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Thursday, September 24, 2015

OTHELLO ORPHAN PUPS NOW 8 YEARS OLD



HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ALL THE OTHELLO GANG PUPS NOW 8 YEARS OLD TODAY THE 24TH OF SEPTEMBER.

Almost 8 years ago,  I was called by Adams County Pet Rescue about a 6 day old litter of pups who's  mom had been kept on a chain 100% of the time except when they had her bred.   She had become tangled and choked to death the night before.   I was Called late at night and was in Othello at the break of dawn.    Pups must be kept very warm.    Thanks to the use of a portable heater and our wonderful cat,  BT who slept with them the pups were able to keep warm enough.   I had some help also,  Kim,  our daughter in Law,  Jo,  our granddaughter,   Linda and Jon and their exchange student. 

BT  the CAT
 

                                                  Pictures of the litter together.


 

ROSIE BEA  lives in North Carolina now.
 
Rosie Bea with new sister.

with Exchange student

With Kim

At home with sister and new Dad
 
 
CASSIE
BEST NANNY DOG EVER.
We adopted Cassie.
Jo with Cassie

Cassie
Cassie being nanny to foster pups



Cassie is her Daddy's dog

Cassie's favorite bed
 

Cassie talking to a foster litter.
 
 
DEUCE lives in Spokane now.
 

 
 
MIRRA   lives in North Bend now.
 


 
 
REDD
Lives between Renton and Issaquah
He was the most photogenic of the litter
He loves going on trail rides and started
riding in a baby pack when young.
 
 






 
 
SCOUT
 Scout lives in Spokane now.
He has quite a show record,  Not dog shows,
he entertains with other dogs at senior centers, hospitals and when ever
people need a little fun and joy in their lives.
I will try to put a link here to the FB post of his mom today with lots of pictures
of Scout doing his tricks. 
 




 
 
 
 
 




Friday, January 10, 2014

Super Funny Dog Tale (internet story, not ours )


                      Super Funny Dog Tale (internet story,  not ours )



A little background to this tale.    I received this in my e-mail about 2 years and 8 months ago and saved it to work over so I could copy and paste here for the enjoyment of others  ( Hide all food and drink  before reading )    Hope it brightens your day as it does mine every time I read it.    You can see how far back I am on filing things.

                    
Those of you who have animals will probably appreciate this the most. It is a story that is hilarious in itself and the person who wrote it is a good writer and made the story even better. Enjoy...

We have a fox terrier by the name of Jasper. He came to us in the summer of 2001 from the fox terrier rescue program. For those of you who are unfamiliar with this type of adoption, imagine taking in a 10 year old child about whom you know nothing and committing to doing your best to be a good parent.

Like a child, the dog came with his own idiosyncrasies. He will only sleep on the bed, on top of the covers, nuzzled as close to my face as he can get without actually performing a French kiss on me.

Lest you think this is a bad case of 'no discipline,' I should tell you that Perry and I tried every means to break him of this habit, including locking him in a separate bedroom for several nights. The new door cost over $200. But I digress.

Five weeks ago we began remodeling our house. Although the cost of the project is downright obnoxious, it was 20 years overdue AND it got me out of cooking Thanksgiving for family, extended family, and a lot of friends that I like more than family most of the time. I was assigned the task of preparing 124 of my famous yeast dinner rolls for the two Thanksgiving feasts we did attend. I am still cursing the electrician for getting the new oven hooked up so quickly. It was the only appliance in the whole darn house that worked, thus the assignment.

I made the decision to cook the rolls on Wed evening to reheat Thurs am. Since the kitchen was freshly painted, you can imagine the odor. Not wanting the rolls to smell like Sherwin Williams #586, I put the rolls on baking sheets and set them in the living room to rise for a few hours. Perry and I decided to go out to eat, returning in about an hour. The rolls were ready to go in the oven.

It was 8:30 PM. When I went to the living room to retrieve the pans, much to my shock, one whole pan of 12 rolls was empty. I called out to Jasper and my worst nightmare became a reality. He literally wobbled over to me. He looked like a combination of the Pillsbury dough boy and the Michelin Tire man wrapped up in fur. He groaned when he walked. I swear even his cheeks were bloated.

I ran to the phone and called our vet. After a few seconds of uproarious laughter, he told me the dog would probably be okay; however, I needed to give him Pepto Bismol every 2 hours for the rest of the night. God only knows why I thought a dog would like Pepto Bismol any more than my kids did when they were sick. Suffice it to say that by the time we went to bed the dog was black, white and pink. He was so bloated we had to lift him onto the bed for the night.

We arose at 7:30 and as we always do first thing, put the dog out to relieve himself. Well, the dog was as drunk as a sailor on his first leave. He was running into walls, falling flat on his butt and most of the time when he was walking, his front half was going one direction and the other half was either dragging the grass or headed 90 degrees in another direction. He couldn't lift his leg to pee, so he would just walk and pee at the same time. When he ran down the small incline in our back yard he couldn't stop himself and nearly ended up running into the fence.

His pupils were dilated and he was as dizzy as a loon. I endured another few seconds of laughter from the vet (second call within 12 hours) before he explained that the yeast had fermented in his belly and that he was indeed drunk. He assured me that, not unlike most binges we humans go through, it would wear off after about 4 or 5 hours, and to keep giving him Pepto Bismol. Afraid to leave him by himself in the house, Perry and I loaded him up and took him with us to my sister's house for the first Thanksgiving meal of the day.

My sister lives outside of Muskogee on a ranch, (10 to 15 minute drive). Rolls firmly secured in the trunk (124 less 12) and drunk dog leaning from the back seat onto the console of the car between Perry and I, we took off.

  Now I know you probably don't believe that dogs burp, but believe me when I say that after eating a tray of risen unbaked yeast rolls, DOGS WILL BURP. These burps were pure Old Charter. They would have matched or beat any smell in a drunk tank at the police station. But that's not the worst of it.

Now he was beginning to fart and they smelled like baked rolls. God strike me dead if I am not telling the truth! We endured this for the entire trip to Karen's, thankful she didn't live any further away than she did.

Once Jasper was firmly placed in my sister's garage with the door locked, we finally sat down to enjoy our first Thanksgiving meal of the day.. The dog was the topic of conversation all morning long and everyone made trips to the garage to witness my drunken dog, each returning with a tale of Jasper's latest endeavor to walk without running into something.. Of course, as the old adage goes, 'what goes in must come out' and Jasper was no exception. Granted if it had been me that had eaten 12 risen, unbaked yeast rolls, you might as well have put a concrete block up my behind, but alas a dog's digestive system is quite different from yours or mine. I discovered this was a mixed blessing when we prepared to leave Karen's house. Having discovered his 'packages' on the garage floor, we loaded him up in the car so we could hose down the floor.

This was another naive decision on our part. The blast of water from the hose hit the poop on the floor and the poop on the floor withstood the blast from the hose. It was like Portland cement beginning to set up and cure.

We finally tried to remove it with a shovel. I (obviously no one else was going to offer their services) had to get on my hands and knees with a coarse brush to get the remnants off of the floor. And as if this wasn't degrading enough, the darn dog in his drunken state had walked through the poop and left paw prints all over the garage floor that had to be brushed too.

Well, by this time the dog was sobering up nicely so we took him home and dropped him off before we left for our second Thanksgiving dinner at Perry's sister's house.

I am happy to report that as of today (Monday) the dog is back to normal both in size and temperament. He has had a bath and is no longer tricolor. None the worse for wear I presume. I am also happy to report that just this evening I found 2 risen unbaked yeast rolls hidden inside my closet door.

It appears he must have come to his senses after eating 10 of them but decided hiding 2 of them for later would not be a bad idea. Now, I'm doing research on the computer as to: 'How to clean unbaked dough from the carpet.'

And now...how was your day?      






                                              

Thursday, November 14, 2013

THE TRUE FACTS ABOUT HEALTH INSURANCE FOR SENIORS.

This is the truth about those drug policies and medical ones that pay what medicare does not pay.

First   Hinted lie in the ads.
The impression is given that if medicare does not pay the cost they will.
WRONG.
If medicare does not pay for that procedure or medical need,  they do not either.      Most Medical policies only pay the 20% that you pay in part B  and some the original $140 that you pay at the beginning of each year before Medicare starts paying.      

Over the past 2 years we have instead of paying Blue Cross $250 each for such insurance,  put it into a separate savings account  ( we call it our medical insurance savings account. ) we pay it like the bill we paid to Blue cross and then if it is an amount Blue cross would have paid,  we transfer that amount into our checking each month when we pay the bill to the DR etc.   We now have over $7,000 saved that would have gone to some executives bonus.

Walmart advertizes the $12.50 per month with humana  for drug insurance.  Yes but you pay the first $2,500 for your drugs before they cover anything.  Bob and I together spend $700 or under per year for our meds so   that $12.50 each  is $25 per month into another executive's pocket,  put that in the health savings account also.  

We have medicare so we do not need to pay for additional insurance.  I am totally bothered by the advertising going on that is meant to scam seniors out of their money  to bulk up someone's bonus.  

Have an accountant do the math for you not a medical or insurance professional.    Do what works best for you,  not the insurance companies.  

HERE IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING.
Save that money separate from your other accounts and do not count on it as money to spend for anything other than your medical bills that would have been covered by the insurance.

If an insurance company pays the medical bills,  on both ends the DR and the insurance,  they need to pay the staff to do the paperwork.  That immediately would mean it costs more than to pay it your self but since the  insurance companies are all for profit and have share holders wanting money because they bought a piece of paper,  you are also giving them that money and they the Executives want super wages and bonuses  so you go without necessities of life to provide it for them.     Do the math before deciding.  I did not in 1999 and supported those wealthy  big wigs for 11 years.  I went back and checked all records and found we would not have over $25,000 if I had started out this way and gone this way the entire time.

Thursday, October 31, 2013

Wolves, In cases like this, Need kept under control

Putting this at the top for anyone who comes here.  This is the first time I did not check something on Snopes ,   Even with the Representative's name it is false.
Please do not bother to read other than to know that 90% of such e-mails and  FB posts are false as this one is.



I have always pictured wolves the size of the wolves in moves and the ones I have seen in sanctuaries.    I had no Idea that the Canadian Wolf was soooooooo large.
We have always been told that animals in the wild only kill for food.  Not so with these Wolves.    They are now way above the 100 the government wanted and are endangering people and livestock.   To put a wild animal out of it's original environment is asking for trouble and I am no seeing why people in Idaho want something done about the wolf problem they have.     Look at the size of the Wolves  and the fact that they kill 5 of 6 elk for sport  and you know that the goal that they thought they wanted is not the one that was achieved.  Below is an appeal from the Idaho State Representative.

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This is a picture of a pack of 25 wolves taken in the Weippe area in Idaho .
Each one of these eats 24 Elk per year. This group alone will consume
600 Elk this year. That doesn’t even factor in the “sport kills.”


Idaho Wolves...and a lesson about "Good Intentions"

Look at the size of these wolves! ! ! ! Wow! and I thought
they were about the size of a shepherd dog ! !  Holey moley!

I hope not to meet up with one of these monsters ! ! 


The Canadian Gray Wolf runs in packs of up to twenty wolves.
For every one animal they kill to eat, these Canadian wolves kill about three more just for the fun of it.
The biologists call it "sport-reflex killing" or "lustful killing". The Canadian Gray Wolf is a killing machine.


These are federal wolves, as it was the federal government who introduced them into Idaho
over our objections. They told the state of Idaho that the wolves would be considered
recovered when they had a total of 100 wolves in Idaho .
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Now they have between 800 and 2,000 wolves and the situation is out of control.
Idaho 's wolf emergency is a state issue. And in this situation, the state of Idaho
has both a duty and the authority to protect its people and their property.

House Bill 343 lays out the facts, the argument and the authority to do so. - Idaho Rep Phil Hart.

Monday, June 17, 2013

Eastern Washington Weather and our View from the deck.

We can see for miles from our deck and we see how fast the weather moves and how different in very little distance here.
This picture was taken looking South,  You can see the rain falling.  The hill is the Royal City Sloap  and the open sky piece is at that time directly over Mardon.  You can see the rain falling.over Royal City whick is at the top of the sloap and 15 miles from our house.

This is looking toward the area where we had a picnic  lunch today with family on the West side of the Columbia River at a State park.  It was the third picture taken
This is 45 miles to the top of the ridge seen.

This is looking West Northwest  and you can see the end of the storm   clouds just about at the edge of our property.

This is looking North  and that row of trees in front of the van  ( far away )  You can see the outlind of mountain gops through them,  That if 50 miles away  the ones on the left you see in the breaks  are 35 miles away.  No storm there at that time.

I finished dishing up the dog food and then took pictures.

Note how far north the storm has moved.   Anika Waiting for her dinner.


This is looking North North west,  the storm has already moved up over our house and to the north.  It took 12 minutes for the rain to come from Royal City to our house.

I love being able to see mountains as far away as Yakima,  Wenatchee    and almost to the Canadian Border.  


Monday, June 3, 2013

Good Bye BT. We love you so much.

BT came home with us from the Shelter in Moses Lake at 6 months of age and we never could understand why he was an owner release because he was so perfect and loving.
BT was called Bob at the shelter because he is a natural short tail cat but We changed it to BT  for Bob Tail so we would not have two Bob's in the same house.  This was in October of 2005.
In December pf 2005,  our first foster liter of pups came and BT decided it was his job to teach pups how to interact with cats.     He seemed to know what dogs were dangerous but pups needed to be taught to be good with cats.
 BT loved to go hunting but it was not for the kill,  he would bring in the mice and birds and turn them loose to be his pets.  He never did understand why I would panic when I say his pets.     Anika,  the pup in this picture stayed with us.   BT and Anika have always had a close bond.

 One of BT's favorite activities was watching TV with Bob  and the other was taking a nap with Bob.  He was very social and all the cats loved him,  even the feral cats that were dumped a few years ago.

 Pookie and Sherman are watching BT who is watching Bob weed eating.

 Two years ago,  a kitten was found under our rear porch.  she was only 9 ounces and very dehydrated but her teeth said 10 weeks.    BT immediately took charge of cleaning her and teaching her how to be a playful kitten.   El Cee is now 2 years old and BT did a wonderful job of raising her.

Recently one of the original feral cats dumped had a litter of kittens and only one survived.    He is only 11 weeks old now.     3 weeks ago we brought the kitten ( I had been feeding it and playing with it in the shop  but could not get near the mother cat )  into the house and BT took charge again.    

Then last Friday the Neighbor's 3 dogs came into our property and caught BT.   They were throwing him in the air.   Wayde went out to stop them  and rushed BT to the Vet as we were in Wenatchee buying Dog and cat food.     BT seemed to rally some on Saturday but then started going down hill again.   He got to come home for a short while.

Sunday morning I could see he was not doing well and took him to the Pioneer Vet. Clinic.    He was put on both IV and Oxygen.   They found that he was so badly bruised inside that his organs were shutting down.  This morning  ( Monday  June 3rd, )  I said my good byes to our super special,  wonderful cat and he went to sleep in my arms.       We will never forget him and have been blessed to have him as part of our lives.    

BT,  your spirit will stay with us and we will still feel your love every day.   You brought so much joy to us and we will treasure every minute we had with you.
Love you sooooooooooooo much.

Saturday, September 29, 2012

Ty just a great Border Collie pup



Mom doesn't know why I was in a shelter,  so my story has to start with coming to my foster home.  I was shy and scared,  I preferred to stay in my crate.     There was this cute pup named Ephie who was about 6 weeks older than me  ( I was just getting my 16 week teeth then ).   Mom said she thought Ephie would enjoy my company so I went on the deck and hid.  Ephie teased my until I tried playing with her,  WOW it was fun.  The games were all fast and she could sure wear me out.     I pouted and sulked when Ephie went to her adoptive home.    Dad thinks I need to learn people talk so I am learning Sit,  Down,  Easy,  Ball,  Find it  and my favorites are treat and tomato,  I know go crate real good and prefer my naps are in my crate.     I like big marrow bones,  bully sticks and Tomatoes.  Did I say Tomatoes?  I need to say that again and again,  they are my favorite. 






OK,  Ty,  you had your turn,  now it is mine.  
Ty is a very special pup,  he has the BC stare and build.  He has a short tail,  Will ask the vet if natural  ( McNab breeding )  or if  it was docked.     He is medium energy for a BC pup and wants nothing more than to be with people.  He is good with other dogs and puppy good with cats.     He is crate trained,  has not had an accident in the house,  and is working on all sorts of skills.  He is just starting leash training.
Ty is up to date on shots.    We are fostering him for Seattle Purebred Dog Rescue.    He came from a shelter in Idaho.  He has,  Thanks to Ephie become a confident loving pup,  is now about 5 months old and looking for a home where he will be loved as a member of the family,  get lots of fun time with his people family members.    Here are links to 2 videos,  one of Ty playing with his flying Squirrel  and one with him playing with a ball,  then a cherry tomato  ( green )  and taking it to his pillow to eat.

No apartments for pups as their personality and if it would work in an apartment is not developed yet.
No unseen fences,  to many dogs are turned into fear biters by them.
He will not be adopted out as an outside only pup/dog.

If you are interested in Ty,  please to to www.pnwbcrescue.org and click on the Washington page and then scroll to his picture and click on it for a link to an application  and his adoption Bio.
I have not posted him yet on pnw,  will be doing so this evening  Saturday Sept 29th.