Greetings my friends and followers.
It looks like I am going to move on to a new FOSTER home in Napa with someone who has lots of experience with vizslas. We shall see how it works out. Robert and my network of loyal supporters (that's you ELAINE!) continue to search for a "forever" home for me. We shall see how it goes and Robert has promised to keep up my blog for all of you.
I think I will miss Robert and everyone here (except Cooter who makes me nuts!). And I just know Robert will miss me (Robert's comment "VERY TRUE"). We have developed a bond over the past months and though we have had our moments, I know he loves me and understands the troubled life I have had.
Please keep me in your thoughts and prayers and I hope one day soon to have a forever home. Robert told me he would see to it that I meet all of you who have helped me so much!
Love,
Rothko
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Thursday, July 1, 2010
07.01.2010 (Thursday) * Turkey Alert
Real excitement this morning!
We were all in our crates this morning from eating our breakfast when Phoenix went ballistic barking which I have come to learn means "intruder alert" (even if it is 1/2 mile away). I mean the dog has a nose, and not like in Jimmy Durante nose; like in smells the slightest scent from beyond line of sight. Well, when Phoenix sounds off, Robert has to go investigate or there will be no peace. So, off goes Robert, I mean jeez, he hasn't even had time to finish his first cup of coffee (and it takes three to even get neurons thinking about firing). Lo and behold, a wild turkey hen has decided the dog yard is the place to browse for food;ummmm, big mistake! Robert un-crates Phoenix who emerges like an Exocet missile out of its launch tube and homes right in on the hen. Fortunately, turkeys have GREAT eyesight and upon seeing the speeding canine projectile approaching decides that an emergency lift-off is in order. Off to the safety of the tree line by the creek. You can be sure she'll think twice before she lands in the dog yard again! Sigh!, and I was soooo looking forward to deep fried turkey for dinner. Always an adventure here.
We were all in our crates this morning from eating our breakfast when Phoenix went ballistic barking which I have come to learn means "intruder alert" (even if it is 1/2 mile away). I mean the dog has a nose, and not like in Jimmy Durante nose; like in smells the slightest scent from beyond line of sight. Well, when Phoenix sounds off, Robert has to go investigate or there will be no peace. So, off goes Robert, I mean jeez, he hasn't even had time to finish his first cup of coffee (and it takes three to even get neurons thinking about firing). Lo and behold, a wild turkey hen has decided the dog yard is the place to browse for food;ummmm, big mistake! Robert un-crates Phoenix who emerges like an Exocet missile out of its launch tube and homes right in on the hen. Fortunately, turkeys have GREAT eyesight and upon seeing the speeding canine projectile approaching decides that an emergency lift-off is in order. Off to the safety of the tree line by the creek. You can be sure she'll think twice before she lands in the dog yard again! Sigh!, and I was soooo looking forward to deep fried turkey for dinner. Always an adventure here.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
06.30.2010 (Wednesday) * Half the year gone!
Wow! Here it is, June 30th; half the year is gone and I have not even started my Christmas shopping. Good thing for the Internet!
A special "Thank-You" goes out to Elaine and Tex for continuing to look out for potential forever homes for me. Perhaps one day we will meet in person.
Thanks again to all my followers and readers.
A special "Thank-You" goes out to Elaine and Tex for continuing to look out for potential forever homes for me. Perhaps one day we will meet in person.
Thanks again to all my followers and readers.
Monday, June 28, 2010
06.28.2010 (Monday) *
Hello everyone! Yes, I am still alive and kicking!
A special welcome to "fluffydogfostering" for joining my blog! I need all the friends I can get.
Nothing really new with me. I am still here with Cooter, the vizsla-lab foster mix. There has been so little interest in adopting me that Robert is now searching for a sanctuary for me to live in until (if ever) I am adopted into a forever home. Even that avenue has borne little fruit; seems like there are just too many of us older dogs with special needs.
In the meantime, life goes on. I play ball, play in my water tub, romp in the horse pasture, bark at the horses, get REALLY excited when Nancy comes home or Robert returns from an errand. I am learning new things and have to work or perform for any reward; not a difficult task but goes against my grain of wanting to be "in charge". I guess it is a small price to pay for such a loving, caring and nice foster home. I now even put myself to bed in my crate when the day is done. I always get a cookie for doing so; never even had to ask for one!
I go to the vet regularly for my nail trimming and occasionally I go on an errand with Robert, though he has been really busy here with the property, the garden and repairing various vehicles and equipment.
Summer is finally upon us and I enjoy standing in my water tub chasing shadows or leaves on the bottom. Robert keeps it nice and clean so it is always refreshing. Sometimes I lie in the sun for a tan, or in the shade if it is really hot. A new screen door at the front keeps a nice breeze blowing through the house and I rotate from dog bed to dog bed as I see fit.
Thanks again to all of you who follow my blog!
A special welcome to "fluffydogfostering" for joining my blog! I need all the friends I can get.
Nothing really new with me. I am still here with Cooter, the vizsla-lab foster mix. There has been so little interest in adopting me that Robert is now searching for a sanctuary for me to live in until (if ever) I am adopted into a forever home. Even that avenue has borne little fruit; seems like there are just too many of us older dogs with special needs.
In the meantime, life goes on. I play ball, play in my water tub, romp in the horse pasture, bark at the horses, get REALLY excited when Nancy comes home or Robert returns from an errand. I am learning new things and have to work or perform for any reward; not a difficult task but goes against my grain of wanting to be "in charge". I guess it is a small price to pay for such a loving, caring and nice foster home. I now even put myself to bed in my crate when the day is done. I always get a cookie for doing so; never even had to ask for one!
I go to the vet regularly for my nail trimming and occasionally I go on an errand with Robert, though he has been really busy here with the property, the garden and repairing various vehicles and equipment.
Summer is finally upon us and I enjoy standing in my water tub chasing shadows or leaves on the bottom. Robert keeps it nice and clean so it is always refreshing. Sometimes I lie in the sun for a tan, or in the shade if it is really hot. A new screen door at the front keeps a nice breeze blowing through the house and I rotate from dog bed to dog bed as I see fit.
Thanks again to all of you who follow my blog!
Friday, June 4, 2010
06.04.2010 *
I am going to start posting weekly unless there is some really significant news I want to share.
I am virtually totally settled in here. I get along with all the other dogs, even new ones that come in like Cooter. There is more than enough attention here for all of us. Robert is working with me on doing something for him in exchange for his playing with me or feeding me. I have learned to sit, then down and stay before I can go into my crate for breakfast or dinner. In order for him to throw the ball, I must sit and GIVE him the ball rather than just drop it and run off or make him come and get the ball from me. This task is a little more difficult because I am so ball obsessed, but I am making progress. I still bark at the horses, but that I learned from Hanna and Phoenix, resident vizslas.
It is a dreary, misty, wet gray day here in Sebastopol. Everyone is inside on a dog bed, the couch or in a crate. This weekend is supposed to be sunny and warm so I will be outside playing in the water tub. Alas, I have pretty much destroyed the two new tennis balls Robert purchased for me a couple of days ago...they just don't make 'em like they used to! I still have yet to hear from the French Open people about sending me the used balls; guess that is a "no" then. Perhaps I should stroll over to the tennis courts at Ragle Park here in town and see if I can't snag some. I wonder what the sentence for running off with tennis balls is?
That is about it for now. Stay tuned!
I am virtually totally settled in here. I get along with all the other dogs, even new ones that come in like Cooter. There is more than enough attention here for all of us. Robert is working with me on doing something for him in exchange for his playing with me or feeding me. I have learned to sit, then down and stay before I can go into my crate for breakfast or dinner. In order for him to throw the ball, I must sit and GIVE him the ball rather than just drop it and run off or make him come and get the ball from me. This task is a little more difficult because I am so ball obsessed, but I am making progress. I still bark at the horses, but that I learned from Hanna and Phoenix, resident vizslas.
It is a dreary, misty, wet gray day here in Sebastopol. Everyone is inside on a dog bed, the couch or in a crate. This weekend is supposed to be sunny and warm so I will be outside playing in the water tub. Alas, I have pretty much destroyed the two new tennis balls Robert purchased for me a couple of days ago...they just don't make 'em like they used to! I still have yet to hear from the French Open people about sending me the used balls; guess that is a "no" then. Perhaps I should stroll over to the tennis courts at Ragle Park here in town and see if I can't snag some. I wonder what the sentence for running off with tennis balls is?
That is about it for now. Stay tuned!
Sunday, May 30, 2010
05.30.2010 - Day ? I've given up counting....
Hello All! Been a while since I last posted. Dogs have come and dogs have gone and more dogs have come BUT I AM STILL HERE (waahhh)!
It appears as though I will need to start prevaricating about my age; then maybe somebody will adopt me.
Not much new here. Weather is warming up and hopefully (and I do mean HOPEFULLY!) the rain has ceased for a while. I like to play outside in my water tub and not get rained on. I like to sunbathe on the deck and not get rained on. I like to chase balls and the rain doesn't bother me then but I make a mess of the house.
There is a new foster dog here, Cooter. He has been on the VCNC website for quite a while but it was only yesterday that Robert rescued him from the shelter and brought him here. I have not formally met him but have seen him around. One of us is crated while the other is out until Robert evaluates how we might interact. He seems to be OK with Dolly and Phoenix, two of the resident vizslas, so we shall see. Robert says he is a sweet boy; I'll make my own evaluation.
I only have my BIG tennis balls left as I have chewed all the normal sized ones into shreds. I have put in a call to the French Open to see if they would ship me the used balls; have yet to hear back (you know how those Frenchies are...).
I got my nails done again last week; no color, just natural. I just follow my routine and I can't complain (too much). Robert posted a picture of me "fishing" in my tub for only things that I know are there (you have to be a vizsla to see 'em...tough luck Robert!).
Take care, and remember,I'm only 29 in dogs years (and will never get older from now on).
It appears as though I will need to start prevaricating about my age; then maybe somebody will adopt me.
Not much new here. Weather is warming up and hopefully (and I do mean HOPEFULLY!) the rain has ceased for a while. I like to play outside in my water tub and not get rained on. I like to sunbathe on the deck and not get rained on. I like to chase balls and the rain doesn't bother me then but I make a mess of the house.
There is a new foster dog here, Cooter. He has been on the VCNC website for quite a while but it was only yesterday that Robert rescued him from the shelter and brought him here. I have not formally met him but have seen him around. One of us is crated while the other is out until Robert evaluates how we might interact. He seems to be OK with Dolly and Phoenix, two of the resident vizslas, so we shall see. Robert says he is a sweet boy; I'll make my own evaluation.
I only have my BIG tennis balls left as I have chewed all the normal sized ones into shreds. I have put in a call to the French Open to see if they would ship me the used balls; have yet to hear back (you know how those Frenchies are...).
I got my nails done again last week; no color, just natural. I just follow my routine and I can't complain (too much). Robert posted a picture of me "fishing" in my tub for only things that I know are there (you have to be a vizsla to see 'em...tough luck Robert!).
Take care, and remember,I'm only 29 in dogs years (and will never get older from now on).
Monday, May 17, 2010
05.17.2010 - Catching Up
I have to apologize for my belated updates. Things have been pretty much a routine for a while now. I have settled in nicely and have a daily routine I pretty much follow. My foster friend, Brownie, the GSP, went to her trial home last Friday; I am jealous. Why doesn't somebody adopt me? I am loving, devoted, protective, very young for my age and just want a person or two to be my sole focus in life! What more could one ask for? I just want to belong and feel that I am finally home, for the rest of my life.
I have chewed up more tennis balls than I can count. Robert is running dangerously low (donations are welcome). I have three REALLY big tennis balls but I am frustrated that I cannot carry two of them in my mouth at the same time! I love my yard, the pasture, the horses, the balls, the toys and my humans; but I really want COMITTMENT from one or more humans! This sounds like a woman's dating issue (lack of comittment). I am a GREAT dog! I am devoted, loving, warm, affectionate, active, protective and playful. Don't you want to adopt me? I won't disappoint you; just don't run out of tennis balls (lol).
Seriously, I have been here in my foster home quite a while. I love it here, but I know it is transitional. Doesn't somebody want a guy like me? I don't leave my dirty clothes laying around all over the place, dirty dishes in the sink, empty beer cans all over or leave the toilet seat up. I have couth! Take a look at me; look past the grey hairs and peer into my loving eyes.
I will not DISAPPOINT you!
Rothko
I have chewed up more tennis balls than I can count. Robert is running dangerously low (donations are welcome). I have three REALLY big tennis balls but I am frustrated that I cannot carry two of them in my mouth at the same time! I love my yard, the pasture, the horses, the balls, the toys and my humans; but I really want COMITTMENT from one or more humans! This sounds like a woman's dating issue (lack of comittment). I am a GREAT dog! I am devoted, loving, warm, affectionate, active, protective and playful. Don't you want to adopt me? I won't disappoint you; just don't run out of tennis balls (lol).
Seriously, I have been here in my foster home quite a while. I love it here, but I know it is transitional. Doesn't somebody want a guy like me? I don't leave my dirty clothes laying around all over the place, dirty dishes in the sink, empty beer cans all over or leave the toilet seat up. I have couth! Take a look at me; look past the grey hairs and peer into my loving eyes.
I will not DISAPPOINT you!
Rothko
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