Saturday, December 29, 2007
Mom and Dogdad are back from St. Louis and we're back from camp. But that flighty E.C. Bird is nowhere to be found.
We know lots of you took his plight to heart, offering him a sweater or a scarf or a sanctuary when he told you how distressed he was to find himself in the frigid Midwest. Nothing like compassionate canines to offer sympathy to a fellow suffering creature. Thank you for that!!!
But a day later, the region warmed up -- and yet, did E.C. Bird file the reports he promised as soon as his beak thawed and the reindeer flew home? No!!! Did he update his condition and his whereabouts? Did he offer to return the cam? No!! Did he look for another egret to fill in for him? No!!!
So here we are, back from our Christmas vacation with no stories from him, no pictures from him, no nothing to share from him. Fortunately, Dogdad snuck a few pictures in and that's what you see here.
The chilled street where Grandma lives.
Squirrel nests in the trees where our uncle and aunt live (Squirrel nests!!! We didn't know squirrels had nests.)
A pre-marathon-gift-opening Christmas tree.
And a silly someone familiar-looking wearing antlers. (We think it's Mom, 'cause she was kind of envious of all the dogs who were wearing antlers in their Christmas cards. )
But back to E.C. Bird. We had paid him in advance with a seven-day supply of his favorite fishes -- so we are wondering if we should have recourse to an attorney. That's not in the spirit of Chistmas and the holiday season -- so we're still undecided. What do you all think we should do?
Your pals, sending you lots of wirey love for the New Year,
Jake and Just Harry
Pee ess: (Shhhh, don't tell him I told you, but Jakey will be 6 years old on New Years Day!! J.H.)
Sunday, December 23, 2007
NOBODY TOLD ME I'D BE FREEZING MY FEATHERED DERRIERE OFF WHEN I SIGNED ON FOR THIS GIG!!!
THE CAMERA LENS IS FROSTED.
THEY'RE MAKING ME FILE A FLIGHT PLAN THROUGH NOW AND DECEMBER 24!!!
SO NO MORE REPORTS UNTIL MY BEAK THAWS AND THE REINDEER HAVE CLEARED THE SKIES!!!
IN THE MEANTIME, ICY FEATHER HUGS TO YOU ALL -- EXCEPT THOSE TWO DARN HUMANS WHO DUPED ME -- A WARM WEATHER WATER BIRD -- INTO THIS BONE-CHILLING TRIP!!!
E.C. BIRD SIGNING OFF FROM THE FRIGID MIDWEST
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Friday, December 14, 2007
We're getting ready for the ice-skating pawty that Butchy and Snickers are holding in two days. Now, as southern boys, we've never seen real snow -- unless it was in those few months I spent as a puppy in Joplin, Missouri, before I was shipped to Miami (in a small plastic crate marked LIVE ANIMAL!!). So we've done some research and started practicing.
Look here, it doesn't seem too hard, does it? Once you've mastered that two-legged stance:
So, inspired by those images, we tried and we tried our skills at ice skating. Me first, as the elder and spokesdog for our pack. Whoops...
But the good news -- other than a slight soreness in certain parts of our wirey bodies and a bit of personal embarrassment -- is that our image is still safe with our pals. Right?
And, with all our practicing, we think we will really excel at what should become a new Olympic sport: butt sliding.
So watch out pawty goers!!! Here come Jake and Just Harry, Butt Sliding Champaweens!!!
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Just in case you think you've stumbled on the wrong blog -- it's still us with a new look.
We decided to change our template so that the LaPorte petition and our c-box would show in their entirety -- so while we were at it, with a nod to our wirey pal, we decided to Gussie it up!!
Do you like it??? Yes?? No??
And if you haven't, please sign the petition to Fermez LaPorte and write to the judge!!! Our goal is now 2,000 signatures and we have more than 1,200!!
Jake and Just Harry
Monday, December 10, 2007
First of all, while this may seem indiscreet to some, we dogs all understand the significance. I have finally learned that certain personal matters should occur outside and not in my private carpeted pooping parlor on the upstairs landing. This has filled Mom and Dogdad with joy and, in my honor, they even replaced the much abused carpet with nice wood like elsewhere in the house.
Next, to celebrate Chanukah, Jakey and I got a whole brand new box of pencils of our very own. This is because the previous box of pencils that Mom had has been demolished by our love of gnawing on any stray that inadvertently gets left on a table, chewing off the eraser end, marking the rest with tooth patterns, and leaving our art work on the entry hall floor.
We also got peanut butter treats in the shape of dreidels from our human brother and sister-in law. Yum!!!
Then, and this is where it gets even better -- with all due respect to my feline nieces and other friends of my canine friends -- I had a face-to-face with a cat the other night coming back from my walk. She started to hiss; I growled. And the next thing I knew, she was sitting on a branch of the nearest palm tree.
And finally, which is the best thing of all, yesterday I treed a squirrel!! I was so excited. Dogdad and I were coming back from my morning walk and there he was -- just six feet away. He scurried away when he saw me, but with my long lead, I almost caught up with him. Then he, like the cat, climbed up a palm tree. Dogdad shook the fronds, and the squirrel jumped over to another tree. I was in a frenzy. I jumped as high as I could to reach him -- Dogdad says it was at least five feet 'cause I left a paw mark on the wall next to the tree. Wowser, that was truly dawgalicious!!!
No photos of the actual event 'cause the camera was at home, but I'm sure you all can picture the scene and my excitement.
So, happy wirey woofs to all!! We've been enjoying all the cool Christmas cards that have been filling the mailbox (Dogs 40, Folks 3). And we've been humming all of Gussie's new songs. Jakey and I hope to get to know every dog better in the coming year. Thank you Charlie; thank you Opy for all you do to make life on the DWB so much fun!!
Pee Ess: Jakey tells me that we should send warm wishes to those who may be afflicted with ice and snow storms and invite them to come visit. So yes, we'd love to see you all. And if you can't get away, at least stay safe and warm.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
My first love was an older beagle named Lucy. I met her on a walk when I was a puppy. She was beautiful, but barely cared enough to sniff me. I looked longingly after her as she walked away after a brief hello, and I never saw her again. Mom did once, and told me Lucy had gotten fat and was no longer as gorgeous as I remembered, but you all know how puppy love is.
My second love was a beautiful wire named Abby Clutter (I think that was her last name). I met her on a list, but she was so beautiful, I had to stand in line to get the time of day.
Next came the fascinating Ms. Libby Longtail Murphy of Ohio, with whom I exchanged many a flirtatious message. But she was young, and also had many suitors, so we never actually took things to the next level. I may bark a lot, but actually I'm pretty shy.
In the interest of full disclosure as I contemplate the mistletoe at Asta's party, the only girly dog I've ever kissed was Alle Truett. We met the day we went to Orlando to get Just Harry. It was a sweet kiss -- I think there's a photo on one of my first posts -- but we never saw each other again.
So now, here I am at Astas's party, all decked out in my Chanukah finery, just hoping that one of the beautiful ladies at the party will come over, give me a little nuzzle, and one of those great big smoochie kisses Asta is always sending. Who will it be? Snickers? Agatha? Maggie? Ruby? Asta? Faya? Lorenza? Sophie? Hmmmmm. I wonder.
Maybe some of that mulled cider will do the trick. Paws crossed!!!
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Friday, November 30, 2007
Marc-Andre Laporte, 59, was found guilty of two counts of animal cruelty at the St. Jerome courthouse in Montreal this week, following the seizure of 97 fox terriers in November 2005 from his Blainville puppy mill. Judge Jean Sirois rejected Laporte's argument that he loved his dogs too much. When police raided the property, they found dogs matted in feces feeding on dogs' carcasses and stronger dogs preying on weaker ones.
Click here -- if you have a strong stomach -- to see the photos:
Almost 40 animals had to be destroyed. Laporte's home was later condemned and demolished in March 2006. The surviving dogs were cared for by the SPCA and later, with the help of devoted fox terrier lovers, found wonderful foster homes where they have been living for the past 2 years. Despite his horrendous treatment of these innocent creatures, Laporte, who wil be sentenced on February 22, 2008, is facing only six months of jail time and up to $4,000 in fines. At the same hearing, the judge is to decide if Laporte is to get any of his fox terriers back!
WE CANNOT ALLOW THIS TO HAPPEN. The surviving mill fox terriers took months to recover physically, medically and emotionally from their ordeal. To even consider removing ONE wire from the safety and care of their loving foster families back to Laporte is OUTRAGEOUS!
Today we are launching a two-fold campaign to prevent Laporte from getting his dog/s back. We know we can count on you to take action and spread the word:
1: Please go to http://www.thepetitionsite.com/2/no-dogs-for-laporte to sign the online petition that has been set up. Once all the signatures are entered, it will be printed out and given to Elizabeth Pierce who has been instrumental in saving and caring for the Blainville wires, for distribution to the media (unfortunately it is illegal in Canada to hand petitions to the court).
2: Please take a few minutes to write a letter to Judge Jean Sirois imploring him to prevent Laporte from ever taking possession of his former fox terriers or of owning any dog again. If you can, include a photo of yourself and your foxie/dog. All the letters received will be put in a file and also handed to the media.
Letters should be mailed to: Elizabeth Pierce, 119 16th Street, Roxboro, Québec, Canada H8Y 1P1. The sentencing hearing is February 22, 2008 – so write those letters soon. Please disseminate this information on your blogs, to your fellow dog owners etc. Thank you for your support in this important matter.
Remember, this could have happened to any of us or our friends. It's not just about wire fox terriers. It's about treating all animals with the love and respect they deserve.
Jake (born in a puppy mill) and Just Harry (rescued from a nasty shelter)
Monday, November 26, 2007
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
So many many woofs to you all and -- oops, something smells wonderful in the kitchen -- gotta' scoot!!!
Pee Ess: We didn't meant to leave out cats, hamsters, and all other creatures!!
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Woof, who could resist that? So, yes, the strike is over. I wonder if that approach would work on all those writers picketing in LA? I guess they need a little more than kind words and doggie treats, though.
Anyway, while I was staring into space, I heard a sweet mewing from about 30 miles away. It was two more of my feline nieces, those who live up the highway to the north: Winston and Zoey.
Winston wanted everyone to know that cats can fetch too.And Zoey, known as "the brains of the organization," felt a kinship with my own role as the Brain, of Pinky and the Brain.They heard I had featured some of their cousins on our blog and wondered if they could make an appearance too. So here they are. We've never met, but I know they are the delight of my human uncle (Mom's brother) and aunt.
Also, yesterday, while staring into space in the opposite direction -- to the south, where my pals the Key West Collies live -- I learned that they had given us an "I Like This Blog" award. As this is the very first award we've gotten, we were very excited. So I guess yesterday was a good day in Barkalot land. Thank you collies.
And grateful woofs to all our friends who offered me and Just Harry advice as to how to get ungrounded.
Jake the No-Longer-On-Strike Dog
Monday, November 12, 2007
And now -- you guessed it. We're grounded. We couldn't go to Suki's Disney World Barkday Pawty. And Jake is in a snit and on strike -- he won't even blog -- 'cause both of us are grounded and he thinks that's unfair.
I guess it's hopeless, We may never go anywhere again. What have I done?
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
So, thanks to our innovative egret-cam, it's as if we were there!!! And now, fellow dogs, you too can see how humans amuse themselves!
Monday, November 5, 2007
These two lovely young ladies are as different from each other as we Barkalots are. Holly is very friendly and acts almost like one of us; Mistletoe is more reserved. We say this only on second paw information, however, since we, as usual, were not present at the game or the house visit. Had we been there, who knows what this story would have been like!!
In any case two down; four more to go.
Jake and Just Harry
Friday, November 2, 2007
Hurricane season runs from June 1 through November 30 every year -- but about the end of October, we start to breathe a sigh of relief. That's why news about a Tropical Storm named Noel out in the Caribbean last weekend didn't seem too serious. Wrong!!! Noel turned out to be a deadly storm that did a lot of damage in the Caribbean, and killed about 100 people.
Here in Florida, the winds caused beaches to be gobbled up by the rising surf, knocked down sea walls, and created other damage and concerns -- but, thank dog, no fatalities, no evacuations, no animals in harm's way.
Mom was in Tallahassee, the state capitol on Monday and Tuesday. She flew up early Monday morning on a commuter jet and had a very bumpy ride thanks to swirling winds. When it came time to fly back home on Tuesday afternoon, she and one of her friends looked at each other and decided to drive instead. It took 7 hours, but they were blissfully bump-free. And we were tail waggingly happy she was back.
Dogdad worked from home the two days Mom was away so that we could stay here instead of another trip to camp. We had lots of fun -- long runs on the golf course, treats at lunch, good guy talk!!! He's a little harsher than Mom about our barking, though, so we had to choose our moments.
And now Noel is out to sea. It's expected to weaken into a nort'easter affecting Cape Cod and then Nova Scotia. So we hope our friends up there stay safe. And the only Noel we'll be looking for is the one planned for December 25.
Jake and Just Harry
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
After more than a month out on her own , Ninja's awfully skinny, but a check-up with the vet showed nothing else is wrong. The vet said that, if she eats and drinks to gain her weight back, she'll be just fine. We don't have to tell you that, like most of our kind, we're not too crazy about cats -- but Ninja is our niece, and she is black, and it is Hallowe'en, so we thought you wouldn't mind if we featured Ninja in our blog today.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Friday, October 26, 2007
Thursday, October 25, 2007
The second photo is when we were puppies. Confession though, even though both my ears were down when I was just a few months old, by the time I got a wee bit older, one sprung up. But in this photo too, Aunt Gianna groomed me. JH was groomed too by Lyn before he came to us.
And this is the conservatory itself, where the wedding was held. It was bright and sunny and a wonderful setting for a wedding. The only thing it needed to be perfect was a few dogs.
The name of this bar, Trailhead, is a reminder of the historic nature of the town Mom and Dogdad stopped in for a moment before heading off to the reception.
And now we're all back and we are free to Stay at Home for awhile!!!
Jake, the Spokesdog for the fanily