Feathers, Fur and Fins

A comment was left on my entry yesterday and told me Stanley is doing great. He is being fostered by Respect-A-Bull in Vancouver and is doing fabulously. Here is what he looks like now:
He also has a Facebook page.
I have a huge soft spot for bullies, just look at my sidebar, and Stanley really, really struck a cord in me. If he wasn't in Canada I'd try and adopt him but a long trip to Hawaii might not be the best thing for him at this point. But I would love to give him a forever home. I think him and Axl and Lola would make a great pack, but that's the problem with living in Hawaii. I love happy endings and I don't think it could have happened to a more deserving dog.  Yea Stanley!!!  And thank you Monica for informing me where he is. 

Bullies are such a misunderstood breed.  I always tell people, you have not been loved until you've been loved by a pit bull.  They are the most loving dogs I've ever met and I've known or had all the "family pet" dogs - the labs and goldens, etc. Whenever I see a litter of pit bull puppies I think of them as loose diamonds. They can become beautiful, shining examples of their breed or they can be used by humans to destroy things. I always pray that they all end up in loving homes. I wish I could take them all in but I can't but I can educate people about how special this breed is. 

You have to watch this film....it will make you cry but it is definitely a happy ending....



I have always said that one person can make a difference, especially in the life of an animal. One person can do one thing and start the ball rolling. I would love to know how Stanley is doing now, I'll bet he's a whole new dog. So remember, if you're not part of the solution you're part of the problem.

Well, we have lost another parakeet. Back on January 5th we lost the Mama. I woke up one morning and she was just sitting in the corner of the cage not looking so good. About 2 hours later she was dead. We were initially worried that whatever killed her could kill the others, but they seemed fine. Since she died shortly after the babies fledged, I figured the strain of having babies killed her. Since then the 5 remaining parakeets have been fine, eating, flying around, making all kinds of noise and we forgot about it. This morning I saw the birds before I left for work and they all looked great. Tonight when I got home the Dad was dead on the bottom of the cage. No signs of illness, nothing. We got her and the Dad from a friend who got them from a friend who had gotten them from a friend......basically no one had any idea how old they were. So it's possible they died of old age. We'll be keeping a close eye on the remaining 4 and if they start to die off we'll have to quarantine them. Maybe I should get some life insurance quotesfor the parakeets...

My neighbors here are complete and total idiots. They have 3 or 4 little dogs, chihuahua/jack russell terrier types and they have no idea how to take care of dogs. They really don't. Just now I heard the dogs over their fighting and the fool neighbors are laughing and egging the dogs on. Then when the humans are tired of the fighting they yell at the dogs. What a bunch of idiots. I hope the dogs bite them but then the dogs might need dental implants Mexico style :) I will be glad if this all works out and we can move away from these fools. After the drug dealer lived there I just have such a bad attitude toward them.

Axl is skinny. He's got more meat on his bones than he did when we got him, but he's still skinny. He eats like crazy so I wonder how he stays so slim. Maybe he's taking clinislim and I don't know. Also, dogs are programed to sleep about 16 hours a day, you would think that would make them have a tendency to gain weight, but no. I know dogs get overweight, at one point Rocco weighed over 100 lbs. Right after we had him neutered he just ballooned up. It was crazy. We worked though and got his weight down to about 80 lbs. He was still heavy but to get him any lower we would have had to starve him and I didn't want to do that. Okay, why am I talking about this.......

I've just been too busy to blog.....How sad.....  We have developed a nice routine around here though. Every night after work we walk the dogs for 30-45 minutes (depends on the weather)..... On Sunday mornings I take each of them separately on a long walk.  Axl's walks take an hour or more.  He has a lot of endurance and likes to walk for loooonnnnnggggg time.......  Lola on the other hand has shorter legs and tires after 40 minutes of so.  In the evenings when our walks last 45 minutes she is exhausted.  Her Sunday walks are not so much about distance but more about taking her some place new.  She enjoys going new places so that's what I do for her. Last Sunday we went past the polo grounds and she got up close and personal with a horse.  She wasn't impressed at all. The horse really seemed to want to get to know Lols but Lola could not be bothered.  You would think someone was trying to show her how to how to get rid of blackheads instead of making friends with her. She's a funny dog......

That's the latest. It's pretty routine and that's okay for now.

I have to keep reminding myself that.  Lola and Axl really are puppies.  They are only 18 months old.  We rescued them in May and they were estimated to be about 10 months old.  Since no one knew their birthday I gave them one.  I counted back 10 months and ended up in July, so their birthday is July 4th :)  Anyway, at 18 months they really still are puppies.  Also, being together they act more like puppies then single dogs might.

Yesterday we got home late and Axl and Lola ended up being home alone longer than normal.  They pulled apart a patio chair and ate the foam cushion.  It was hard to get mad at them because I knew why it happened.  I just hoped they didn't actually eat any of the foam.  If they did we might need to get some colon cleansing pills to get it all out of them. That would be terrible. So I just keep saying, they are still puppies, they are still puppies, they are still puppies.........