.. I feel myself slipping away.. my energy level is down.. I don't feel much like eating.. now bassets never don't want to eat.. its really scaring her.. but I can't help it.. I have done my best for her.. been there when no one else was.. I don't know what will happen now.. Hoover certainly cannot fill my shoes that nutbar.. Its awful growing old .. I love her and hate that I'm going to leave her .. she has a very hard time being left behind since her Mom died.. that was a nightmare.. I spent allot of time consoling her .. Her Dad is turning 100 in July .. not sure how long he will last but I hope for a long time..
.. As you all know I'm going to be 16 this year.. its catching up with me and I see the sadness in her eyes.. I try hard not to let her see me in pain so I sleep allot.. I however cannot hide the fact that this old bladder leaks and it embarrasses me to no end.. I'm sure I hear the youngins snickering at me.. but their time will come too.. I hear her say the other day how she understands the rescue called " House Of Puddles " for senior bassets.. Sometimes I cannot get to the door fast enough.. she has me on pain meds but you know they help a bit but I'm sure they do other things to my body.. She gave me a bath yesterday .. she used to struggle picking me up I was 83 pounds.. now I'm about 70.. I'm not sure what thats about but I know she fears this reality.. I do know she tries to put all this out of her mind.. but its not easy .. she loves me to pieces.. You know she used to sing a song to me called " Somewhere " by Streisand somebody.. and tell me about the hobby farm we would have and the long walks life would be stress free.. we could just hang out.. I could put my head on her lap and catch my zzzz's I love that ya know.. It seems so long since I heard her sing to me.. I think she has lost hope of that happening as she seems to constantly be struggling .. this dam place we live in now has hit her again with fines.. for rescuing dogs.. $1200.00 imagine.. I don't know what she will do this time.. I fear we'll end up in jail or something.. Oh all this talk is tiring me out.. I'm going for a nap.. Will write again God willing..
Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels. I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her. I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she wouldn't be afraid.
As she stopped at my kennel I blocked her view from a little accident I had in the back of my cage. I didn't want her to know that I hadn't been walked today. Sometimes the shelter keepers get too busy and I didn't want her to think poorly of them.
As she read my kennel card I hoped that she wouldn't feel sad about my past. I only have the future to look forward to and want to make a difference in someone's life.
She got down on her knees and made little kissy sounds at me. I shoved my shoulder and side of my head up against the bars to comfort her. Gentle fingertips caressed my neck; she was desperate for companionship.
A tear fell down her cheek and I raised my paw to assure her that all would be well. Soon my kennel door opened and her smile was so bright that I instantly jumped into her arms. I would promise to keep her safe. I would promise to always be by her side. I would promise to do everything I could to see that radiant smile and sparkle in her eyes. I was so fortunate that she came down my corridor. So many more are out there who haven't walked the corridors. So many more to be saved. At least I could save one.
I rescued a human today.
http://rescuemedog.org/dog-blog/i-rescue *Written by Janine Allen CPDT, Rescue Me Dog's professional dog trainer. Janine's passion is working with people and their dogs. She provides demonstrations for those who have adopted shelter dogs, lends email support to adopted dog owners that need information beyond our Training Support Pages, and aids shelter staff and volunteers in understanding dog behavior to increase their adoptability. Copyright 2008 Rescue Me Dog; www. rescuemedog. org
... I'm telling you I am so tired of hearing about this parade.. Sheech she's got green hats.. green twinkling thingees.. bow ties.. silly stuff.. I don't think Hoovy.. Micky or Harley know what there are gonna look like.. I'm glad I'm stayin home.. I'll watch on TV..
She got some sad news about two of her members dogs.. one Noel has been diagnosed with lymphoma the other Fernando had a lump removed that was cancer.. She got a rescue one time that came all the way from Calgary.. two weeks after being here he stopped eating.. a vet check diagnosed him with lymph cancer.. he died that day.. his ashes are still here on the bookcase. this was hard on her but she knew she had to do what she could for the others in her care..
Its not easy I guess dealing with us and these layabouts that keep coming.. we keep the window curtain closed with those snooping municipal workers looking for any reason to fine her.
On a lighter note its spring time and its in the air.. Hoovy and Micky have been having a great time outside sunbathing.. they both had baths two days ago and here they are lying in the dirt.. She shook her head .. they could have just as easily crashed on the deck.. but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ..
.. You know I've been thinkin it over and I cannot live in the past so I'm gonna start writing recent stuff.. I feel by the time I catch up from 2008-09 I may be senile.. So lets catch up to 2010..
Life here has given me more grey than you can imagine.. there has been a slew or freeloaders here that seem to arrive almost each time she goes out.. I'd like to tie her up sometimes.. Its annoying you know I'm 15 and I deserve some peace and quiet.. but NO.. we have had barkers here.. pups here.. gals in heat driving us nuts.. Hoover and Micky never tire though it seems of these characters that keep showing up.. We even had an old doll called Lena show up.. she is as white as I am.. but supposed to be seven.. Ya right.. Another surprise were two black bassets.. I knew this I had to see.. yup they were black.. but also mixed with weimaraner.. It wasn't enough I had to put up with these freeloadin bassets.. now I see these weirdos showing up.. This big bugger she said was my relative she was called a bloodhound.. looked like a real tall basset to me.. I'm not impressed with her.. Geezzzz they don't even smell like us..
Oh ya now she's all hyped up about this Shamrock Waddle next sunday.. Of course I'm not interested in walking 2.5 miles.. I need a wagon.. but thats not going to happen so just Hoovy and Micky are going.. Piper and me are staying home.. which I might add suits me fine.. I could use a break.. Especially since we are 8 here these days way too many.. I went out for a poop and oh my goodness.. she hadn't scooped in a couple of days.. I don't envy her that job.. So I just trotted on my way.. dropped my load and headed back.. I mean really I wasn't going to spend any time out there in the poop field haha.. Then I came in and she had handed out marrow bones to everyone.. I spoke up asking for mine.. she turned and gently gave me one.. my old teeth are not what they used to be so I sat on the floor munchin away.. I cleaned every bit of marrow out of that bone.. then I let the youngins have the remnants.. I headed for my couch got up and took a nap.. but inevitably someone walked down the street and all hell broke loose.. Hoover and Micky went into howl mode.. the rest were running around barkin their heads off.. I wish I knew how to work that squirt gun.. I'd let them have it I tell you what.. After that fiasco I put my head down once again.. then that crazed Hoover came over sniffin my ear to see if I was awake.. I told him to take off.. nope he thought the game was afoot.. after 5 minutes of ruffin I had the bird.. put my head back down and played dead.. out smartin that fool.. She just sat there gigglin at me and Hoovy.. then called him over and he got up with her and snuggled.. I finally got to nap..
Its been a quiet night thank goodness I'm going to turn in early if I can.. Till next time..
Well life here is nothing short of interesting.. Fred has really impressed Micky.. they play like crazy I think Hoovy's nose is out of joint.. I saw him chase Fast Fred yesterday outside.. they all run like a dog napper is after them at times.. and I kinda worry about Micky.. they are both bigger than her and its icy out there lots of frozen holes from foot prints.. its amazing actually such sure footed.. then they come in and collapse real tired like.. Meal time is good too.. he Fast Fred has fit in fine.. not trying to mooch our food.. he eats his and goes to the living room or door to go out.. I tell ya he needs to go almost immediately after eating.. no slow leak there.. I wait an hour sometimes before I have to go.. its better then I have my dignity because I get to go do my thing alone.. Yup not so bad being old.
Today she left us to go see about a scanner that some Dr. was donating.. then to see some guy about the Charity paperwork.. I don't think there is any turning back.. We got a foster home for Molly.. so she's not coming here.. She'll be bunking in with Angus.. Lucien & Luke.. over in Saint Lazare.. lucky girl.. Well not so lucky.. but at least away from her abuser.. We also got an email that made her nuts this morning.. it said that a basset was in a south shore "kill pen" she shook her head.. and asked if that rescue was going to get him/her they seemed unsure of the sex.. it was a mole that emailed them.. She was checking her email hoping for news.. but nothing as of now.. Imagine.. me or Hoovy in a "kill pen" Yikes.. makes me sick to think of it.. I need a drink..
Well yesterday was eventful.. She went out for about half hour and that Fast Fred decided he wanted to play with the recycling box.. he tipped it over and ran like a madman all over with the cans.. then the paper towel roll they were all trying to pull it in different directions.. So it ended up a big mess.. then he decided to go get the toilet plunger.. WELLLLLL that was another game.. I think he clouted Hoovy and Micky a couple of times with it till they retaliated .. then it was an all out Basset 300.. with toilet plunger.. toilet brush and paper towel roll.. all in stride.. I shook my head.. how little things amuse these silly youngins.. So anyways she got home to the mess in the place.. They all greeted her with kisses.. I'm not a kissyface dog.. I just howled at her to LOOK at the mess they made.. She said.. " I hear ya Percy.. Ya I see what they did.. but remember boy.. they are all puppies "..
Today no mess while she went to get our van.. mind you it was very early and I went back to sleep.. but I think if they had terrorized I'd have heard.. So its all good today.. Thank Goodness.. Now I just have to worry about Saturday.. she's leaving us to do the Pet Fair/Adoption Clinic.. maybe Fast Fred will get a new home.. paws crossed
Well she did the pet fair.. an we almost ended up with another mouth ta feed.. a 4 month old showed up.. she went over to her friend and asked her to go get him from the other rescue fer her.. then her friend fell in LOVE with the pup.. and bought him fer herself.. "THANK GOD" imagine iffin I had a 4 month old ta deal with.. I'd loose my mind.. er whatever I got left.. However Fast Fred told me he was a cutie pie.. white and red.. no brown like us.. Oh well at least he has a good home with a groomer so he'll be able to go to work with her.. and be clean all the time.. ::) .. We did fine by ourselves without that Fast Fred buggin Hoovy.. an I thought Hoovy was a pest till Fred came along.. However she has to go on a forever home visit on Tuesday to the Quebec/New York border where Valerie lives to meet Cody ( Fast Fred's Brother ) before he can be adopted.. its our policy.. So I guess we'll be here again.. and she said to Colleen that they would go do a mailing in Malone.. after.. I guess more brittle is going out.. She makes me tired with her schedule..
Yay Fast Fred that counter surfing beast is gone.. well on a trial period.. but out of here.. I shouldn't be happy because she is pretty sad tonight I knew she would be.. he did have devilish good looks ya know.. and fur soft like rabbits.. I think I'll go rest a while..
Today was good.. she went out to get her Charity papers done with her friend .. they stayed out longer than I expected but we were okay.. no mess.. I think that Hoovy is maturing.. he turns one on the twenty second and well I think he knows it.. Fast Fred reminded him how immature bassets can be at times.. but I know he misses him.. Micky Gurl is finally coming around too.. she was whiny a bit.. I guess when your rescues it takes time to feel secure.. Geee I'm 8 years since she rescued me and I still worry.. Spring is in the air I rather enjoyed laying outside in the sun this morning for a little over an hour.. Yup supposed to go up to 50 saturday.. snow is melting.. won't be long before I can go out on the back deck again and not need to be tethered.. Yay.. I can't wait.. its been a long time..
Well I thought I'd get a break after Fred left but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO she's got some other hound that needs a port in the storm.. I tell ya I think this is going to be a long season.. I smell the females in the air these days for sure.. I might be old but my nose knows.. Anyway this one was dumped someplace in Montreal.. now at the SPCA.. she called the vet .. he's going there before coming here so we'll have to be easy on him.. Although I cannot speak for Micky.. she's a wild thing..
We have got to decide what bowl he will get.. I don't want his drool in mine.. but that silly Fred never payed attention to my growl when I warned him.. guess I'll just have to play it by ear.. she did get a couple of gates.. so things might change a bit this time..
Well I have to conserve my energy starting now..
Well she did it.. she went yesterday and picked up that hound at the SPCA.. good ole Dr. Leibart has him now checkin things and cuttin his nuts off.. that should calm him down.. I heard her say he was pullin her like crazy after they left that SPCA.. guess he was glad he left on his paws and not in a bag.. Oh I'm mean.. Naw not really.. So we'll have another house guest.. starting thursday.. Mind you I heard her on the phone with another rescue that has a basset 13 months old.. I dunno.. I hope its not comin here.. my head will be spinnin.. I'm too old fer this kinda activity.. it disturbs my sleep.. Oh well I'm still catchin up..
Well that new Goofy came in yesterday.. I had to put him in his place when he tried to mount ME.. imagine trying that with me.. I clocked him with my strong muzzle I ain't takin that crap.. excuse my language but the lad is about 2.. Hoovy's nose is outta joint.. Micky has been showin her stuff to him.. and droppin like a fly when he comes near.. whereas Hoovy holds his ground and Goofy tries to mount him.. NOT successfully.. LOL.. ah pups.. they just don't get it.. At least we all slept good last night.. no interruptions..