Thursday, April 28, 2011
My name is Buddy Cat. Since I am a rescue too, I don't know why I can't get a little blog time in as well. Mini Cat and I are in charge of day to day activities in the house. With three large dogs, you may think that they run things, but nooo. Cats Rule! Any dog that forgets that Cats Rule, is quickly reminded of it. Why do you think Mother Nature put those big fat, tender pink targets on the end of a dogs face? It is part of her grand plan, Cats Rule. Those things they call noses are really just "Stop Buttons" on a dog. One quick flick with the claws and the dog stops! They are so convenient and so easy to use. Mother Nature was so good at planning ahead. Mini Cat is much better at it than I am, she is fast and her claws are sharp. When a new foster dog arrives at our house Mini sits in the center of the floor and dares them to try it!
The dogs have served a useful purpose on a rare occasion. Once when a fox came over the back fence to chase Mini for lunch, Bella and Mogley came storming out of the house after the fox and turned the tables on her. They almost got the fox before she went back over the fence and disappeared into the park. The dogs also teach courtesy to cats, when a new foster comes in, they show they are not supposed to chase the cats, and in conjunction with the "Stop Button", the new fosters learn very fast.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
This afternoon has been spent making a new step for Nala. Bella and I think Nala is pretty spoiled, at 14, she is the senior member of our Golden Pack, we understand her special treatment, it is for a good cause. She can't hear, she is losing her sight, she has lost most of her teeth, and she is getting very stiff in her hips. She gets special food, special supplements, even special treats so she does not have to chew on hard treats with her gums.
For Nala to go in and out to the back yard through the dog door she has to go through the garage. She has to go from the hallway, through the dog door, down onto one step and then onto the garage floor. When she comes back in, her front legs are coming through the dog door and onto the hallway carpet before her back legs have stepped up onto the concrete step, then one more step up to the hallway level as she comes through the dog door. She can't push with her rear legs, they are getting quite weak, she sometimes stalls and struggles hard getting her feet up and on the step, then pushing and pulling herself up, over the threshold and into the hall.
Today's task was to build a platform out into the garage, making the step much larger so that she can step up onto it and then come in on the level. If this does not work, then a ramp will need to be placed up to the platform. So far, she has navigated up to the platform and in twice with no struggle. We hope the platform outside the door will let her continue to come and go when she pleases. There is already a light on all night over the step so she can find her way in the dark, her vision is getting weak in the dark. She does enjoy her freedom and her ability to go outside and enjoy the yard with us when we are running. She does not like being confined, she likes her activity. As much trouble and as much pain as it causes her, she still makes 10 or 15 trips in and out each day, we wanted to see her continue to be active. They will let her in the back door, then she will run out the dog door and around again. We will give this a few days and then see if the ramp is needed or if she will function without it.
We hope you had a Thankful Easter, it is a wonderful day to celebrate family and friends, and especially old Goldens.
Mogley G. Retriever
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Mogley G. Retriever
Sunday, April 17, 2011
My followers will remember that we proved that Santa uses Reindogs to pull his sleigh on Christmas Eve, while reindeer get all the credit. After all, we are there to help, we just want to serve, let the reindeer get the credit, dogs are really man's best friend. Now it is time to dispel another myth.
As you can plainly see, the Easter Bunny is really a Golden Retriever. In fact, the Easter Bunny is multiple Golden Retrievers, all over the world. Our friends, Hamish & Rescue Sophie have sent us photos as they try on their costumes and get ready to "fetch" eggs and treats to good little boys and girls all over the country. Below, Hamish gets fitted for his costume.
Meanwhile, behind the scenes, the Golden Retrievers go about the business of delivering and "fetching" gifts to good little boys and girls. Unselfish devotion to the cause of helping bring joy, it's what we do as dogs. It's how we bring joy into so many lives. Luckily, there is a Golden Retriever nearby, no matter where you live. There is a Golden Retriever nearby to sneak out and make their rounds, hiding eggs and toys in time for the morning egg hunt. Remember kids, there is a reason everyone knows that dogs are your best friends.
So now that you know the real story, I hope you will continue to pretend that the rabbit is the star of Easter, they have this ego problem, so they need the recognition. We all know that the real hero's are the Golden Retrievers that will deliver the treats and the decorated eggs all over the country. So give your Golden Retriever an extra treat or two, they deserve it for their devotion to helping without worrying about who gets the credit. And special thanks to our friends Hamish & Sophie for sending us photos as we suit up for the special day, and thanks to them for giving us permission to use their photos in this issue of our expose!
And don't forget the real story of Easter. We hope you all have a very Blessed Easter.
Mogley G. Retriever
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Nala is patiently waiting for the sun to come shine on her favorite resting place. Bella is sleeping next to her to keep her company. I am sleeping on the couch. What else is there to do on a rainy day?
Life is quiet. Our computer is back and it is working faster than ever. By removing everything and starting with a blank computer, we picked up a lot of speed. The new computers all come with tons of junk on them that slows them down right from the start. No fleas on this computer.......
The paw challenged one says he has blocked the racy "French Poodle" web sites that I liked to visit late at night when everyone else is asleep. He thinks that is where the fleas came from that infected the computer and took us off line for a while. I wonder if he blocked the "Golden Retrievers Gone Wild" site? I will check tonight. Since he signs on the foster dog adoption sites, I can still visit the local shelter web site, it has a lot of racy photos of dogs, some in very suggestive poses.
Mogley G. Retriever
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
We are testing to see if the computer is now free of fleas. Nala is licking her lips, she is ready to begin reporting on her exciting daily activities. It took four days to get the computer back, it had multiple viruses, even the back up had viruses. We think we are clean now, we ran three different virus programs on it and they now say -0- found when they are done. We are terribly behind in reading our friends blogs and exchanging notes.
Our bad news is that Nala is slowing up. She was recovering fast from the heartworm treatment, then she seemed to peak and begin going down. She was eating mixed dry food and canned food, but she stopped chewing the dry food, so now she is on canned only. She only has teeth on one side of her mouth, only one canine tooth. It was getting harder for her to chew on the few remaining teeth. She hears nothing, she is so deaf that we have to run in front of her to get her attention when it is dinner time or time to go outside. Her vision is decreasing, she was almost up to a visitor today before she even knew they were here. Her hips are weaker and she has a hard time getting up after a long night. Her medications are a good help, but they can't make up for the age in her joints. Her spirit is still strong, she gets up and goes outside through the dog door, then back in, around the house and back out again. She will do this three or four times, then take a nap in the sun. She gets lost more often. When she wakes up in the middle of the night and she does not know where her pack is, she will sit and bark till someone comes to get her and tell her that everyone is still there. Then she will happily go back to sleep. She used to wake up and bark at every car that drove in the circle at night, she could see when the lights came in the glass front door and swept across her face. Now the paper boy comes and goes without being announced.
We keep our paws crossed that it is just a temporary thing, that she will perk up. She has slowed up in the past and then bounced back, so we are hoping...... We even miss being awakened at 4:00 a.m. to greet the arrival of the newspaper.
Mogley G. Retriever
Sunday, April 10, 2011
My last post was just a note to update on what is going on. It turns out more, or less was going on than we thought. We could not even post the last post.
First, the last note was supposed to say that it was not my fault. In the past when the computer has caught a virus, the human has always blamed the Resident blogging Retriever. He walks around humming the tune "My Dog Has Fleas", accusing us of giving fleas to his computer. This time it is his fault. We were not surfing those x-rated dog sites again, he was listening to on-line radio. He has a friend that has a radio talk show in Colorado Springs. The house radios do not pick up the station, so he listens to the radio on-line. It turns out that he had not updated his anti-virus data base for two days, he turns it off when backing up as it interferes with the back up program. So a devilish virus invaded.
Now the computer is at the shop, getting totally scrubbed and having a new operating system installed. So Monday we may be back on line. Today we are using the computer in the basement, the one with the hand crank on the side of it. The one that has a plaque on its side that says "Historical Archeology Site, do not disturb!". The museum curator will really get mad at us when they find out we used it.
We can't load photos on this computer, it thinks that photos are still made on tin. In fact, we can't even use the computer if the wind is not blowing and the lightning is not striking. We have to attach a key to a kie string to boot it up. "How old is it, you ask?" The keyboard only has the number 1 through 9 on it, the number 10 had not been invented yet when this computer was built.
We will be back, with a new system soon and then we can resume blogging. Please do not adjust your sets!
Mogley G. Retriever