope you'll take a minute to read about 'Two Who Survived.'

http://landofpuregold.com/2whosurvived.htm

The Interview

2011-09-08T21:09:00.000-04:00

Today was a big day. Todd was going for his 'interview' to attend the new daycare. I could tell by the 8 page application and being told to expect to stay there for at least 2 hours, that this wasn't going to be an ordinary place for him to spend a couple of days a week.

We've had nothing but rain the entire week so needless say, Todd was smelling a bit 'doggy.' So I remedied that this morning with a bath. How could he be denied entry into a daycare being clean and fluffy and smelling like lavender and mint? Todd was not particularly happy about the bath, especially before breakfast--Being a terrier, he had his own opinion and I think the picture below pretty much summed up his thoughts on the whole thing...

The evaluation went really well. He did just fine with meeting everyone two and four legged. The person doing the interview said several times how nicely he got along with the other dogs. Thankfully there were no cats there!

After an hour-and-a-half, I was told that 'they thought Todd would be a good fit there.' I knew he would be, how could you say no to that face anyway? I know I can't!

Finally, I'll just let you all know that Reggie has eaten all of her meals today, and is up and around just a bit more than yesterday--A little golden ray of sunshine at the end of a rainy day!

Paws and Fingers Crossed

2011-09-07T23:24:00.000-04:00

I've so appreciated the good thoughts for Reggie! My concern for her grew when she hardly moved off the dog-bed on Monday and wouldn't eat. I reluctantly left her on Tuesday when I returned to work. However I felt that she would be 'okay' because our dog walker was coming midday and she would let me know if Reggie wasn't doing well. When I got home from work, Reggie was still in the same place as she was when I'd left her in the morning. My dog walker had been unable to get her to go outside. Thinking and hoping that the medications that she has been taking might be the cause for the sudden change, I decided that I would take Reggie off of them.

The vet that I have come to respect and trust for the past 6 years is currently on maternity leave. Until she returns we are seeing a recently graduated vet named 'Chrissy Johnson.' I think her name fits her because she looks like she's about 12 years old, and is no bigger than a pencil. We discussed everything and I was glad that she supported my taking Reggie off the medications for now. This morning Reggie ate a little and met me at the door when I got home this evening. While Reggie is still not herself, and her appetite hasn't fully returned, I'm really hoping that maybe we're heading in a positive direction--Paws and fingers crossed!! .

~Sam & CC~

Our Girl Reggie

2011-09-04T20:16:00.003-04:00

Its been a busy few days. Despite not feeling well, we've had company come for dinner one evening and things to get caught up on. One thing that I had to do was take Reggie to the vet. She's also not been feeling well the last few days. Her activity has decreased as has her appetite; which I've learned is unusual for her. She has been limping and I'm hoping that it's just because her shoulder is bothering her. At one time in her life it was broken and repaired with about a 7 inch plate, screws and a wire pin. I've found that we have to not allow Reggie to pull on the lead or her shoulder starts to bother her and she can't put any weight on her leg. We've put her on pain medications and stopped taking her for walks. Today is the first day she's not limping. I'm really hoping that's what it is and she'll perk up. It goes without saying that since we first met in June, I've gotten pretty attached this sweet girl named Reggie.

Loss of Appetite

2011-09-02T15:36:00.003-04:00

A doctor appointment took me to Reston Virginia, the place where our life in Virginia began in 1995. We lived in what was then a 'small town,' for about a year before we moved to our last house the following year. That small town has really grown into a large location for businesses and residences. The heart of the town is the Reston Town Center which has many upscale shops, restaurants and condominiums. Large brand name companies such as Rolls-Royce North America and Google have offices in the town center. I always look forward to going there and enjoying the shops that we don't have in the county where I live.

Unfortunately my doctor appointment didn't go all that well because the subject of my needing to lose a 'few pounds' was brought up. I think that's just what doctors do. I know in our office we stress brushing and flossing more to patients who are really doing pretty well. But the subject of weight loss always bothers me. So needless to say I was feeling a bit discouraged afterwards and I did the only thing I could do that just seemed to make sense...

I stopped at 'Einstein Brothers Bagels.'

I hadn't been there since last year and

I love their 'everything bagel' with cream cheese.

Then I went to 'Trader Joes.'

They have great produce and flowers!

The next stop was 'Whole Foods.'

They have a really nice bakery--Their cheese danish is a favorite!

Finally, I went to 'Wegmans' for the rest of the needed groceries.

It's all good there!

When Carl got home from work he asked me what was for dinner. For some reason, I wasn't hungry and didn't feel like cooking. Doctor appointments do have a way of making you lose your appetite, don't they??

~Reggie~

Daycare Woes

2011-09-01T06:46:00.001-04:00

Those of you who have seen my posting on my Facebook page know that I had a bit of an issue with the daycare where I've been taking Todd. When I arrived there on Tuesday to pick him up, he had on a 'no bark collar.' When I asked why he was wearing one, the girl told me that it was because he'd been barking constantly. I have to admit I was taken back by their putting one on him, but tried to not make too much of an issue about it. The staff member told me that they'd tried squirting water at Todd to get him to stop barking, but he just played with the water--Which he does. Then it was mentioned that they MIGHT use a small shock collar on him if he continues to bark all the time. When I was told that, I remained polite, but made it pretty clear that I really felt that this type of correction was inappropriate to use on such a young dog. I was then told that Scotties can become incessant barkers and that it was the only way to teach them not to bark. Needless to say, I was upset by this whole thing.

Not having a place to leave Todd, I took him back to the daycare on Wednesday. The whole day all I could think about was the bark-collar, and how I am Todd's owner and his best advocate, so of course I felt guilty all day and worried about him. Last evening when I picked him up I asked if the bark collar had been used. They told me that it hadn't but that Todd had spent part of the day alone in another room, and part of it with another terrier mix. More guilt thinking that he was by himself.

For several other reasons, I had already been considering taking Todd to another daycare, and this past Monday I set up a consultation with a new one for next week. All of this just confirms what I've been thinking and feeling. But it's also a reminder to follow and act on my instincts when it comes to the care of our dogs and to remember that I'm their voice when someone is trying to quiet theirs.

Good Riddance Irene!

2011-08-28T21:53:00.001-04:00

Just as it was forecasted, Saturday was a rainy day and a good one for catching up on things inside the house. In the very early morning hours Hurricane Irene blew past us with high winds and pounding rain. I was managing to sleep though most of it until a large set of wind-chimes crashed onto the front porch waking me, Charlie and CarrieAnne. The others all seemed to slept right through it.

Today was a windy but beautiful day. While I know that others have been impacted much more than we were, we are thankful that we never lost power, trees, or the internet!

We ended our day enjoying the nice evening watching a blur of dogs playing.

~Sam & Todd~

~CarrieAnne (left) and Sheba~

I hope you had a good weekend

and all who were in the path of the hurricane are safe!

~Reggie & Todd~

Tropical Soupy-ness

2011-08-27T09:31:00.000-04:00

Tropical soupy-ness as we start our day--We are cloaked in clouds and haze with humidity feeling like we're swimming in it. It's very quiet, and I didn't hear birds singing when we were out this morning with the dogs. The county where we live won't be directly impacted by the hurricane. Right now they are predicting that we will only be getting the very edge of it with rain and wind increasing later this afternoon.

It looks like the outdoor plans we had will have to be put on hold.

~Sheba~

It'll be a good day to catch up on things inside.

Enjoy your Saturday, and stay safe everyone!

Leader of the Pack

2011-08-25T11:02:00.004-04:00

As with all dogs, there is a social system. This goes for our dogs too. In watching them I can see that it's actually pretty well developed. I feel like there is an orderly relationship and 'communication' among them as they relate and interact with one another. With Rudi gone, we knew there would be changes within the pack. We don't force these changes, but let the dogs decide for themselves when and how these changes will occur. It has been interesting to watch. Rudi really kept everyone 'in line' and they followed her lead. When one of the dogs didn't come when called, she'd chide them when they returned. Even when she wasn't feeling well, they seemed to know what was expected of them. After she passed, we had several days where there was definite discord and direction. I really had to get after a couple of the dogs because they would wander off, or not listen when asked to do something. There were a few brief squabbles and you could see that there was not a sense of unity among them.

I knew things would settle down and eventually there would be a new pack leader. Who would it be? Well, we knew who it wouldn't be. Within the group there are 'the followers' who are not really involved in the politics of the pack. That is saved for a few of the others.

The new comer to our pack, Reggie, is one of those followers.

Wendy, (who came to us in 1999) at almost 15 years old is considered the matriarch of the pack.

Even Todd has learned to give her that respect.

But at the top of the pack, is the fair and mischievous Carrie-Anne...

Followed by Sheba who is very energetic, social, but can be bossy and dominant.

She has often needed to be reminded of her place.

Then there's Josh. Regal, proud, quiet and self assured.

His confidence in himself often shows.

While they could all fill that role,
if you think that our new pack leader is one of them, you're wrong.
The new pack leader at Golden Pines is...
Todd--Young and energetic and full of confidence,
he has us hopping and jumping to meet his every need!!

But don't tell Charlie, he thinks it's him!
~Okay, I was kidding about Todd,
but as we expected, Charlie has become the new pack-leader~

But the cat, CC thinks it's her (actually it's her, but don't tell Charlie...)

Whoever is 'in charge' of your household, whatever you're doing,

I hope you're having a enjoyable day!

Rain here in northern Virginia today
and just as with the earthquake this week,
we may feel the effects of Hurricane Irene this weekend.

The Tooth Fairy

2011-08-21T19:53:00.000-04:00

I thought that when we got a puppy our life would be totally turned upside down. I'm actually finding that (at least right now) it really isn't. I can only conclude that our life must be upside down to start with. Todd does what all puppies do, he gets into everything. And just when we think that he couldn't get into anything else, he finds something to literally get tangled in.

But you may be able to imagine my concern this afternoon when Todd started whining and opening and closing his mouth. I thought maybe the cookie I'd just given him had gotten caught in his throat. But my finger in his mouth felt nothing but had blood on it. He managed to get away from me and ran out the open back door. I finally was able to catch him and I had Carl hold him as I looked down his throat...Nothing...

FINALLY my eye caught sight of what it was...

He was losing one of his molars--It was really loose and just barely hanging on, and so I pulled it out.

Mystery solved and Todd did the only thing he could do after that kind of event--

Take a nap!!

I wonder if he'll be hoping for the tooth fairy to leave something under that stuffed animal?

Good Feelings!

2011-08-19T19:21:00.000-04:00

One of the first of many tenth-anniversary commemorations of the 9/11 terror attacks began today when almost 2,000 motorcyclists launched the America's 9/11 Ride. It began in Shanksville Pennsylvania and will continue over the next three days taking them to the Pentagon and World Trade Center crash sites. Part of their route brought them through Leesburg. Even though I really wanted to get home, I quickly got Todd picked up from daycare and changed my route to be able to see them ride through town. I'm so glad I did! Along the way people stood with their flags waving and cheering as the motorcyclist rode by. It was a good feeling!

When I got home, those 'good feelings' continued when I watched wild turkey's in our yard.

Then I let the dogs out and CarrieAnne found something green and smelly to roll in and needed a bath...Good feeling gone...

I hope you have a 'good-feeling' weekend!!

Back to Life--Did You Miss Us?

2011-08-18T14:46:00.000-04:00

I can't begin to tell you how touched I was to receive the many kind and thoughtful comments on the loss of our girl Rudi. Loss can be a lonely time, but your friendship changed that. Saying thank-you for the cards, candles and e-mails doesn't seem like enough or express how you've made a difference at a sad time.

Moving on from a loss isn't something we can always just decide to do and I found that I needed a little time to myself. So that was what I did, I took a break from just about everything. I didn't read blogs, I didn't cook, I didn't do a lot of things...

But yesterday I started to feel a bit better. It's time to get back to my everyday life. At just the right time, I was given the 'Versatile Blogger Award by jodi stone--Life with Sampson and Delilah….The 411 Jodi is someone I have just met and is an every day blogger who writes about her life with her two retrievers, Sampson and Delilah, and a supporting cast member, a cat named Bob. I hope you'll take a moment and pay her a visit!

While I know they are not true awards I am happy to accept this one because it's given me the nudge to get me started blogging again. This award comes with three rules which are:

1. Thank the person passing on the award.

Thank-you Jodi for giving me something to write a post about!! Also thank-you so much for your kind, friendly e-mail! I look forward to getting to know you and your crew a bit better!!

2. The second thing when you get this award is to: Write 7 things about yourself.

I don't really like talking about myself, so I've decided to change it up a bit, and list 7 things about where I live that you may not know.

1. Our property is situated on 3.5 acres at the foot of the Short Hill Mountains in Loudoun County Virginia.

2. We have no nearby neighbors and are surrounded by 30 acres of open farmland.

3. I didn't like our house when I first saw it. It had been empty for almost 2 years and seemed so void of life. But what I loved was the big front porch and the outside space which is still my favorite! The house and I have learned to get along.

4. Where our house is now, was once a cornfield.

5. One of our oldest trees on our property is a huge, beautiful maple tree. It's one of my favorites. I love its big, long branches.

6. I never grow tired of seeing the wildlife we have around. The picture below is one of two deer that wandered through our yard this afternoon.

7. A favorite, a Barred Owl has just returned. Actually, there are two.

The last thing I'm to do with this award is to pass it onto 15 people whose blogs I have just discovered. I am really really bad about things like this. I have found several new blogs lately that I really enjoy but I have a hard time singling them out because I don't want to forget anyone...For me it kind of feels like having a birthday party and being forced to invite only a few friends instead of the whole class! So, I'd like to invite you to look on the left-sidebar and look at the blogs that I have listed there. Find one that you're not familiar with and pay them a visit, and make a new friend, just like I did in meeting Jodi!

I look forward to catching up on everyone's blogs!

I hope you're enjoying your Thursday!

A Tribute to Our Girl Rudi

2011-08-13T18:05:00.001-04:00

Today was the day I'd been dreading for the last 56 days. Today I held Rudi one last time, and sent her to the Rainbow Bridge. It was a hard decision, but was one made out of my love for her and compassion...

Rudi came to us from the rescue in September of 2003. A homeless woman who lived in her car, had seen her in a shelter in North Carolina. Rules were different at the time, and the shelter released the one year old Golden named Sandy to her. She had been returned to the shelter 3 times for her wild and uncontrollable behavior and was considered 'un-adoptable.' She was renamed Rudi and in a car full of other dogs, she came to Virginia. Not knowing her history, I agreed to foster Rudi because I thought that she'd be an easy placement. She turned out to be anything but that.

~Rudi enjoying the cat-food~

There is so much I could say about the first months we spent together. Rudi was an insecure dog with very high energy and never seemed to be able to focus on anything. It didn't take long to figure out that others had not been as patient, and had mistreated her. There were times that I doubted that I would be able to help her find her way or teach her anything. There were days that I felt pushed to the edge by the seemingly uncontrollable dog that barked all the time who would jump up and nip me in the face. She was always into everything. Nothing left on a counter was out of her reach, the cat food was her favorite. Medications seemed to have the opposite effect on her. She couldn't be crated alone because she'd break out of them. When many were telling me to 'give up' I just couldn't. It was only because in my mind I had a vision of what she could become if given the chance.

I have no idea when things started to change and come together. I guess it was me that changed. I stopped trying to fit her into a mold and just let her be herself. Rudi had such a big personality, was very bright and was so eager to please. She was very sensitive and was 'in tune' with my moods. Rudi was a dog with great character. If dogs have a sense of humor, she had one and she loved to 'show off.' She could always make me laugh. When you asked her to do things, she would start barking at you or ramble on in high-pitched short barks like she was questioning you. She always seemed to have an opinion of anything you did. Her tail was always wagging and her eyes always sparkled with mischief and she would look at you like she had a secret that she wanted you to guess.

~Rudi (left) and Kasey--October 2009~

Rudi found mentors in Kasey and Wendy. When Kasey passed a few years ago, Rudi became the top dog in the pack. She took Kasey's place on the bed that first night and never slept anywhere else. Her passion was the frisbee. She was wildly crazy about it!! From the start it was the perfect outlet that allowed her to get rid of all her energy and just be herself.

Rudi was more to me than 'just a dog.' If I had to tell you all the things that she taught me, it would be hard to give you a complete answer. She made me become a better person and a more understanding and patient dog owner. To me, she was the essence of friendship, trust and pure unbridled joy and enthusiasm. Life with Rudi wasn't ordinary, but then Rudi wasn't ordinary. She was an affectionate dog that was my constant companion for 8 years. I am going to miss her more than I've ever missed any dog. Walks won't be the same. Games of frisbee won't be as much fun. Mealtimes will be quieter. Life will be quieter.

God speed 'my little fruitcake.' You will have quite a welcome when you reach the Rainbow Bridge...Waiting for you there are a three Goldens, Tod, Ben and Cougar that left us before you came. But Kasey will be there and I know she'll be happy to see you. Also there are Scout, Tosh, Tucker, Logan, Cubby, Cowboy, Maguire, Tanner, and Hamlet. Give them our message and know that we look forward to the day when we'll see you all again. I just hope there will be a frisbee there too.

What Did I Miss Most?

2011-08-11T20:19:00.002-04:00

All is quiet here at home. Carl is finally back from his 10 day trip to Wisconsin to see family. It's kind of hard to say which I missed more, him or my good camera that he took with him, having his help with the dogs, or the good camera (did I mention that already?) All of them I guess!

The weather today could not have been more gorgeous! There was low humidity and lots of sunshine! I sat on the porch for awhile with the dogs and we enjoyed one another's company as the sound of cicadas filled the air, and the elusive hummingbirds which I've been trying to get a picture of buzzed around.

Todd who hasn't spent much time on the front porch enjoyed it too. Being overprotective, I've been afraid that he would try to leap off, but so far, he hasn't...At least not yet.

Rudi has almost totally lost her appetite. She wants nothing except dog-treats, which I give her by the hand-full. Tomorrow I'm going to try to remember to bring home a fast-food-hamburger. Dogs always love them, right? I left work early yesterday when our dog-walker called and said that she was laying in the crate and wouldn't come out. When I got home, Rudi was up on her feet but was very quiet and seemed uncomfortable. I've started her on pain medication which seems to have helped because this afternoon she found the enthusiasm to play frisbee.

Each day that we have together is a good day!

I hope yours has been a good one as well!

(Did I mention that it's so nice to have my good camera back, and oh, Carl too?!)

Just What I Needed

2011-08-07T21:36:00.000-04:00

The day has been just what I needed, quiet and uneventful. It gave me the chance to get caught up on everything from the dusting to the laundry. Todd's curiosity about everything continued as he explored the inside of the dryer this afternoon.

Last night he became acquainted with a big toad on our porch.

I silently gave a cheer and a prayer of thanks as Rudi reached day 50 of grace today. Each day that passes becomes more of a valued treasure, time more precious. We quietly celebrated with a very, very brief game of frisbee. Anytime she has one, she seems happy. It goes without saying that I'm happy too.

I hope you've had a good weekend!

Dog Tired!

2011-08-06T12:30:00.001-04:00

I can't begin to say what a good feeling it is that it's not even noon, and I'm home and done with all my errands. The dogs have all been walked, fed, loved and played with. They are all napping nearby. Sitting here at my computer I'm watching the hummingbirds out my window at the feeder. There is a welcomed feeling of peace and calm as we wait for the forecasted rain later today.

It was a week that started out so well, but took a bit of a detour. With Carl gone it became very busy and hectic. It didn't help that I got a ticket on Wednesday for making a turn in an 'authorized vehicle only' place on the highway. Of course I have my reason for why I was turning around that comes complete with the excuses that I didn't see the sign at first and with another car behind me doing the same thing, I had no choice but to make the turn. The police officer, who I thought was arrogant and indifferent, didn't care about any of it. The maximum fine for this horrible crime that I have committed is $250. I can only hope for leniency.

Rudi continues to do 'just okay.' I took her with me to the farm stand this morning. She tries to accompany us on our daily walks, but because she wears out easily, she'll stop along the way and lay down. I usually go back and sit with her until she has the energy to walk back to the house. On some days she'll have no appetite whatsoever, other days she'll eat most of her meal. For the next mealtime I try to make the exact same thing for her hoping she'll eat again, but she'll refuse it. I can only keep trying.

Todd started day care this week. He really loved it!! One of my biggest reasons for wanting him to have this experience is because I'm concerned about Todd being so shy and reserved around people that he doesn't know. So I think that his having positive interactions with people when I'm not around will be good for him. Of course playing with 'kids his own age' is just as invaluable. When we've gotten home in the evenings, Todd has been so worn out, he has just eaten his dinner and fallen asleep for the rest of the night. I have had to wake him up to take him outside and he's even been too tired to chase the cat--Now that's dog tired!

Your Turn to Make a Wish!!

2011-08-01T22:05:00.004-04:00

My week is off to a winning-start and I feel so lucky today! A few days ago I posted about a Facebook photo contest, that the shop where I buy dog food was having. The winner would receive a $100 gift card, that I really hoped to win. I have to be honest, I felt a bit selfish asking for your votes, so I removed the post on the last day of the contest. But today, I found out that I WON by a mere 16 votes! The manager of the shop told me that 2 weeks ago I was behind by more than 40 votes--So I can only conclude that those needed votes came from those of you who voted from that post and from Lynn at Rocky Creek Scottie Adventures who also posted it--THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!

As if that wasn't enough, a kindly fairy granted my wish when Nancy at A Rural Journal had hers granted and was given the chance to pay it forward. The Fairy Hobmother works for Appliances Online, a web retailer of household appliances in the UK and has such a fun job, granting wishes and spreading happiness to bloggers. And it really made my day to receive an email a few days ago granting my wish for a fun new toy for the dogs! The toy that the Fairy Hobmother picked out was a whirlwheel and it arrived today! It's a fun toy that flies and squeaks which are the two favorite things our dogs love! Rudi was the first to try it out, and it really provided a nice lift for her today too!

The Fairy Hobmother has offered me the chance to let YOU make a wish too!! All you have to do to maybe have your wish granted by the Fairy Hobmother is leave a 'wishful comment' below. You don’t have to restrict your wishes to items that Appliances Online sell – you can wish for just about anything you'd like! There’s no rules, no catches, and please don't be shy – just leave a wish and let The Fairy Hobmother know what your most tangible wish would be for, she'll read them all, and choose someone to sprinkle with Hob Dust. It's as simple as that!

THANK YOU all again for voting for our picture, and

THANK YOU FAIRY HOBMOTHER for granting my wish!!

The End of the Weekend!

2011-07-31T22:33:00.000-04:00

~Bubba~

I"m so glad this weekend is over!! Carl left on Saturday to take my brother back home to Kentucky and is leaving from there to go to Wisconsin on Monday. But it does mean that I'm a 'single parent' for a week. We got off to a rocky start when I had another, yes another flat tire on my van. I've no idea how it keeps happening, but I'm glad that we bought the warranty that went with the tires!

This morning at about 3:30, Todd woke me up whining. He'd been playing in the water, so it was only right that he would need an extra trip outside during the night. Just as things were settling down Bubba started having a seizure. I sat with him and waited for it to end, knowing he would be disoriented afterwards and need some reassurance. I'm not sure what time we finally got back to bed.

This direction continued when Rudi's day didn't start out well. Her unwillingness to get up and seeming so tired and worn out, convinced me that today would be our last day together. I sat with her for along time as she slept so soundly with her head on my lap. I finally decided to let her be, because I had to tend to the needs of the other dogs. I'd left the door open when we went for our walk and when we returned, there Rudi was, standing by the garage, just as I'd hoped. As the day has continued, she has rallied to be with us another day. She ate part of her meal this evening. I can feel her spark dimming, but I marvel at her strength and determination to take in as many moments as she can.

I don't know what the week ahead will bring for Rudi. But for Todd it will be a busy one because he starts 'day care' on Monday. I hope he gets along with the 'other kids' and makes as good of friends with them as he did with the broom he dragged into the office this evening!