Saturday, April 19, 2014

Happy Easter 2014



Happy Easter everyone! Whether your plans are solemn or secular, bunny-rabbits or church, egg hunts or ham dinner, or all of the above, Wiley and Jenny took a few moments out of their very busy schedule of chasing each other, sleeping, eating, grooming themselves, and jostling for space on Hubs and my laps, just to get all Easter-y for you!  First we tried out the bunny glasses.



They didn't really sit right on Wiley's big nose but he was still a champ about it.


Believe me I tried with Jenny, but this was the closest I could get her to them without risking my hand being shredded to pieces.


After that I put the ears on Wiley, and he's had so many things put up there by now that he didn't even flinch.


Next I presented him with the Easter basket. 


 I really was hoping to get him to pick it up by the handle, but we just haven't mastered that yet.


I showed it to Jenny as well.


She was mostly interested in the green grass inside. I got paper instead of the plastic stuff. Not only is it better for the environment but I also figured she might get into it a bit, and I know that plastic grass can get stuck inside their digestive system and cause all kinds of problems, even fatalities. 


Wiley was, as usual, far more cooperative than Jenny, although I swear in the picture below his expression says "Mom, I'm begging you. Stop with the bunny pics."


In fact, there's a trend going around Instagram right now, it's called "If My Dog Was Human," or as it would be represented there, #ifmydogwashuman.  Now, the English teacher in me just needs to point out that it should be "If My Dog WERE Human." There, I feel better. Anyway, if Wiley were any human in the above picture, I think it would be Ralphie when he's dressed in his present from Aunt Clara.  Am I right?


I tried to hide some treats, both for Jenny and Wiley, inside the eggs. Jenny was more interested in rolling the egg, but Wiley began to catch on.


I can't believe he kept this in his mouth long enough for me to get a picture, but believe me he did wind up opening it and enjoying the treat inside.


Anyway, from our house to yours. . . 


Wiley and Jenny and Hubs and I just want to say . . . 


Happy Easter!  



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Monday, April 14, 2014

Kylie



Kylie's story is short and sweet but her life has been very eventful.



 Kylie was dropped off at a gas station along with her sister when she was just a puppy.  




Right after that, her mom Sammantha ran into a friend at the park, who told her about these puppies she had found. 


She was going to take them to the shelter, but once Sammantha saw Kylie she was smitten. 



The next day one of her best friends adopted Kylie's sister, Molly, who now lives in Colorado and about whom Sammantha gets updates.


Kylie wound up with a life all dogs must dream about. 



She has travelled all over the place, including Colorado, Arizona, New Mexico, and Washington DC.



 They have lived in Texas, Arkansas, and now Virginia for a bit. 



That's a lot of action for a dog who is not quite six years old. 


Sammantha has another furkid, Lizzie, whom we will share in greater detail on her own post. 




For now enjoy these beautiful pictures of Kylie, living her blessed and fun-packed life with Sammantha. 



Can you tell they love to hike?


Sammantha takes great pictures, and this one was a particular favorite.


Hard to imagine what Kylie's thinking about here. 


Probably how happy she is that she rescued Sammantha. ;-)




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Friday, April 11, 2014

Feel-Good Friday

I'm lucky enough in my line of work, teaching, to have students come to school wanting to share a funny video with me of a dog or cat or panda (I LOVE PANDAS) they may have seen online. And occasionally on test days I'll even play a few for them when they're all finished. These are some that we  shared this week. I shared one of my personal favorites, when Shorty the cat sees a balloon.  I cannot even keep track of how many times I watched this.  Click on the picture below.



One of my students then shared this adorable begging kitty with me.


I actually showed this video to Jenny and she was fascinated. She sat on my lap and we watched it probably six or seven times.

I shared the next video, of this ridiculous French Bulldog who doesn't want to go to bed, with my friend Katie, also known as Rosco and Owen's mom. 



For the record I bought Owen that shirt, and yes-it says "Chicks Dig Pianists." Owen has been a reluctant sleeper, so I told her maybe she should show him this video and have him sleep in a drawer. (I'M KIDDING ABOUT PUTTING HIM IN A DRAWER!)



And what has my boy been up to? No good, as usual. Here he is with a stolen box of cat food. Fortunately it was empty when he got his grubby paws on it.



Happy Friday everyone! 


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Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Heidi and Floyd



Ahh senior dogs. They're usually such enjoyable old souls, but the price we pay is to have to watch someone we love get old. That's never easy, and any true pet lover knows exactly what I'm talking about. In all my years I have never, ever understood how people can just drop their pets off a shelter because they get too old. It turns my stomach. It is absolutely unconscionable that someone could live with an animal as part of their family for years and then just dispose of it, and people who do that had better hope karma doesn't exist. 



Jennifer, however, is storing lots of good karma for the future in her house with her dogs Heidi and Floyd.  Heidi is 12 years old, and the Queen Bee. 



She was adopted from a shelter near Stockton, CA, and although age has brought Cushings Disease and Degenerative Disc Disorder, Heidi is very blessed that her mom works at a veterinarian's office, so she has access to top quality care, and plenty of time built in for naps with her tennis ball. 



Jennifer says Heidi keeps Floyd and the cats in line. 



 Floyd is 10 years old, and he came into a shelter with his sister. 



The shelter was able to actually find the owners, but when they came in they only wanted the sister and left Floyd at the shelter. 



That's so sad! But Jennifer says it was her gain, and that's how she got her big "Goober" as she likes to call him. 



Jennfier's house did just suffer a loss. One of her furbabies, Charlie, went over the Rainbow Bridge at age 11. God's peace to you and your family Jennifer. Charlie will be waiting for his whole family on the other side. 



I would imagine that Jennifer spends a considerable portion of time caring for animals in need, and in my opinion there are not enough Jennifers in this world. 



Thank you so much for all you do, both in your home and on the job, to make animals comfortable, happy, and loved.




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Friday, April 4, 2014

Feline Follow-Up Friday: Where are they now?

Two weeks ago I devoted a post to cats and poetry. To some it might seem strange but let's remember I'm an English teacher.  If you haven't yet read the post, I hope you'll check it out here. I explain how I got Jenny's name and share many of my favorite pictures of her. I also include the poem "The Old Gumbie Cat" by TS Eliot. 



 I have to admit, I was feeling quite erudite after writing that post, and I realize TS Eliot may be a bit much for some people. Today I'm changing pace with another excellent book of poetry. Check it out.




If you haven't read the book yet, you're missing out! Click on the picture and it will take you to Amazon so you can buy it. Jenny was quite interested.


The table of contents is pretty thorough.


After the first page I was already laughing.



We may not want to admit it, but there's a very good chance a number of our cats are thinking this precise thought. 

This one really hit close to home for those of us with more "regal" cats.


I hope it didn't give Jenny any ideas.


And finally, I really enjoyed the poem below.  Every night while I sleep Wiley winds himself around my head and shoulders, while Jenny settles in on my feet. Then about half an hour before the alarm goes off, Jenny starts trying to wake me, because she's hungry. Sometimes she bites my feet!  Then I yell "Ow!" and Wiley barks or steps on my face trying to get closer to her to see what she's doing. Needless to say I'm always tired!



I'd like to think Jenny is a poet at heart. Wiley doesn't seem like the type. If he were artistic I think it would be more like a stage actor or something. Handsome but needy. Talented but demanding. 




If you don't read the blog regularly or you're new to it, you might not know about what happened when I took Jenny and her kittens in, but this post explains how I came to terms with having to give those precious kittens away. It's also filled with kitten pictures so if you don't check it out you are really missing some "Awwwwws."  For some time now I've been wanting to follow up on these little guys. Here they are before:



Gorgeous right? I'm not sure how old they are here but probably about 3 months. 



Now check them out!  This is Finley.



He's growing up! He's long, just like Jenny. He's probably about 9 months old now.   And this is Smalls.



Smalls always was the first one at the food dish when he started eating solid food.  

As you can see, both boys are being very well cared-for at their not so new homes.  Maybe I'm okay at this fostering business. Now if only we could get Wiley on board with other dogs. Considering he was afraid of this Bassett Hound puppy the other day at the baseball game I'm not holding my breath.




Poor Wiley. What I wouldn't give to meet whoever had him first and messed up so badly.  I would have a very tough time stopping myself from stepping on their face for abusing him though, so I'll just be grateful that, like Jenny, God sent him our way and he's part of our family now. 



Thank you for your time today. I know it was a long post. I had to make up for lost time. If you have any cats you'd like to share for Feline Friday send me their pictures. Same goes for rescue dogs too! Email me at pabibliophile@gmail.com.


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