Okay, let's see if any of you can guess this dog's personality just by looking at a few photos?It's not a contest, it's just for the fun of it.
We think, that after living with this dog for a month now, that she might be a Lab-Terrier mix of some kind or a "Somekinda" Terrier? What??? So if any of you have Terriers of any kind I'm in need of all the help and/or advise we can get!
Here are a few recent photos ... of the Maddie Mayour new/older"Somekinda" Terrier.
So hey all you Terrier experts .... any comments, suggestions, or words of encouragement in changing our training techniques from working with a Herding dog to working with a Terrier-mix would be greatly appreciated!
This is one very lucky turkey. It was only fitting that a real turkey should strut his stuff and start off the 2010 Turkey Trot that is held here annually to benefit our local "For Pets' Sake Humane Society".
Under a clear sky and very cold, sub zero temperatures we started the trot. Everybody, both two-legged and four legged, quickly warmed up the day. What a great way to really feel thankful. Here are just a few of the very active participants.
We are Thankful.
Happy Thanksgiving to all of you out there in blogdom!
I've been thinking about a new post for a while now, but wasn't quite sure where to begin. So, let me start with ...
This has been a very nice break for me. Enough so, that I think I will do less posting and spend more time following all your blogs. I have really enjoyed reading your daily/weekly posts.Having said that, I do have something to share now.
Cape Mendocino, Fort Bragg (my hometown), California 10/24/10
Everyone paces themselves after the loss of an animal. I expect that the pace is different for each situation and for every individual. For me, in the beginning, it was hard to take a deep breath. It was hard to sleep. It was especially hard to do all the familiar things that I always did with my good friend Maggie. Within a very short time I realized that it was more than just missing Maggie. I knew that I needed to have another dog in my day to day life.Selfish, maybe, but about three weeks ago I started looking for a new canine-in-need, to call our family dog andto help fill the big void in our lives.
Meet ... "Maddie May"
Maddie May ... Day #5
We Do know that she was in need of a good home. We Do know that she was rescued after being dumped along the side of the road.We Do know that her foster family named her Maddy. WeDo know that we didn't have the heart to change her name because she was just starting to respond to being called Maddy.We Do know that we tweaked the name a little, and that we now call her Maddie May.AND yes, it's confusing, but every time we goof and call her Maggie, we Do know that it's a very loving slip-of-the-tongue.
We Don't have a clue what she is, or where she came from, or why she knows so very little about being a family dog, but we Do know that we will try to help her be the best darn dog that she can be! And we welcome this dog-in-need into our home-in-need of a dog.
I'm going to take a little blog break. Although I have been keeping up with some of my favorite blogs, I haven't felt very inspired to post anything lately. I guess you could say that I have blog-block. Hopefully, when I come back, I'll have something cheerful to write about. Until then, happy and interesting blogging to you all.
When someone who has been your best friend and constant companion is no longer here, it's very hard to continue your daily rituals without them. I had not realized how many little unimportant things had become automatic, and unnoticed in my day to day routines with Maggie. I guess when you are retired, like I am, and spend most of your waking hours working at home, the way I do, you simply don't realize how often you are having a conversation with the dog! And so this past week, I found it very comforting to have those little conversations with her wonderful spirit.
Most of you who read my blog have your own animals, so I don't need to tell you what this week has been like for Toma and I. I've tried many times during the last few days to think of some final words to say about our Maggie. Unfortunately her life started out badly, and I'm sorry to say, ended sadly. What I now hope to remember is the ten great years in between, that was her life!
So here's to Maggie, the good listener, the hard worker, our protector and old friend. We will miss you, but there's no way that we'll ever forget you.
This is ol' me on zip line number one in the Arenal Cloud Forest. There were a total of seven lines on the descent. Each got a bit longer. I must say the first was the most difficult ... After that there literally was "NO turning back", and it was "ALL downhill" from there!
Have you ever driven in Costa Rica? Believe me when I say that this was probably the safest mode of transportation in the country. Driving the Costa Rican highways, especially in and around San Jose was crazy. Or, maybe I have just lived in the country too long. Now, I can actually understand why we learn, at an early age, to form lines and wait our turn.
Day one and day seven were spent getting to and from airports and traveling. Days two through six were overwhelmingly beautiful and filled with warmhearted and friendly Ticos!
I will post a few more photos in another blog, but right now I'm neck deep in reentry tasks. Mostly trying to catch up on hugs and kissesfrom an old dog named Maggie May, who will not let us out of her sight and wants to make sure that we are really back!!!
Hubby and I will be off on an adventure this coming week.
Here's a BIG clue ...
I think that the critters here at the old homestead are all set up with caregivers. Caregivers who have long "what to dos" lists. The lawn is mowed, arena harrowed, the animal feed is bagged, the barn tidied, and the house is clean enough. (Why is it that when we leave to go somewhere, we like to have a clean house while we're away? Guess we don't want the caregivers to think that we are normally slobs?)
Well, I have to go start packing. Everything that we'll need will go into 2 small carry-on packs. Never the less, I need to decide just what I can't live without for one week. Too bad I can't pack Maggie May in the backpack, but customs would frown on that ... I'm sure!
See you in a few ... Guess we're going on vacation.