Luna…Luna…<crickets> grrrrrrrr…
K, dadaz gon an i,m taked over. hrz a articicle wit mi frend Pecorino, hez italic, n famos…
clik for articicle
Reed it!!!
ps: dt needz pix uf “dampened poochez”
Luna…Luna…<crickets> grrrrrrrr…
K, dadaz gon an i,m taked over. hrz a articicle wit mi frend Pecorino, hez italic, n famos…
clik for articicle
Reed it!!!
ps: dt needz pix uf “dampened poochez”
That Luna is an unreliable gal pal. You need different friends. Maybe Sniff will come over and slack for a while with you.
I’m getting fond of the chickens. They remind me of my grandma. She was born in a log cabin in kentucky with a dirt floor and she liked to tell all of her grandchildren, on a regular basis, how easy we had it. She lived with us so we heard it a lot.
My favorite story was how they would have fried chicken for Sunday dinner every week. Her job was to go out into the yard and choose the chicken, grab it by the neck, raise it over her head and swing it around a few times until the neck snapped.
I love that story.
Maryb is a bad, bad girl. But funny. Very very funny.
I have a worse -but very funny- story about when my mother raised chickens for meat, but I won’t tell it for fear of making maryb (and everyone else) nauseated.
What lovely chickens. Okay, that may have sounded less than sincere.
What a lovely dog.
… probably nothing at all but wotthehell, it all smells great.
They smell chicken.
not CG’s — they’re still moving. Now if the bird’s been been dead for a week or two …
I need another cosmo after reading that.
love your friends, there…
That article (with slide show) about Pecorino, the dog on European vacation, was priceless!!! I’ve got to show it to Mrs. K.P., if she ever gets home from the vet office where she works…
That was cool.
Thanks, dada.
Grrrrrrrrr
sari bu, thet stoopid cabengurl tuk the keebord awey frum me…
yor fren,
Graycee
I have to say you and bob johnson have something going here! :o)
I love the, pooch in europe, story. My cats try hard to look like they do not care much for humans only when feeding time is present do they even acknowledge that I am good for something…:o) Great diary, Dada.
oh BTW Gracie is lovely too…chickens are cute…only as chickens can be.
I doone lik catz
Bab jAhnson…grrr…rex iz mi idyl…hez famos 2…mi somdai 2, yez!
Peaze
oh that I am quite sure of..meow…purrrrrrr :o)
hllo Bu
yu iz prty
me blak too
mmmyz scren no giv smll
cn yu com ovar so i cn snf yur btt
lts go fr a wlk yes and do much snfn
big bely pats tu yu bu
mrawrffff
shinobi xoxo
Libby
and Henry
insisted on dropping by to say “hi” to Luna. No consideration at all for our lack of photo-linking capabilities – just had to be here.
Bu — you are beautiful!!!
This is a great diary and those are some great photographs.
I have been trying to deal with this problem for over a year, and it is getting worse.
I must put my wonderful Pembroke Welsh Corgi up for adoption. Monty. Nine years old, healthy, not neutered (I believe that neutering ruins animals, myself), SUPER intelligent and athletic, in great shape. I have not known what to do…I travel and work long, erratic hours, and I now live alone. When I got him, he had a family. A real people dog. Got him for my young son. Now the son is in college…majoring in biology/animal behavior, by the way (looking at going all the way…PhD), mostly due to Monty’s patient and truly brilliant teaching…I am no longer married, and when my son went to college, the dog came back to me.
Great.
We are very close. I love him.
But…as my career has developed over the past couple of years, I am away more and more. Traveling and/or working long hours. (I am a working jazz musician.) I have people come in when I am out of the house for more than about 6 hours, and when I am on the road he has stayed at a number of fine people’s homes, but the dog is getting…sad.
Confused.
Needy.
And I want to retire him to the country.
Or at least the suburbs.
We have always joked that all he really needed was a flock of sheep.
Well…now’s the time. I am going to be traveling at LEAST two weeks out of every two months for the next couple of years…I am on a rotating teaching schedule in Europe at a conservatory…on top of my usual touring, etc.
So it occurred to me that this group of people might be a resource that I could use. Any group of politically aware people that also have a weekly dog post AND a weekly jazz post are my kinda folks, and I do not really feature giving him to some pig in a poke, if you know what I mean.
So…any takers?
Anyone KNOW anybody who might be interested?
GREAT with kids…a tireless playmate. My son, our neighbors and myself have played REALLY rough with him for his whole life…much posing and growling, tugging of toys and grabbing of rawhide bones. Never a tooth misplaced in all of that time. Not a one. Good people, this dog.
Fine with other dogs unless they are overly aggressive. Knows no fear, unfortunately. At 30 lbs that is not a safe characteristic. NOT fine with cats. Totally and forever housebroken, never a chewer, only disobedience is he won’t stay off of couches and he WILL run to greet a friend even if ordered not to. A herding dog, with all the intelligence, good human intersaction and control that description implies. Fine watchdog. Like all corgis a little…mouthy. Talks a lot. In Doglish, of course.
Fine animal.
Breaks my heart.
But it’s time…
Anyone?
AG
Sad situation but difficult as it is, that’s the only caring response possible. AG, have you looked in to Corgi Rescue Orgs. in NY?
I have had several friends who have gotten adult dogs thru Rescue Groups and their experience has been positive. The groups were Breed Specific and carefully screened both the dog and the applicant.
Good Luck and congratulations on the conservatory gig.
Peace
Yes, I did. The rescue groups appear to be primarily set up to rescue pets from shelters, and as far as I can ascertain, there is no real contact between the owner and the adopter. I want to be damned sure that this dog is going to the right place.
AG