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  1. Zavvi! Hi! Nice to meet another short stack. Us short guys gotta stick together. My main girlfren is short too. Lacifer sure is a cutie. Sounds like a paw full though. I know keepin that kitteh Rudy in line here can be a full time job. I get to see my old foster mom tomorrow. She’s gonna come visit for a minute in the morning. I’m upcited to see her. It was fun at her house. Miss Patsy, how is Mr Patsy’s nose? Did ya get the sticky off? Piggy who has to go out an do zoomies
  2. Thank you Miss Ducky. That horse I’m feeding carrots to is named Lava Man, he’s kind of a big deal. He won over 5 million bucks at the track an then was a pony horse for a long time. Now he lives at Old Friends, he has a Facebook page called I am Lava Man. His real birthday was yesterday and he is now 23 years old. Piggy will be back later to chat. Right now he’s busy playing with Ana and Rudy sue slave to a piggy
  3. Miss Patsy, I use hand cream or even lip balm to remove stickers on things. Maybe it would work on bandages too sue the slave to Piggy
  4. Miss Wiki, last time I was weighed the numbers said 65. So Andi , 20 pounders ain’t even close. I’m a short stocky boi. Mom an auntie Kristy measured me an my stays are 23” neck, 32” chesticles, 28” long, an my legs are jus 10”. When mom an auntie Kristy first saw my piste on the book of faces they thought I was a bigger Boston terrier size. Boy were they surprised when I showed up for my home visit Oh when I first got dopted an me my houndie fren Tsuni I could run under her but we weighed the same. Dont worry bout Rudy hurtin me. We get nose to nose when him hsssss, an then he wap-wap-waps me. But no murder mittens, he just uses his beans. He plays like a dog. Miss Patsy, my gramma, who mom inherited her house from, planted that Charlie guy. He is all over our yard, an the neighbors yards too. Everyone with 2 or 4 legs stay healthy. Oh an I forget who ask about me house sittin, Ana’s family are in Arizona for a week yet so I’m man of the her house. Piggy
  5. Oh boy, oh boy, my frens are home an nothin real bad, cept hurtin pockets for their rents. well I’m liven with Ana an the kitteh Rudy for the rest of the week. It’s been fun times! My house is liddle but this is a big place where I can run an have zoomies inside (he’s not kidding, my cousins live at their business and have converted the downstairs to living area with an apartment upstairs too. So there’s a long hallway, to run down plus there’s still a counter area in here. It was converted because they took in both their mothers when they couldn’t take care of themselves. His mom, my aunt by marriage, had dementia and her mom Alzheimer’s. Neither were mobile too. So it’s a bit unconventional but works great. Both moms were lost last year, my aunt in September and hers in December. Ana has lots of toys too, plus I have my own toy box here. Only bad thing is Rudy the kitteh. He makes a funny noise at me sometimes, sorta like hsssssssss. Then waps me with his feet’s. Oh an he tries to steal my food so mom locks him up at food time. I hope all the rents are feelin good now too. Oh an Miss Nancy of the Berg, mom says “oh wow, 40 years is wonderful” an we are happy you an Mr Doug gotta go out an have fun. Piggy who better go patrol the yard so my Ana is safe
  6. Miss Ducky, we just popped on to check on Flashy. It’s so scary to unknown injuries/issues. I hope you get her home, she’s comfortable and you get answers. I had a Rottweiler years ago that went to the ER more times than I want to think about for a swollen head/face, the worst was when her tongue was swelling down her throat. We did finally figure out it was either black widows or scorpions though. I lived in Arizona at the time and she would poke around my firewood at night. Piggy will be back to chat about staying with Ana and being beat on by the Kitteh sue the lurker and staff to Piggy ps, Miss Nancy I’m sending you a private message
  7. Miss Kathy, we are sending condolences. we are keepin everyone who are sickie or have other family members not feelin good in our thoughts. we had cold winds today but sposed to be warm tomorrow. I got 2 more days then I get to go stay at Ana’s while her rents are on a trip. Mom says we are gonna be there for bout 2 weeks. I’m gonna have fun playin with her an kitty Rudy. Bitzi, mom says we don’t have many pictures of the trip. She says she just stayed in the moment and enjoyed it. We do have a few that she is gonna put on the book of faces maybe tomorrow. If you want I can send mom’s name an you can check out our pictures. Mom can make them public I think, or you can friend her. Piggy social secretary
  8. Andi, mom was so upcited to see those horses. Lava Man was on her Bucket list. She really likes his old trainer, Doug O’Neill too. We have a win picture of a racehorse on our wall that is mom standing at the horses head, her ex hussman was the jockey, and a young Doug O’Neill. Oh, mom gave Old Friends a vintage gold pin that’s racehorses to auction off. It was her grate aunts and means a lot to her, but she felt it needs to be with the horses now. We got no heirs to leave it to and maybe it will get money for the farm. Piggy wantin to hit the road again
  9. I am back! Well we was back home sunnyday nite, but mom, bad staff person, didn’t let me typer. She said she was busy. We had a grate time! Well I stayed in the motor house with Ana mostly. But we gotted out for Wiki walkies a lot. We stayed at a KOA the first nite an there was a dog yard for zoomies. Lots of good sniffs too. On Satonday we drove a drove then the peoples got out a were gone for awhile but came back smellin funny. Mom said it was horses. They were at the Old Friends farm with the retired racehorses. If any of you follow horses or want to see them Old Friends have Facebook. My mom got to see the horses she really wanted to see, Lava Man, Silver Charm, and Little Silver Charm. She got to feed them carrots! She saw other horses too. But she loves Lava Man. Then we had to drive more on Sunnyday a the people went on a tour of Buffalo Trace a bourbon distillery. They all really enjoyed that too. Ana an me stayed on the couch in the Winnebago. When we got to walk at the distillery it smelled funny but were told it was sour mash that smelled different. An then we drove home. That was my trip. Mom is gonna put pictures on the book of faces later or tomorrow and maybe Miss Ducky will put them here. Only pictures of me an Ana Re in the Winnebago though. Piggy the travelin boi ps. I will add that at Buffalo Trace they are very dog friendly. If we wanted the dogs could have went on the tour. Only a couple places they wouldn’t have been able to go in. it was a very interesting experience sue the lurker and keeper of the pig
  10. Thank you so much for adding Phat Girl to the list (brought tears to my eyes to see her remembered with the others). She was knot a GH, but did belong to the WFUBC. She was honored to be accepted as a member. For those who do not read the "club", Phat Girl was a Bull Mastiff who learned to roach from her GH friends :-) and we tried hard to bring smiles to families going through hard times, Phat Girl in her glory. sue the lurker, and admirer of all your wonderful hounds
  11. I did once with another breed. I won't say that it was easy, or fast. What I did was make thunder storms a fun time. I would use high value treats, only used for noise events, and when the first sign of the storm I would start talking in an excited voice and dolling out the treats. As long as I could make the event a non issue and as fun as possible it worked. I'll admit that if anyone would have seen me dancing around the house, acting all excited and using baby talk they would have committed me. But after one season of thunder I had two dogs that would not try to break out of the house with fear. Were they ever completely comfortable? No, they would still pant and pace a little, but they would lay on their beds and expect treats. One of the dogs was a 97# Rottie who jumped a 6" fence to get away from fireworks at one time. She would check the windows for an escape route before we had "storm parties". This might not work for all dogs but it worked wonders for mine. sue
  12. Waiting and watching for updates. Keeping you, your family and 00-Dude in my thoughts and prayers. and a for 00-Dude when he gets home. sue the lurker
  13. I have a hard time reading this forum as most of us do. I have had some very good friends lose their pets this week, and found this to share with all who are now, or have gone through the grief of losing a special friend. A Place for Us (A message from the Rainbow Bridge) By Terri Onorato I know what you’re thinking. You think because you cannot see me with your human eyes, cannot feel me with your hands or hold me in your arms that I am gone forever. You recall how I looked when I left this earth and you cannot remotely imagine that I am alive in another place. You are racked and torn by the pain of our separation and it blinds you to that which is right in front of you…..me. How many times since I journeyed to Rainbow Bridge have you been told that I’m dead and you should “get over it� How many times have you cried yourself to sleep in excruciating emotional pain because aren’t willing to consider that I am not, by any means, dead? I want you to do me a favor and go back in time with me. Remember the glorious day you brought me home-was I not the most intriguing creature you’d ever met? Did I not make you laugh and giggle? Did I not look at you with such adoration that you wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with me? I wanted this too. Remember the days when I was in my prime and we did many things together. I was a good friend and I took care of you when you cried, were angry or felt down. When you didn’t have a lot of time for me because of your obligations, I waited patiently for you. I was always there when you needed me. Did I not look at you with such acceptance and patience that perhaps at times you felt a bit unworthy? You were never unworthy in my eyes. Remember when age crept up on me, my bones became stiff and my movements slower. Still I met you when you came home and followed you around. We’d been together for so long, I was your best friend regardless of what you were doing, saying and thinking. Did I not look at you with such kindness and understanding that you felt overwhelmed? I couldn’t get enough of you. Remember the last time we saw each other with earthly eyes. You tried to be brave but I knew you were crying. Did I not look at you with such pure trust and love that you yearned only to hold me close and keep me with you always? Did you not promise that you would love me forever? I believed you. If this is so then why have you let me go by thinking I no longer exist? Remember the depth of love in my eyes when I looked at you. Who created this love? Would the Creator diminish the song of our laughter that grew and flourished in this love? I am no longer an earthly figure, this is true. My body was only a part of who I really am and it would have been but a mere shell if it were not filled to overflowing with my soul, my spirit and my loving light. When we met you thought I was cute, pretty and adorable. What kind of relationship would have had if this were all I’d been? We are all made up of energy that resides far deep down inside of us, it is our core and our soul, spirit and loving light. It is the energy that is all of life…it has no beginning, it has no end. It simply is and always will be and without it there is no life. There are those who demand you get over me, insisting that I’m dead and you’ll never see me again because animals don’t go to Heaven. Oh really? I’m here to tell you different. Was I not a living, breathing creation with personality? How could I have been so if I didn’t possess the energy of soul, spirit and loving light? If this energy never ends then how can it be that I am dead? I came to Rainbow Bridge to continue on in a new life, not because I stopped loving you or because I wanted something better. I came here because it was time for me to go to the next phase of my existence, something all living creatures must do eventually. It is the normal progression of life. I was not taken away from you because you cannot take away that which was never owned. My presence in your life was and is a gift to be cherished and honored just as I cherish and honor you. You say that all you have left are memories but this is not so. You see, when I took leave of my earthly body I left a little something behind for you. You can’t touch it, hold it or examine it, for what I left behind is far to uninhibited for confinement. I left in your tender care a piece of my soul. I placed it right next your own which is quite fitting as were always side by side in our earthly life together. I love you too much to have left you with nothing but memories that tend to fade and grow cloudy as the years go by. I love you too much to have vanished without a trace. I understand your tears, each one you shed is testament to your love for me and I am honored and humbled. But don’t forget the good things we shared-remember and smile. This is an honor for me as well. When you need me I will be with you. Close your eyes, relax, take slow, deep breaths and picture me in your mind. Shut off the world and your notions of what think death is and give me a chance. Look for the subtle signs I send you. Don’t memorialize the death of my body but instead honor and celebrate my life for it is eternal and forever as is my love for you. Until we meet again… Copyright @ Terri Onorato sue
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