I have a new girlfriend- Sunshade

I have a new girlfriend and she's a beauty. Sunshade is a big beautiful Airedale girl that has her own blog too. The call her "Sunshadethesuperdale ". She is a 6.5 year old superDALE. She says "the reason I'm a superDALE is because I am extremely smart and am always there for my mom (ie, when she locked me and the car keys in the car, I unlocked the car door for her)! Mom got me as her 16th B-Day present from grandpa and we've been inseparable ever since."
Sunshade's registered name is Loc Aire's "Sunshade" and she was born November 25th 1999. Our birthday's are really close as my birthday is November 20, 2000. Just under a year apart.
Sunshade likes to swim and run and chase squirrels and mice too. Visit her blog hen you get time. She has a really nice video on it of her trying to get a mouse. A girl after my own heart.

A very busy day

I’m exhausted. I admit it. I know that some of my fox terrier friends would never understand because I know what it is to be tired and some of my friends just don’t They are those balls of energy all the time. Don’t misunderstand me; I’m an active boy…after my nap. I love to run and play ball and chase squirrels, and then come inside and hit the sofa. Yesterday I hung out with mom who was home because she’s had this terrible headache. Then low and behold, my grandma (who lives 100 miles away) knocked on the door and surprised us. If that wasn’t enough of a surprise, she also had my great-grandpa with her (my mom’s grandpa). They were in town because yesterday was my Aunt Michelle’s Birthday – Happy Birthday Auntie Michelle! I really love my Aunt Michelle and I LOVE to give her my rape kisses. She just laughs and laughs which of course, just eggs me on more. Anyway I got to go with grandma and great-grandpa to his house and play and go for a ride. Then when I came home mom thought it was a good idea to give me a bath. I was a little mad at her for that and refused to sit with her last night. I hope she got the point. With all that running around yesterday and visiting, I am totally exhausted today. I wouldn’t even go downstairs to go pee in the morning. Mom almost had to drag me out. I need a good masseuse and some sleep!

Fee tagged me and now I tagged five more!

I tagged Axel (can you believe Axel wasn't tagged yet?), Banba, Bogie, Gus (http://gowithgus.blogspot.com/ ) and Bev and the Super 6

I've been tagged by Fee!

Looks like I’ve been tagged by Fee! You don’t know what that means? Well apparently, its kind of a confessional. You tell everyone five five weird things you've done/five weird habits of yours and then you tag five more people, and so on and so on.
So five weird things about me, or that I’ve done….I can’t even imagine, mom says I’m perfect. Okay, I confess:

1. I eat socks. Some of you already know that, but I have been known to eat a sock or two. My mom and dad adopted me and when they read my vet records they saw that I had a sock removed from my tummy when I was a mere babe. I have eaten at least two socks since. Hehehehe.
2. I only eat or drink out of the left side of the bowl.
3. Sometimes my tail goes bad and I’m too stiff to reach it so I go round and round in circles trying to see what is happening back there and sometimes my poop takes too long to come out and I get exaserbated waiting for it and I look back at my butt and sigh.
4. After I have pooped or peed I do this weird winding up thing with my left paw where I wind up and then do this little hop. My mom loves it and applauds and gives me a lot of praise, but when she first saw me do it she took me to the Doctor telling him that I was having a seizure. I am so misunderstood.
5. I like to give frantic kisses to girls and I will hold them down and give them all the kisses I want. My Aunt Amy says I give Rape kisses. Ouch.

Okay, I’m done! Now off to find five more friends to tag!

Good news!

I have some good news to report about our dear friend Tilly. Tilly’s mom wrote to say that they went to see Tilly on Sunday in the hospital. She says, “The good news is that if she continues to feed through the tube ok we can bring her home Thursday afternoon. There is no treatment for what she has , just dedicated nursing care. 60 – 70 % recover apparently. She has Distal denervating disease.” She went on to say that, “When we went in she wagged her tail and Robbie (Tilly’s son) went berserk jumping up and down and barking. When he’d calmed down he lay beside her and they licked each other’s faces. It was so sweet.” The good thoughts and prayers are working! Keep them up, okay? We really want Tilly to pull through 100%.

Do you all remember me talking about my pretty girlfriends, Bella and Phoebe? Well, they have a nice Doxie brother, JJ, pictured to the left. JJ’s daddy, Ken sent my mommy the picture of him because we don’t want him to get jealous that I had his pretty sisters on and not him. JJ was also a rescue doggie. Isn’t that wonderful?

I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend. The weather finally broke here and its been beautiful. I've been spending a lot of the day outside waiting for squirrels.
I’m at home today, not feeling my best because I have yet another ear infection. What the heck? Mom insists on giving me Benedryl which makes me zonk out. She says at least I don’t scratch my ears when I’m asleep. She is so paranoid after one day when she came home to find that I have scratched my ears bloody while she was at work. That will show her! She should stay home with me, and not go to work!

Get well soon, dearest Tilly

Finally, the weather has broken and its cool outside. I wasn't sure if it would ever happen. Mom and Dad even took Ollie and I for a walk this morning. It's been too hot for me to do that.

I want to tell you that a good friend of mine is sick. Tilly lives in England and is a new mommy. Her human mommy let her keep one of her litter so she has Robbie. She is lucky to have her own son to play with. Anyway, apparently Tilly took a spill or something and is having a really rough time of it. She can't stand or eat and has had some trouble breathing. It is really scary. Her human mom and dad have had to take her to a vet college and leave her there so that they can run all kinds of tests on her. How terrible. I know my mom would be really sad and scared if she had to leave me somewhere when I was sick. Anyway, mom and I will be praying for dear Tilly and her human mom, Brenda- not to mention her son Robbie who really misses his mum. Take care dear little Tilly and be strong.

Dogs with Blogs

I want to tell you about a new friend, Opy from Sydney, Australia. Opy not only has a blog, he also has a website about dogs with blogs! When Opy was asked what the dogs with blogs site is all about, he said, ” The idea is to bring dog blogs together into one place - sort of a one stop shop for K9 wackiness. Dogs are so much fun to have around. They really have a unique outlook on life. The joy and love they bring should be shared. So by bringing the blogs together, I hope to create a community of Dog Lovers posting photo's and stories on blogs.” How totally cool you are Opy! Opy saw my last blog about how hot it is here and asked if I’d like to come to Austraila. Apparently it is their winter there. Mom said that winter in Austraila is still wonderful, so I think I’d like to go. We get terribly hot summers and dreadfully cold and icey winters. Its nice here, but why put me though these stupid weather changes? My mom and I keep telling dad we need to move to San Diego, but he isn’t on board yet. Sheez, dad. Sandiego or Austraila. Whadda say, guys?

Hot as... well, you know.

I told you that it was hot here, but that was before hell sat in and it got even hotter. I didn't think it could, but it did. It's been 100+ degrees here with 85% humidity. Awful. Mom and Dad said when they were out last night at 9pm the bank sign still showed 91 degrees. Can you believe that? It's hot! My friends on the west coast have finally gotten some relief fromt he heat, but now its here so me and my friends onthe east coast are suffering. All I want to do is sleep on the sofa in front of the air-conditioning.
I hope all my friends are staying cool.

Two more of my girls!

The weekend came and went and Mom and Dad were no where around. They said they went to NY; lame excuse. I had my heart set on loads of love from mom, and rough play with my dad. They left me and Ollie at Grandma and Grandpa’s. We had a good time; grandma and grandpa are good to us and give us lots of love and treats, but I still was excited when mom and dad finally came home.

Aren’t these two girls hot? They are two of my many girlfriends. The one on the top is Bella and the one on the bottom is Pheobe. Aren’t they pretty? Phoebe and Bella share their home with their daddys’, Rich and Ken. My mommy really loves them. She says all the time that they have really good hearts. They must be good- mom says they love dogs as much as she does. Phoebe is Rich’s little girl and Bella is Ken’s little peanut. They also have a brother, J.J. who is also nice, but doesn’t get along with his sisters all that well. Boy do I understand that! Ollie and I used to not get along either, but things seem better now that he knows that I’m the boss.

Anyway, I just want to say I hope all my friend, especially out west get some relief from the heat soon. Doggies are staying inside all the time because it’s too hot for them and their owners. So, have a cold one on me! (Frosty Paws, of course!)

Hot, hot, hot!

Boy has it been hot here. I know it sounds hot when I say it has been almost 100 degrees here. But, if you lived here you would understand the other curse we have- humidity. There is not even any air outside to breathe. For those of you who live out west, you may not understand what I’m saying, but all of you locals will know. This is HOT! I haven’t even wanted to be outside chasing squirrels. I will go out and chase them, but then I come right back in.

I have an Airedale friend, Linus who caught and killed a raccoon last night. Wow! A coon! You know of course that I’m almost as big as an Airedale, right? I could get one of those things too! (Mom, says not, but she’s wrong!)

I want everyone to know that our buddy Axel hasn’t been feeling too well lately. His mommy and daddy (aka Daniella and Ron) went out of town and when they came back little Axel had severe itchies! Daddy Ron took him to the doctor, but he still isn’t feeling better yet. He has to go to a different Doctor tonight. Poor Ax.; bad enough one Doctor, but two? Here’s to you buddy, we hope you feel better soon.

Also, mom and I want for everyone to pray for our dear friend, Sue. She lost here little sheltie friend Holly last week at 14 years old. Mom had to make that decision too, to let her dear friend go a few years ago. She says it was the hardest thing she’s ever done. So, we should all keep Sue in our thoughts and prayers and while we are at it he wires Gwyn and C.D. lost their sister too, so we should think of them also.

I hope everyone stays cool!

Oh, no! Why do people do these things?

I want to tell you about a terrible story I've just heard about. I want to warn you though...it’s bad, very, very bad. A lady in Bristow, Oklahoma, Paula Joseph Johnson wrote to the Fox Terrier Rescue to tell us about this terrible thing that has happened to more than 100 dogs. Yes, there are WFT's involved also, but when it is this kind of cruelty, it doesn't matter the breed of dog. Here is what she says:

Dear All,

I'm coming to you with hat in hand.

A cousin of mine and his wife founded a rescue organization a few years ago, in memory of his brother, who loved animals. They've done great work and have accomplished so much in not only rescue but also education and clinics. Their spay-neuter clinic has become a model for small, low-budget rescue groups all over the country. Just this month, they have begun converting a section of warehouse space into an adoption center, capable of holding 30 dogs.

Last Friday, although the adoption center isn't even finished, Sherry received a call about a puppy mill bust in the Oklahoma City area, involving more than 100 dogs. She went up on Friday night and came back with 30, the absolute maximum she could handle.

The story of these dogs would nauseate even the most jaded rescue worker. Rooms looked like slaughterhouses. In some cases, mama-dogs were cut from chin to tail and their pups removed when the puppy mill operators realized they were going to be shut down. The dogs were then left to die an agonizing death while their too-young pups were spirited away. There were decapitations. There were piles of decomposing animals. The atrocities go on and on. Of the 30 brought back to Bristow, three have been sent to Rainbow Bridge, as their afflictions were too great. Another two, when the vet trimmed away hair from their eyes, found that maggots had eaten their eyes, leaving only the sockets. These dogs have been treated and are beginning the healing process. One other (a Sheltie) has tick fever. That leaves 27 to be cared for. The facility doesn't yet have outdoor runs, and the dogs must be not only exercised, but socialized. Most of the dogs are small, other than the Sheltie and three WFTs. My own children know what their job is for the rest of the summer -- walking dogs and cleaning kennels. Business people are likewise stopping by morning and evening to take their turns with the dogs.

This is a small town (4000 population) and an even smaller group of rescue volunteers. The enormity of this is already putting a strain on resources, even with our wonderful veterinary affiliations and the services they provide.

So, while I know each of us already donates whatever is possible, I am asking -- begging -- you to help if you can. Any small amount will help the group help these dogs. And know the animals who created this tragedy are being pursued and will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law.

If you can help in any small way, please send your donations to:
P.A.W.S.
c/o Main Street Bristow, Inc.
109 N. Main Street
Bristow, OK 74010

If you cannot donate funds, please give of your thoughts, your prayers, your healing energy.

Thank you,
Paula Joseph-Johnson

If you want more information, Cheryl Collins (Rescuer Extraordinaire) provided this info:

Just in case anyone is interested in this Puppy mill bust. Here is the news story. There are WFT’s involved. Go to www.kotv.com. In the left-hand column there is a link for E-Clips. Click on it and look for the Wednesday, July 12, 10 p.m. news stories. There should be one titled "Puppy Mill Bust". Warning: It's pretty graphic. My understanding is Channel 9 in OK City (also a CBS affiliate) has picked it up. Update should run tonight on KOTV here in Tulsa. Hope that helps those who need further verification

Cheryl is taking in four of these dogs. She can always use financial help. She has rescued and saved hundreds of our best friends.

If you want to help Cheryl and the Fox Terrier Rescue:

Fox Terrier Rescue
c/o Lee Eckholm
AFTR Treasurer
430 East Grant Street
Appleton, WI 54911

What a terrible thing. How awful! Mommy and I sent a donation this morning. I hope that everyone who reads this will join in with us and make a donation to help them. It doesn't have to be much, but they need our help!

Let us pray...

I haven’t been feeling really well lately. A couple of weeks ago mom and dad took Ollie and I to the Doctor to get out yearly shots. That wasn’t so bad (except for hearing Ollie scream like a girl). But then last week I really started to feel pretty crummy. I’ve been sneezing and coughing and wheezing and mom was so scared she took me back to the Doctor last Saturday. I don’t hate doing to the Doctor, but I just don’t understand why they have to poke and prod me like they do. The Doctor said I have an upper respiratory virus and he gave mom medicine for me. The Doctor also said that he didn’t like to see me feeling poorly since I have so much personality. Smart guy that Doc. So, mom came home and commenced to putting drugs down my throat. I started to feel better right away even though I am still not myself yet. I still sneeze and wheeze a little, but not enough to warrant those stupid pills. One of them is the size of the space shuttle- no really, I swear.

Mom gives me my pills usually with some sort of special treat like chicken and then gives me some yummy yogurt to keep my tummy well. I don’t really care why she gives it to me so long as it keeps coming.

Anyway, I wanted to let you all know that I’m on the mend, but I wanted to ask you to pray for my cousin, Hunter. Hunter is a golden retriever and we love him a lot. Hunter is the big brother to my Uncle’s other dogs, Cracker (a white Pit-bull), Penny (a rescue beagle), Bean (a rescue beagle/JRT mix) and a few kitties too. Hunter has been diagnosed with a Mass Cell Tumor on his right rear leg. He went in on Monday to have it removed and the Doctor did a fantastic job in the surgery. Hunter’s tumor has to be sent away so we can find out just how sick he is. Pray for him, okay guys? He really needs it.

Happy 4th!

What a nice weekend! Mom and Dad were home with me and Ollie for the whole weekend plus a few days! On Saturday, Mom wasn’t home much because she was in Cambridge having lunch with her family. Not sure why she didn’t take me, but she keeps saying it’s too hot. Hello, mom. We have air conditioning in the car. Sheez.

Since mom and dad were busy on Saturday, they made it up to us later that day. Dad drove Ollie and me to Oxford, a town nearby and we got to walk around. Then mom said we were going to go to the work because they were having a Big Band concert there. The drive from Oxford to St. Michaels is about 25 miles, but there is a ferry that goes across the water. It is very close that way. So, Dad drove us all onto the ferry and we went across the water in our car on a boat. I had a great time. Dad rolled the windows down so I could hang out pretty far and get a good whiff of everything around. What fun! Then we parked and walked into the museum where a big crowd of people were there to listen to music they played during WWII. Everyone loved me, and some people loved Ollie too. I think a lot of those people already knew me since they would come up to my mom saying “So, these are your boys?” A lot of people said they had a wire fox terrier when they were kids. Mom told them that there are still plenty that need adoption if they are interested. Anyway, then there was a lot of loud booms and flashing in the sky and mom and dad walked really fast to get us out of there. I was sorry too, because I was having a great time. Only thing is that Ollie is really afraid of loud sounds and especially thunderstorms. I think this was a little different than thunder and lightening, but Ollie was still afraid. There was more of it last night, but Mom gave Ollie medicine to help him relax, so even though he was scared, he didn’t shake so badly. Mom says that people in the U.S. do this to celebrate their freedom. I hope that all of my friends had a good, safe time celebrating!

Rain, rain, go away!

I can't figure out what's happening around here. It's been raining and raining and I have hardly had any chance to play in the backyard with mom and dad and my ball. I've been watching television (yes, I watch TV), and the newsman has been saying that there has been a lot of flooding here. The pictures are bad, but things here at home are okay. I did notice that our basement is a little wet...that's my backup play area when the weather is bad outside. So, I have not gotten to do many of my WFT antics lately and I'm tired of being couped up. Its dry today, but dad says it may thunder again tonight. I don't mind the thunder too bad, but it sure scares Ollie. I don't like it when Ollie is that scared and I try to give him kisses and let him know it will be gone soon. He shakes a lot and that kinda scares me too. Ollie is hardly scared of anything.
Mom says that the 4th of July is coming and she knows that it will thunder all night that night. I'm not sure how she knows that. She also says that she will be home for 4 days in a row. That will be so nice! Anyway, I hope all of my friends have a great holiday!

Good News! Misty has a home! Now help Dash!

Good news! Misty, the smooth fox terrier who was at the kennel in Cecil County now has a home! The shelter said she went to a good home with people who had terrier experience. Still mom said she asked them to call her if they had any specific questions about us fox terriers.
Now we have one more fox terrier to help. Dash is a 91/2 month old Wire Fox Terrier. They say he is packed full of energy. He is dominant and should'nt be around other dogs. Dash is in Camden, Delaware. We need to find him a home! If you would like more information about Dash, please call 302-698-3006 or email kcspcaadopt@cs.com

Aw, for the love of a girl...

My mom has been talking about this pretty Wire named Kelsi who is looking for a new home. Apparently Kelsi is a great little girl, but her mom is just too busy for a very active Wire Terrier. Kelsi is 2 1/2 years old, the same age I was when I came to live with mom and dad. Anyway, mom has been telling me about Kelsi and then I saw her picture....wow! She's a beauty! I've been on a campaign to get mom and dad to adopt her. After all, a guy needs a girl. My mom has been on the fence about it...help! Everyone, please write to my mom and dad and tell them that Kelsi should come and live with me, I mean us. Hehehe, pretty girl!

The top 10 reasons my mom loves me....

The top 10 reasons my mom loves me:

10. The curls in my wiry white hair.

9. The shape of my spade-like head and my stiff little legs. (She thinks its funny that now she thinks other dog’s heads look short!)

8. How I only eat or drink out of the left side of the bowl and always clean up any mess; including Ollie’s. (I’m a little obsessive/compulsive like mom)

7. How I wind up my front left leg after I have done my outside business and then do a little hop. She especially loves that I always look to her for approval when I’m doing it!

6. How I rummage through my toy box for just the right toy that only I know and no other toy will do.

5. How I run to her if I think I can get dad in trouble for playing with me too hard. (she’s such a sucker- and dad hates that!)

4. How excited I am when I get a new toy, or when mom sews back up an old one I haven’t seen in awhile.

3. How I jump up and down at the door when I know she is on the other side.

2. My sweet kisses and that she knows if she gives me a kiss, I have to kiss her back.

And the number 1 reason my mom loves me- Because I get so excited when I see that she is going to lie down because I love to curl up with her and lay my head on her. (I’m so sweet!)

Meet Derby!

I've had another busy weekend and I'm exhausted. Since it has been so nice outside, I have had lots of time to chase squirrels and go for walks. It’s really made me tired, but I am going to try not to be so grouchy. I still haven't made it back in the bed with mom and dad since the infamous "toe" incident. You'd think that mom would be quicker to forgive me than this. I have even pulled out all the stops. I have cried and cried and tried to make her regret kicking me out of the bed. I have even overheard her saying how pathetic it was to hear me cry myself to sleep. Yet, this has not gotten me back into the big bed yet. I'm hoping for a change soon.
Hey, I want to introduce you to a friend of mine. Everyone, meet Derby! Derby is one handsome guy- I think he looks a lot like me! Derby and his mom Sue also live on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. I am told that they may be getting another dog soon. I told them; whatever they do- don't get a Bearded Collie or another herding dog. I don't think that Derby would like to be pushed around either. I think that we should get Ollie in the backyard and Derby and I should herd him! Wouldn't that be a blast? (Okay, mom...I was just kidding!) I am hoping that since Derby is close by (in round about terms) that he and I will meet nose to nose one day soon. Meanwhile, enjoy the summer and stay handsome!

Looks like trouble...

Looks like I have caused some trouble. You see, I told you all that I have been very tired lately, but what you may not know is that when I get tired I get very grouchy. I think that mom and Dad think it is funny because usually they just kind of snicker at me and leave me alone. But Tuesday night I had not really shown them just how grouchy I was before I went to bed. Apparently at some time in the middle of the night mom's foot made its way over to MY side of the bed and touched me on my rear end. I woke up snapping and mom stuck her toe in my mouth. (She of course, doesn't quite see it that way). She screamed bloody murder, which woke up Dad. Never good. Apparently that little bite resulted in blood and broken skin. (These humans are so frail). Dad went to clean up mom's toe while I tried to make up with her. Mom just ignored me! Can you believe it? It wasn't my fault! I was merely sleeping, minding my own business when she had the gaul to kick me (okay, she didn't kick me, but a guy's gotta tell a good story, you know!)
Now, I have been banished to the spare bedroom to sleep at night. Dad said no more Mackie and mom agreed! Do you believe that? I may be looking for a new home soon if they don't come to their senses. Geez.

I'm TIRED!

I've been working so hard you just wouldn't believe,
And I'm tired!
There's so little time and so much to achieve,
And I'm tired!
I've been lying here holding the grass in its place,
Pressing a leaf with the side of my face,
Tasting the apples to see if they're sweet,
Counting the toes on a centipede's feet.
I've been memorizing the shape of that cloud,
Warning the robins to not chirp so loud,
Shooing the butterflies off the tomatoes,
Keeping an eye out for floods and tornadoes.
I've been supervising the work of the ants
And thinking of pruning the cantaloupe plants,
Timing the sun to see what time it sets,
Calling the fish to swim into my nets,
And I've taken twelve thousand and forty-one breaths,
And I'm TIRED!.

That is a poem by Shel Silverstein. Boy! Can I relate! Mom and Dad wore me out this weekend, and then mom took off on Monday and did more to wear me out. She took me for a ride, then a walk and then we came home and played ball. And I'M TIRED!