Saturday, February 18, 2012

But Mom!

I know it is past midnight.  And I can hear the neighbors screaming for me to stop barking so they can sleep.  But I want to play more BALL. Please throw the BALL.  I love my BALL.- Bea


PS- I really really love my BALL.

Friday, February 17, 2012

Which dog is blind?

The neighbors are outside (2 O'clock position) and three dogs are looking at them. One thinks he is....

Shanti the lab mix loves to be outside on the deck, when it is cooler "on watch". (However, she doesn't know how to get off the deck by herself - true story).

The boxers love to be inside, soaking up the sun through the glass and only pretend to care about trespassers (and they do not pretend very hard and fall asleep quickly as they warm themselves like bread in an oven).

Blind Buddy loves to be on guard and obviously has this "guard dog" job covered he thinks.  He is the most alert of the four dogs Sad huh?



On a side note, I took the dogs for a walk at dusk and four deer ran beside us in the woods by the road.  ONLY Buddy could "see" them or notice.  The other three trotted right along within feet of the deer and never turned their way.  Yep, Buddy is the best hope I have for protection.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Excuse me, but-


If this seating arrangement works for us, you shouldn't concern yourself with our business.- Buddy Love



Why are you still looking... (freak)?

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

I keep having a bad feeling.....

Like I am about to fall but I know I am pointed up, right?! - Blind Buddy


On a serious note, Buddy underwent surgery to get new lens for both eyes due to juvenile cataracts. That, along with weak retinas pretty much rendered him blind.  He is now recovering and slowly regaining vision that will continue to improve over the next 3-5 weeks.   Two very cool observations:
1.  Before surgery, Buddy could only aim his head in the general direction of a noise and could not see me, objects, furniture, dogs, etc. Yesterday, for the first time ever, I saw Buddy sitting in my kitchen actually looking around, taking in the surroundings and I knew then he was starting to regain his vision!  His little eyes were focused in on everything around him and slowly he would go from one object to another.
2.  I have only had Buddy a month and when we play outside I will yell for him and he comes running. Most of the time he either runs into another dog or flies past me and doesn't stop until I call his name (misses me entirely).  Today as I walked around he jumped from about 3-4 feet away and nailed me in the leg, playing of course. I knew he had set his eyes on the target.

Both made me smile.  Much thanks to BTRNC for helping make it possible for one cool little dude to be able to see again.  Buddy freakin rocks.

Monday, February 13, 2012

To My Foster Mom (or Dad)

There I sat, alone and afraid,
You got a call and came right to my aid.
You bundled me up with blankets and love.
And, when I needed it most, you gave me a hug.
I learned that the world was not all that scary and cold.
That sometimes there is someone to have and to hold.
You taught me what love is, you helped me to mend.
You loved me and healed me and became my first friend.
And just when I thought you'd done all you do,
There came along not one new lesson, but two.
First you said, "Sweetheart, you're ready to go.
I've done all I can, and you've learned all I know."
Then you bundled me up with a blanket and kiss.
Along came a new family, they even have kids!
They took me to their home, forever to stay.
At first I thought you sent me away.
Then that second lesson became perfectly clear.
No matter how far, you will always be near.
And so, Foster Mom, you know I've moved on.
I have a new home, with toys and a lawn.
But I'll never forget what I learned that first day.
You never really give your fosters away.
You gave me these thoughts to remember you by.
We may never meet again, and now I know why.
You'll remember I lived with you for a time.
I may not be yours, but you'll always be mine.

- Author Unknown

Maisy Mom

Damn, they found me. One son is blocking my morning rays of sunshine. The other son is hogging my bed, and blowing me kisses out his backend.  I didn't birth these babies, so not sure why they think I am their mom. I just want peace and quiet, to rest in my grey years.  That is the last time I forget to shut the door. - Maisy Moo Mom