tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75422839825749415292024-03-06T20:44:14.270-08:00The Brat PackUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger712125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-9802263862605134472012-02-16T13:39:00.000-08:002012-02-16T13:39:09.694-08:00It's us...remember us?First, our Mom stinks and we have a bajillion things to tell you that we haven't told you yet because...she stinks!! We're SO behind. We want to have a good scrapbook of the last couple months of our lives so we're going to make some posts that are almost aaaaaall pictures so get ready. After we're caught up we're gonna blog normal because we have TONS of stuff to tell everyone!<br />
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Second...we have NEWS.<br />
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-Conrad, Otis & Rulon-MoochUnknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-68676007171271767082011-12-16T08:11:00.000-08:002011-12-16T12:24:30.640-08:00Sad, sad news.<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Edited to add:</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Our friends over at the <a href="http://www.kissa-bull.blogspot.com/">Houston Pittie Pack</a> have suffered a terrible tragedy. Last night their house caught on fire and five of her pack members were killed. Thankfully everyone else got out ok but it sounds like the house is a total loss. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">They're going to need help so if anyone is interested in helping out I'm trying to find out where to send mail to. She will need basics to get back on her feet, take care of the family and remaining pups (Brinks & Bella) so possibly Walmart or Target </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">gift cards, etc would help plus the donation account is above.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Rest in Peace, Sweet Ones...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Coco Chanel</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEydrtdSFS0/TutsYA_Qf7I/AAAAAAAAKF8/dWFMCKYPRqQ/s1600/coco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" height="310" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEydrtdSFS0/TutsYA_Qf7I/AAAAAAAAKF8/dWFMCKYPRqQ/s640/coco.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Guero</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-av239sn0W3A/TutsYQpJNzI/AAAAAAAAKGE/oTjWRBD22Cc/s1600/guero.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-av239sn0W3A/TutsYQpJNzI/AAAAAAAAKGE/oTjWRBD22Cc/s320/guero.jpg" width="240" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> Lucky</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhYJGrQI_bs/TutsYuiJ_GI/AAAAAAAAKGM/PCUwC7AJ-Kk/s1600/lucky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" height="184" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhYJGrQI_bs/TutsYuiJ_GI/AAAAAAAAKGM/PCUwC7AJ-Kk/s320/lucky.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> Shelby</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cCMFJUmAWnU/TutsYzRiLsI/AAAAAAAAKGU/BYoMdfx9q0o/s1600/shelby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cCMFJUmAWnU/TutsYzRiLsI/AAAAAAAAKGU/BYoMdfx9q0o/s320/shelby.jpg" width="240" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> Tiger</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9IAGAr3WHuM/TutsZeEe99I/AAAAAAAAKGc/jwh3WxBi0UY/s1600/tiger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9IAGAr3WHuM/TutsZeEe99I/AAAAAAAAKGc/jwh3WxBi0UY/s320/tiger.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Many of you might remember <a href="http://justustexasdachsies.blogspot.com/2010/07/update-on-shelbys-vet-visit.html">Shelby's story</a> when she was first found...so happy she had a wonderful life after that.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Maryann & The Brat Pack</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-3083040637559028002011-12-02T08:55:00.000-08:002011-12-02T08:55:36.840-08:00Care Bear<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">My big Bear crossed the Bridge this morning. He has been having issues with his Laryngeal Paralysis and things had gotten to the point where he was struggling too much to breathe easily anymore. Thanks to our friends through the years who have followed his stories and life since he came to live with me. A huge thank you to Dr. Becky and Marie for taking </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">care of him this past year.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I want to post some pictures of him, but will need a bit first.</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ULFP015L9jo/TtkC1fbEv1I/AAAAAAAAKFE/d2wNGI-RTmc/s1600/bear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ULFP015L9jo/TtkC1fbEv1I/AAAAAAAAKFE/d2wNGI-RTmc/s640/bear.jpg" width="424" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We love you, big boy.</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-19269679660098682212011-11-30T12:44:00.000-08:002011-11-30T12:44:42.045-08:00Balls!<center><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> Check it out!<br />
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We hate balls, too.</span></center><center><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4au5bIOc4Kw" width="560"></iframe></center>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-14604050793358618922011-11-28T08:56:00.000-08:002011-11-28T08:56:50.988-08:00Presents!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Dr. Becky brought me a WHOLE BOX of presents!! She even said FOR OTIS when she was here and I was all OH YEA and BACK OFF to squatty boy Conrad.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Guess what was in the box....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">You'll never guess....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">TOWELS!! MY FAVORITE!</span></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Thank you, Dr. Becky...I know I'm your favorite Brat, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">you don't have to say it.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">xoxo - Otis</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-19683043144676699192011-11-18T13:57:00.000-08:002011-11-18T13:57:35.057-08:00Samantha Jane<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I'm sad to tell our friends that Samantha Jane crossed the Bridge today. She fought the Bone Cancer since March, was as tough as nails but it finally was just too much for her. She was happy to the end and enjoyed a buffet this morning of a 4-egg cheese omelet, 8 strips of turkey bacon, a chicken breast, several pieces of beef jerky, a heap of liver treats and an entire container of Cool Whip. Thanks to everyone who loved her, followed her blog adventures and supported us through the years.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We haven't been keeping up with the blog (and that's going to change) but I wanted to share some pictures from the Basset Hound Shuffle a month or so ago plus pics of Sam last night and today. (That's her thermal underwear shirt she slept in so the hot water bottles weren't against her skin)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">She will be sorely missed around here, the boys won't have anyone to boss them around and be scared of anymore. A couple of my favorite pics from the past....such a sweet, sweet (and stubborn) girl.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We love you...</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-88851543710971435722011-09-27T12:45:00.000-07:002011-09-27T12:45:29.673-07:00I won! I won! I'm official!It tooks loads longer than I thought it would, but finally Mom understood that I wasn't leaving. Now I'm an official BRAT! Mom thinks that Thrawn had a very special hand in making me show up because he was totally a troublemaker and she said I'm following in his paw prints. My legs are also made out of springs and I'm bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy, full of fun, fun like that Tigger guy. Ok so she didn't exactly say FULL of fun, I mean she doesn't look like she's having fun when she cleans up dirt after I dug a hole or the insides of babies once I ripped their heads off....but maybe that means SHE is just no fun while I really am. Wow, that was a lot of thoughts at once. <br />
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I LOVE my new brothers and even Samantha the Grouch. Otis beat me up three times because he's a bully but I forgive him, I also don't snap at him anymore though because he's a little scary when he's mad.<br />
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So here I am in my new life as....<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">CONRAD</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">The SUPER Brat</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i0V5r2NBRJU/ToIm2xY-GkI/AAAAAAAAJs4/EVrP7xAELx8/s1600/brats_mini.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="360" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i0V5r2NBRJU/ToIm2xY-GkI/AAAAAAAAJs4/EVrP7xAELx8/s640/brats_mini.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gs57rBj_grs/ToIm4D6WEEI/AAAAAAAAJtM/vKQfyBWNXDc/s1600/conrad+rulon+hole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gs57rBj_grs/ToIm4D6WEEI/AAAAAAAAJtM/vKQfyBWNXDc/s640/conrad+rulon+hole.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Talk at ya soon....</div><div style="text-align: center;">-C</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-30567355239394711272011-09-19T07:56:00.000-07:002011-09-19T07:56:35.335-07:00I'm in trouble.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f-uJjKFh4JY/TndX_EhsxVI/AAAAAAAAJss/rU5GAjt4oGY/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-09-18+at+5.36.34+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="224" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f-uJjKFh4JY/TndX_EhsxVI/AAAAAAAAJss/rU5GAjt4oGY/s640/Screen+shot+2011-09-18+at+5.36.34+PM.png" width="640" /></a></div><br />
You might have to click to make it big...she Photoshopped me in these pictures, I didn't do it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-30136794941641793362011-09-03T14:54:00.000-07:002011-09-03T14:54:16.339-07:00Pupcakes!Rulon-Mooch here! Otis left today and we were all NO WAY and Conrad was all YES WAY HE DID and I was all WHAT A PUNK!!! <br />
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Then we all went to sleep.<br />
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When we woke up Big O was back, we were all going to kick his butt but then he had a box that smelled like heaven, so we let him live. <br />
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I'll let the pictures speak for themselves...good thing I posted instead of Sam the Ham because she'd be describing every pic until you were all KILL ME NOW. <br />
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PS The scale starting screaming when Otis stepped on it and yelled YOU'RE a FATTY so he's on a diet. This is like his last supper before living on carrots and green beans. <br />
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PS again. OK, the scale didn't say that, but if I had been there I would have yelled it.<br />
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The last PS...These are Wheat Free Pupcakes from <a href="http://www.threedogdfw.com/south%20lake/index.southlake.htm">Three Dog Bakery in Southlake</a>. Four paws UP! Well, Bear just said technically that's 20 paws up since there are 5 of us. What-evah - they ROCKED!<br />
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Don't worry, Mom is cleaning the floors today. She says we're giant slop pigs.<br />
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-Mooch OUTUnknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-80580770376809972382011-09-01T19:50:00.000-07:002011-09-01T19:50:51.035-07:00A stroll down memory lane...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Bear here...Mom is feeling sentimental and is organizing our 26,392 pictures from the last few years into her new SmugMug account. Yea, don't ask me, it's something you take all the pictures that are trapped in the camera then you must trap them in a mug somehow. People are weirdos. In other words I don't really get to blog, just do this intro. Robbed.<br />
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Oh and you might notice we look much younger and thinner in some of these. It's a trick of the light, at least for me. Sam's always been a lard butt. If you don't recognize somedogs here it's cuz they're family or fosters of days long ago. Of course most fosters never leave here, we're like the Foster Dog Black Hole. I'd complain, but I was a foster once too.<br />
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Wow, I'm like drop dead gorgeous in that last shot. Wonder why Mom didn't let me model. Anyway, there's a lot more but I had my meds already and I'm kinda sleepy. Maybe tomorrow. -Care Bear<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-68715461348700353542011-08-30T20:44:00.000-07:002011-08-30T21:14:15.903-07:00Remembering Tucker-DoodleMaryann here....<br />
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I know we've made a lot of new friends this past year that never knew Tucker, but on my birthday last year he passed away. (the 31st) It was a hard blow for me especially since he was just the second Brat in the pack, he was very rarely ill and just seemed like he had so much time left. It was sudden, which I still haven't decided if that's a gift or a curse.<br />
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Anyway...here's the story of how Tucker became a Brat from way back when the blog started in 2007 <a href="http://fivehappyhounds.blogspot.com/2007/02/tucker.html">Click here...</a><br />
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My ex-husband and I adopted him out of the blue one day as a puppy years ago. Although I wanted a big hairy beast of a dog he convinced me Tucker was the one and that he was correct about. He was one of the best dogs ever.<br />
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Here's the story of what happened last year... <a href="http://fivehappyhounds.blogspot.com/2010/09/tucker.html">Click here</a><br />
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Between those stories are years of Tucker's life that I'm relieved I blogged about so I would always have the different memories. I wish I had started blogging for them sooner.<br />
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While it's hard for me to even go back and read, I do want to say that the Brats have visited the <a href="http://www.afaec.com/">Airport Freeway Animal Emergency Clinic</a> WAY more times than I like to admit. They've always been great so if you're in the area always keep them in mind. <br />
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So anyway...just thought I'd share some of my favorite pics of him through the years. He was always a ham for the camera and very rarely would you see him without a baby. I think about him everyday. <br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">And last but not least....The Duck. Tucker had this duck for over a year, he carried him everywhere, slept with him, ate with him, you name it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SNNFOdmlV8Y/Tl2s2WR4H9I/AAAAAAAAJoU/OexHibhUJu8/s1600/DSCF1220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SNNFOdmlV8Y/Tl2s2WR4H9I/AAAAAAAAJoU/OexHibhUJu8/s640/DSCF1220.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Miss you, buddy....everyday.<br />
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PS...Just a re-post, several pics of Tucker-Doodle in here. :)<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-64108716893910983522011-08-23T20:26:00.000-07:002011-08-23T20:26:33.496-07:00America's Most Wanted<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">The heinous* crime:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">(This crime is particularly heinous as all Brats in Brat history have never inflicted furniture damage)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3v_D6Tdqwps/TlRqN6wmDmI/AAAAAAAAJnc/NM5gDFMg4lI/s1600/IMAG0168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3v_D6Tdqwps/TlRqN6wmDmI/AAAAAAAAJnc/NM5gDFMg4lI/s400/IMAG0168.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">The Suspect:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qe9pbpjmZqo/TlRqyTeqBKI/AAAAAAAAJng/At4ZeQyBR9M/s1600/198764_10150275558319681_581784680_7741750_7727577_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qe9pbpjmZqo/TlRqyTeqBKI/AAAAAAAAJng/At4ZeQyBR9M/s400/198764_10150275558319681_581784680_7741750_7727577_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Other Dogs of Interest wanted for questioning:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xECxAhl44KA/TlRr3eTCHMI/AAAAAAAAJnk/phmDJt_o0VY/s1600/189306_10150275561564681_581784680_7741758_4018122_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xECxAhl44KA/TlRr3eTCHMI/AAAAAAAAJnk/phmDJt_o0VY/s400/189306_10150275561564681_581784680_7741758_4018122_n.jpg" width="225" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uF2ivBbN3lA/TlRsRAS5NNI/AAAAAAAAJns/i57N1qdWedU/s1600/224470_10150282758244681_581784680_7813548_1169845_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uF2ivBbN3lA/TlRsRAS5NNI/AAAAAAAAJns/i57N1qdWedU/s400/224470_10150282758244681_581784680_7813548_1169845_n.jpg" width="225" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">The Informant aka NARC:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VJH-8Ctwafw/TlRt8_WYoqI/AAAAAAAAJn0/cAtVq7KoerQ/s1600/311327_10150292943024681_581784680_7915879_7182137_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VJH-8Ctwafw/TlRt8_WYoqI/AAAAAAAAJn0/cAtVq7KoerQ/s320/311327_10150292943024681_581784680_7915879_7182137_n.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Testifying for the Defense:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KGiLhoChFVU/TlRtsAhFZuI/AAAAAAAAJnw/TVBz67lCqrk/s1600/252144_10150271300349681_581784680_7693551_6947921_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KGiLhoChFVU/TlRtsAhFZuI/AAAAAAAAJnw/TVBz67lCqrk/s320/252144_10150271300349681_581784680_7693551_6947921_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">If you have any information about this crime, please call 1-800-BAD-DOGS.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-75308357500662043102011-08-12T16:21:00.000-07:002011-08-12T16:21:56.621-07:00Frozen Blueberry Bombs!It's Samantha. You probably don't remember me because I'm always forgotten. Here I am in case you don't:<br />
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OK, I don't really know if they are BOMBS but that's what we decided to call them because the flavor EXPLODES in your mouth! It's true. We almost fell over in shock when Mom actually made them though since we've been waiting an e-turn-i-tee.<br />
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It's a good thing our fruitables come from the freezer and not the ground because they'd be all moldy and maggot-y by now. Bear says that <a href="http://dogsthatblog.blogspot.com/">some dog's Mom actually grows their fruitables</a>, but our Mom says that's an old wives tale and everything comes in a frozen bag.<br />
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First we piled up everything to make them...and picked our fruit fresh from the freezer.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wCEG4AnjcRs/TkWypJiSgwI/AAAAAAAAJl4/91-2mlSJVUQ/s1600/IMAG0123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="360" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wCEG4AnjcRs/TkWypJiSgwI/AAAAAAAAJl4/91-2mlSJVUQ/s640/IMAG0123.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>Here's what ya need if you wanna make...a tub of yogurt, we like vanilla around here. A bag of, uh, fresh blueberries and some honey. Ours is heavenly since it came from the church, but you can use naughty honey if you want. It probably tastes the same.<br />
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Throw it all in a bowl and mix and mix and mix. We just throw a bunch of honey in there without measuring because that's how we roll. All of the yogurt and berries go in though.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uKa28AgwFlY/TkWznAgBR8I/AAAAAAAAJmQ/c9q4-SJwmFE/s1600/IMAG0125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="360" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uKa28AgwFlY/TkWznAgBR8I/AAAAAAAAJmQ/c9q4-SJwmFE/s640/IMAG0125.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>Next you plop them in these ice cube holder things that go in the freezer...if I were making them they'd be all nice and neat but she's kind of messy and impatient.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4AgitnFxAY/TkW0Ee40RtI/AAAAAAAAJmU/ONce_12DO5U/s1600/IMAG0126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4AgitnFxAY/TkW0Ee40RtI/AAAAAAAAJmU/ONce_12DO5U/s640/IMAG0126.jpg" width="360" /></a></div>Now they're cooking in the freezer so we haven't been able to chow down yet. Soon though. While we're waiting we got to lick the bowl and the flat mixer thingy, it was so good. I'm only showing you Bear and I because the other three always have their pictures everywhere because they're camera ho's.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QcT8JoUskcY/TkW0rIvN85I/AAAAAAAAJmc/rIZuwSpu9bk/s1600/IMAG0133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="510" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QcT8JoUskcY/TkW0rIvN85I/AAAAAAAAJmc/rIZuwSpu9bk/s640/IMAG0133.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>I'll try to post a BOMB review but you know I hardly can fight my way to the computer these days. Everydog else is always on it. <br />
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xoxo - SamanthaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-49689184782792299142011-08-01T19:49:00.000-07:002011-08-01T19:49:43.153-07:00Big DramaCare Bear here. I guess I'm not important because I've gone through a traumatic experience this past week and do you see anything on this blog about it? NO. I'm having to come here myself and tell you my troubles.<br />
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First off, I've had this little, uh, problem for a while. I'd post a pic but it's kind of embarrassing, not that my mother cared when she posted it all over Facebook. I had some weird nipple thing going on, it started to look like an alien and was all inside out then Dr. Becky poked it with a needle and ooky stuff came out. It would be ok for a while then it filled back up and I was all who cares, I don't even use nipples but they said no more draining it, I'm going under the knife. Just like that, like I was a Thanksgiving turkey to be carved.<br />
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It was a surprise blitz, I thought I was going to work with Mom that morning and next thing I knew I was HERE:<br />
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Next thing I knew I was seeing rainbow colored unicorns flying over my head throwing down steaks like those people throw out candy at a human parade. When I woke up I was all confused and looked like THIS:<br />
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I decided I had enough with being manhandled and forced into surgeries like I lived in a communist country, I was about to protest but Mom gave me illegally drugged peanut butter and I was all:<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UNblj2Eg60U/TjdjSPTYurI/AAAAAAAAJhE/L6gEQbjKTBM/s1600/DSCF6543.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UNblj2Eg60U/TjdjSPTYurI/AAAAAAAAJhE/L6gEQbjKTBM/s640/DSCF6543.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>Now I have even bigger problems because my stupid brothers are making fun of me behind my back. They think I don't hear it but they're saying stuff like how I'm not cool because I'm nippleless. I don't even know how many I'm supposed to have, I can't bend my head down far enough to count them. I tried googling it but that was a bad idea since it brought up all kinds of weird stuff. <br />
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So that's my story. I thought I was going to the office, instead was doped up, cut open, my teeth yanked out, doped up again and now I'm half naked and missing a nipple. <br />
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Bear<br />
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PS Marie said the ball of stuff they took out was pretty big and weird. I guess that part is kind of manly.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-8902685327841380812011-07-29T09:51:00.000-07:002011-07-29T09:53:24.960-07:00I really wanna stay.Hi. It's Conrad. I've never blogged but am gonna try it out. <br />
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I don't wanna leave and go live with someone else. I like it here with all my brothers. I even have a big sister that hates me. Doesn't that mean she wants me to stay? I've tried really hard to be good. I guess I messed up eating the window sill and some other stuff, but I'm still a dumb puppy so I should be forgiven right?<br />
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I even had surgery on my privates so I could be in the cool dog club. It kinda hurt but not really. Felt a little funny after though, like being naked down there. At least they don't bounce when I run anymore and no dog can bite them. <br />
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They have burger night here. I don't know if I could find another house that has burger night and that would make me cry.<br />
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I didn't even know this, but you can eat these things called MOO TUBES. They're the throats from cows. Isn't that cool but kinda gross? They're crunchy and crack when you bite them like chips.<br />
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Wait till I tell you what part of the bull we get to chew on...it's gnarly and totally rad. Shhh....it's their....WEENIES! Can you believe it??? They're chewy and long (freakishly long actually) and are kinda greasy. Otis says not to compare mine to theirs because they're obviously freaks of nature and must be on "the juice" like that guy Vin Diesel that Mom thinks is hot . The humans call them pizzle or bully sticks so they're not completely grossed out about bull ding-dongs being in their house. Mom freezes them so they're kinda like Penis-Popsicles. Man I love it here so much.<br />
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The other night we had mail and it was a bag of ANTLERS. I thought it was kinda sad that they made deer give up their antlers, but then Mom said they left them in the forest for us so that's ok then. They're humane antlers. I wonder if that's how the bulls give us their bully sticks too. Hmm. I'll ask Rulon, he knows everything and is very smart. He tells me so everyday. Here's me chewin' a Bambi-friendly antler.<br />
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The magic mailman brought us this big bed, it's like a poofball that never goes flat and we can wrestle on it too. I sleep on it sometimes when my brothers let me. (This came from the phone so it's kinda fuzzy) Wow, Otis has a big butt here.<br />
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I don't have a picture yet, but Bear told me a story about how to really be an official Brat you have to have a scar and I HAVE ONE! It's on my cheek and it's totally a hole because Otis beat me up!! (Uh, that's another story for another day and I kinda let him) I have to get Mom to take a pic of it, it didn't really bleed but it's still a scar so that counts for sure! <br />
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Most of all I don't wanna leave because my big brother Bear is my best friend in the whole entire world. I want to be just like him when I grow up.<br />
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He loves me too. A lot. I just know it.<br />
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So these are some of the reasons I should stay. I have more though but Sister Sam says I have to go and she's the boss of me. <br />
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- Conrad (I'll have a nickname soon and I hope it ROCKS)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-51745264039446260582011-07-28T08:49:00.000-07:002011-07-28T10:37:27.399-07:00Antlers!!!<div style="text-align: center;">Mom brought us home a package tonight and LOOK!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M1r4eEHJAHE/TjGCQmhHKOI/AAAAAAAAJeY/sP8SHOq2fzo/s1600/DSCF6489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M1r4eEHJAHE/TjGCQmhHKOI/AAAAAAAAJeY/sP8SHOq2fzo/s640/DSCF6489.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">OMD! Antlers! We haven't had them in like a gajillion years!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JE0Toq35wvs/TjGEbOkh_7I/AAAAAAAAJec/AGPvark_nPg/s1600/DSCF6492.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JE0Toq35wvs/TjGEbOkh_7I/AAAAAAAAJec/AGPvark_nPg/s640/DSCF6492.JPG" width="528" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Oh and Care Bear is having surgery Thursday, cross your paws for him.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-78208232252619999592011-07-27T08:06:00.000-07:002011-07-27T08:06:40.639-07:00It's hot.Otis here.<div><br />
</div><div>It's really, really hot here. Like I don't wanna go out and poop kind of hot. Don't worry, I still go but I hate it. Rulon says I'm a wimp but Mom says because my snooter is short I'm special needs and can't take much heat. Rulon is a butthead and doesn't know what he's talking about.</div><div><br />
</div><div>I've kinda been in a little trouble lately because of the new squatty dog. He keeps sticking his nose in my business and being all "Woohoo, look at me, I'm Conrad and I can run SO fast and I LOVE the heat and I can jump on the bed all by myself". A dog can only take so much before cracking so I beat him up. Well, kinda. I didn't make him bleed but I let him know that I didn't give a :::bleeped out word::: about his stupid puppy skills. Sure he can jump all around, but he's like 50 pounds and I'm like, well, a lot more. If he had my weight on his stumpy legs he wouldn't be jumping anywhere. I think he got the message because he's been all sucking up to me since then. </div><div><br />
</div><div>We did get a pool, but I was the only one brave enough to use it. Sam the Ham wouldn't even come out of the house when she saw it, what a looooser. Bear had a drink out of it but my other brothers were wimpy sissy dogs. I think I look like one of the Baywatch lifeguards. Not the chicks though. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NtkESbj7LE0/TjApXyBUfKI/AAAAAAAAJeU/m7jCdcOczU8/s1600/IMG00197-20110724-1233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NtkESbj7LE0/TjApXyBUfKI/AAAAAAAAJeU/m7jCdcOczU8/s640/IMG00197-20110724-1233.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-6670476870147334272011-06-29T22:13:00.000-07:002011-06-29T22:13:29.647-07:00Anon-e-mus PostI can't tell you who this becuz, well, I don't want to be smooshed by his giant butt. <br />
We're starting a pee-tition and there are four signatures so far.<br />
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Care Bear<br />
Rulon-Mooch<br />
Sam the Ham<br />
Conrad. Just Conrad cuz we can't think of anything else but Dingleberry.<br />
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BTW, he's losing his dingleberries tomorrow. Mom said it will make him smarter because they suck the brains right out of boyz. She said this is the same with human men but for some reason they can't have theirs chopped off so I guess that's why they act stupid a lot. This must be true because all the boyz in our house are super-genius dogs and we're dingleberry free. He doesn't know what's happenin' so we're gonna have a boy to boy talk later and read this book.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MnEtNYSEfxc/TgwDWZeEoUI/AAAAAAAAIz0/W5k70pmzG2k/s1600/balls+off.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" o$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MnEtNYSEfxc/TgwDWZeEoUI/AAAAAAAAIz0/W5k70pmzG2k/s1600/balls+off.jpg" /></a></div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Uh, anyway. Our pee-tition is that we don't want to share a water bowl with Otis anymore. It's disgusting and slimy and gross. It's like an oil slick after he drinks in there and there's goober strings everywhere and it should have caution tape around it. We'd show you a picture but the flash glares off the slick water surface. I shudder just thinking about the germ pit that it is.<br />
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We'll let you know what happens and maybe post a pic of Conrad's stitches. See, there's always a reason to come back to our blog.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-39023050906790629752011-06-16T11:44:00.000-07:002011-06-16T12:47:36.051-07:00Conrad ~ Our Foster Brother ~ Looking for LoveWell, it's happened again. Somehow we have a new Foster Brother and his name is Conrad. We knew it was just a matter of time, but Mom sprung this on us out of the blue. He ended up at the very awesome Irving Animal Care Campus around the middle of May as a stray. He waited and waited but nobody came to pick him up.<br />
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Sooo the shelter kept getting more dogs in and pretty soon his time there was coming to an end. So Mom talked to some awesome ladies at <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/BC-Pitbull-Bully-Breed-Support-and-Rescue/207598192594697">BC Pitbull & Bully Breed and Rescue</a> and they decided to get him out of the shelter about an hour before his time was up. Here is his pic from the shelter:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Looks pretty unhappy, huh? Yea, we thought so too. Here he was once he got home:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Can you see the resemblance to our very own Tucker-Doodle?? Crazy, huh?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So anyways, Mr. Conrad is looking for his forever home. He'd like to stay here with us but Mom said the inn is closed to permanent guests these days sooooo we're here to tell you all the reasons Conrad would make a pawsome new family member.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You probably can't tell from the pics above, but Conrad is a bit on the squatty size but with a big dog head. Cool, huh? He's like a hybrid ninja dog. He looks small but can play like a big dog. This also is helpful if there's maybe a home who likes the attitude of a big dog, but in a compact body. To give you an idea, he's about Samantha the Basset Hound's height, maybe an inch or two taller. Uh, don't look at his boy bits, those are going away as soon as his kennel cough clears up. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Conrad LOVES toys, especially stuffed ones. He also is very good at playing fetch although sometimes he'd rather you chase him and play tug-of-war to get the toy back. He also likes to chase his Pittie brother around the backyard and wrestle like a crazy dog. He's not much of a barker except sometimes when he's playing with the other dogs.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You might notice from the picture above that Conrad believes he is a giant among dogs.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">For those of you that might be reading and don't know us, Conrad has four foster-siblings. Three boys and one very grumpy girl. Samantha is a senior Basset Hound, Bear is a senior Lab, Rulon is a spastic energy filled Pittie and Otis is a goofball Dogue de Bordeaux. At around 30 lbs or so Conrad is greatly outweighed but you'd never know it. He gets along with everyone and the only time there is an issue has been a few occasions that he was grumpy after being stepped on or "trapped" under somedog. We're working on this though and things are going well. We kinda think this might be improved after he loses his dangly parts, we all know how they make boys dumb sometimes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You might be wondering what Conrad is made up of...the shelter listed him as a Basset mix, but personally we think he's part Corgi. He has some killer herding skills too. Here are a few more pics, what do you think? Maybe he needs a DNA test! He's definitely one of a kind though. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Some of these are cell pics, sorry for poor quality.</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Uh, we know he's not supposed to be on the furniture but he seems to like it a lot there...)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So here are some random things about Conrad you might be interested in...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*He was an intact stray when he came into the shelter. He is finishing up treatment for Kennel Cough and as soon as he does he will be neutered as well as updated on all vaccinations.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*Since he is being treated for Kennel Cough, we've learned that he's a champ at taking medicine in a Pill Pocket or in cheese. He even was a good boy when having cough meds shot down his throat with a syringe (uh, and even sweet when Mom shot it in his eye by accident). Bonus!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*As posted above, we're working on his random grumpiness with Otis. Otis is kind of a big oaf and steps on him a lot which makes Conrad unhappy. Otis does not react to his grumpiness, but we feel that although Conrad LOVES having siblings he might need to be the alpha dog or at minimum be with other non-reactive dogs. He does love to play chase and wrestle like a wild dog though so please don't think he doesn't get along with others! He even lets crazy Rulon drag him around by the neck when they are wrestling. (Again, see our note above about things improving once he's testosterone-free)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*Conrad has not been cat tested yet. If you are interested in him and want to know we will be happy to test him for you. On a side note, he does watch the squirrels eat right outside his window and doesn't react at all. His foster brothers chase them in the backyard so he does too, but we think that's more because it's fun than seeing them as prey.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*Conrad lives in the Dallas/Ft. Worth, Texas area, but we can arrange transport to his new home nationwide. Nothing is impossible for the right family!! Remember our <a href="http://fivehappyhounds.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-foster-brother.html"><b>Foster Brother Walter</b></a>? </div><div style="text-align: center;">He lives in <a href="http://fivehappyhounds.blogspot.com/2008/04/walter-news.html"><b>California now</b></a>!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*Since he was a stray we're not sure of what he's experienced in life but we have noticed that he becomes very stressed/fearful in an "angry" situation. For example, Mom was yelling on the phone (hard to believe, right??) and she noticed Conrad hiding in the corner. Also if anything is raised around him like he might be hit he cowers down and cringes. Makes us sad, but he has a new life now and no more worrying for him!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*He was crated his first night at home, but has slept free in the house every night since. He has not had an accident since coming home and has not chewed or destroyed anything so we would definitely call him housebroken and well mannered. He does adore a good bully stick though! During the day he has his "suite" of two bedrooms to hang out in and he spends a lot of time sleeping in front of and patrolling the yard from the window. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*You might have noticed various pics of him on the furniture and bed...while he does love being on there he will comply with directions to get down. He's a cuddler for sure and has figured out if he waits till Mom is asleep he can get on the bed and sleep next to her until morning. He's smart that way.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*He's underweight and has been fattening up a little since coming home. During this he has learned to get in line and wait his turn for treats, etc next to the rest of us. (Same for pill time) He does very well and tends to pick up on directions quickly. He would probably love agility and/or training classes as well. He does know how to give you his paw already. (video coming soon)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*If you think Conrad might be a great fit for you or any of your friends or family please let us know! If you have more questions about him email our Mom anytime (maryann @ puchelli . com) and she can also send you more pics of him. We add a lot of photos to her <a href="http://www.facebook.com/izzarelli"><b>Facebook</b></a> too, friend us on there.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*If your inn is full like ours, you can still help Conrad by sharing this link on your Facebook or Twitter and by emailing it out to your friends. Once Conrad finds a home it will open up our foster spot at the house so we can help another dog...so by helping out you've helped save two homeless pups! </div><div style="text-align: center;">It's a win-win! <br />
***Please DO NOT post this to Craigslist!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thanks for reading and sharing Conrad...</div><div style="text-align: center;">hopefully his new forever family is out there and they will find each other soon!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">xoxo</div><div style="text-align: center;">The Brat Pack</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bear, Sam, Otis and Rulon</div><div style="text-align: center;">(and our Mom)</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-55027249519649827502011-06-03T07:20:00.000-07:002011-06-03T07:20:34.912-07:00I'm a WINNER!Check me out at <a href="http://www.chobani.com/real-love">http://www.chobani.com/real-love</a>...I LOVE my Chobani Greek Yogurt!<br />
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I don't know how it keeps happenin'...maybe I'm being framed. I was also convicted without a jury of my peers or even a chance to explain my side. As part of my community service I have to blog and tell my other dog friends how not to get in trouble like me. Sigh.<br />
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The first lesson is not to take THESE :::see photo below::: off of the counter. You're not supposed to do this even if the bag that they were in smelled like something tasty...like a candy bar (or three, but who am I to judge). I guess it also doesn't matter if it was within 2 feet of the counter edge, they're still an OTIS-NO!!! item.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rjfCNk94St0/TcCyKXc25rI/AAAAAAAAIvg/EeUKRmtThGM/s1600/tampons.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rjfCNk94St0/TcCyKXc25rI/AAAAAAAAIvg/EeUKRmtThGM/s200/tampons.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">However. If you accidentally DO take them off the counter and the box accidentally DOES fall open, then you're not supposed to EAT them. I don't know why either, but just go with me here. They appear to be cottony-light morsels of goodness, but according to what happened here they are evil cotton monsters. Seriously. I almost had a heart attack when Mom found me, it's a good thing I'm on the leaky-tinkle medicine or it could have been ugly.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">She came running out of the bathtub (I won't give you the visual on THAT one), saw the box, saw me, saw the snacks scattered all over the floor and FREAKED. I mean totally freaked, people. She's gotten weirded out when I ate the socks and panties, but boy that was nothing compared to this. All of a sudden she's hysterically screaming about strings wrapping around my insides and cotton explosions in my belly. I admit it, I started to get worried a little bit when I heard the part about the cotton monsters sucking up all my guts.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Next thing I knew she grabbed me in a strangle hold, threw me on the ground all Hulk Hogan like and had stuck this giant funnel down my throat and dumped what had to be two gallons of that nasty foamy peroxide stuff in my tummy. Rulon was standing there laughing and since she couldn't be sure he didn't have a snack with me, she body slammed him on the ground and force fed him that disgusting stuff too. That part was kinda funny, but I started heaving so I couldn't really enjoy the moment.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Next she started crawling all over the floor looking for all the cotton snacks so she could count them but since she was all freaking and stuff forgot to put us out so we started projectile yakking all over the kitchen. She was too busy counting to care though so what did I care if I puked all over the window? She counted seventeen snacks left (what a waste) and I kept spewing until the other three snacks came back up. I'm not good at math, but since she started breathing again I guess that was the rest of the box. Since I swallowed the snacks whole (packaging and all) she's not making me call Dr. Becky to tell her I was bad or go to the ER so they could probably stick something up my butt. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So take my word for it friends, Tampons are not your friends. They're also not snacks...unless you can get away with it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-55392842577991960752011-05-02T09:05:00.000-07:002011-05-02T09:05:35.524-07:00I'm the only one not grounded.It's Bear and you read that title correctly. Otis, Samantha and Rulon are in a TON of trouble. I'm not. At all. Mostly because I'm perfect.<br />
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Here's what happened....<br />
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Earlier this morning Mom was super tired, so she opened the back door like usual so we could go in and out. She started snoring and next thing she knew the doorbell rang, but nobody was barking. She shot out of bed looking very scary and saw some kids with Otis on the front porch. She panicked (never a pretty site) and ran to the front door, the kids said the gate was open and the other dogs were out. She threw Otis in the house and ran to put shoes on (also not a pretty site with her pajamas). After sprinting back out one of the kids comes running up with Rulon behind her and says her friends have gone to get Samantha.<br />
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When they broke free Otis and Rulon ran across the street to the Crawfish Boil party the neighbors were having. I'm not sure what they thought when giant head Otis and a pit bull ran up to them, but I guess it was ok because they said Otis ate a sausage. Samantha took off on her own down the street to where a bunch of kids were playing in their yard.<br />
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When our poop guy came on Friday he locked the gate, but not before the latch was pulled securely. So basically the lock didn't actually lock anything, we had a lot of wind and the gate finally blew open. To say Mom is upset would be an understatement. More like psycho crazy woman would be more fitting.<br />
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There are no pictures of this adventure because it was chaos, but I would like to go on record that I did NOT leave the yard. I just sat on the back porch when they ran away then watched the drama unfold. So in my honor I'm posting a dashing picture of myself.<br />
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Signed, Bear. The only good Brat.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-7869852836141882322011-04-30T17:17:00.000-07:002011-04-30T17:17:21.726-07:00Our 700th post (a couple late)...Through the Years<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Lots of love to all of our friends we have met through this blog since 2007...</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">you're like our family. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Thank you for letting us all be a part of yours.</span></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">xoxo,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Maryann, Samantha, Bear, Rulon and Otis</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;">Our Angels: Dakota, Tucker, Thrawn, Durango, Millie & Dot</div></span></center>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542283982574941529.post-66143404424204684372011-04-24T07:42:00.000-07:002011-04-24T07:42:41.363-07:00OK so not post 701 either. Happy Easter!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Happy Easter!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Easter is extra special because that's the day </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://fivehappyhounds.blogspot.com/2007/04/public-service-announcement.html">Care Bear </a>came to live with us in 2007. </span></div><br />
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