30 September 2007
28 September 2007
Our First day with Gus
Here is Gussie's Story:
We were spending sabbatical leave in Lexington, VA., at Washington and Lee. Our original plans, which included a year of dining and exploring in New Orleans, were radically changed by Hurricane Katrina.
Proving the adage about Southern Hospitality, the community of Lexington embraced us, collectively known as "those poor Katrina folks" and we found new homes, academic and personal. But as beautiful as Lexington and the surrounding area are, there were a number of differences that led me to the computer to search for a "dog." translation: I was BORED in a town of 7000! My high school was bigger than that.
Our ESS (Nigel) died in June, and a dog was not included in our sabbatical plans. But I spent much of my free time walking and exploring, and met and fell in love with a rescue Bernese Mountain dog who lived on the top of a hill.
So, how did we get Gussie? Well....the Bernese lived on top of a hill. Our apartment was off Main street at the top of a looooong flight of stairs. The apartment was "cute", charming, convenient...it was also very small. And, Gussie's soon to be dad is a logical man. Over the period of a month or so he convinced me that a Bernese was not workable. Combined with the small size of the apartment was the very large size of the average Bernese and the relatively small size of muzzer. (Small BMDs weigh more than muzzer, large ones can outweigh me by 50 lbs.)
Researching Breeds kept me busy for a while, and we talked with other dog owners both in Lexington, on the phone, and a number of people on line. Lexington may only have 7000 people, but it has a LOT of dog breeds. We even met some Bedlington Terriers! Friends in Lexington and Charlottesville had Standard and Miniature poodles, Corgis, lots of coon hounds, spaniels, and airedales. (Yeah 'Dales says Gus) It was a long process, but it ended with putting in applications to two rescue groups: Welsh terriers and Wire Fox Terriers!
The paperwork for BOTH groups was almost as extensive as the paperwork to adopt a child was 35 years ago! Complicated by the fact that we were in temporary quarters which meant that at least one of the breed groups did TWO home visits, one to us in VA and one to our home in AZ, temporarily occupied by three college seniors!!!!!
Life goes on, and I scheduled a trip back to AZ to see my oncologist, check on my store, and home....and stop over in St. Louis to visit my aunt and uncle!
Ding-a-ling...two days before the trip we had a phone call from Md. asking if we would like to meet a rescue....the dog sounded perfect, but I know that the time window is often limited, because breed rescue groups can have very long waiting lists. Near tears, I explained that I needed to pass up my turn, becuase I felt it was not fair to leave Dad with a brand new dog and a couple of deadlines!
Bless Gus's foster mother. She told us we were perfect for the dog, and she would keep him until we could pick him up. So I left on a jet plane from DC the day after Thanksgiving....flew to St. Louis, spent some time with my relatives and flew on to Arizona for a clean check up and a healthy store. (we won't mention the house, OK?) And then back to DC, a short stop in Lexington to do laundry, and on to northern MD to meet Gus.
We picked him up on a Saturday and headed back to Lexington. He was very good in the car, good on lead at the rest stops and generally more mellow than I expected.
Back in Lexington, he quckly established his place in the pecking order. Males occupy the couch while Muzzer cooks dinner!
Or, sometimes we help muzzer make the bed!And then, his sister E. Rabbit came to visit for Christmas, and for both of them, it was love at first sight.
This is the woman Gus thinks gives the best "butt scrithes" in the world. He will go to almost any length to please her, even happily wearing the sweaters she knits.I cannot tell you exactly what goes on in his mind. But I hope that Gus is as happy with us as we are with him. Thank you to his foster mom and the rest of the WFT rescue network, and to the young couple who realized that they could not spare enough time to keep him happy!
thank you for reading Gussie's story
27 September 2007
Thank you all
26 September 2007
We made it home
24 September 2007
Teka here again
They finally let me out of the trunk - right after I discovered the emergency release and pulled it with my little teeth. Having the trunk pop open somewhere in Pennsylvania surely slowed down the Gusmobile.
After that, they were afraid to lock me in the trunk, cause they didn't know what I was gonna do next. The secret of my success boys and girls, the secret of my success.
Anyway, I got to ride in the front seat with Butchy, while Gussie snored away in the back with his head propped on poor Miss Snickers! Boy, I wish my cell phone hadn't run out of juice, or I would have some choice pictures to share - or to use for blackmail. Whatever.
The food is marvelous! The great dane bowls with jello in them have some kind of liquor too, I'll bet. Or maybe just the green ones. Serve some of these dunderheads right if the green ones had absinthe, huh?
I've been watching what I drink and eat, cause if I have to ride in the trunk all the way home, I don't want to barf. Also, that way I am gathering up a lot of information for the future.
Butchy is a lot of fun, I wish he was my brother instead of Gussie. And if I could have any brother, well, I think that Stanley fellow is pretty cute. He hasn't stopped dancing since we got here, and he has promised me one of the later ones. By that time, me and Asta NY will be the only girl doggies awake, except for maybe Koobus. Ah...Youth.
Miss Snickers may be older than I am, but she is one cool chick. Hike on over to her blog and see her dance the can-can. I thought old Gussie was gonna pee in his pants. He couldn't take his eyes off of her.
Well, that is my update on the pawty,,,,up until now. My buddy Tanner did not come...he and Joey are still busy opening presents from Tanner's barkday, which was, like, weeks ago.
I'm gonna go and have some more ribs and stuff....and see if I can get Butchy and Stanley to dance with me.
All Right, Enough is Enough!
Well you guys just wait. I am gonna get back at you when you let me out.
You just see if I don't.
We got to Butchy and Snickers place and let me tell you, that is one rough road when you are riding in the trunk.
I heard Gussie trying to get Snickers to let him dump me in the koi pond, but she said no. Thank you Miss Snickers, from the bottom of my Jack Russell heart.
However, he wouldn't let me ride in the car yet. He told me I could just think about my sins some more.
Sometimes he sounds so much like his Dad!
Anyway, all you doggies who are at the party should get your heart medicine ready. Wait until you get the full effect of the outfit Miss Snickers is wearing! And that Butchy ain't half bad either!
I'm gonna start raisin' a fuss at the rest stops if Gussie doesn't let me out soon. Will keep you all posted
When Gussie was back at that Circle K brushing his teeth and smoothing his fur down so he would look good for the Pawty, he got stopped by the fuzz!
And I must say, for Gussie, he handled this whole thing very well.
Even when the State Trooper called him "Little Buddy."
He said, "I am sorry sir, but you must have me confused with another dog. Little Buddy is the favorite of my friend Blue in the UK, but as far as I know, he has never been to Iowa."
And he answered politely when the trooper asked where he was headed and if he knew how to get there.
And Gussie said he was headed to pick up Butchy and Miss Snickers for a Pawty. And the trooper knew who they were, and about how their mama raises Koi Fishies.
So Gussie opened the trunk to put "his" laptop away, and the trooper peeked in. And he said to Gussie "Uhh, little buddy, your hat in there is movin around."
And Gussie said, "oh no sir, you must be mistaken. " And he picked up the hat and put it on his head.
And I guess you all know where I was hiding!
So now Gussie knows I am riding in the trunk.
And I am up to my cute little chin in doo-doo.
And so I have posted these pictures which I took with my mom's cell phone. Just in case he is really angry by the time we reach Butchy and Snickers' house, and really does drown me in the Koi pools like he threatened.
But I don't think Snickers and her Mom will let him do that, so these photos are insurance, in case some stranger has to identify my body from the bottom of the koi pool, ya know.
Kissies to all
Mom, I am sorry I took your cell phone and i-Pod.
Gussie, I am sorry I gutted all your stuffies.
Muzzer, I am sorry I got up so early all those mornings and was a pill in general.
Here I am, making a pit stop outside of the Circle K just before you make the turn off the hiway and on to the road that goes to Butchy and Miss Snickers house.
Well, the trip has gone OK so far. Leaving at 4:00 am was a good idea in some ways. But I hope either Butchy or Miss Snickers is wearing their license and can help with the driving so that I can take a nice nap.
Before I left, muzzer had to try to take some pictures of me in my cowboy hat. Well, I gotta tell you. A real cowboy doesn't let his muzzer take pictures, Ya know.
I mean.....do you think Roy Rogers let his muzzer take pictures of him in his cowboy suit?
No way pardner. Ole Roy didn't let anyone take pictures except Miss Dale.
But I thought I would show you my hat, and one of the pictures didn't turn out so bad, I guess.
But let me tell you....when I get to the Pawty, I think the hat is staying in the car!
Man...it is gonna fall off as soon as I start dancin' ya know.
And I figure, with my luck, I'll stomp on it a few times and spill something delicious on it.
I've been practicin my do si do's and my allemande left and right. I think I've got the idea of "swing your partner." But I sure hope we do some line dancin' and a few two steps, so I can get close to some of my favorite girls.
'Specially Miss Snickers. wooooeeee! I have my dad's old Roy Rogers Lunch Box in the trunk, and in it I have stored a few extra rounds of ammunition, just in case some of those dogs like Stanley or Wally get too excited when they see Miss Snickers.
Dog has ta do what a Dog has ta do, to borrow a well used line.
Gotta go, that Iowa State Trooper is looking at me pretty funny.
Gussie doesn't know it, but I have hidden in the trunk of the Gussiemobile, and I am on my way to the pawty!
For those of you who have never seen the Gussiemobile, and may be waiting for it to arrive at your home, here is what it looks like!
Te he he he
Doesn't he only wish!
This would be a lot cooler and more in keeping with the western theme, but it belongs to one of my mom's buddies...not square old Gus.
Here is a photo of the Gussiemobile! Solid, Staid and very unexciting
Just like Gussie.
But he must've done something to the sound system when dad wasn't looking, 'cause I can hear every word of Old Gene Autry back here !
Good thing I copped my mom's i-Pod too. I am groovin along to the tunes of some indy band that she and I love. Don't worry about me, I brought my furry pad and some snacks, and so far, I've managed to sneak out and back in while Gussie is off using the facilities at the rest stop.
I thought I was toast for a minute in Oklahoma, but I managed to sneak back into the trunk when he put the laptop away.
Gussie must've paid someone to goose up the Gussiemobile as well. We are just nearly flying, and so far he has been below the radar for the fuzz, so to speak! I think we are almost in Missouri. We should hit Butchy and Snickers place about noon their time! I think that is when I will make my entrance.
I also managed to "borrow" an ATT card thingy from stodgy old Brian, and I don't have to wait for a rest stop to post. As long as the light is green on my little card, I am good to go!
Wow. I can't wait to meet you all. Can anybody tell me if my heart throb Tanner is comin?
Will post this now,
Ride 'em Cowboys
Howdy Parners and Pardettes
Greetings from the open road.
I am heading toward Iowa to pick up Butchy and Miss Snickers. Then we will stop for a few more passengers before finally making our way to the big hoedown celebrating the natal days of my bloggin pals, Asta and Bailey.
I have kidnapped the laptop, since I observed that many roadside rest areas now have wireless. I will be posting periodically just to let you know how things are going.
kissies from Gussie
22 September 2007
2. BARB. That is what my Dad calls her, and that is what the people at the store all call her. Aunt Marie and Uncle Ray, however call her
3. BARBARA ANN! But usually only when they are irritated at her, which is pretty often. Also, there is this song by that name, and I just know it was writtened about MY MUZZER! Oh, and she was really ticked off at John Mc Cain when he made fun of her song
4. MOM is what Teka calls her, because that is what my sister E.Beth calls her, and it is a nice name, just short, like her.
5. And only a few special people, like our friends Steve and Sue in Memphis, and Jack and Kathy in South Carolina, her pal Brian in Minnesota, and of course Marty and the gang is St. Loulis, call her BARBIE! But if I do that, or if you do that, she gets pretty huffy.
And for those of you who have never seen my muzzer, here is a picture of her in a town called San Francisco, which is one of her flavorite spots to visit, but she wouldn't want to live there, cause she would be fat on all that good food! But I want to go there with her sometime, cause she says it is a great place for walkies!
19 September 2007
17 September 2007
SHHHH! It's a Surprise......
And here I am, checking out the tape job on the other side.
Ok Muzzer, you did a good job. Now take it to the Post Office!
This is our post office in Tempe, Azrizona.
See, that is what they put on the wall there, except
they mis-spelled Azrizona!
This is the machine that muzzer says saves her lots of time!
I have never seen it close up, because the post office in Tempe is
not as good as the post office in Lexington, VA. In Lexington, when
I was mailing a package, I could go right up to the window to make sure
that Muzzer did things right and the package was safe.
Here, muzzer takes pictures so I can check up on her!
Gotta keep her on her toes you know.
Here is the schedule for when items will be picked up from
the parcel slot. See there, under Monday-Friday
it says the last pickup today (Monday) is 5:30 pm.
And, muzzer got it in the slot before that time, so Asta should see it soon.
Now, don't you doggies tell Asta that there is a box coming. Remember:
It is a surprise!!!!
13 September 2007
Look what muzzer's friend sent her
And I said..."Muzzer, Muzzer look at that one!"
And she just kept scrolling through the pictures.
And I said...."Muzzer, Muzzer I saw my friend there!"
And she looked at me funny and said "What do you want Gussie? We have already watched the Tanner video four times!"
And I said..."NO muzzer. LOOK at that picture there."
And she finally LOOKED at that picture and she said "Oh my....That picture looks like your friend
And it does. Don't you think so too?
And the moral of this story is.......
Surfer Matt Smolenski, right, and Joe Riopelle help save a dog who was swept off a pier into Lake Michigan in Grand Haven, Mich., on Tuesday.
Matt Smolenski, 25, said he grabbed the pooch's collar just as the exhausted, black-and-brown mixed breed stopped dog-paddling on Tuesday. "He put the dog up on his surfboard, and the dog rode the surfboard in to shore," said Royce Rodgers, an off-duty Muskegon Heights police officer who witnessed the rescue. As the dog crouched on the board, Smolenski held on from the water, fighting large waves and a strong current all the way to shore.
12 September 2007
Some Answers for Koobuss!
1. Favorite Major League baseball team – St. Louis Cardinals
2. Favorite NFL team – Minnesota Vikings
3. Favorite college football team – Minnesota Gophers
4. Favorite NBA team – New York Knicks ca. 1970s with Bill Bradley, Dave Debusscher, Earl “the Pearl” Monroe and Jerry Lucas.
5. Favorite college basketball team – Minnesota Gophers – again from the 1970s, with the exception of the “fight squad” of 1972
6. Favorite NHL team – St. Louis Blues, ca 1966-1970
7. Favorite minor league teams, if you have any - Memphis Redbirds
8. Favorite individual players, any sport, if you have any Bill Bradley, Luis Gonzales, Stanley F. Musial, Ozzie Smith, Earl Monroe and Albert Pujolz
9. Favorite NASCAR driver – um……
10. Favorite golfer –Gpapaw (Grandpa)
11. Favorite tennis player Billie Jean King
12. Any other favorites you have that are not on the list, such as high school team, college alma mater, etc..................... The Rivermen at UMSL
13. Favorite mascot – Goldie the Gopher
14. Favorite team colors – Blue and Gold
15. Best looking uniforms – Men’s Basketball, ca. 1973, Baseball uniforms 1930-1955, Knute Rockne era football uniforms
16. Worst looking uniforms – Men’s professional Baseball and Basketball in the US NOW !
09 September 2007
We're just wild about.....
Our blogfriend Just Harry is celebrating Harry Day in honor of the day he was 'dopted by his family. In honor of this special day, we have composed a special song just for Just Harry. It is set to the tune of (aha!) I'm Just Wild About Harry which muzzer says was Harry Truman's campaign song. For those of you who are much younger than she is...here is the URL to hear the tune of the chorus: http://froggyeve.tripod.com/sounds/ofe_harry.wav
Now...A song for Just Harry
We're in love with Just Harry
And Harry loves us you see
We brought him home and gave him scritchies
They fill him with ecstasy
He likes to play games with Jakey
And sit upon his mommy's knee
So We're in Love with Just Harry
And Harry's wild about - Cannot live without
His Plantation Family
My Favorite words....
04 September 2007
Please bring your dog. This is not an off-leash area so bring your leash. (That’s another story all together.) We want you to come even if you don’t have a dog! We are asking that everyone who helped, no matter if you just called to say you were thinking and praying for Kaiser, forwarded the email or whatever---attend. We can’t wait to meet all the amazing people who knew us or didn’t that came to our rescue and were our heroes. And please forward this to all those you sent the other Kaiser emails to.
Don’t forget we will have a truck there to collect donations of unopened bags of dog food (or any pet food), new dog toys, collars and leashes or a cash donation; all will be donated to the local shelters and some of the rescue groups in Kaiser’s name. (Sometimes the dollar stores have a good variety of collars, toys, etc., and Ryan’s Pets has cheap toys.)
We are going to have a couple special guests in attendance; Mary Hosman who is the owner of A Pawsitive Experience Too, LLC, Professional Pet Sitting. Mary has been providing loving pet care in Gilbert and Chandler since 2002. For additional information, please visit http://www.pawsitiveaz.com/ , http://us.f538.mail.yahoo.com/ym/Compose?To=Mary@PawsitiveAZ.com 480-720-7600. And Donna Yuritic, who is announcing a new book just released. Donna is a certified Animal Chaplain. ANIMAL ANGELS: PAWS TO REMEMBER, her new book is about how to talk to your children about the loss of their animal companion. Donna will be on hand to sign books and to talk about her Ministry, Compassion For Creatures. Her website is http://www.compassionforcreatures.com/ and you can order a book by e-mailing her at http://us.f538.mail.yahoo.com/ym/Compose?Toemail@example.com Books are $14.95 plus shipping. Part of the proceeds benefit Az. Humane Society and Best Friends Animal Sanctuary. There might be some representatives of some of the rescue groups too.
We will have water, soda and light snacks. Be sure to bring your camera to capture all the wonderful pets and people!"