Dog Shelter Pup | A Whole Lotta Sniffing Going On

We may be sniffers by nature, but the sniffing escalates when there's a new pack member introduced. May I present:

Timone!

This little guy took matters into his own hands. Instead of going through the animal shelter, he wondered right into our barn. He was too skinny and scrawny for words. Needless to say, he got a home that day. It's been two weeks, he is no longer looking emaciated and nobody has claimed him. He's got it made. His new mom, a young equestrian, is taking excellent care of him. He visits the barn several times a week, but I had yet to meet him.

There, I'm glad that's out of the way

Frankie, come here!

This is Timone

The Sniff-train

Frankie gets a proper introduction too

Mr. Timone is quite pleased with his current situation. He not only got a nice home and food in his plate every day, he loves the barn and he....

... fit right in!

Welcome new furiend. We are all so very happy for you. Hopefully you'll put on a few more pounds soon so that the dog vet can neuter you and you can stop riding Molly's tail. 

Timone spent most of his day in this manner

This horse barn excursion was a rather adventurous one. M brought only two cameras and took only five hundred horse pictures. Stay tuned to find out what Linguini and the runaway horse did! 

Until then, a couple of acknowledgements: 

The gorgeous banners, were both made by Zoolatry. Zoolatry stems from the Greek words "zoo" which means animal and "latry" which means "worship" and "love". Thank you, you animal lovers! It would have been embarrassing to leave M's banner up during our GABE. 

Our Euro-trip with Mack and Sally Ann has come to an end. We had a wonderful time and learned a lot. I am exhausted from all the teleporting back and forth, but it was all worth it. Mack and Sally Ann even gave us a lovely memento:

I did! I went to Europe with Mack and Sally Ann

2010

Our wonderful trip a finis, finito, it's o-ver! Until next time.

Oh, and this Wednesday some of the barn members will be paying a little visit to the local shelter. I sniff more adoptions, how about you?

I'm excited!

Twink!

PS: Please spread the word about GABE. The more the merrier. We only have two weeks left.

Dog Photo Contest Quality Shots

Just For Your Viewing Pleasure

BARN DOGS

Bounder, one of the nicest dogs I have ever met

Bodi, yes you! You nasty pug!

Boomer

Chihuahua taking in the sun

Brave Boomer

A brief strategy meeting with Tigger

Tea cup chihuahua v. chiweenie

Naughty Holly

Not typical for a blue heeler

Queen Maddie (the fun police)

the best blue heeler I have ever met

Pete the doxie

Ollie, the other doxie

Dexter, Owen, Petey

Two doxies and a ?

Owen, used to go after Linguini

(not so smart)

The Meanie: Trixie

(you hurt my Frankie and I'm mad)

Twixie is both a chihuahua and a meanie, therefore she's a chimeanie

Zamiro and Ringo

What do you mean these aren't dogs? They sure act like it.

My Petey and his carrot

we all love carrots

Playful dogs

And many more! Adopt a dog!

Twink!

Frankie | A Chiweenie Small Dog Rescue

She's my new baby sissy. She joined the family only a few short months ago, in February. She was a huge surprise to me! After my recovery, I longed for somebody my size to play with and then, one day, ta-da! Mom comes home with THIS!

Isn't she adorable? BTW Frankie's possibly a Chiweenie, a Chihuahua/Weiner dog (Dachshund). Mom though it'd be funny to name her after a hot dog.  She was even smaller than I am--I am a tea cup Chihuahua. Mom warned me: "Twinkie, Frankie's going to grow. She's a baby now, but just wait. She won't stay like this forever." Who cares? I had a sister my size. Don't get me wrong, I love Linguini, the Dalmatian and German Shorthaired Pointer mix, but she's too laid back. She's ten years old. She doesn't want to play hard with me all day long like the Chiweenie does. So, I welcomed Frankie properly, ha ha!

Here's the story from what I heard from my mom. She was at a horse show (I will share horse show pictures later), watching my human sister compete, standing by a lady who was holding Frankie in her arms. "Oh, how adorable," Mom said and asked permission to snap photos. Glowing with excitement, she snapped the shots and was about to leave when the lady holding Frankie asked, "Could you hold her for me?" Mom gratefully obliged. She took Frankie in her arms. The lady wasted no time, "She's yours!" she exclaimed. "Huh?" Mom was shocked. Frankie was just out of the pound and she needed a home. The lady who was holding her, took her from the pound only to find her a home. "She's yours, if you want her," the lady said more hesitantly. Mom thought for a minute, especially about me. Frankie would find a home--she was too cute. It's easy to find homes for healthy pups. She felt bad. She prefers the "challenging" adoptions, duh, the ones most people avoid. Mom thought about me again, and the fact that I would most likely benefit from a play companion. "She's got a home then," she finally said, and Frankie came home!

Frankie, the Chiweenie, is not completely potty trained yet. I will share potty training tips soon. Every now and then we'll hear mom's exasperated voice: "Oh, no, Frankie. Not again." It's only been seven months though and my mom's patient. She too has fallen for my lovable sister. She's beautiful too. I love brindle coloring, don't you? I'm not jealous though, 'cause I know I'm the charming one. Frankie's the clown of the family. Every day she has a new "do". We never know which directions her ears will be pointing at.

Frankie's my sister, my friend, my Chiweenie, my hiking companion, my mischief buddy. I love Frankie with all my heart, even though she's already gotten waaaay bigger than me. As to how to potty train a puppy . . . I'll share my info if you share yours. 

Twink!