Hello All-
Been a while! Bet you think I forgot about all of you; fat chance! I am still here, getting older everyday. I am still hanging in my Sebastopol foster home; waiting for the BIG day when I go to a forever home!
I am just as happy and energetic as ever. The tail never stops going and I have lots of other dogs to play with. I have a big crate to eat in and stay in if Robert needs to run an errand. I have an even a bigger crate to sleep in, which I do without any problems.
I still have yet to catch one of those pesky gophers, but it is not for lack of trying. The other day I spied a chicken (neighbor's) in the horse pasture area. Robert spoiled my fun by rescuing it before I could investigate (that's twice now, once with the duck and now the chicken!). I even stopped to point it!
Robert was gone for a while and I missed him; he is a good buddy, especially compared to his wife (oh, that ought to get him in the doghouse along with me! lol). I have not gone off wandering on my own ever since Madame X (Maddie) went to a new foster home. It just is not the same running off on your own....
I am really enjoying what it is to be loved! I never knew life could be so good. I am not chained up all day. I spend most of my time in the house. I come and go outside at will and am never really crated for more than an hour or two; and I always get cookies for being good. I watch TV on weekends with Nancy and she sits on the floor with me 'cuz I don't get on the couch or chairs.
I still don't let Robert do my nails but he can check my mouth, examine my body, clean my ears and treat any injuries I get; maybe in time! I love to lay on a cushion by his side when he works on the computer because he can lean over and rub my tummy, which I like a lot!
The weather has been really nice, cool and foggy in the morning and sunny and warm (not hot) in the afternoon. The evenings are cool and pleasant. I am so thankful to be out of that shelter in Fairfield. Now, if someone would just adopt me!
Thanks all for following my blog and looking out for me! Robert has been very busy with projects and school (advanced nuclear weapons technology for personal use).
I love all of you!
Send me a comment or two!
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
06.27.2010 (Sunday) * Day 30
Hello all! Well, here it is, a full month I've been in foster and not a single inquiry about me. How sad is that?
I am doing very well here; getting along with the other dogs but I do bug Rothko, the other foster dog, a bit. What I really need is one or two children to play with me and let me chase them, or them me. I love kids and I can keep up with their energy level. I have been keeping busy chasing balls, and kongs and chew toys and birds. When I get too warm, I just come in and lie on the floor in front of the new screen door Robert installed just for us. Sometimes I lie in front of a fan or on a dog bed in the kitchen; whatever suits my mood.
I am doing very well here; getting along with the other dogs but I do bug Rothko, the other foster dog, a bit. What I really need is one or two children to play with me and let me chase them, or them me. I love kids and I can keep up with their energy level. I have been keeping busy chasing balls, and kongs and chew toys and birds. When I get too warm, I just come in and lie on the floor in front of the new screen door Robert installed just for us. Sometimes I lie in front of a fan or on a dog bed in the kitchen; whatever suits my mood.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
06.15.2010 (Tuesday) * Day 18
Greetings all! And a special thanks to Rita for joining my blog as a follower.
Was a very warm day here on Sunday (the 13th) though a late afternoon breeze made for a comfortable evening. Nancy arrived here about 3:30pm with all kinds of goodies that Tommy won at the VCNC Specialty Dog Show. Gracie had a couple of new toys in tow that I'd have liked to get my mouth on, but no such luck.
Robert was gone most of the day on Monday at a dental appointment in San Jose so Rothko and I did our best to drive her crazy (it worked!). Robert got home around 3:00 and we all went berserk greeting him. It was a warm day, but still a bit cooler than Sunday. I think summer has arrived at last.
Nancy and Gracie went back to San Jose this morning so things are pretty much back to the status quo here with just Rothko, myself, Dolly and Phoenix.
We had a bit of excitement tonight when a wild female duck flew into the horse pasture, qucking wildly, then flew off to the pasture next door. Minutes later she was back in the pasture calling wildly (for her date/mate?). Suddenly, out of nowhere comes a male duck who missed his approach into the horse pasture and make a steeply banked short approach into the dog yard! Well, this did not have the makings of a happy ending... Robert went out to watch to see if he would fly off again before trouble ensued...no such luck. Phoenix, Rothko and I spied the duck and Phoenix decided it was going to be dessert. I sort of joined in and Rothko to some extent (the pack mentality overwhelmed me). Robert rushed in to break up the squabble but had his hands full with the very persistent Phoenix and myself. The duck, who later was identified as FAD (decode that name yet?) or his sidekick (unnamed), was too winded to fly out of the dog yard. Fortunately, Dolly (aka, the weasel killer) did not make an appearance or the duck would be soup by now. The duck was really stressed and not at all cooperative with Robert in letting himself be rescued. Finally, after several charges by Phoenix and a couple of fly-bys by myself, the duck concluded that it was better off being captured by Robert than being left to the dogs (literally). Robert picked him up and carried him across the dog yard held aloft over his head so we could not jump and attack him. The horses were all in their stalls eating but had come out into their paddocks to see what all the shouting was over. Needless to say, they all went nuts seeing Robert carrying this terrified duck over his head approaching the gate leading to the horse pasture where the duck could safely beat a hasty retreat. Once in the horse pasture, the duck wasted no time in scurrying up the driveway to its home. And the female duck? Well she left in the midst of the fracas and was nowhere to be found. I guess this meant no date, no hookup or no FAD as the case might have been... The joys of country living. The question is, will the duck be back? Did it learn anything? Time will tell....
For our next interaction with wildlife I will be reporting on the baby owl status after observing them tonight...stay tuned.
Was a very warm day here on Sunday (the 13th) though a late afternoon breeze made for a comfortable evening. Nancy arrived here about 3:30pm with all kinds of goodies that Tommy won at the VCNC Specialty Dog Show. Gracie had a couple of new toys in tow that I'd have liked to get my mouth on, but no such luck.
Robert was gone most of the day on Monday at a dental appointment in San Jose so Rothko and I did our best to drive her crazy (it worked!). Robert got home around 3:00 and we all went berserk greeting him. It was a warm day, but still a bit cooler than Sunday. I think summer has arrived at last.
Nancy and Gracie went back to San Jose this morning so things are pretty much back to the status quo here with just Rothko, myself, Dolly and Phoenix.
We had a bit of excitement tonight when a wild female duck flew into the horse pasture, qucking wildly, then flew off to the pasture next door. Minutes later she was back in the pasture calling wildly (for her date/mate?). Suddenly, out of nowhere comes a male duck who missed his approach into the horse pasture and make a steeply banked short approach into the dog yard! Well, this did not have the makings of a happy ending... Robert went out to watch to see if he would fly off again before trouble ensued...no such luck. Phoenix, Rothko and I spied the duck and Phoenix decided it was going to be dessert. I sort of joined in and Rothko to some extent (the pack mentality overwhelmed me). Robert rushed in to break up the squabble but had his hands full with the very persistent Phoenix and myself. The duck, who later was identified as FAD (decode that name yet?) or his sidekick (unnamed), was too winded to fly out of the dog yard. Fortunately, Dolly (aka, the weasel killer) did not make an appearance or the duck would be soup by now. The duck was really stressed and not at all cooperative with Robert in letting himself be rescued. Finally, after several charges by Phoenix and a couple of fly-bys by myself, the duck concluded that it was better off being captured by Robert than being left to the dogs (literally). Robert picked him up and carried him across the dog yard held aloft over his head so we could not jump and attack him. The horses were all in their stalls eating but had come out into their paddocks to see what all the shouting was over. Needless to say, they all went nuts seeing Robert carrying this terrified duck over his head approaching the gate leading to the horse pasture where the duck could safely beat a hasty retreat. Once in the horse pasture, the duck wasted no time in scurrying up the driveway to its home. And the female duck? Well she left in the midst of the fracas and was nowhere to be found. I guess this meant no date, no hookup or no FAD as the case might have been... The joys of country living. The question is, will the duck be back? Did it learn anything? Time will tell....
For our next interaction with wildlife I will be reporting on the baby owl status after observing them tonight...stay tuned.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
06.12.2010 (Saturday) * Day 15
Good evening to all!
It has been couple of days since my last post, but a lot has not changed with me. I am doing well, eating just fine after being switched over to a new dog food. I am a quiet sleeper, secure in my crate next to the bed. Rothko is the same way, though his crate is the size of the Playboy mansion!
Dolly and Phoenix sleep with Robert or in another bedroom. It has been pretty warm here so the windows are open and the fans are a twirlin'.
Robert has been doing lots of yard work; mowing, weed whacking, moving piles of manure and fixing equipment as it breaks down. The other day it was one of the four weed whackers which got fixed today. The lawn tractor has been misbehaving and needs a valve adjustment; possibly more.
Our visiting duck, who appears on schedule like clockwork, has a name. It is FAD. This is a G-rated blog and I cannot tell you what it stands for; use your imagination. He comes in the morning and evening. Robert had to put up some protection for the budding asparagus; FAD likes to walk through the asparagus bed on his way to the horse pasture.
The horses are on Robert's S**t list; they decided to run through the electric tape fence while it was off so Robert could consolidate the manure pile. There are several broken fence poles; always something....
Nancy is due home tomorrow from the VCNC Specialty dog show. Gracie will be here so there will be one more vizsla in the mix.
The mother owl has been busy sitting on her nest in the owl box and she and her mate are busy hunting every night. I am not sure what is going on; I cannot hear the babies but they certainly should have been hatched by now. I will have to get the big ladder out and take a peek; just don't want mom charging out of the box with talons exposed ready to attack me 15' up in the air! It is bad enough when the chicks get all pissy and hissy when I look in; but they are defenseless; all talk and no bite!
That is about it for me; wish I had more to share about myself (and less about Robert).
If you want a sweet loving dog, great with kids and devoted to humans, think about me. Yes, I know I am a mixed breed, but I had nothing to do with that! Give Cooter a chance!
Peace, brothers and sisters...
It has been couple of days since my last post, but a lot has not changed with me. I am doing well, eating just fine after being switched over to a new dog food. I am a quiet sleeper, secure in my crate next to the bed. Rothko is the same way, though his crate is the size of the Playboy mansion!
Dolly and Phoenix sleep with Robert or in another bedroom. It has been pretty warm here so the windows are open and the fans are a twirlin'.
Robert has been doing lots of yard work; mowing, weed whacking, moving piles of manure and fixing equipment as it breaks down. The other day it was one of the four weed whackers which got fixed today. The lawn tractor has been misbehaving and needs a valve adjustment; possibly more.
Our visiting duck, who appears on schedule like clockwork, has a name. It is FAD. This is a G-rated blog and I cannot tell you what it stands for; use your imagination. He comes in the morning and evening. Robert had to put up some protection for the budding asparagus; FAD likes to walk through the asparagus bed on his way to the horse pasture.
The horses are on Robert's S**t list; they decided to run through the electric tape fence while it was off so Robert could consolidate the manure pile. There are several broken fence poles; always something....
Nancy is due home tomorrow from the VCNC Specialty dog show. Gracie will be here so there will be one more vizsla in the mix.
The mother owl has been busy sitting on her nest in the owl box and she and her mate are busy hunting every night. I am not sure what is going on; I cannot hear the babies but they certainly should have been hatched by now. I will have to get the big ladder out and take a peek; just don't want mom charging out of the box with talons exposed ready to attack me 15' up in the air! It is bad enough when the chicks get all pissy and hissy when I look in; but they are defenseless; all talk and no bite!
That is about it for me; wish I had more to share about myself (and less about Robert).
If you want a sweet loving dog, great with kids and devoted to humans, think about me. Yes, I know I am a mixed breed, but I had nothing to do with that! Give Cooter a chance!
Peace, brothers and sisters...
Thursday, June 10, 2010
06.09.2010 (Wednesday) * Day 12
Hello all from Sebastopol, location of my foster home!
Not much new today. Robert did a bunch of yard work, weed whacking and mowing. I am pretty used to the noise now. The backyard is mowed really short and the weeds by the fence are gone. Makes it really easy to see where I (and the others) do our business, as well as where the gophers are active. The berry vines under the deck are gone and I can now lie in the shade of the deck without having to do battle with berry stickers. Robert looks like he was attacked by a cat after pulling the berry vines out by their roots under the deck. I mean, WTF, the guy wears shorts and a tee-shirt to do everything! I like to lick the blood from his legs after he comes in from a day of weed whacking! Who needs to be rescued here?
The duck, FAD (can you guess what it stands for?) makes his usual morning and evening visit. What a quack (pun intended)! He does nothing for me but the others here go ballistic. He is totally non-plus about just about everything, including the lawn tractor, which is sounding rather poorly as of late (do I hear engine overhaul?). About the furthest he can fly is 15' at a maximum altitude of 3 feet. Guess at least he does not need airspace clearance for that!
The pipe on the well's pressure tank broke this evening and Robert was out there till 7:30pm depriving Week's Drilling and Wells of an after-hours call. The guy is amazing; a McGuyver (sp?) in his own right; and he can cook, clean, iron and sew as well. Hmmm, no wonder Nancy keeps him around.
That is about it. We are all doing fine. Nancy and Gracie will be home Sunday night. I like her! She is tough but I like a stern woman (female domination!). She reminds me of my mother when I was a pup; put me on my back and grab me by the throat. I have SUBMISSIVE down pat! I am truly a sweet lover boy, asleep on a dog bed next to Robert while he does my typing for me.
Take care, dog bless and we will blog again tomorrow.
Not much new today. Robert did a bunch of yard work, weed whacking and mowing. I am pretty used to the noise now. The backyard is mowed really short and the weeds by the fence are gone. Makes it really easy to see where I (and the others) do our business, as well as where the gophers are active. The berry vines under the deck are gone and I can now lie in the shade of the deck without having to do battle with berry stickers. Robert looks like he was attacked by a cat after pulling the berry vines out by their roots under the deck. I mean, WTF, the guy wears shorts and a tee-shirt to do everything! I like to lick the blood from his legs after he comes in from a day of weed whacking! Who needs to be rescued here?
The duck, FAD (can you guess what it stands for?) makes his usual morning and evening visit. What a quack (pun intended)! He does nothing for me but the others here go ballistic. He is totally non-plus about just about everything, including the lawn tractor, which is sounding rather poorly as of late (do I hear engine overhaul?). About the furthest he can fly is 15' at a maximum altitude of 3 feet. Guess at least he does not need airspace clearance for that!
The pipe on the well's pressure tank broke this evening and Robert was out there till 7:30pm depriving Week's Drilling and Wells of an after-hours call. The guy is amazing; a McGuyver (sp?) in his own right; and he can cook, clean, iron and sew as well. Hmmm, no wonder Nancy keeps him around.
That is about it. We are all doing fine. Nancy and Gracie will be home Sunday night. I like her! She is tough but I like a stern woman (female domination!). She reminds me of my mother when I was a pup; put me on my back and grab me by the throat. I have SUBMISSIVE down pat! I am truly a sweet lover boy, asleep on a dog bed next to Robert while he does my typing for me.
Take care, dog bless and we will blog again tomorrow.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
06.08.2010 (Tuesday) * Day 11
Good evening friends, followers and visitors!
What an amazing day I had!
First, I got over my fear of the John Deere lawn tractor. That may not seem like earth shattering news to you but it was well received by Robert. Apparently, mowing two acres with a dog trying to bite the rear tires is NOT an easy task. I don't know why I am OK with it now, but perhaps it is because it does not bother any of the other dogs. I mean, Phoenix likes to ride in Robert's lap while he mows! Of course, Phoenix is a bit out on the ledge but if you tell him I said that I'll pee in your shoes.
Secondly, I have discovered birds! Any birds; crows, vultures, blackbirds, robins, swallows, finches, quail, ducks...it doesn't matter. I don't care if they are on the ground or 200 feet in the air! I chase after them with glee, leaping into the air like Super Fly and with the biggest smile on my face you could ever imagine! Where have they been all my life? I have to be careful when I run while I am looking up into the sky after a flying specimen so I don't strain (as in go through a strainer or sieve) myself going through the horse fence at full bore! Wow, I am SO happy chasing them!
Finally, I have discovered gophers, or rather their holes! There are a million of them around and I sniff each and every one of them for recent activity; but I DON'T dig them up like Rothko. Robert watches me carefully in the event I find a "hot spot". Then it is SNIPER time for him! Think of Tom Berringer as a pudgy 58 year old (lol)!
Does life get any better.? If only Robert had a Kodak Zi8 so he could video me with my big smile while I chase the birds; you'd adopt me in a heartbeat!
Life is good! Thanks for visiting and Dog Bless!
What an amazing day I had!
First, I got over my fear of the John Deere lawn tractor. That may not seem like earth shattering news to you but it was well received by Robert. Apparently, mowing two acres with a dog trying to bite the rear tires is NOT an easy task. I don't know why I am OK with it now, but perhaps it is because it does not bother any of the other dogs. I mean, Phoenix likes to ride in Robert's lap while he mows! Of course, Phoenix is a bit out on the ledge but if you tell him I said that I'll pee in your shoes.
Secondly, I have discovered birds! Any birds; crows, vultures, blackbirds, robins, swallows, finches, quail, ducks...it doesn't matter. I don't care if they are on the ground or 200 feet in the air! I chase after them with glee, leaping into the air like Super Fly and with the biggest smile on my face you could ever imagine! Where have they been all my life? I have to be careful when I run while I am looking up into the sky after a flying specimen so I don't strain (as in go through a strainer or sieve) myself going through the horse fence at full bore! Wow, I am SO happy chasing them!
Finally, I have discovered gophers, or rather their holes! There are a million of them around and I sniff each and every one of them for recent activity; but I DON'T dig them up like Rothko. Robert watches me carefully in the event I find a "hot spot". Then it is SNIPER time for him! Think of Tom Berringer as a pudgy 58 year old (lol)!
Does life get any better.? If only Robert had a Kodak Zi8 so he could video me with my big smile while I chase the birds; you'd adopt me in a heartbeat!
Life is good! Thanks for visiting and Dog Bless!
Monday, June 7, 2010
06.07.2010 (Monday) * Day 10
Special THANKS to Bill, Elizabeth and Nancy for following my site!
Greetings from my foster home. Another beautiful day here. Gracie, a resident vizsla, returned to San Jose with Nancy this morning so I have the top of the crates all to myself. Sometimes Phoenix joins me. We keep watch for the wandering duck from the neighbor's property above and sound the alarm when we see it.
I watched Robert work on the garden, changing irrigation lines and installing a new watering station. He also transplanted some lima beans and fertilized the corn. I can supervise him from the deck, so I do. I promised Nancy I'd keep an eye on him.
I am getting along with everyone and have settled into a very comfortable routine. I still get a little wiggy if Robert leaves but having the other dogs for company helps; and Robert always seems to return after a short while.
Still no prospective adoptive parents; that makes me kind of in purgatory, neither heaven or hell, but Robert and Nancy are great guardian angels (I myself am dognostic, believing in a greater canine power!).
Take care and dog bless, till tomorrow.
Greetings from my foster home. Another beautiful day here. Gracie, a resident vizsla, returned to San Jose with Nancy this morning so I have the top of the crates all to myself. Sometimes Phoenix joins me. We keep watch for the wandering duck from the neighbor's property above and sound the alarm when we see it.
I watched Robert work on the garden, changing irrigation lines and installing a new watering station. He also transplanted some lima beans and fertilized the corn. I can supervise him from the deck, so I do. I promised Nancy I'd keep an eye on him.
I am getting along with everyone and have settled into a very comfortable routine. I still get a little wiggy if Robert leaves but having the other dogs for company helps; and Robert always seems to return after a short while.
Still no prospective adoptive parents; that makes me kind of in purgatory, neither heaven or hell, but Robert and Nancy are great guardian angels (I myself am dognostic, believing in a greater canine power!).
Take care and dog bless, till tomorrow.
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