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  1. I'm on a homesteading site so I've crossposted the facebook page..I'm sending lots of good mojo for Yeager's safe return home.
  2. any update - I can cross post if he hasn't returned home yet.
  3. Wow...that is quite amazing. I hope Bella makes a full recovery!!
  4. Happy birthday to you and to Scooter...I'm sure he's tearing around at the Bridge having a great time being whole & healthy.
  5. Hi everyone, I know many of you have dealt with pups taken too early for various reasons. This is a 5 week old Shepherd/Husky/.... who knows what dog. It was a single pup that the mother had abandoned. My friend now has this puppy and wants to do things right (I'm not sure, but I think this is the very first puppy she has owned on her own) I know these next few weeks are critical for the pup. Does anyone have any practical suggestions on how she should work with this pup, especially where bite inhibition is concerned? Of course, all practical suggestions on raising a 5 week old are appreciated. thank you!
  6. Happy Gotcha day Daniel! May you have many more years of sharing your kind soul as a therapy dog
  7. Happy Birthday Twist! What a great birthday tribute
  8. What a handsome boy!! I'm with all the others...looks completely BC to me
  9. KrisK

    RIP Echo

    I am so sorry to hear about Echo. I can only imagine how hard it is for the children. Your children sound like they are very loving...maybe they can write some stories about Echo as a way to remember her. Run free at the Bridge Echo..
  10. KrisK


    I'm so sorry to hear about Buster. I understand that feeling of bewilderment - how is is possible to fade so quickly? You gave Buster a wonderful life of love. Run free at the Bridge Buster. "There is a cycle of love and death that shapes the lives of those who chose to travel in the company of animals. It is a cycle unlike any other. To those who have never lived through its turnings or walked its rocky path, our willingness to give our hearts with full knowledge that they will be broken seems incomprehensible. Only we know how small a price we pay for what we receive; our grief, no matter how powerful it may be, is an insufficient measure of the joy we have been given." Suzanne Clothier "Bones would Rain from the Sky"
  11. Mine do some digging as well, but fortunately no tiger pits! They all, LOVE, when I'm digging up sod for new flower beds. They tear apart the sod bits. And they all love, clay...especially in the spring. Not sure why, but I know exactly when they have been eating it - nothing like rock hard gray poop!
  12. Just to add to Julie's post - Jazz was a handsome traditional black & white with a heavy rough coat. I wanted my next BC to be the same, black and white, rough coat. Well, Flint is a tri colour and is more smooth coat. The only similarity was getting them as puppies and being males The right one, will find you. Good luck with your search. Angel will always remain a part of your heart.
  13. From what you have written, it sounds to me like she still has a good quality of life. She doesn't sound like she's in pain and eating well and not having other issues. I would let her continue to enjoy those things she seems to like to do - she WILL let you know when the time has come. Give her a scruffle for me - I have a soft spot for old dogs
  14. When I lost my Brandy, I was living alone and the house was so empty that I couldn't stand it. I found my Jazz and 8 weeks later, I had my first border collie. He was a lifesaver and though I mourned Brandy's death, I had to focus on this crazy energetic puppy. Last April, I lost my miniature schnauzer, Zachary at 17 1/2. I have two other dogs at home and had no real intentions of getting another. But as fate would have it, Flint my new puppy, was born just after Zachary's death and it seems to be right. I had thought to get a rescue, but it didn't work that way this time. So once again, a puppy came into the house to fill a void. I still miss all the dogs that have lived with me...but the pain is replaced by an overwhelming sense of joy for having had them here. And the funny thing is...when I'm missing them the most, one of their pictures will pop up on my computer screen its just a reminder that they really are always with me. You will know when it is the right time to welcome a new dog into your home - and it will be the right one for you. For now, know that your grieving is something many of us have experienced - and time does heal the wound. this essay also was a help to me... Where To Bury A Dog There are various places within which a dog may be buried. We are thinking now of a setter, whose coat was flame in the sunshine, and who, so far as we are aware, never entertained a mean or an unworthy thought. This setter is buried beneath a cherry tree, under four feet of garden loam, and at its proper season the cherry strews petals on the green lawn of his grave. Beneath a cherry tree, or an apple, or any flowering shrub of the garden, is an excellent place to bury a good dog. Beneath such trees, such shrubs, he slept in the drowsy summer, or gnawed at a flavorous bone, or lifted head to challenge some strange intruder. These are good places, in life or in death. Yet it is a small matter, and it touches sentiment more than anything else. For if the dog be well remembered, if sometimes he leaps through your dreams actual as in life, eyes kindling, questing, asking, laughing, begging, it matters not at all where that dog sleeps at long and at last. On a hill where the wind is unrebuked and the trees are roaring, or beside a stream he knew in puppyhood, or somewhere in the flatness of a pasture land, where most exhilarating cattle graze. It is all one to the dog, and all one to you, and nothing is gained, and nothing lost -- if memory lives. But there is one best place to bury a dog. One place that is best of all. If you bury him in this spot, the secret of which you must already have, he will come to you when you call -- come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death, and down the well-remembered path, and to your side again. And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel they should not growl at him, nor resent his coming, for he is yours and he belongs there. People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no whimper pitched too fine for mere audition, people who may never really have had a dog. Smile at them then, for you shall know something that is hidden from them, and which is well worth the knowing. The one best place to bury a good dog is in the heart of his master
  15. Oh my...she does sound like one tough cookie! Glad she's home and I'm sure she will mend much quicker being with her family
  16. I am so very sorry for your loss. It is devastating to lose a beloved companion so quickly. I lost my Jazz 2 years ago, very suddenly as well. He was not quite 11 years old and I thought he would live a much longer life. I also struggled - did I do what was right. I found this essay and although the pain of losing Jazz didn't diminish, I knew that I had made the right decision. I hope this will help you as well. Run free at the Bridge, Angel...there are many good dogs who are there with you. Dealing with the Guilt. Guilt. It's a word that can invoke in us the deepest, most terrible feelings of loss, horror, anger, and helplessness. Why did I do what I did? Why couldn't I have done more? Did I kill my beloved pet? Did I not do enough? Did I do too much? Did I put him/her down too soon? Did I wait too long? If only I had closed the gate. If only I had noticed sooner. If only I had waited longer. If only I had more money. If only I had rushed to the vet sooner. If only I had known more at the time. If only I had listened to my gut feelings. If only I had gone to a better vet. And we beat ourselves up for all these questions and "if-onlys". Why do we do this? Because we loved our pets. Because we wish we could have done more, or wish we had not done what we did. But we cannot bring them back. We cannot change what we did or did not do. What we can do is stop hurting ourselves over the guilt. Each of us, in our own way, did what we thought was right at the time, using what we knew and felt. Each of us tried to do the best we could, and did it with the intention of love. We are human beings, with frailties and faults. We don't know everything. We make mistakes. But we make them with the best of intentions. To hurt ourselves with the terrible additional pain of guilt is to do disservice to the love we felt for our pets. With very, very few exceptions, we did the best we knew to do at the time. Even if we feel that we didn't do what we should have, or did what we should not have, we have learned, and everyone will benefit from that knowledge now. Our beloved pets are gone, and out of pain. We still torture ourselves with the pain of guilt and doubt. It's human to do that, too, but are we being fair to ourselves? We loved, deeply, and that says that we have a deep capacity for love that many do not. We are basically good people. Should we not recognize that goodness, instead of inflicting pain on ourselves for what we could, or should, or should not have done? We took in a beloved creature, and gave him or her everything we could. We petted, we walked, we fed, we changed litterboxes, we played, we stroked, we sat sleepless on difficult nights. We cared, and did everything we knew to do at the time. And we looked in their eyes, and knew they understood that we loved them. If we didn't know enough, or made an innocent mistake, do we believe that they did not understand, and love and forgive us in spite of it? I believe they did, and that they do. We need to forgive ourselves. If we can, we can increase our knowledge, reach out to help others, and use our pain to make things better for our pets, for others' pets, and for those animals out there who are alone and lost. We can make a difference. But only if we quit hating ourselves, blaming ourselves, for being human. Let the guilt go. Know that your furbabies don't blame you; they understand, because they know your heart. Let yourself forgive yourself, and allow all the love you have to be there for another. There are so many who need it. Learn, and then teach. Keep learning, and don't stop. Every pebble of knowledge and caring you send out will ripple throughout the world, and keep growing. And perhaps in time, every animal will be loved, and well-cared for, and there will be a great golden age for the animals, and for those of us who love them. Ginger-lyn Summer September 10, 1999
  17. Oh Kristen, how awful! Sending lots of good mojo to you and Faye. She sounds like a super fit dog and I'm sure she will recover well.
  18. Okay, maybe 2 questions Of all the dogs I've had, Flint has the most extraordinary nose it seems. It is always on the ground. Since I can't feasibly start any stock training with him until next spring, I want to start teaching him to track (I have an excellent trainer in the area) and I took a few tracking sessions with Jazz - who loved tracking but never got to work stock. 1. Will teaching him to track have any negative impact on his future stock training? 2. Will teaching him to track encourage or discourage a desire to follow wildlife (deer, in particular) Thanks for your input...
  19. So very sorry to hear about Kodiak. I read your blog and marveled at his gentle ways with the lambs. He was a majestic looking fellow and his spirit will remain to guard over his flocks.
  20. Yesterday, Mr. Flint found the smallest of gaps in the chainlink fencing and wiggled his way under so he could put the ducks in order. He did not dig. He was in the yard with Cricket and Dusty as is the normal case. Thankfully, he came immediately when called, very proud of himself, I might add. I have not consciously taught him "that'll do" but when I gave him that, he stopped and returned to me. The command must be ingrained in his head from his puppyhood on the farm. Hoewever, on the rainiest day we've had in months, I've had to be outside reinforcing the chainlink fencing. I think I've got it down tight enough, I added extra temporary fencing on the inside of the yard and laid down logs as well. Now, that should keep him from going under....here's hoping he won't figure out a way to go over! THAT will create a whole new issue for sure!
  21. Cricket could compete in any wolf howl contest and win She is mournful when she howls - usually because I've decided to take a nice walk without her!
  22. KrisK

    RIP Burl

    I am so sorry to hear about Burl. What a tragic loss for all of your family.
  23. Absolutely, positively amazing Kudos to D'Elle for bringing him so far and what a pleasure to watch him in his new forever home!! I'll be watching for lots of Kelso updates
  24. I took my Jazz to work with me from the time he was 8 weeks old. I work in a seniors complex and Jazz loved his people. One day, I brought Jazz in to visit a man who was dying. I put Jazz up on his bed. Jazz stretched himself out so his entire body touched as much of the man as he could. We had been there for a while and I needed to get back into my office. There was no way Jazz was leaving...he actually bit my arm..not enough to break the skin but enough to say...This is where I need to be. We stayed a while longer and Jazz got up to leave. The man died the next day. Jazz never did that again. He loved his people but I never experienced that same behaviour. I hope that Tiga gets to help this young man and many more......
  25. Truly a wonderful story. I am sure that Tiga was the bridge for this little fellow. The family must have been so thrilled to hear him talking so much. Now that the door has been opened by Tiga, who knows how much progress he will make
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