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.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
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
Friday, April 30, 2010
04.30.2010 * Day 21
End of April already; where does the time go?.
Nancy showed up this morning with a real surprise; another rescue! This one does not look like a vizsla at all! Hah! I think I know why. She is a liver colored GSP, female, 10 months old and the very definition of a WILD CHILD! I overheard Robert say that if anyone were ever to hear him say he would like a GSP puppy to just shoot him...no questions asked. Her energy is boundless and her manners non-existent. She likes tennis balls like me but defers to my stature in the community, so I do not feel threatened (besides, she is cute and smells good!). Her name is Brownie and her story is far too convoluted to unravel here. Things are pretty crazy here and we are all doing our best to push Robert over the edge...especially since I noticed his Zoloft is getting dangerously low....
It is a lovely evening and I am busy skinning a tennis ball. The alien in Predator has nothing on me...I could teach him a thing or two.
Nancy took two big furries to a VCNC Field Trial along with Gracie tonight, so it is just the 5 of us dogs vrs. the sole human, Robert (good odds).
Life is funny sometimes...other times not.
Good night all my followers.
Nancy showed up this morning with a real surprise; another rescue! This one does not look like a vizsla at all! Hah! I think I know why. She is a liver colored GSP, female, 10 months old and the very definition of a WILD CHILD! I overheard Robert say that if anyone were ever to hear him say he would like a GSP puppy to just shoot him...no questions asked. Her energy is boundless and her manners non-existent. She likes tennis balls like me but defers to my stature in the community, so I do not feel threatened (besides, she is cute and smells good!). Her name is Brownie and her story is far too convoluted to unravel here. Things are pretty crazy here and we are all doing our best to push Robert over the edge...especially since I noticed his Zoloft is getting dangerously low....
It is a lovely evening and I am busy skinning a tennis ball. The alien in Predator has nothing on me...I could teach him a thing or two.
Nancy took two big furries to a VCNC Field Trial along with Gracie tonight, so it is just the 5 of us dogs vrs. the sole human, Robert (good odds).
Life is funny sometimes...other times not.
Good night all my followers.
04.29.2010 * Day 20
Today is a beautiful day. The sun is out, the rain is gone and the skies are blue with big fluffy white clouds. I played in the horse pasture as usual, took a brief nap on the deck and watched Robert work on the raised bed garden.
About 1:00m I loaded up into the truck and off we went on errands. To the bank, to the tractor store (where I saw a really cool tractor I wish I could buy for Robert), to a local home supply center where the plumbing guy gave me cookies, to the gas station (yawn!), to the local landscape supply place where we got a truckload of yummy smelling soil and finally to the vet to get weighed (I have lost a few pounds). Quite a day.
We played ball and then I watched Robert unload all that smelly soil (I want to roll in it so badly!) and install a lot of plumbing.
We played in the horse pasture after dinner and stayed up till at least the sun went down watching some really bad movie on Netflix ( I will never diss Modern marvels again!).
About 1:00m I loaded up into the truck and off we went on errands. To the bank, to the tractor store (where I saw a really cool tractor I wish I could buy for Robert), to a local home supply center where the plumbing guy gave me cookies, to the gas station (yawn!), to the local landscape supply place where we got a truckload of yummy smelling soil and finally to the vet to get weighed (I have lost a few pounds). Quite a day.
We played ball and then I watched Robert unload all that smelly soil (I want to roll in it so badly!) and install a lot of plumbing.
We played in the horse pasture after dinner and stayed up till at least the sun went down watching some really bad movie on Netflix ( I will never diss Modern marvels again!).
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