Things sure have been busy since I wrote last. Mom and Dad went on vacation to California and left me and Ollie at Grandma's and Grandpa's (note: this is not a complaint about where we DID get to go, but rather a complaint that we DIDN'T get to go with them...we LOVE it at the grandparent's!)
Finnegan went to some place that they call CAMP. I don't know what CAMP is, but he had a great time there and came back so exausted that he slept for days!
Here is Finney with that exhausted look on his face...
Here is Finney showing how tired he is...
And here he is passed out. Take a good look because this is about as still as you'll ever see him!!!
Pretty cool to have an exhausted little WFT brother. He was even too tired to show off for mom, so I got a lot of lap time when they came home.
Mom and Dad said they had a great time in California. I watched the weather everyday and know it rained there a bit, but they said despite some wet days, they enjoyed the warmth and had a great time.
Here is one of the spots where they spent some time...
Doesn't it look wonderful? It is Carlsbad.
Here's another...it is LaJolla...
Then the worst thing ever...Mom and dad tooks these pictures to humiliate me...
Here I am lying on the sofa minding my own business...
And then here is this poor critter in LaJolla that Mom and Dad took a picture of- they called him the "Mackie Seal"...
And if that weren't bad enough- they compared this humiliating shot of me...
to this...
And just think- I was excited that they came home....fooey...
I'm sure you remember the "Just say NO!" campaign, right? Well, I think my momma needs to be reminded of it. She has put me back on drugs and I don't think it's fair. The drug is called Clomicalm and it helps dogs with anxiety issues...that couldn't be me! I don't suffer from separation anxiety or anything, but I do stress myself out about stuff and then I get grouchy. Mom has been threatening to put me back on the stuff (I was on it several years ago...right after mom and dad adopted me and I was on it for over a YEAR!). Anyway- she's been threatening because she says I'm really grouchy again. I guess the last straw was biting dad on Saturday night. Yes, I admit, I'm a biter. I just can't help myself....I snap! But mom and dad are just too touchy! Their answer to this is to drug me. (note from mom: Its not the "answer" Mackie, but it does help you understand what you are doing a bit better so we can strengthed your training and it makes you less grouchy). So now I'm running a lot slower than usual and things seem to bother me a bit less (although I did growl at Dad last night because I thought he was going to make me go to bed and I didn't want to). I don't like drugs and I hope that mom and dad get over being so touchy soon!!
Yesterday was a busy day. People were here to visit the two little WFT's I told you about- Casey and Maggie, to see if they thought that they would like them to be a part of their family. First to come was one of my most favoritest WFT's, Bebe - and her parents. They came to meet Casey who is a 6 month old male wft. Mom said that Casey was the easiest WFT she had ever known- period- nevermind that he was only 6 months old. Me and Finney never met him cause he had been neutered and still had staples (whatever that is..but it doesn't sound good)so he could'nt handle how hard Finney plays and mom was afraid that I would be a grouch with him.
So anyway, Casey is pretty shy (I know..but mom assured me that he is all WFT and that he had just been bounced around a lot in the past few weeks which has made him kinda shy) but he loved little Miss Bebe. She was ever so gentle with him, which he really liked and she let him ease into getting to know her.
Here is a photo of Casey and Bebe- Casey is in the red and Bebe in the pink-
Soon, he was really to play. He would give her ear kissies and then she would give him ear kisses back. He would lay down and stretch out and then she would do the same thing- paws-to-paws. Mom said they were so cute. So Bebe's parents decided that Casey should be apart of their family and he went home to Philadelphia with them. Mom and Dad said they hope they can see them when they go to the bike race in June and the Montgomery show in October.
Here is Casey with Bebe and his new parents getting ready to leave for home.
And as if that wasn't enough excitement, then folks named Carol and Skip came to visit little Miss Maggie. You may remember that Maggie is the little girl I told you about she is 4 years old and only about 12 pounds. She is cute- cute!! She was a little ball of energy and loved to play with Casey. Mom out Finnegan out to play with her for a bit and mom said she thought that Finnegan played too hard so Finnegan came back in. Anyway, the folks who came to see Maggie live in Pokomoke City- down near Virginia on the Eastern Shore of Maryland- close to where Derby and his new sister Daphne live. They had never had a WFT before- but had Airedales, Scotties and even a Bearded Collie! Litle Maggie was very busy because of all the excitement and wouldn't settle down until Casey, Bebe and her parents left- so once they did, Miss Maggie showed what a god girl she was and she was getting so sleepy and fell asleep in mommy's arms. The folks decided that they were up to trying Miss Maggie and took her home with them too. Here is Maggie getting ready to leave for her new home. Isn't she a cutie too?
All in all, it was a good day! Two wft's found new, loving homes!!! (I have to admit, I'm so glad too- God know's we don't need any more dogs- even WFT's around here to share in my treats and lovies!!!) ; )
Hugs to Bebe and her parents and to Carol and Skip for adopting these WFT's and giving them new homes and big ol' hugs to Maggie and Casey- you did it guy's! Now make us all proud!!!
Mom let it slip that there are more dogs coming to "visit" this weekend. She says that neither of them are staying long because she thinks that they may have their forever homes to go to- but that they might be here a few days. There is a little girl named Maggie who is 4 years old and still really little at only 12 lbs and a little boy named Casey who is 6 months old and bigger than Maggie! Mom says that Maggie has had a hard life and is realy excited that she might be going to a home where she never has to move again. She says that Casey and his brothers and sisters where all rescued as puppies and now get new homes with terrier lovers! Mom says I have to be real nice to the both of them- especially Maggie since she is so small and that Finnegan will have to learn to play a bit easier to play with her.
This is Maggie-isn't she cute?
and this is Casey- he's a cute little fella too!
Keep your paws and pads crossed that both of them do get their new homes this weekend!
I'm starting a tag game...we'll answer the following questions and then tag three of your closest buddies asking them to do the same!
1.) If I were another kind of animal- I would be a _____ because__. 2.) My most-favoritest song is ____. 3.) If I could live anywhere in the world, I would live in____ because ___. 4.) If I were a famous movie star or personality, I would be ____ because ____. 5.) I should be the spokesman for ___(product name)___ because_____.
My answers are- 1.) If I were another kind of animal- I would be an elephant because I'm smart, I'm loving, I never forget anything, I take care of those I love and well- I'm big. 2.) My most-favoritest song is "The I love Mackie Hour" song my mon made up for me and sings to me in the mornings. 3.) If I could live anywhere in the world, I would live in California because it's warm there and I hate the cold...and I hate rain too. 4.) If I were a famous movie star or personality, I would be Heavy- D the rap star because, well, I'm big. 5.) I should be the spokesman for Gas-X because I'm a stinky fellow.
Finnegan's answers 1.) If I were another kind of animal- I would be a chimpanze because I'm a wild nut- a smart one, but wild nonetheless. 2.) My most-favoritest song is "You are my sunshine" that my momy sings to me. 3.) If I could live anywhere in the world, I would live in California because everyone else in my family would choose to and I don't want to be by myself. 4.) If I were a famous movie star or personality, I would be the scarecrow from Wizard of Oz because even though I look out of control I know whre every foot is and I forget I have a brain sometimes... 5.) I should be the spokesman for Jittery Joe's Coffee because .....now, what was the question again??
Okay- doesn't this sound fun?? I'm going to tag my pals- Butchy and Snickers Gus Dagger Agatha and Archie
Just want to say Happy New Year to all my pals! I wish the very best for you all and hope you have a wonderful and safe holiday and the very best year ever!! Thanks to you all for a great year filled with furry friends!!
Just wanted to hop on real quick to say Merry Christmas to all my doggie pals!! We are having a great day with new toys and new beds- not to mention some nice treats that thel little girls down the street made for us and brought us! (Everyone loves us heheheh!) Hope you ALL are having a wonderful holiday full of treats and love!
Just wanted to let everyone know that we are just three again...that's right, Kelsi went to her new home on Sunday. We were really sad t see her go even though we know she went to a really good place. Mommy called her her doll baby...I thought I was her baby! Its okay though cause Kelsi was a sweet little girl and Finnegan seems to really miss her poor little fella. He better get used to the way things are around here...in comes a WFT- there goes a WFT, you just never know. So, here's to little Miss Kelsi...we wish you the very best life!
I've been tagged by Lenny to post 8 random facts about myself. By the way- you absolutely MUST go to Lenny's blog to see his photo! It has to be the BEST wire photo ever! If you know a fox terrier- you'll understand why! Mom says she thinks that wires have the best senses of humors and you can clearly see it in Lenny's pic! Anyway...here are the Rules: Link to your tagger and post these rules: List eight ( 8 ) random facts about yourself. Tag eight people at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them). Let them know they've been tagged by leaving them a comment on their blogs.
Let's see what I can come up with...
1) I was born on November 20, 2000 in Virginia....mom says I'm a scorpio and that I have the "tude" of one too! (Whatever THAT is supposed to mean??!) 3) I have had THREE names...yup! First I was Brucinimar's Buckshot (Which is the name on my AKC registration)the my previous owners called me BUD...and now I am MacInturff (named after family friends of my mom and grandparents) and they call me Mackie...can you keep all that straight?? 4) I am Left-centric...that is, I eat or drink out of the left side of the bowl..I ass people on the left side, I choose to walk on the left side and I only shake with my left paw... 5) I go to grandma and grandpa's house every work day...I get spoiled there!! heheheh! 6) I hate to share....ANYTHING. Let's get this straight- EVERYTHING in the house is mine. Oh, and in the yard too, well in this neighborhood (which goes from the Atlantic ocean to the pacific coast- up to the north pole and down to...um, Antartica..ITS ALL MINE SO HANDS OFF!!) 7)After I poop or pee I do this wind up thing with my left paw and then I do a cute little hop...mom loves it and I love the praise!! 8) I secretly love Finnegan and even Ollie...but don't tell them that!
I know, I know...I've been bad about writing! Know why?? My mom has completely and utterly lost her mind. That's right...she took in a foster dog...can you IMAGINE THAT?? Now there are FOUR of us...and if that were'nt bad enough there are THREE wire fox terriers living under the same roof. (Note from mom- Now, Mackie- don't make that sound all that bad- you all get along and besides, Finnegan and Kelsi love one another) Did you hear that? Yes, she said Kelsi and Finnegan love each other. Is that a reason that I should have to put up with another dog here??? Is that a legitimate reason I should have to share play time with Finn? Love time with Mom? Playtime with dad? My food? My bed? (Note from mom: Now Mackie! Don't you let these people believe that you have had to share your food or your bed..sheez you are spoiled!) Well, I guess she's right-besides, Kelsi is a cute little thing anyway- don't you think?? Mom says she thinks they have a great home already found for Kelsi and they are doing all these checks- vet checks, reference checks and home visits and then maybe Kelsi will go to her new forever home. I think it's harder to get a foxie from mom than it is to adopt a kid!! heheheh~!!
That's right! Move over Snoopy...us WFT's are taking over and we are starting in the air!!
Meet Stanley, he is a four month old wire fox terrier who lives in Leigh, Essex, England and he loves to go for "walks" in his miniature Spitfire.
Apparently Stanley's family, Phil and Sharon Cook made the miniature plane for a Halloween party and Stanley loved it! Mrs Cook said: 'Stanley loves it. We decided to go for a Spitfire as a nod towards Remembrance Day. 'He is content to sit in the cockpit and watch the world go by.'
He's all dressed up and ready to go too, with his bomber jacket, goggles and hat- wouldn't you say? How dapper!
(note from mom: I am amazed daily by the antics of these little fox terriers!! How they LOVE life and go at it with everything they've got! What an amazing breed of dog---and how comical they all are too!!)
That's right mom! We are amazing and Stanley is only 4-months old...wait till he get's a little more opportunities to astound to world!!! hehehe!
My mom and I wrote this post about a good friend of ours, Janie who got sick while being fostered. They though Janie had pancreatitis, but turns out that Janie ate a bunch of stuff that she shouldn't have gotten into. Thankfully Janie will be okay. She is being return to rescue and will still look for her forever home.
I'm a creature of habit. I admit it. I like routine and I like what I'm used to. If I have too much new stuff, I get a bit overwhelmed, and let's just suffice it to say I get a bit grouchy. My routine is that mom wakes me up in the morning (I'm usually a late sleeper and everyone around here gets up early) and gives me kissies and sings me the "It's the I love Mackie Hour song". That's a song mom made up for me just because she loves me so much...it gos to the Howdy Doody tune. Sometimes I'm in the mood to go outside and pee and sometimes I'm not,bout that's neither here nor there. Once up, I wow mom and dad with all the stretching moves I can do. I stretch the front legs, the back legs, the back and occasionally, I throw them a bone and give them a nice loud yawn....they LOVE that and I get all kinds of applause...again, neither here nor there. I get up, get my medication wrapped in a half-slice of cheese, get my 2 tablespoons of yogurt..yummy, and then get my leash on an head out with daddy to go to grandma and grandpas...I get into the back seat and then stand on the center console so as to get a good view pont to navigate Dad there (I really don't think he can go anywhere without me!)Then I have a whole day at grandma and grandpa's (full of a whole different set of routines, incluing my breakfast at 11am, routine walkies and routine snacks!) and at about 3:40pm I sit by the door and wait for daddy. I always know when he's comin'. Then I get loaded back up in the backseat, get back on the console to show daddy the way home. About 3 or 4 blocks away from home, I start to get excited...which of course gets Ollie all in an uproar and he starts barking. (Mom says she feels bad for dad having to drive along with all that noise in the car. Mom hates loud noises...and bight lights, but again, I digress....) Once home, I fight dad to get to the back gate; he opens the gate and I tear off to chase and destroy and vermin that dares be in my yard while I was away. I spend a lot of time then telling them what I'll do to them if they just had enough nerve to come out of the trees. Dad lets Finnegan out and we start to play. Once of the fun things we do is to play chase around the big tree bench in our backyard. Boy, does this get mom and dad laughing, so , of course, we keep it up! Check out the video...mom says that we do this for 5 minutes at a time, but sh never has the camera at the right time!
Anyway, then Dad puts us inside while he gets ready to ride his bike and I wait patiently at the door for mommy. She come through the door, waggles all around! (She loves that and says I have the best tail!) Then back outside with Finnegan and Ollie for some romping, then dinner, then back outside to play with the other boys and mom. Once it's time to some inside I like to lay on the sofa and rest. I really like it if mom sits down too, so I'll lay with her...best yet is when she has a blanket too! Then once it's bedtime (someitmes I have to remind the old folks its time to go to bed) I head for hte back door to go pee one last time before I settle in for the night...then the whole day start again tomorrow!!
Just want to tell you all about a chance to help Fox Terriers in need all around the country. The Fox Terrier Network (FTN) formed a Crafters' group that is raffling off it’s first quilt to help with its work for Fox Terriers. The first quilt is a beautiful antique quilt. The design is called "Dresden Plate." The squares were found in a chest by the grandaughter of the woman pictured. This lady lived in Arkansas and it appears the blocks were made from used flour sacks. During the depression, these flour sacks often became first clothing and then quilts. One of our members found the coordinating fabric and put the quilt together, then hand quilted it. The quilt back is muslin. The finished size of this beautiful quilt is approximately 64 inches X 80 inches. This is a great chance to get a brand-new Antique quilt just in time for Christmas!
All tickets, which are $5.00 each, can be purchased from the FTN website. Click on the ad and buy your tickets! Once you have paid, your ticket and number (or tickets and numbers!) will be e-mailed to you. Ticket sales close December 10, 2007! Get your tickets now! The drawing will be on December 14, 2007.
Thanks for helping FTN help our fox terriers and those that love them.
Mom and Dad have still been pretty busy and mom says her job has been a pain lately. So, that pretty much means that I have little if any blogging time. As it is I've had to sneak this time early in the morning while mom is in the bath to catch up with my blogger pals. Life's been pretty good although I still have some itchies. They are much better, but still there nonetheless. I've switched food again to Ollie's precription science diet food for allergies. Mom's not sure if that's why I am getting better, but she's doing everything she can to help. Which includes lots of baths (which I like) and lots of gunk in my itchy ears..which I don't like. Oh, well, I'm hoping the fall weather helps. Anyway, I wanted to show my friends what a complete gentleman I am when I eat.
Sometimes mom feeds me from a fork and I an so easy and neat about everything. Guess mom didn't realize how special this trait was until she tried to feed Finnegan and Ollie from a fork and they just don't get the concept. They paw it, or try to lick it off. Dummies. Mom says her schnauzer, Chancellor ate off a fork too so she didn't know it was a special thing (of course he could eat off a fork..mom brags about him all the time...Chancey was SO SMART she says, Chancey was so HANDSOME she says, Chancey, Chancey, Chancey...well, bah humbug....I'm just as good as stinky ol' Chancey) (Note from mom: Mackie- you ARE a wonderful boy and yes, as good as Chancey. You both are just very different, that's all and I don't love you any less.) Glad she got that straight, but she should have said I LOVE YOU MORE! But at least I have it in print...I AM AS GOOD AS CHANCEY!!! Hah!
Well, Mom and Dad finally came home from California where they said they had a "wonderful" time. Can't imagine how since I wasn't there, but I think they are just trying to save face. I really missed them and gave them a fantastic welsoming when they arrived. I gave mom frantic kisses and ran fast laps around the house and yard....they laughed and giggled at me so it was all worth it. Besides, just wanted to remind them how cute I am and what they missed while they where gone...oh, and that I had a smashing time too..so there! Mom said they really missed me...of course they did, I could have told them that. Silly people. Finnegan came home the next morning and I was glad to see him too. Mom said that he had a good time at the kennel, but I could tell he was happy to be home too. He slept and slept the next day with this big grin on his face. Silly puppy. Hope everyone had a great week and that all is well. I'll check in with everyone's blogs this week if mom doesn't hog the confuser.
Oh, by the way, check out my new video. Mom and Dad thought it was funny to show all my friends the big fuss I make over the hose...especially when I can't get to the hose. It's my favorite toy afterall and I'm not completely convinced that it isn't a snake getting my folks. I'll rip it apart! hehehehh!
Mom and Dad have been running around like chickens with their heads cut off. Seems they’ve been planning a “vacation” and are getting ready for it. I know what a vacation is, but I don’t understand how they can have a vacation without me. Seems they are planning to go to California for a week or so and have no plans to take any of us dogs along. Now, I can see not taking Ollie or Finnegan, but why leave me at home? I’d enjoy the 80 degree, humidity free San Diego weather more then they ever would…and the beach too! Mom said that they are going to leave Ollie and I with Grandma and Grandpa and Finnegan has to got to the kennel. I don’t think I’ve been away from mom for this long since they brought me home to live with them. I sure am going to miss them and I know mom is going to miss me…she keeps telling me so. I keep telling her that there is only one solution for this…take me too, but she says they cannot. Hub-bub. Anyway, I won’t be checking in with any of you friends for a bit over a week or so cause grandma won’t let me on her computer there…something about my nails on the keyboard…sheez! So friends, take care and I’ll see everyone in just over a week!!
My dad did make it home, by some miracle. I’ll never know how he gets around without me. Of course, maybe its all a big scam…maybe he just goes around the block and sits all day waiting until 4pm when he usually comes home and then walks in the door like he’s been at work all day…yeah, that must be it because I’m sure he needs me to navigate for him otherwise. Anyway, have I mentioned that I’ve been having skin trouble? Well, I have and mom decided she was going to wage a war again the hot spots and she is finally winning. I was taking benedryl everyday but now I’m on an antibiotic and it seems to be clearing up. Also, I get to have bath in oatmeal shampoo twice a week. Yes, I said, I get to…I like my oatmeal baths. For example, mom was kinda disappointed yesterday morning when she ran a bath for herself and went into her closet to get her clothes, I jumped into the bathtub. When she came in she said “Aw, Mackie!- Have you stolen mommies bath?” and I wagged my tail to say that I had which of course just made her laugh. I knew then that I was in and I’d get a good oatmeal scrubbing. Oh, it felt so good! This morning, Finnegan got a bath because mom said something about him going on a trip with them tomorrow. I can’t imagine that they would take that little punk and leave me at home. (Note from mom: As I have mentioned before, Mackie is a terrible traveler! He has too much anxiety and is hard to handle on long trips…Finnegan is a good traveler and rides very nicely.) Seems mom and dad are going to some family reunion in Pennsylvania tomorrow and my grandma is going too. Oh how I love my grandma. I know grandma will talk them into letting me go too…right, grandma??? ….grandma???...hello.., grandma??...This isn’t looking good for me.
I’m not really sure what is going on today because I’m at home and no one is around. Well, Ollie and Finnegan are home, but I mean people. Usually, when mom and dad go to work, Ollie and I go to grandma and grandpa’s house, but dad didn’t take us with him today and I’m worried. He may not know where he is, or how to get home! You see, I usually stand on the center console in the Rover and tell dad how to get places and without me, we may never see him again. Still not sure why we couldn’t go to grandpa’s today but now I’m most worried that we’ll never see dad again. He certainly can’t find his was around the sprawling city that we live in without me there as a guide.
(Mom: Mackie, you dad can get around fine. He was driving for years before you came around and besides, Easton is a very small little town.)
Don’t listen to mom. She has no idea what I’m talking about. Besides, it took me years to train her before I ever had to start with dad. Sheez, people.
Have a good weekend everyone!! I’m not really sure what is going on today because I’m at home and no one is around. Well, Ollie and Finnegan are home, but I mean people. Usually, when mom and dad go to work, Ollie and I go to grandma and grandpa’s house, but dad didn’t take us with him today and I’m worried. He may not know where he is, or how to get home! You see, I usually stand on the center console in the Rover and tell dad how to get places and without me, we may never see him again. Still not sure why we couldn’t go to grandpa’s today but now I’m most worried that we’ll never see dad again. He certainly can’t find his was around the sprawling city that we live in without me there as a guide.
(Mom: Mackie, you dad can get around fine. He was driving for years before you came around and besides, Easton is a very small little town.)
Don’t listen to mom. She has no idea what I’m talking about. Besides, it took me years to train her before I ever had to start with dad. Sheez, people.
It's been weeks now since I've written, and about the same time since I have even visited my blog or anyone else's. Sorry I've been so out of it. My little brother Finnegan (that's him running in the picture)had his first birthday on August 2 and mom and I agreed that we didn't feel much like doing a blog celebration so soon after losing dear Oscar. Since Oscar was just a little pup too, it seemed kinda weird to say good-bye to a good friend and celebrate something within a few days. Finnegan did have a nice birthday though. Mom took him off to camp and they had a birthday party for him there with all of his doggie camp pals. He even had frosty-paws and came home wearing a bandana that they gave him that said Birthday Boy! I have only one thing to say- S-P-O-I-L-E-D!!! Finnegan was so tired from all the play and his birthday party that he was too tired to come out of his crate for dinner that night! Heheheh! Mom says it was the single quietest night we've have since Finnegan came along! So anyway, my little brother is growing up. He's about as tall as I am now, but much slimmer still. Finn weighs in at 20 lbs and, well, let's just say I'm a lot more than that ; ) Finnegan and I get along famously. We love to romp and play and wrestle (I always win of course!) but he is a fast little guy and I can never catch him if he doesn't want me too.
Anyway, I want to say Happy Birthday to my great pal, Bogart and Jackson! Yesterday was Bogarts 2nd birthday and today is Jackson's birthday. Happy birthday pals! I hope you have as much fun as Finney did and that you get frosty paws and lots of lovin'!!!
I am in total shock. I just can't believe what I have just read. I got a message from Maggie to check Oscar's blog. I am so sad to say that the news is not good. Our dear friend Oscar passed away on Saturday morning. He had been sick only a short time and still unknown exactly what caused it. He was so young. He was only 1 in May, just a puppy. We are so sad and are crying for Katy and Martin because we know how much this hurts and how sad they must be. Please join us in sending healing thoughts and prayers to them. Rest in peace, dear buddy. You will be missed.
Mom has been pretty busy lately working and stuff so she and dad have worked out a pretty nice system to make it up to us. Every Saturday night for the past few weeks, mom and dad have been taking us out to some park like place where we can see people and boats and all kinds of stuff. The best part about it is that mom and dad let us get in the water...well, that is they let Finnegan and I get in the water and lately just Finnegan because I have been having skin problems and mom won't let me in. Ollie doesn't have much interest in the water and besides if he gets wet he is wet for a week. (Well that is an exaggeration but mom always says it, so I will too!)
Little Finnegan has decided he really likes the water and has been playing in my sprinkler out back too. I may have to eat him for this. It is most definitely MY sprinkler and I didn't see anything about sharing him in the agreement mom and I had when she asked if she could bring home another WFT. Sheez.
On a bad note, I've been having skin problems all of the sudden. Mom has always felt lucky because she knows of so many WFT's who have skin problems and I have always done so well. Not really sure why I have them. Mom and Dad have had me on a really high quality food and treats too, but still I have been getting hot spots. Mom got a new bag of Natural Balance Potato and Duck formula for allergies and we'll see if that helps. I sure hope so; I'm tired of being itchy!
Today I'm going to break the rules. Sometimes it just has to be done. My mom wants to tell you all about a special little rescue dog that was here a few days ago and the wonderful people who adopted him.
I'd like to share with you all a pretty nice story - I think, anyway. In late June I got an email from a lady who said she saw a wire fox terrier in a shelter in Delaware. Since I am the Eastern Shore of Maryland and Delaware volunteer for Fox Terrier rescue I called the shelter to inquire about him. The said they had him but it was the first day he was eligible for adoption so they wouldn't work with rescue. I asked for them to take my name and number and to call me should anything change and asked them to please not put him down if he is not adopted. Some shelters don't like to work with rescue groups so I figured it was one of those cases and thought I'd call back in a week and start bothering them again. Last Friday I got the call from the shelter. He had been up for adoption for a week and no one was interested so they were going ot put him to sleep. I was out of town in the Southwestern corner of PA. I told them I couldn't come but the lady promised they would hold him for me until Tuesday. So Tuesday I left early from work and drove to Wilmington DE to get the fella. He was in awful condition. Filthy, matted hair, feces all over him, long toenails, stunk to high-heaven, had dirt and wax and God only knows caked in his ears and was flea ridden. Amazing that he was up for adoption in this condition. I told them who I was and they asked if I had seen the dog, when I said I had they asked if I still wanted him. (Imagine that...). His name was Sparky and he was an owner surrender because the owners said they were moving and could not take him with them. (the very best thing that could have ever happened to him) I paid the fee and got him out of there. He had a full out panic attack being put into the crate in my car. When I got him home I interacted with him a bit and took him to the basement to get cleaned up. I worked on him for about three hours. I clippered him down, trimmed his nails, but out the matts and gave him a flea dip. He never flinched. He was perfectly fine with me doing all of this to him. When he got out of the sink he ran around the basement totally excited and ran over and wrapped his little paws around me and literally hugged me. Wow. What a boy. Hard to think that something this sweet could have been treated so poorly. Soon I found out a few things about him. He has terrible separation anxiety. No way to tell is this is a longtime issue or just caused by his recent he could leap a foot foot fence with no problem at all. Great Houdini. But he is a sweet, easy, calm dog who got along beautifully with my three boys and had a gentle, special little soul. Amazing little boy especially considering all he'd been through. Since I already have the three boys at home (and are transporting two smooths over the weekend) I couldn't keep him long. Thankfully a lady who has helped with rescue offered to foster him for me. Meanwhile another rescuer sent me three of the apps she had on file, one of whom already had the vet check, additional reference and home visit done.One of the apps really stood out. A couple, she is a retired registered nurse, he is a physician. She has has wires, schnauzers, scotties, and welshies. Some of them were rescues throughout the years. I spoke with her by phone she was touched by his story and was concerned that he had to go to foster when he already had separation anxiety. I sent her a picture of him and she liked him. This was a wonderful woman. She and her husband really wanted him. We discussed having her come over the weekend, but instead she and her husband drove 2.5 hours to meet me with him last night. I could tell by her face the minute she saw him, she was in love with him. Not long after our meeting, I said to them, "He's such a great little easy boy. I think you will grow to love him" and the man said "I think I already do". So sweet and touching. He is going to a wonderful, safe, secure, patient home and his whole life just turned around from horrible to marvelous in 48 hours. No question that he will have issues that he will have to overcome, but I really think this guy has found a gift. Its amazing to me how things can change so quickly because of wonderful people like this who are anxious to open their homes and hearts to a little dog that needs a little extra. Just amazing. My husband went with me last night. He has seen dogs come through the house, he knows about a lot of the work that is involved with them and knows that oftentimes I'm not where he wants me to be because I'm transporting some dog or something. Last night after Sparky drove off with his new family, Steve said he finally understands why people do this.
Mackie's mommy
So there is Sparky's story, via my mom. I have to admit, he was a nice little guy. I tried to get her to take Ollie to those nice people instead, but she said they wanted a wft, not a Bearded Collie...duh, mom...doesn't everyone?
Oh, Oh, Oh- I am all over the new game that I saw on Bussie's website (and Romeo's and Ozzy's too!) Here are my answers:
1. Your age? 6 (I'll be 7 in November)
2. Your age when came to live with your people? 2.5 years old- mommy and daddy rescued me!
3. What color is the collar you’re wearing right now? Blue with a celtic print on it
4. Who is your favorite person other than the people you live with? Um, Um,...too many! Aunt Michelle, Grandma Sheila, Grandma Eve, Grandpa Dan and oh, yes, I do love my Aunty Robin too!
5. How much do you weigh? Oh I hate this question! About 33 lbs
6. Most expensive thing you’ve ever chewed up? I pretty much stick with my toys..
7. Do you like other Dogs? I like some, mistrust most...
8. Who is your best non-human friend? My dear little pain in the butt brother, Finnegan!
9. Squeaky Toys or Tennis Balls? Squeakies inside the house, tennis balls outside!
10. Do you like to be brushed? I like to have my back brushed. I'll bite you if you try to brush my back legs....grrrrr!
11. Peanut Butter or Cheese? CHEESE!!?/ Did you say CHEESE??? (Where is it??)
12. Do your people cut your toenails? Yup and they stink at it...good thing they have that stop bleeding stuff or I'd die from a loss of blood.
13. Any formal education? Yup!
14. Couch potato or Energizer Bunny? Both! I have times of doing both and I'm good at both!
15. Five nicknames your people call you? Mommy's Baby, Mackie Doodle, Punk, Bud, Baby Boy
16. What is your best trick? Sitting pretty (but I am also excellent at just hanging around and looking cool!)
17. Do you like kitties? They are very yummy!
18. What did you have for breakfast? Wellness dog food and tuna fish.
19. Can you hunt (aka have you ever killed anything living)? If so, what? Oh, I'm a good hunter! I've killed bunnies, birds, moles, a lizard and a squirrel!
20. When & why was the last time you went to the V.E.T.? Last fall for my ear infections.
21. Where do you sleep at night? In the spare room on the bed. (I'm not allowed to sleep with mom and dad anymore since I bite them in my sleep...)
22. Do you like to swim? Uppy!
23. Can you make puppies? Nope. (There are too many puppies anyway!)
24. Do you give kisses? Oh yes! My Aunt Amy says I give rape kisses cause I'll hold you down and kiss you wheather you like it or not!! (You'll like it, I promise!) heheheh!
25. Can you potty on command? I'm open to suggestions.
26. To Cuz or not to Cuz? Oh yes, I LOVE my cuz ball. I eat its feet off athen I de squeak it and then I squeeze it and blow the air out of it! What a fun toy!!
Mo's been on a kick lately. Last week I got a haircut and nw this week mom gave me a bath and ANOTHER haircut!! Can you believe that? And she massacred me! I admit I don't let mom brush my back legs...I HATE it! She can brush the rest of me and thats okay...on second thought, maybe not, I won't let her brush my belly either, but when she gets the brush out, I come running. I love to have my back bushed and my mustashe is pretty good too...I can't say I care for her brushing my front paws, but dare not touch my back legs or I'll snap and if her hand is in the way, well so be it. (Yes, I have to admit I will bite when provoked) (Note from mom: It doesn't take much to "provoke" Mackie. Sometimes he just gets grouchy and we all stay out of his way! He also hates to be told "no" and of course having his back legs brushed sets him off...let's see so does having his feet touched while he's sleeping) Enough of that mom! I'm trying to tell everyone what a horrible job you did on my hair. So anyway, because I won't let mom brush my back legs regularly, my hair was matted. So mom decided to put me ont eh grooming table in the basement and muzzle me! The indignity!!! Then she proceeded to brush my back legs before she realized that a brush would'nt get through it! heheheh! Then she tried the Coat King to no avail, then the matt cutter and I have to admit here that I let out a little cry (just to jerk her chain of course, it never really hurt!) and she gave in. I thought that meant she would let me off that darn table, but instead she shaved my back legs!! Urgh! A WFT missing his rear furnishings! I look silly! I look bow-legged! (note from mom: He does look silly and he looks FAT!!heheheh But I had no choice. This is a good lesson to Mackie that he is just going to have to let me brush his back legs when the rest of him is getting brushed!) I'm humiliated....
I can tell you that I'm not so happy. Seems Mom and Dad went to Philly to see a bike race and visit Daniella, Ron and Axel and guess who stayed home? ME! What's worse is who do they take with them?? FINNEGAN!!! This is an outrage! This has got to stop! This little fella comes into the house, and don't get me wrong, I like the little guy, but to take him and leave me at home???
(Note from mom: Mackie is a TERRIBLE traveler! He whines and prances and is so much work! Besides, he would never be able to be around all the noise from the bike race- the sirens, the motorcycles, the loud music....Mackie doesn't do well at all arund these things despite what he's telling you!)
Anyway, I see on Axel's blog that they had a wonderful time! I think they have A LOT of making up to do! I WANT ICE CREAM!!!
Friday, June 01, 2007
Its the weekend! Woohoo! Its the weekend! Woohoo! Its the weekend...you get the idea, right! I'm hoping mom will be home more this weekend then she has in the past several weeks. Seems there is always something that takes her and dad away from home. I know she said she was going to volunteer at some adopt-a-thon on Saturday to help find homeless dogs a new place to live. As long as that isn't our house, that's okay by me! Have a good weekend everyone~!~
So I've been pretty busy being a big brother to Finnegan. He relies on me to play with him, run with him, wrestle with him, go with him on walks and generally tell him how things go around here. He's a pretty quick learner and I'd admit I have grown to love the little fella. Here is a picture of me kissing Finn. I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea, I 'm all about the girls and all (Ms. Sunshade, Opy, Banba!!) but still a little brother needs to know he's loved sometimes. Besides, he gives me something to do and is pretty good for me waist line too! So pretty much havig a little brother rocks! Actually I like it even better than blogging so I'm sorry that I don't blog so much anymore, playng with Finn is so much more fun!!
It is with heavy heart I have to tell you of a great Wire Fox Terrier's passing. Nigel Precott -"American-born statesdog, philosopher, adventurer, essayist, barrister, mixologist, canine behaviorist, pioneering dog blogger and ball player (he sometimes went by "Shoeless Nige") died Saturday, April 28, 2007 in his doggie dad's arms at a veterinary clinic in Palm Harbor, Florida. He died of complications from living an extremely long and happy life. He was somewhere between 15-and-a-half or 17. Nigel was timeless, but he was not ageless." Please visit Nigel's amazing blog to read about this boy. Wow. It left me speechless and that's saying something for a WFT. Nigel's blog will now be penned by his little sis, Gimlet who is also a writer extraordinaire. Rest in peace dear friend. Here's to an amazing life.
Sorry its been so long since I've updated, having a new brother is exhausting. It seems mom relies on Ollie and I to do some babysitting and I have to correct Finnegan occasionally when he misbehaves. But really, all and all, we all love the new fella. Actually mom says she never expected it, but I will wrestle and run with him. I have yet to allow her to video tape it though. She has caught Ollie playing with him and Finnegan playing with one of our cousins, Cracker. Who would have guessed that we would have loved him so?
Mom decided that I should put some photos of me and Finnegan on the blog. So, she asked us to go outside and play and be nice to each other. Only thing is though that Finnegan is still a silly puppy. Nevermind sitting still, mom can't get him to stop messing with me long enough to get a decent photo because I constantly have to defend my turf. Here the silly puppy thinks its a good idea to take my ball. Can you imagine? I have killed for less. (note from mom: Mackie hasn't actually KILLED anything except a squirrel, a few moles and a few bugs.)
So here I am with MY ball.
Then here is Finnegan with MY ball.
Here is Finnegan realizing that I see HIM WITH MY BALL.
Then this is what happens when Finnegan gets MY ball.
So, I couldn't get my blogger to work! How frustrating! Sorry guys! Anyway, I wanted to say that things here are going along well. Finnegan is fitting in well and we really like him. He and Ollie are truly buds and love to run and run in the backyard. Mom loves Ollie for this as he tends to wear the puppy out so he sleeps better! As mom says, a tired puppy is a good puppy! Here is a new photo of Finnegan looking very tired. Anyway, mom was pretty happy to get a call on Sunday from Finnegan's breeder, Mary Raggett. Mary was just checking in on him and wanted to meet his new family. Mary was really nice an sent a photo of Finn's mom. Her name is Edenshire Cricklewood Tufluv, but they call her Jade. What a girl!! She is a beauty!! Also here is a photo of Finnegan's dad. His name is Dalriada's The Boss, but they call him Bruce. Funny how his name is "The Boss" since I everyone knows that I'm the boss!!! heheheh!
Sorry I have been away from my bloggin' duties but I've been so busy! Thigs have really changed around here and I'm starting to understand what poor Miss Sunshade has been going through with Jaffa....mom went and did it...I told her not too....I begged her not to, but she did anyway...I have a new brother.... Everyone, meet Finnegan! I call him Finnegan Begin-Again!! He's a 7 month old WFT puppy that mom took in last week. Finnegan's name was Cheddar, but mom decided to change it, kinda like she did with my name when I came to live here. I used to be Buddy, but mom renamed me MacInturff after friends of her's and decided to call me Mackie. Anyway, back to ol'Finnegan. He's a complete fool! He runs and plays with no abandon! He does all kinds of things mom tells him not to do like climbing inside of the dishwasher, knocking over the trashcan, grabbing shoes and running off with them and I could keep going on and on...boy does mom have her hands full, and I do too! This little fella needs a big brother to teach him the ropes and to remind him of all the things other dogs (like me and Ollie) just won't put up with like jumping on our backs, stealing our toys, humping us and most importantly getting love from mom. That is a real no, no. Other than those things, we all get along well! He can be fun, I guess. He likes to play in the backyard and no I have someone else to blame for my stinkies!!!heheheh! So, now you see why I haven't been around much. I have a full time job....urgh, mom. Don't you think she should have gotten my permission first? : )
True to her word, mom sent me for grooming on Wednesday. Boy am I tired from it! Grandma and grandpa laughed because when I came home I collapsed on the ottoman and didn’t get up until dad came to get me. Anyway, mom says they did a good job on me, but she thinks they did a better job on my face last time. She says I look a bit like a schnauzer or a Lakeland Terrier. Oh well! As long as she doesn’t send me back! I want to say special prayers for my new friend, Jackson. Jackson’s mommy said he has cancer on his parathyroid gland and that he gets surgery for it next week. The great news about this is that the cancer is very treatable, so we expect a full recovery for Jackson! Anyway, we’re praying for you buddy! I think that Jackson and I look a lot alike he could be the other long lost brother of me and Gussie! Also, I wanted to say welcome back to my one and only WFT gal, Banba! I see on Banba’s blog that her mommy left her at home and made up for it by getting her a great big beef bone. I notice that I had to get bathed twice in a week and didn’t event get a beef bone. Urgh!
I had a nice weekend except that mom gave me a bath again. I swear that woman is obsessed with my cleanliness. I kept telling her that my girlfriends Sunshade, Opy and Maggie would want me to smell all manly and stuff, but alas, she insisted and into the tub I went. Actually, I like being in the tub and playing with the water, its just the stupid shampooing I don’t like. Mom says I am a really good boy when I get groomed because I like water, I love to be brushed and I like the hair dryer thingy too. Oh, and she likes it how I run around the house like a mad man when I’m all wet. She chases me saying, “Mackie, don’t get on my bed!” Heheheh! The bummer of it all is that I have an appointment to be groomed on Wednesday. Two baths in one week, mom? That's overkill! (note from mom: Mackie was VERY dirty and smelly...he HAD to have a bath or sleep somewhere else!!) A pal of mine has joined us in bloggerland. His name is Jackson and he lives in Britain. Jackson is a 7 year old WFT and mighty handsome too. Mom found this old picture of two lovely little WFT girls. Aren’t they a hoot? I keep telling mom that I need a WFT girlfriend. I’m a real lover so I think I need a little girl to cozy up to when I’m lying around in sun puddles during the day. Kinda like Butchy and Snickers! Everytime Butchy and Snickers post a picture of them lying together I get a little closer to getting a little girl of my very own! Keep it up, Butchy!
Its been very cold and snowy in New York and my pal Pippin decided he was going to dig out! I've been waiting for him to dig all the way to Maryland to visit me! Isn't that just the funniest picture? Mom says us WFT's have the cutest little tushies! Stay warm, Pip! I wish I had some snow to dig in!
I want to say Happy Birthday to my long lost brother, Gus in Arizona! Happy Birthday dear pal!
I also wanted to tell everyone that our sweet Banba is back! Her computer was down and she finally is back to blogging, so stop by and say hi to her!
Oh, and I want to send many sweet kisses to my girl Sunshade since she sent me the loveliest Valentine's Card! (Of course, I still send kisses to my girl Opy and to my newest girl, Maggie!) Awwwww- girls! Sweet smelling kissy girls! Life is just hte best!
I want to wish all my friends Happy Valentine's Day, especially my special girls Sunshade, Opy and Maggie! I hope they will be my valentine! Oh, what pretty girls! Kisses, kisses, kisses to you all!
Wow is it cold! It is 18 degrees right now and I even have my sweater on inside the house. How do you like that jacket on me? Butchy and Snickers momma made it for me and I wasn't sure if it was ever gone to get cold enough this year to wear it- boy was I wrong! Its a cool jacket though- denim with a fly boy collar! Mom says I lok very handsome in it. Of course I do! I always look handsome!
All this cold weather makes me very glad for my mm and dad and warm house and makes me very sad for all the doggies out there who don't have homes and worse yet, whose families choose to chain them outside in the frigid cold. I bet a lot of doggies will go to the rainow bridge in this cold. There is a great group of people called Dogs Deserve Better who work really hard to educate people about chaining us dogs. Mommy and I appreciate all the work they do. Oh, hey, did I tell you tat we had a weekend of birthday's at my house? Saturday was my Daddy's birthday and Sunday was Ollie's birthday. Ollie turned 5 years old. As you may remember I turned 6 years old last November. Sometimes mommy says it worries her that Ollie and I are so close in age. She always seems to bring it up everytime she is talking about getting another dog.I don't see what that has to do with anything! Besides, who needs another dog around here? We had Ajax for a while and just as I grew to love him, they found a new home for him. What is THAT all about? (Mommy note: Mackie, Ajax was a foster dog. That means he is only here for a short time until we found him his forever home.) Whatever, mom. I think the woman would have a kennel of wayward dogs around here if dad would let her. Stand firm dad!
I know I’ve been awful about updating my blog. Have you ever noticed that once you make a new year’s resolution to do something that it is like cursing it? I resolved to blog more and now I blog less than I did before even, besides, I haven’t been feeling too well lately. Both Ollie and I caught some kind of flu and went to grandmas and got sick all over the rugs. I’m sorry for that too, since grandma and grandpa are so nice to let us come and stay with them during the day when mom and dad are at work. Have I ever told you that before? Yup! Every morning during the week Ollie and I get in the Rover with dad and head over to grandma and grandpas. That way we aren’t left at home all by ourselves during the day AND we get treats without mom saying we can’t or we are on a diet or some silly stuff like that! I love to go to grandma and grandpas! We get lots of treats, get to go outside each and every time we ask and I get to sleep on the ottoman by grandpa’s feet when he takes a nap. We are nap buddies! By the way, I want to congratulate Bussie on his new sister, Janie and tell him how proud mommy and I are of him for being so nice to Janie since she came to stay with them. Great job, Bussie! Poor Janie hasn’t had the best of lives, so I am so glad that she gets to live with Bussie and his wonderful mommy!
Everyone, meet Waffles! Isn't he a cutie? Waffles is a 3 year old wire who needs some help. He has been rescued from a shelter in Austin,Texas, but Waffles needs a home, or at very least he needs someone to take him and foster him until his forever home can be found. Can you help? He's a good boy, seems to get along with other dogs and kids and has been neutered and is up to date on his shots. It wasn't his fault he was in the shelter as animal control took him from his previous owners. If you can help by adopting Waffles- or by providing a foster home for him, please contact Julie Covey at coveyjulie@yahoo.com SOmeone please take him before I end up with yet another brother! heheheheh!
So I haven’t been so good with all my New Year’s resolutions. I have not been real good about blogging more- in fact, I think I have blogged less since the start of the New Year. I’ve been busy- so sue me! I can tell you one thing though I was hoping that mom would forget about the New Year’s Resolution for me to loose weight- but NO! I’ve been half starved since the start of the New Year! If she keeps this up my pals are not going to recognize me! I’m going to need to be rescued! American Fox Terrier Rescue where are you? Starving dog here! Help! What? You would take me from my mommy? Oh! In that case, I’ll stay here!
My mom found this poem and she said it reminded her of me (except for the not very smart bit!) Wha tis THAT supposed to mean anyway?
MY DOG AND ME
My dog must be blind not to see my wrinkles graying hair expanding belly Or, maybe, she just doesn't care and loves me anyway. She's not very smart but she's mine and loves me anyway And maybe, just maybe, Next time I feel weird about me I can borrow her eyes.
Happy New Year Everyone! I'm hoping that 2007 is a wonderful year for all doggies and humans alike!
Ready to play a little game? I'm going to list my 5 New Year's resolutions and then tag five friends...then those friends will have to name their 5 New Year's Resolutions and tag five of their friends...get it? Okay, my 5 New Year's Resolutions:
1. I had to go to the Doctor over the break because my tummy was upset and the Doctor said I have to loose weight...can you believe it? Apparently I'm an 8 on a scale of 1-10...It's all muscle of course! So, I guess I resolve to return to my pre-holiday studliness.
2. I resolve to blog more! My blog has been a great way to make new friends so I resolve to blog more an eat less!
3. I resolve to try to be nicer to any and all little rescue pups mom may bring into and through our house...after all, they won't be staying. Right? Right? Mom? Hello, they will be leaving, right? Sheez...
4. I resolve to make an effort to get Ollie in trouble more and me in trouble less! heheheheheh! (everyone knows he's to blame anyway!)
5. I resolve to talk to my agent to go on a world tour to visit my friends...Malaysia, Singapore, Australia- Here I come!
Now, I will tag my good friends, Butchy and Snickers, Buster, Gussie, Sunshade and Opy!
My name is MacInturff, Mackie for short, I am a wire fox terrier and I live in Maryland with my mom, Melissa, my dad, Steve and two brothers, Finnegan and Ollie. I am ten years old. I have two brothers, Ollie and Finnegan. Ollie is a nine year old Bearded Collie. Finnegan a four year old Wire Fox Terrier like me. Honestly, Finn is my favorite cause we like to play and romp together and I like being the big brother!! ; )
it always bothers me that I can never find email addresses for people when they respond to my bloggie so I never know how to answer them...so if you want me, email me!! heheheheh!
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Handmade Collar Bandana's and Other Dog Stuff---Mackie and Finnegan's Favorite. She has wonderful fox terrier prints and a portion of the proceeds got to Fox Terrier Rescue MidWest! Click on the logo above!
