Saturday, April 30, 2011

Wow, What a Difference Two Weeks Makes Part 2

Well, it has been some time since y’all have heard from me and boy a lot has happened. The biggest “event” was surviving the Alabama tornadoes on Wednesday 27 April. Thankfully my foster family, our community, and I were not in the path of any tornado. We had some wind and rain but were spared of any damage. After the storms we did lose cell service for one-and-a-half days, power for two-and-a-half days, but our water kept working (yea!). As of 30 April we now have full internet service. Our friends across the river in Huntsville are still out of power as of the night of 30 April. So we are very thankful to have our power back and HOT WATER for our foster family to shower. We appreciate the ongoing prayers and volunteer efforts by so many. They are needed.

What a week, another big event (to me) was that on Monday the 25th I was neutered and micro-chipped. That neutering part was no fun. I sure was woozy afterwards but I did not want to sit or lay down. So I did a lot of standing and leaning on my foster daddy. I even tried to sleep standing with my head in his lap. It was kind of silly but that’s me. I spent that night trying to sleep with a Cone of Shame around my head. That was NO FUN. But after that my fosters were nice and gave me the chance to be good without it. I passed that test with flying colors. I’ve not chewed up my stitches and am healing very nicely.

I have even started sleeping outside my crate next to my fosters bed. I sleep beside Heather Belle, am not restless or noisy, and can stretch right out much more than in the crate (even though it is big).

My fosters say that I continue to leash walk very well. I am much less skittish and more confident. Being away from the shelter environment has been so good for me. I am a very good boy.

Another neat event was the arrival of my Bama Bully Rescue gift package. Boy was I excited. Pictures and story are below. Thank you BBR, Garland, and all those who donated to make it possible.

Which brings me to the final event. In the BBR package was a neat dog collar with Snoopy portraits on it. One of my foster family sisters is nicknamed Snoopy so I am wearing it proudly. Plus it led to my new name. You may know that I was tagged with the name Ricky at the shelter but my fosters had the opportunity to give me a permanent name based on my personality. At Snoopy’s suggestion I am now Charlie Brown. My foster family’s dogs all have two names so this works out perfectly. One funny note, for awhile they considered calling me George, as in Curious George! I am very curious so that name would have fit me too. But….

I am happy to meet you, I am now Charlie Brown.

Without further yapping on my part, here’s some recent pictures!

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Here's me getting ready to be silly with a blanket.
Watch me roll over and attack.

Here I've started my roll...

Here I've rolled over tugging the blanket along....

Here I'm teaching this blanket a lesson, bad blanket, bad blanket!

Now it's time to attack that rope!
That's Stormy Sky over my shoulder having to be nice despite every
fiber in her being wanting to come down and get that rope. HA!

Here's me profiling with my rope.
I really am handsome.

Now it is treats time.
Look at silly Heather Belle sticking her tongue out for my treat. Silly girl.
Notice how good I am at sitting.

Our whole clan sitting in formation.
Even Sparky the mixed retriever/beagle is in the hallway.
Sparky is still not sure about me. But we are becoming friends too.
My friend Stormy Sky is the blue and white girl and has really become a great rasslin' partner.
Stormy needs to burn off energy and so do I. It's a beautiful thing.

This having to sit patiently can really get boring sometimes.

Heather Belle is always looking for the most comfortable spot.
You are welcome to it girl.
That means freedom for me - WaHoo!

Wow, What a Difference Two Weeks Makes Part 1

Sorry I've been away so long, but even before the storms we've been very busy. As many of you know I got a BBR goodies package on April 22nd. Wow, was I ever excited over it. Thanks to Garland, BBR, and the volunteers/donors who made it possible. Here's some pictures of my happy time.

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The mystery package arrives. Wahoo!

Why do I have to sit here like this?

WOW - Look at all the great goodies I got.

Decisions, decisions....

I want to play with this ball!

No wait, I want this chewy!

Hey Wait, this stuffed chewy looks good too.

Oh, I'm in smell heaven....

So many choices, what next?

OK, to thank BBR I'll sit nicely for a picture.

Now, back to the FUN... AIRBORNE!

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Having Fun With My Rawhide Chewie

I had to share my last photos of the day. I love toys. They are especially fun to throw around the room. I shake my head and fling them, then try to figure out where they went. Then I bury them in the blanket and toss it around trying to find them. Life is fun when you are carefree (and out of that shelter - Yippee!).

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Here's what happens after you have so much fun.

Another contented day. My work is done here.

New Photos!

I am getting settled into my new home. I have my very own crate, mostly for sleeping. I am eating very well. I love toys. I can get real goofy playing with my chewy rawhide. I like to flip it into the air and bury it under a blanket. Then I hunt for it. I like toys in general.

So, now, to pictures of a CLEAN me. In my humble opinion this blog is properly titled!

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I love laying my head in laps and asking "Can I sit here?"

Yea, I am still intact. But I barely know I'm a male.
I squat to pee, how embarrassing is that?
I really am just an overgrown puppy.
My fosters say they will be taking care of this "male problem".
What does that mean?

What are you doing?

What's going on in the kitchen?

Squeaky clean, that's me.

I have a toy, guess what it is.

Guess yet?

Here's a peek.

How soon can I destroy it? That is OK, right?

Let me nibble on this little part here.

What's this smell?

This will be easier to destroy if I use both paws.

Stay tuned. My chewie photos coming when I get more time.

Friday, April 15, 2011

I Am Home!

Hey folks, it is me Ricky again. Sorry I have been slow to write but it has been very eventful for me these past few days. Here is the latest news.

My fosters came to get me yesterday! Wahoo! They spent all day on the road coming from Upper Alabama to Lower Alabama where I was temporarily living with a whole bunch of other Pibble buddies. I even got to ride with one of those buddies on the way back to Birmingham. We brought "Asia" along so she could go to her foster home too. Ain't that neat! Two for the price of one. We rode together in the back of a minivan in our very own crates. My fosters said we both rode so well. I laid down and rested quite a bit. I have pictures below but let's finish this part first.

I got a bath today! Really, in a bathtub even. Nice and warm with lots of good shampoo. I laid my head patiently on my fosters chest while he shampooed my whole face and head. He was able to clean me up real good, not only there but everywhere. My fosters say I really needed it and I guess they were right. Even I think I smell better now. I got my flea medicine application afterwards also since I had a few of them. But thankfully I was not infested.

Then, off to the veterinarian we went. I liked her and she seemed to like me too. She was very nice to me, even when giving me all my shots. She said the small wound at the base of my tail was healing nicely. Where I got that wound I don't remember but the Dothan shelter folks and a kind veterinarian had worked on it to help it heal and apparently did a nice job. Now, if only that hair will grow back no one will ever see it. While getting shots the vet. tech was really nice and giving me some wonderful treats. Once again I was very gentle in taking them from her fingers. They all said I was great. I weighted 55 lbs and the vet. said I could easily put 3 to 5 more lbs. on to fill out some more. I am tall and long-legged so I carry this weight well, I sure don't look fat! The vet. agreed that I am probably 10-11 months old and will still grow a bit.

OK, I know what all y'all are waiting for - PICTURES. But, I must apologize for my fosters. They had camera malfunctions and did not know it. Some of these are fuzzy but at least you get the picture (sort of, ha-ha) on our journey.

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Here we have just loaded up. Ready to go HOME!
Asia on the left, me on the right.

Asia relaxing, me still wondering what's happening

Here's Asia as we head down the road.

Asia resting.

Me resting.

Me again. Wondering what is going on?

We took a potty break. Here is Asia.

Here I am walking around and checking my environment.
Everything seems new to me. I am very much still just a big puppy.

I am learning to wear a collar and walk on a leash. It is new to me.
My fosters say I am learning quickly.

I am learning sit also.

Don't I look good!

I'm a lucky boy, lucky boy...

Here we go, walking again.

Stay tuned. More pictures soon... I hope.
Especially since I've had a bath!