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This sweetheart
was rescued from an animal control facility on what would have
been her last day of life. She is such a loving and gentle
soul. She never gave up Hope looking for her "Forever Home"...
And now she has a warm and loving family to call her own. We
will never forget you Blu... |
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Mickey was rescued from the same Animal control as Blu just at a different time. One thing everyone should know... there is never a shortage of pets to be put down at any Animal Control. Mickey has the brightest smile and we could not help but fall in love with him. Now he has the perfect home and looks forward each day to see what mischief his buddies, Happy and Blu, can get into. |
| 2/21/2008 |
Well, it has now been 48 hours. Leaving your place was an adventure in itself. Blu decided she wanted to check the green space between the car and the train as it sped by. She slipped her collar and decided to walk over to the tracks and see what the big thing was running on the tracks. She had never seen a train before and you know how dogs are – nosey. Well, we got her back (which took talent because she has never been loose to run) and spent 10 minutes trying to figure out the correct configuration to put the three of us and the three dogs in the car. Well, we started down the road and the guys were jumping from front to back, circa Keystone Cops with growling over territory. Then we managed to make to the motomart on 159 to get a soda and chips. Judith kept begging for a half pint of something to drink but Lana and I refused she had to take it cold turkey. We all got back in the car only to have a Chinese fire drill at the bank because my sister couldn't handle all three of them. I limped around to the drivers seat (haven't driven in 2 years), Lana got in the front with me and Judith moved in the
back with all the guys. She had no place to sit because the dogs had taken over the set and the back of the van. Surprised the cops didn't show up and arrest us all for causing a riot. We managed to get Lana home and then it was Judith and I headed for St. Louis . Not much happened between Granite City and St. Louis , thank goodness.
We pulled up in front of the house with Blu and Happy going wild wanting to get in the house and good ole Mickey trying to figure out where he is now. Judith had to make 4 trips from the car to get us all in, took Happy and put him in the yard then Blu and then finally Mickey. We were waiting for the huge fight to begin but apparently they worked things out.
Judith let them in the house and gave each a piece of pizza; boy is he a pizza hound. We let them in an out a lot. Mickey and Happy are bonding. No growling, fighting or acting too crazy. Mickey has learned if he wants treats he has to sit down and behave.
After things settled down, we let Mickey roam the house seems to be doing pretty good with the cats some problem though we are working on those. We fell asleep and Mickey was still running loose but everything seemed fine. We called him but he didn't answer so we just thought he was sleeping. He was but he had made it to the second floor. He had no idea how to get down the steps (all 19 of them). Judith got him down let them go potty outside and she went up stairs. The guys were down stairs with me and I thought they were playing all night but they were also having a pissing contest in the dining room. When Judith came down stairs, in the morning she needed waders to get from one side of the dining room to the other. Apparently they were trying to figure out who was top dog. Knock on wood; we didn't have the problem this morning. Thank God
The guys played outside most of yesterday which wore them out however, they still ran through the house like a track team (we have what they call a Bowling Alley hall) up and down up and down.
Mickey loves food and apparently has been on the street for a while, when he wants food he wants it right now not later and will tell you about it and he is continually on the prowl for food. He has a deep baritone voice, no one will even think of coming to the house with his and Blu's bark. He is starting to figure the property lines and letting the world know it. He likes to sleep touching your feet and so far it okay.
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| 7/9/2007 |
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I haven't written in a while
because Ms Blu has worked in quite well. Her best pal, Petunia,
died last month from massive tumors, it was time because her
quality of life was gone. But Ms Blu still has her play toy
"Happy". The poor dog gets chased, jumped on, cleaned and any
thing else you can do to a play toy.
But the reason I am writing is
Blu's latest crazy stunt. It seems Blu has not grown out of the
chewing stage-oh when will she. Well, on with the story, the
cats also have an insane habit which I also could not cure. They
get on a table and knock things off to watch them fall. The
other night like clock work the cat jumped on my desk and tried
to find something she thought Blu would like to play with and
she found it. I wear dentures and use "Fixodent" to ensure they
don't move around. At 3 AM or so, I wake up to go to the
bathroom and Blu like usual follows me in to get her back rubbed
(our quality time together). I look at her mouth and it looks
like Happy has taken a chunk out of her lip (a little strange
since Blu is the aggressor) so I don't think much about it until
I get back into the bedroom and go to pet her and she is
drooling, not like usual clean self. I turn on the overhead
light only to discover she had eaten a whole tube of Fixodent. I
now know how to stop a pit bull attack - let them have a tub of
Fixodent. Blu's mouth was sealed shut, she couldn't open
it or anything. I'm yelling for Judith and she comes running
thinking something has happened to me. When she gets down here
she doesn't know if she should laugh or cry. It took us almost
an hour to get all the glue out her mouth but I don't really
think she will try that again.
Congrats on the amount of animals
you are getting adopted, when we ran a shelter, a hundred years
ago, we could get as many out the door as we brought in. Keep it
up, the world will be better for each and every one you are able
to adopt.
Have a good rest of the summer.
Judith and Helen
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| 5/17/2007 |
Jackie and Kim, it has now been
5 going on 6 months since we brought Blu home, can you imagine
she is now waiting for us to change the title on the house since
she really believes this is her house not ours. She keeps
dropping the title at our feet and runs for the front door to
tell us to take it to city hall and change the name on it. I
keep trying to explain to her she can't own property because she
is a dog. I have put it in plain words "dogs can't own property
especially since you won't go out and get a job to pay the bills
for your dog food; dog biscuits; ice cream, or pay the gas and
electric bills for the 36" TV you have claimed and heat/air
conditioning so you can set in the overstuffed chair in
comfort.". Her self-confidence is driving us crazy, (or keeping
us on our feet) as she can think of things faster than we can
therefore she is always one step ahead of us.
This past month, my sister wasn't able to keep one of her dogs,
apparently one of her neighbors didn't like him (Happy) being
outside and wanted to hurt him (actually pulled a gun on him).
So the humane worker in the both of us came out and we took
him. Blu now believes with all her heart we brought Happy home
for her own personal play toy. I have to admit it is much
easier in the evening; she is pretty worn out from running the
legs off of Happy. He is part Border collie and we think
Afghan, so he is much smaller and leaner than Blu. Blu has 35
or 40 pounds on him, and she is really not too rough but I could
enter both Happy and Blu in a Greyhound races as they are so
fast (our yard is 25 feet by 143 feet). Although Happy brought
a bad habit with him, he digs small
little holes, Blu was never a digger, now she has picked up the
habit. However, Blu only digs after Happy has stared the holes,
Blu will not get her toenails dirty in the mud, she waits for
the dry dirt. Then she makes the holes large enough the for the
house to slide into a sink hole.
Remember when I told you Blu was part "bully breed", well, we
figured out which one, a "Pit". She has Pit characteristics,
she is stubborn like when she plays tug of war, she will not let
go of the rope for anything so you wind up with your arm
stretching in the next county. Another Pit trait is the 'stare
down', just try to stare her down; it is really big challenge
trying to out stare her. But, we are not willing to allow her
to win this contest.
Since Happy has arrived, Blu has muscled up but I don't think
she has lost any of the 25 pounds she gained since she has been
here. Judith is still trying to find the extra job just to feed
our thundering herd. Neither Blu nor Happy (or the cats for
that matter) understand the concept of you must work to buy
food, it doesn't just fall off of trees or the 'fairies' bring
it for free.
This crazy recall thing is driving us crazy trying to make sure
we don't feed them something wrong. How are you guys doing on
it? Does the food companies at least help out the shelters?
Blu still plays ball for hours, her new game is to keep away
from Happy. I told you she believes Happy is her own personal
play toy. We have to be careful when we are giving out leg
bones, Blu does get really protective of them, hers, Happy's and
Petunia's, she doesn't care, they all are hers. So we are not
passing out many bones these days.
She is still ignoring us when we call, but working on this she
does come but when she wants to not when we want her to come to
us. It is just being Blu trying to show us she is the boss and
not us.All said and done, we wouldn't change her for the world
and I really believe it would take a ton of C3 explosives to get
her to move out.
Reading your newsletter we figure the shelter is doing fine, and
your turnover rate is excellent. Judith and I wish you nothing
but success with your undertaking. Helen and Judith
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| 4/1/2007 |
Kim and Jackie:
Hello from Blu’s home, and I do mean BLU’s HOME. It has just
been 3 month we have had her but I swear to God it seems like 3
years. She remains a “puppy”. Runs through the house like her
ass is on fire, it would be if we could catch her but needless
to say, she runs like a gazelle and two over the hill (on the
downward side) old girls can’t run as fast. She has gained
almost 25 pounds; Judith is going to have to get another job
just to feed her. Takes after us I guess. The vet says she is
part “bully breed” and can you tell it when she sets her mind to
it. She is not an outside dog, (not even 5 minutes) she does
her business and wants back in the house and she
will show you she means business by barking and chasing anything
that moves, i.e., birds, squirrels, leaves and a group of ants
changing holes. She has her own bed under my desk,but you
wouldn’t know it, she has managed to look at me with those sad
eyes and I let her come up in my hospital bed. Now she lays
there beside me or should I say on me, some part of her has to
be in my lap, foot, head, butt or her whole body she doesn’t
care but something must touch me at all times.
Blu will play ball for hours, of course we lose a lot of balls
as her jaws are equal to a shark. We give her the leg bones of
cattle to munch on; I would really hate to be any cow she
catches. Her tail has beaten me until I look like I am a zebra.
Any suggestions will be accepted, short of cutting her tail
off. She also is very hard headed. We call her and she
normally comes but there are times she pretends she doesn’t hear
us but you know she does.
We have had to set up a “time out” period for her because she is
like a little kid with ADD or is just plain hyper. Once you put
the leash on her and she figures she can’t run from one end of
the house to the other (bowling alley hall – 66 feet she can get
some real speed going) she drops like a rock and falls
immediately asleep. Blu has really fallen in love with Petunia,
our blind dog, she watches her outside and shows her where the
steps are so Petunia won’t go over the side of the steps. The
cats are her play toys, she chases them up and down the hall and
stairs trying to clean them, but I think they are really afraid
she will eat them because her mouth is big enough to swallow
them whole. All in all, Blu is a keeper and we lover her
dearly. We have told some of our friends about the shelter and
your organization, hope they have helped by adopting something.I
am not sure how I post anything to Blu’s web page. If you can
give me some hints I would appreciate it. Thanks for everything
including Blu.
Helen and Judith |
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| 1/30/2007 |
Dear Kim and
Jackie, It's Blu. It has been a month or so since I moved in
with these crazy ladies. I hope I have done everything I can to
be a keeper, but sometime I'm a little stupid you know I'll
chase the cats through the house. Mom (Judith) says it is the
number 1 NO NO to chase and catch the cats, I only chase them
but every once in a while I get really close to catching them
and boy does she get mad. Then I have to do TIME OUT I must sit
and not run and jump around like crazy. Tell the vet who
calculated my age as 2 or 3 needs to go back to aging classes if
I'm a year old I'm lucky I have so many young puppy mannerisms I
couldn't possibly be over 1 maybe l 1/2 on the outside. I'm
still chewing like crazy. If I make any spelling errors it is
because mypaws are too big for this laptop. I live in a big
house with a blind dog who I love, it is hard to get her to play
with me but I still love her. I really do like the cats but
they are so much fun to chase! But mom and Aunt Helen are afraid
I will hurt them because one of their dogs killed some of their
cats and they don't want that to happen again. Did you ever
find out anything about my background? I sure wish I had some
idea of where I came from maybe then mom and aunt Helen would
rest easier when I chase the cats. Oh, have to go aunt Helen
wants to say a few words. BLU
Jackie and Kim - Blu is a keeper, typical Dobe, sits on your
feet, leans on you to show she loves you, has tried to crawl in
bed with me but can't because I still have an open wound and I
don't need it disturbed. Hope you get more animals adopted and
continue the fight for gettingthem spayed. Will keep in touch.
Let us know how Hope is doing.
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