tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77955372964178200002024-03-14T03:59:36.422-04:00Domi the therapy dogDomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.comBlogger94125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-11093712836886727032010-04-06T09:21:00.006-04:002010-04-06T09:37:58.921-04:00A pleasant surprise<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmOBmKHV7hI/S7VdH3a9TII/AAAAAAAAINs/_gC0AkM60T0/s1600/0015.JPG"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CCATACK%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C02%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><link rel="Edit-Time-Data" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CCATACK%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C02%5Cclip_editdata.mso"><!--[if !mso]> <style> v\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} o\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} w\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} .shape {behavior:url(#default#VML);} </style> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} a:link, span.MsoHyperlink {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; text-underline:single;} a:visited, span.MsoHyperlinkFollowed {color:purple; text-decoration:underline; text-underline:single;} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmOBmKHV7hI/S7VdH3a9TII/AAAAAAAAINs/_gC0AkM60T0/s1600/0015.JPG"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><!--[if gte vml 1]><v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"> <v:stroke joinstyle="miter"> <v:formulas> <v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"> <v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"> <v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"> <v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"> <v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"> <v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"> <v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"> <v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"> <v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"> <v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"> <v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"> <v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"> </v:formulas> <v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"> <o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"> </v:shapetype><v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmOBmKHV7hI/S7VdH3a9TII/AAAAAAAAINs/_gC0AkM60T0/s1600/0015.JPG" style="'width:270pt;height:275.25pt'" button="t"> <v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\CATACK~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\02\clip_image001.jpg" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmOBmKHV7hI/S7VdH3a9TII/AAAAAAAAINs/_gC0AkM60T0/s1600/0015.JPG" croptop="6553f" cropbottom="8874f" cropleft="12779f" cropright="15898f"> </v:shape><![endif]--><!--[if !vml]--><span style="">
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<br />I hope everyone in the dog blog world is doing well. I had a pleasant surprise the other day when I was trying to catch up on some blogs I hadn't visited in a while. <a href="http://ladyzenasdiary.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-gabe-giveaway.html">The Musketeers</a> are having a little contest on their site and giving away a dog portrait to the lucky winner. When Domi won the Miss Beauty contest, one of the things we received was a painting of her. Domi had just died when we received it so it meant quite a bit to us. A photo of that painting is on the Musketeers site as example of what the winner will receive. If you haven't entered yet, make sure you do it. You'll be very pleased if you are the lucky winner. The artist did an amazing job of capturing Domi's expression.
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<br />~Domi's girlDomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-87089251105967428402009-12-03T08:10:00.002-05:002009-12-03T08:21:22.377-05:00Kane's blogSo the other day we were listening to Elvis Costello. The song Blame it on Cain came on. Stella's eyes got a devilish twinkle in them and she looked like she was thinking that blaming Kane was a very good idea for anything she might do that she shouldn't. While we didn't agree with Stella, Kane liked the song enough that he wanted to use it. He now has his own blog.<br /><br /><a href="http://blameitonkane.blogspot.com/">Blame it on Kane</a><br /><br />While he hasn't gotten much on it yet, please stop by and welcome him into the Dog with Blogs family. He did like the title Raising Kane as suggested in a couple of comments however he said that since he is a big seven year old, there isn't much raising left to be done with him. He also asked that no one laugh too much at his pictures. He is a long, lanky goofy dog and doesn't possess Domi's modeling skills. The camera flash also freaks him out.Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-84362212592064632952009-11-29T21:05:00.003-05:002009-11-29T21:25:51.332-05:00The right dog<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SxMpQj5tZ0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/tohvRWDcEDk/s1600/DSC00957.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SxMpQj5tZ0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/tohvRWDcEDk/s320/DSC00957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409712941894035266" border="0" /></a><br />Kane napping. We've sen him sleep like this a couple of times.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SxMpQNHpfOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/PBWvxDi-cz4/s1600/DSC00951.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SxMpQNHpfOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/PBWvxDi-cz4/s320/DSC00951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409712935778483426" border="0" /></a><br />Happy Boy!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Kane has fit into our home as if he has always lived here. When we arrived at the rescue, we could see him back in his kennel excitedly wagging his tale. The volunteer brought him out to us and he acted like we were old friends. It was like he was thinking "What took you so long to get here?" I filled out the paper work and then it was time to go. As soon as the car door was opened, he just hopped in and curled up. We had a 3 hour drive home and he slept the whole way. We weren't sure how Stella would react to him initially. She usually switches between being afraid of new dogs and wanting to be sure they know she is the boss and generally takes a couple of days to accept them. She immediately started sniffing and following Kane around as he explored the house and just seemed excited to have a new friend. Other than not wanting to share her rawhide (to which Kane has no interest in), they act like old buddies. We left them alone today while we did a couple of errands and they just napped the whole time. We were prepared to have to take some time for Kane to get adjusted and to get to know us but instead he has settled right in.<br /><br />Kane is the biggest lover and very laid back. He's happy to go along with anything. We took a short walk before the rain came. He was happy. We all just hung out inside this evening and were lazy. He was happy. He is also very, very quiet. He hasn't barked, whined, cried, yipped or anything. I even rang the doorbell to see if he would react. Not a peep. Stella rarely barks inside but she is very vocal otherwise. Always grunting and groaning. Domi had her own set of funny sounds too.<br /><br />We have asked Kane if he would like his own blog and he is considering it. He can't decide what to call it if he does so we will have to wait and see what he decides. Hopefully he will have an answer for us soon.<br /></div></div>Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-19381754644100902022009-11-28T17:15:00.003-05:002009-11-28T18:26:12.723-05:00He's home.....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SxGwEauaUSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ncaaEcztBoQ/s1600/Kane.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SxGwEauaUSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ncaaEcztBoQ/s320/Kane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409298217388626210" border="0" /></a><br />Pics to come soon.....here's one for now. He's too excited to be still.Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-22235196597130196392009-11-25T08:49:00.005-05:002009-11-25T14:56:43.434-05:00And the suspense goes on...Well, Kane is 3 hours away and my plan yesterday was to take off work early to go meet him and hopefully bring him home. Unfortunately life, as it is good at doing, got in the way and I wasn't able to get there. As I was laying in bed last night listening to the rain, I was thinking about Kane and feeling bad that my family was all nestled warm in our beds while he is outside. He's been at the shelter for a couple of weeks now and is probably starting to give up hope of his lady coming to take him back home. I can't imagine how that must feel, to have had the love of one person since a pup and a warm home and then to be somewhere new, living outside with just a doghouse for shelter. Especially for a Border Collie who are happiest when they have that one person to focus on and please.<br /><br />The shelter will be closed on Thursday and Friday so I'm hoping that I will be able to make it there on Saturday. I have such a strong feeling about Kane, much like I did about Domi. I just think that he is the right dog for us and that we are the right people for him.<br /><br />***********I do just want to add one bit before anyone starts thinking too awful of Kane's past owner. The shelter told me that that she was older woman and unable to keep him (I'm not sure if it was a health issue or not). She tried for a few weeks to find him a new home herself before the people where he is at now took him in. She was very worried about him going to a city shelter. He is in a no kill facility now and while they keep the dogs outside, they do have shelter and are in a place that cares about them. They are completely vaccinated and on heart worm prevention unlike the shelter that had Shy Girl.********************Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-83795558552074636722009-11-23T14:35:00.002-05:002009-11-23T14:38:06.443-05:00Holding our breath......<div style="text-align: center;">Could he be the<a href="http://www.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=15090839"> one</a>?<br /><br /> <img src="http://photocache.petfinder.com/fotos/KY27/KY27.15090839-2-pn.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />I'll find out tomorrow.<br /></div>Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-24963057637284146352009-11-18T19:20:00.006-05:002009-11-18T19:43:31.986-05:00A gift....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SwSQOEXYwTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/gBBQc886Zl0/s1600/DSC00901.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SwSQOEXYwTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/gBBQc886Zl0/s320/DSC00901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405604024115839282" border="0" /></a><br />Today, among the bills and the junk mail was the most precious thing I think I've ever received in my mailbox. An envelope addressed to Domi, all the way from Singapore.....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SwSQxDMRLSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/GVTDi-v-jwg/s1600/DSC00905.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SwSQxDMRLSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/GVTDi-v-jwg/s320/DSC00905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405604625096191266" border="0" /></a><br />.............from the Musketeers!!!! I had forgotten about her prize for being Miss Beauty in their contest. What was inside brought tears to my eyes and could not have been a more perfect prize.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SwSR5f8B5XI/AAAAAAAAAJs/qwlUsx7O7QE/s1600/DSC00906.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SwSR5f8B5XI/AAAAAAAAAJs/qwlUsx7O7QE/s320/DSC00906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405605869763290482" border="0" /></a><br />I had known that a collar was one of the things she had won since they had asked me about the size and pattern I would like. The painting was a complete surprise and so wonderful. The artist captured Domi's expression and eyes so perfect. Everytime I look at it, the tears just start flowing and I feel like Domi is with me again.<br /><br />Stella loves the treats. I tried to get a photo of her enjoying them but since she is such a wiggler, they were all a blur. This is my favorite one. I finally got her mostly to be still, but if you look at her tail, you'll see that she couldn't quite do it.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SwSTwLdtq_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dD1ofHaDYrQ/s1600/DSC00930.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SwSTwLdtq_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dD1ofHaDYrQ/s320/DSC00930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405607908671859698" border="0" /></a><br />Thank you Musketeers!!!!! Words can never express how much this meant to me today.Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-67122619385776671322009-11-13T22:28:00.002-05:002009-11-13T22:31:30.997-05:00Help SnickersI just discovered a poor pup who needs the love and positive thoughts that Domi received so many. I don't know if there is too many who still check in on Domi's blog but just in case I know she would want me to help spread the word. The following was taken directly from Miss Snickers blog.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIvr01STwnM/Sv2cnLMuSsI/AAAAAAAACYw/-JMBd-NSFMA/s1600-h/WorldWide+Moment+for+Snickers.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZIvr01STwnM/Sv2cnLMuSsI/AAAAAAAACYw/-JMBd-NSFMA/s400/WorldWide+Moment+for+Snickers.gif" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;"><br /></span></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">As you may know<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;"><a href="http://butchyandsnickers.blogspot.com/">Miss Snickers</a><a href="http://butchyandsnickers.blogspot.com/"> </a>is struggling<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Mightily<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Along with her family.<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">(The best place to keep up with updates<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">is her <a href="http://gowithgus.blogspot.com/">Gussie’s blog.</a>)<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Last night looked as if it might have been her last.<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">This morning she rebounded with improved symptoms.<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">She is far from out of the woods<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">But she and her family<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Including her gentle and loving brother Butchy<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Have been granted another day.<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">We can’t help but believe<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">that part of the improvement is because of<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">The support and love that have surrounded her<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">From all around the world<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Thanks to the linked paws<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Of her blogging friends.<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">The Power of the Paw</span></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">We are asking everyone to set your alarms<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">And at exactly 11:00 PM GMT on Saturday 14 Nov 09</span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">(<a href="http://www.worldtimeserver.com/convert_time_in_UTC.aspx?y=2009&mo=11&d=14&h=23&mn=0">Go to this link to find what time that is for you</a>)<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">5:00 PM Saturday evening in Iowa</span></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">as Snickers' family sits down to eat</span></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Turn toward them (in the central USA)<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">And join together in a silent minute<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Of prayer, meditation, contemplation, reflection<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Whatever feels right to you.<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Followed by whatever means of communication<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">You choose.<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Arrooing</span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Barking</span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Howling</span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Yipping</span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Yapping</span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Wooing</span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Meowing</span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Mewing</span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Purring</span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;"><br /></span></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">To wish and send <a href="http://butchyandsnickers.blogspot.com/">Miss Snickers and her family</a><o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">whatever is in your hearts<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">That will help them feel the Love and Support</span></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">They need right now.</span></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;"><br /></span></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Personally, we’ll be praying for a Miracle.<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;"> Then<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;"><br /></span></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">Blow a Kiss<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">and send your Love and Prayers and Best Wishes<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">to <a href="http://butchyandsnickers.blogspot.com/">Miss Snickers and her Family</a><o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">and they will feel their arrival<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13pt;">in the breeze.<o:p></o:p></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;"><br /></span></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">OK?</span></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">We believe it will help.</span></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">And we'll do anything in our power right now</span></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">To help.</span></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;"><br /></span></span><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">Love,</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">Jake, Fergi, MomaSally and NinaGirl</span></span>Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-10280406405359907162009-11-03T19:03:00.005-05:002009-11-04T08:29:07.236-05:00Not this time....I'm back home but without the dog. Shy Girl was as sweet as could be and I could have easily brought her home but......there were some issues. The shelter that had her does not do any vaccinating, testing, spaying or use preventatives (heartworm, flea, etc). It was so tempting to bring her home and I almost did but I started thinking what I could be getting myself into. For all I know I could end up with a pregnant, heartworm positive dog with worms that needed a fortune in medical care. If we weren't still paying off Domi's medical bills and I didn't have Stella who I refuse to take the risk of infecting with anything, I might have gone for it just to get her out of there and know that she would be in a good home.<br /><br />We are still thinking about Kiedis and Kitty (if only we could agree on one) and I will keep looking around. There isn't a rush for us.Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-1728913119457238362009-11-03T13:32:00.002-05:002009-11-03T13:41:11.572-05:00Oh dear.....As if I weren't having a hard enough time thinking about Kiedis and Kitty (Bridget has been adopted), I would have to find this <a href="http://www.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=14970522">dog</a>. The day I walked into the shelter and saw Domi for the first time, this is what what she looked like. So sad.....and the fact that this dog looks so much like Domi.......my heart is telling me to go there right now. All my coworkers are telling me to go too.<br /><br />I guess from the advice I've already gotten about following my heart.....you all would agree.Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-20147227634724411492009-11-02T09:51:00.002-05:002009-11-02T10:36:38.208-05:00Tough decisionOn Saturday we went to a shelter in our state that had received some of the Border Collies that were removed in the Tennessee puppy mill raid. If you haven't heard about that, you can read about it <a href="http://www.wsmv.com/news/21113965/detail.html">here</a>. I've seen several photos of the dogs and the condition they were in. Absolutely horrible.<br /><br />They have 4 Border Collies left of the ones received and our hearts were breaking looking at them. We stayed there for a while and visited with 3 of them. We went with the intention of possibly adopting one but realized this called for a big discussion and lots of thinking. None of these dogs have had any training or socializing. <a href="http://www.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=14917464">Kitty</a>, the one that pulls my heart the most seems to be afraid to leave the her kennel. She stays in the back corner, curled up in a tight little ball with as much of her body as she can fit under her bed. I've never seen a dog so shut down. <a href="http://www.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=14917490">Kiedis</a>, the one that Domi's Boy can't get out of his head, is a bigger than average boy. We are wondering if he also has some lab. He isn't quite as withdrawn as Kitty but he also seems to not know how to enjoy being a dog. He at least appreciates affection and I think wants to be able to love. The third one is <a href="http://www.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=14866950">Bridget</a>. She is the most "normal" of them and fortunately is in a foster home. She is very affectionate and can't get enough attention. She also is very interested in everything around her. Her only problems is that she has had no training and will need a home that can make sure to focus her high-energy in a positive direction. The fourth dog is <a href="http://www.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=14917460">Fly</a>. While a sweet and cute boy, we eliminated him from the list because his problems seem more than what we can take on and we don't think he would be good for Stella.<br /><br />While we hate saying no to bringing any of these dogs into our lives and home, we really need to think about what bringing one in will mean, for both us and the dog. We both work full time so do we really have the time available that it will take to properly train and socialize one of these dogs? And what about Stella? While I know she is lonely during the day, is this the right "friend" for her? Expenses are another factor. The dogs have all been vaccinated and fixed by the shelter but they've been malnourished for a long time (resulting in some teeth needing removed). Will this cause any future health problems? Neither of us are sure if we can emotionally or financially take care of another long term illness after our battle with Domi's cancer. The shelter is a 3 hour drive from us so we aren't able to spend time getting to know these dogs as much as we like. I'm considering driving up later this week to meet them again and go from there.<br /><br />If anyone has had experience rescuing a dog that has come from a similar environment, I would love to hear to hear about it. The good and bad.<br /><br />~Domi's GirlDomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-66016072493925982922009-10-11T11:12:00.004-04:002009-10-11T11:20:25.489-04:00A year ago...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/StH1-7hfjnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/AU0JYLPnAzc/s1600-h/domi+ipmala.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/StH1-7hfjnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/AU0JYLPnAzc/s320/domi+ipmala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391360690418060914" border="0" /></a><a href="http://domitherapydog.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-dogs-2-girls-and-62-impala.html"><br />Last year</a> around this time we all headed to the pumpkin patch. Domi really enjoyed the ride while the other dogs couldn't wait to get out of the car. We'll be heading back to get some pumpkins soon and when I think back to this day last year, I can't help but smile. We'll be sure to make an adventure out of it in remembrance of a silly Border Collie who made every trip something special.Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-41461446797909550032009-09-28T19:27:00.005-04:002009-09-29T19:36:45.094-04:00Thank you....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SsKT9Ld4D3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/yAksTzMPJVM/s1600-h/good+bye+Domi.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SsKT9Ld4D3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/yAksTzMPJVM/s320/good+bye+Domi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387030783547936626" border="0" /></a><br /><br />As we suspected Domi did not make it into the night. She passed away shortly after her last post. Although she was struggling to breathe, we don't believe she was in any pain. It was not until recently that the cancer really seem to start bothering her. On our last car ride home, she was not able to stand up and "herd" the passing cars like she enjoyed but she still continued to watch them, eyes sparkling and ears busy. The cancer may have worn out her body but the Border Collie spirit continued to shine.<br /><br />Looking back, it's hard to believe that she was the same sad, untrusting dog with the tucked up tail that I brought home from the shelter almost 3 years ago. It must have been very hard for her to go from a family of nearly ten years to spending 2 months in the shelter. It took a little time but the true Domi did come out. She was a very beautiful girl who seemed to touch every person she met. Tough guys melted under those eyes, kids who were afraid of dogs felt safe enough to pet her and all felt like they had a special connection with Domi. I don't know how many times I had people offer to take her should we no longer be able to keep her, even with the cancer.<br /><br />Thank you to everyone who has come by her blog and left such comforting comments. Thank you especially to <a href="http://raisingaddie.blogspot.com/2009/09/domi-therapy-dog-you-will-always-be-in.html">Raising Addie</a>, <a href="http://lovingforaliving.blogspot.com/2009/09/world-has-lost-domi-therapy-dog-my.html">Scout & Freyja</a> and <a href="http://tabathaslife.blogspot.com/2009/09/goodbye-to-fellow-working-dog.html">Tabatha and Echo</a> for their very touching tributes. The Dog (and kitty) Blogging community is a very wonderful group and we are very proud to have been part of it. I hope to continue to discover great blogs and to continue to read about all the wonderful pets and their special owners.<br /><br />I'm off to cuddle with Stella who is having the hardest time of all, trying to figure out where her much adored Domi is and why we haven't brought her home yet. Poor Stella hates to be alone and had a very long day.<br /><br />Thank you all again for your warm thoughts,<br />Domi's girl<br /><br />PS<br />I added one of the last photos of Domi I took of her, just a couple of days before she went to stay at my parents.Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-1605935873421696262009-09-26T22:10:00.003-04:002009-09-26T22:35:35.442-04:00Hello pups, kitties and peoples.<br /><br />I'm not feeling well and I think this will be my finally post as I doubt I will make it through the night. We thought we had worked out a good dosage of the steroid and I had been feeling good lately. I had been looking forward to my visit with my girls parents as they always have lots of good food and take me on plenty of car rides. Unfortunately, after a couple of days there I just really started to not feel so well. I lost all my energy and was just having trouble getting around and breathing. My girl's mom increased the dosage on the steroid but my face just continued to swell. I'm home now with my boy and girl and it's a good place to be. They are resting beside me and trying to keep me as comfortable as they can.<br /><br />Before I go, I just want to remind all you pups and kitties to always have plenty of love for your humans even if they might be grumpy. Sometimes they get caught up in all sorts of things and take us for granted. That doesn't mean they don't love and need us. Also you humans, remember why you have us around. If you are feeling stressed out, pet us. It's been proven to lower your blood pressure. Also keep lots of treats handy. And for everyone, enjoy life. Always take time for walks, frisbee and CAR RIDES.<br /><br />And one last thing for you humans. If you are considering adding another dog to your home, think about giving one of older dogs a chance. We don't chew up your shoes, pee inside (well, not unless we really can't help it) or need lots of training. Plus you will have a very loyal friend for the rest of our lives.<br /><br />Good bye everyone. It's been really wonderful to get to know all of you.<br /><br />Domi the Therapy Dog<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3345/3445245875_b4bf3c1838.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3345/3445245875_b4bf3c1838.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3538/3531575413_bb90f4f9b3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3538/3531575413_bb90f4f9b3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2622/3771108134_b1a7063783.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2622/3771108134_b1a7063783.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2669/3771089208_3f07340c0c.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2669/3771089208_3f07340c0c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com91tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-20622071831494629332009-09-17T08:28:00.002-04:002009-09-18T16:24:32.428-04:00VacationHey, I'm visiting my girls parents for the rest of this week and all of next while my girl and boy are on vacation so I won't be posting anything for a few days.Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-16630648057334261882009-09-14T08:23:00.002-04:002009-09-14T08:27:42.536-04:00Visitors<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2573/3910260289_2d0fdb929b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2573/3910260289_2d0fdb929b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We had visitors this weekend. This mama deer and her two babies really like acorns so they have been hanging around our yard where there are two giant Pin Oak trees. They are so quiet that Stella and I keep missing them when they come. My girl stood on the terrace taking pictures and silly me was taking a nap at her feet completely oblivious. I guess I just assumed she was taking pictures of me instead.Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-10784233865638815982009-09-09T06:00:00.001-04:002009-09-09T06:00:05.299-04:00Wordless Wednesday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SqcDw0rzbnI/AAAAAAAAAI0/KZ1cP3IHlbQ/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SqcDw0rzbnI/AAAAAAAAAI0/KZ1cP3IHlbQ/s400/DSC00056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379272417228320370" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/Sqb-ivomWmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CdKbl3eVTV4/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"><br /></a>Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-36681499771347719412009-09-08T09:59:00.002-04:002009-09-08T10:10:56.926-04:00Winner!Is it silly that I feel bad about winner the <a href="http://musketeers-mrdogmissbeauty.blogspot.com/">Miss Beauty</a> contest against so many other wonderful dogs? I wish there was a way that all the wonderful pups who entered could win a prize or that I could share mine with them. All of us pups whether we compete, volunteer or just know how to make people smile are lucky because we all have our humans that love us as we love them.<br /><br />Hope everyone had a very relaxing and fun Labor Day weekend.Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-10022674106868821392009-09-02T10:20:00.005-04:002009-09-03T08:42:46.017-04:00Have you voted yet?<img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xmOBmKHV7hI/Spfh40pFwsI/AAAAAAAAHTo/iZW4fp_Xzww/s1600/Domi.jpg" alt="[Domi.jpg]" border="0" /><br /><br />Has everyone been over to the <a href="http://musketeers-mrdogmissbeauty.blogspot.com/">Four Musketeers contest</a> and voted for your favorite Mr. Dog and Miss Beauty yet? Some of those boy dogs are quite handsome. I don't know who I like best. And Honey, the Great Dane!!! Isn't she beautiful? I wouldn't be at all upset if she wins. After all, she is a therapy dog too. If you haven't checked out the site yet, please make sure you do. The voting ends in just 2 days. Thanks to everyone who has picked me as your favorite.<br /><br />One other thing. I've been having trouble leaving comments again on some of your blogs. So remember that just because you don't hear from me, it doesn't mean I haven't been visiting.Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-86906611875847519982009-08-28T13:14:00.005-04:002009-08-28T23:40:20.414-04:00So mad!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2583/3860241435_85ea8a32c3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2583/3860241435_85ea8a32c3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2574/3860259199_45f1b0c0a3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2574/3860259199_45f1b0c0a3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2159/3860280169_7c887764c4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2159/3860280169_7c887764c4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3510/3860293447_864d36e2c5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3510/3860293447_864d36e2c5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Do you notice what is missing in every single one of these photos? ME!!!!! ME!!!!!!!ME!!!!!!!! I am always trying to catch one of things when they come over my house. It looks like it could be better than a CAR RIDE. My girl gave her dad a gift certificate for a ride on one (instead of me!) and he used it the other day. I was left at home with Stupid Stella and missed out on all the fun. They watched it go up, chased it in the car with the top down all over the place and then watched it come back down. I may never forgive my girl for this.<br /><br />All that pee they've been having to clean up in the house........maybe it's not really from the steroids. Hmmph.<br /><br />P.S.<br />I entered the <a href="http://ladyzenasdiary.blogspot.com/">Four Musketeers</a> Mr. Dog and Miss Beauty contest. Please vote for me.<br /><a href="http://musketeers-mrdogmissbeauty.blogspot.com/">http://musketeers-mrdogmissbeauty.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />P.P.S.<br />OH NO!!! I just noticed that they put me under the Mr. Dog part. I'm not a boy! I'm a sweet pretty girl dog. I was born without any of that stuff hanging down between my back legs! Hope they fix it.<br /><br />P.P.S.<br />I should just do a new post on this! Anyway, it's fixed. I'm a girl again but the votes have been reset. If you've already voted before the change, please vote again. If you've been waiting, you can vote now. Thanks everyone!Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-28172473213276618672009-08-24T13:23:00.002-04:002009-08-24T13:34:51.286-04:00Not so magic after all.....I'm having a little problem with my Magic Steroid Pill. It makes me have to go potty. ALL THE TIME!! Sometimes before I have the chance to tell anyone so I've had quite a few accidents in the house lately. It's really embarrassing. Especially at my age when I know better. I just can't help it. All of a sudden it just hits me and I have to go RIGHT NOW. Last night I was laying on the bathroom floor because I like the cool tile (and the great acoustics it gives my snoring) when I just had to go. My boy and girl were asleep so I didn't have anyone to open the door to let me outside. Later that night my boy had to get up to go to the bathroom and he stepped in the pee. He was not happy with me. Since they were worried I might have another accident on the carpet, I had to sleep in the kitchen all night. Sigh....<br /><br />I haven't had the pills in a couple of days so we can see if I stop having accidents. Unfortunately my face is starting to get puffy again now. I guess that's better than having my boy and girl getting grumpy because I leave messes for them to clean up.<br /><br />On a much brighter note, we had a party Saturday. It's one of the reasons why my girl has been really busy lately and unable to take pictures of me. Anyway, I'm not sure why all these people were at our house but I did my best to be the perfect hostess. I made sure that almost everyone got a chance to pet me and give me a bite of their appetizers. I think the party was success but it sure was exhausting.Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-29724562187049636672009-08-17T09:21:00.004-04:002009-08-17T20:49:54.459-04:00The InvasionSaturday started off well enough. My girl and I got up with the sun rise to get some yard work done before it got really hot. I had a good time supervising her while she shoveled mulch into the wheelbarrow and spread it around the yard. We had to make several trips and were quite exhausted by the time we finished. I was all set to settle in and relax the rest of the day when these two little things called "The Nephews" descended upon our house.<br /><br />I wasn't too concerned at first since all the kids I encounter at the library behave well and just like to hang out and pet me. The littlest one did this at first. Then he and Stella decided it would be great fun to play tag. I was prepared to lay in my favorite spot and ignore them but it became really difficult when they kept running and jumping over me. I finally couldn't take it anymore and gave them a little warning snap. Hmmph, that got me locked in the bedroom for the rest of the evening. Fine by me. It was quiet in there. At least until they decided that Stella should join me. She was pretty worn out from all that running so it wasn't too bad.<br /><br />Good news. I don't really know what these steroid pills are that they have been giving me but they seem to be working. My face was hardly puffy all weekend. I even felt like exploring out in the yard, something I hardly do anymore. And the best part is that everytime I get one, I get a peanut butter flavored treat. I love peanut butter. So, so very tasty.<br /><br /><br />This is Stella and I after the monsters, uh, I mean nephews left. We are worn out pups. It's a rare thing to be able to get a photo of Stella that isn't blurred.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/Son2chNMJFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/fvjBIwnx1Ok/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/Son2chNMJFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/fvjBIwnx1Ok/s320/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371095000426488914" border="0" /></a>Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-68385397966022183952009-08-15T09:17:00.002-04:002009-08-15T09:21:01.211-04:00Hey everyone! I don't have much time since it's a busy morning at our house but I wanted to let you know that the Oncologist gave me some steroids to try. Hopefully they'll keep the puffiness out of my face. He was willing to start me on some more chemo treatments or even radiation but we decided that just isn't what we want to do. We just wanted something that might help my lymph nodes to drain and to let me breathe a little easier.<br /><br />Hope everyone has a great Saturday!Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-69943379308599552552009-08-13T11:10:00.007-04:002009-08-13T16:06:38.368-04:00To my boy....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SoRyGBK9LKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ycKSA9GHXhM/s1600-h/guinnie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SoRyGBK9LKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ycKSA9GHXhM/s320/guinnie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369542103451643042" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />1994-2007 GuinnessDomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7795537296417820000.post-3633865577515655732009-08-12T13:50:00.004-04:002009-08-12T14:08:25.873-04:00To the vet, again....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SoMDHwcqWdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ozzZKxPkH3c/s1600-h/domi+fat+head.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3UsX7eUpX6w/SoMDHwcqWdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ozzZKxPkH3c/s320/domi+fat+head.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369138612554848722" border="0" /></a>Do you see my fat face?<br /><br />My boy talked to someone at the oncologist office yesterday because my puffy face has been so much worse lately. It was going back to normal whenever I would get excited and pant a lot (like during CAR RIDES) but the past week I've stayed a fat head. It's really been affecting my breathing and making me feel run down. So back again to the vet. Hope he can make me feel better. I've been really clumsy too. My boy said maybe it's lack of oxygen to my head. I fell down the stairs yesterday. Fortunately I mostly slid on my bottom so I wasn't hurt and then I tripped getting out of the car too. I guess the car wanted us to keep going on more CAR RIDES!<br /><br />Cross your paws that they can make me a pretty Border Collie again instead of fat faced Chipmunk.Domihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17156782063188958845noreply@blogger.com8