Showing posts with label Dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dogs. Show all posts
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Today is Prissy's Birthday
Prissy is nine today. Being that I lost to cancer my previous two dogs before their respective sixth birthdays, making it to a ninth birthday feels like a big deal.
Truly a rare find, we're thankful every day that Prissy chose us. And we're thankful to Prissy's barn mom Patricia for giving her up for adoption after giving her a last chance forever home. Prissy was well loved by her first owner, a man named Jason. Sadly Jason died and Prissy was recycled through several more homes after being semi-abandoned in her second home. Prissy is proof that fairy-tale endings can come true.
And don't laugh at her name; not only does it fit her well (yes, I AM aware that she dearly loves to roll in horse manure and in general takes her barn duties very seriously, but still she's a priss about the rest of life), it has been her name her whole life through five different owners-- she IS and always has been Prissy. And now she is and always will be OUR Prissy.
Happy Birthday Prissy!
Truly a rare find, we're thankful every day that Prissy chose us. And we're thankful to Prissy's barn mom Patricia for giving her up for adoption after giving her a last chance forever home. Prissy was well loved by her first owner, a man named Jason. Sadly Jason died and Prissy was recycled through several more homes after being semi-abandoned in her second home. Prissy is proof that fairy-tale endings can come true.
And don't laugh at her name; not only does it fit her well (yes, I AM aware that she dearly loves to roll in horse manure and in general takes her barn duties very seriously, but still she's a priss about the rest of life), it has been her name her whole life through five different owners-- she IS and always has been Prissy. And now she is and always will be OUR Prissy.
Happy Birthday Prissy!Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Friday, August 7, 2009
Boy Oh Boy
We've gone and done it. This weekend we adopted Rosco, a ruby red 12 to 14 month old Cocker spaniel boy, from Cocker Spaniel Rescue. Weighing in at under 16 pounds, he'll always be a small guy but is working on gaining a little weight.
Abandoned as a puppy to the streets of Lufkin, Texas, Rosco was picked up by the city pound. When the folks at Cocker Spaniel Rescue discovered him in May 2009, he was suffering from malnutrition and was almost completely bald from sarcoptic mange. During and after treatment, he had to be isolated from other dogs so the CSR kept him at a boarding facility in Missouri City while he was successfully cured of mange. When he was able to come back out into society, CSR brought him to their standing monthly adoption at our local Petsmart. That's where our paths crossed and he now lives with us, his forever family.
Though he officially begins obedience school (at My Dog and Me) later this month, Rosco has already learned to sit and settle, and his recall is pretty darn good. He has had absolutely ZERO house mistakes, and is quickly becoming addicted to chewing his stuffed kongs and other toys. Prissy is tolerating him well and even initiated play with him last night. He is absolutely the sweetest Cocker you could ever hope to know.
Welcome home Rosco!
"Can't we just take him back? I'm sure they miss him over at CSR!"
*intelligent Border collie eyes roll skyward* "I call him 'hammers' as in 'dumber than a bag of...'"
"We can't all be GT students. I'll settle for C plus."
Super intelligent Border collie + silly goober Cocker = seems oil and water do mix, afterall.
Abandoned as a puppy to the streets of Lufkin, Texas, Rosco was picked up by the city pound. When the folks at Cocker Spaniel Rescue discovered him in May 2009, he was suffering from malnutrition and was almost completely bald from sarcoptic mange. During and after treatment, he had to be isolated from other dogs so the CSR kept him at a boarding facility in Missouri City while he was successfully cured of mange. When he was able to come back out into society, CSR brought him to their standing monthly adoption at our local Petsmart. That's where our paths crossed and he now lives with us, his forever family.
Though he officially begins obedience school (at My Dog and Me) later this month, Rosco has already learned to sit and settle, and his recall is pretty darn good. He has had absolutely ZERO house mistakes, and is quickly becoming addicted to chewing his stuffed kongs and other toys. Prissy is tolerating him well and even initiated play with him last night. He is absolutely the sweetest Cocker you could ever hope to know.
Welcome home Rosco!
"Can't we just take him back? I'm sure they miss him over at CSR!"
*intelligent Border collie eyes roll skyward* "I call him 'hammers' as in 'dumber than a bag of...'"
"We can't all be GT students. I'll settle for C plus."
Super intelligent Border collie + silly goober Cocker = seems oil and water do mix, afterall.
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