Heart Like a Dog

The Good, the Bad, and the Oh My God of living with dogs!

W.T.F./Whoo Hoo Wednesday (9-19-12)

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Please note this post is not meant to make light of the deeds described here, only to make fun of, ridicule, bully and just plain beat the shit out of the idiots who commit these stupid acts.

Van Dyke Cafe′ Waitress Mauled By Dog on Lincoln Road, Miami Beach, FL

If you didn’t read the post, long story short a woman brought her unfriendly Cane Corso dog to a dog-friendly area and a waitress was bit, resulting in over 300 stitches and seven hours of surgery.

Photo courtesy of www.free-pet-wallpaper.com

I’ll hit the bits that stood out to me, causing me to shake my head and say, W.T.F!

A) The owner knows her dog is not friendly and yet she still brings the dog into a situation that will only stress the dog more

B) The unfriendly dog is being handled by a teenager

C) She allows a waitress to bend over into the dog’s face.

You WHAT?

W.T.F. kind of brain was she thinking with, one bought used on the black market?

That right there is an irresponsible owner and that dog should have been removed from her care.

Strangely enough the city officials were unaware of the attack.  How the eff does THAT happen?

Are we talking about Miami Beach?  The Miami Beach in Florida?  The Miami Beach that is part of Miami-Dade County?

The same Miami-Dade County that has a Pit Bull BAN? But they didn’t know about this?

That’s a double W.T.F. my friends.

 Did she really say that?

A witness to the attack said, “People can’t have dogs like that in public without protection on their mouths.”

To that I say, “People who have no knowledge of why dogs bite should not be allowed to own a dog, nor should they be allowed out in public without protection on THEIR mouths.”

And yes, you can quote me on that!

The Forgotten Pet Advocates, Houston TX

This just made me sad.

A dog came across my facebook page saying he’d been in the shelter for four years.  I wanted to post the link but wasn’t sure how that would work being a facebook page and all, so I googled the name of the organization and found that they have a number of dogs that have been in the shelter for more than a year!

So share, share, share.

Sharing is caring.

And sharing helps save lives.

Which segues right into our next portion of this post.

Whoo Hoo

Back before Just Toby confiscated her blog, Donna from the blog f/k/a  Donna and the Dogs shared a photo of a sweet Lab named Simon.

At the time Donna was considering adding Simon to her pack but the fit just wasn’t quite right.  So she shared Simon on her blog.

She had a footer on the blog that had a picture of Simon and a link to adopt him.

WHOO HOOO as of September 8th, Simon has been adopted!

Donna, modestly claims that her blog didn’t assist in his adoption but I disagree!  Even though his new family found him on Petfinder, they could have heard about him and gone searching.

Never under estimate your part in the Universe.

That wraps it up for this post, any W.T.F’s or Whoo Hoo’s you’d like to share?

Pumple Shots

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I have a very small kitchen.  I can almost reach from the sink across the kitchen and grab a pan from the stove.

Almost.

Our previous kitchen was HUGE.  I mean HUGE.  It was one of those old-fashion eat in kitchens.  No dining room.  Just a big kitchen.

After five years Hubby and I have adjusted to cooking in a small kitchen.  We can manage it, when it’s just the two of us.

Sometimes I’ve been heard to say, there are too many of us in the kitchen.  Considering we have two decent sized dogs and one small cat that thinks he’s a dog.

I try hard to keep the animals on the fringe of the kitchen.  They can sit right on the edge where they can catch-all the action, they just can’t enter.

What’s she cooking today? Do you think we’ll get some?

 

It’s a daily struggle.

But well worth the effort to save a bit of sanity (not to mention stepped on paws or tails) while working.

Seriously nothing is worse than stepping backward with a full pot of boiling pasta and hearing “MEOWWWWWWWWWWW.”

When all has gone according to plan, I like to reward the participants with a treat.  Sometimes I give them beef hearts or turkey hearts, but some days you want to give them a little something special.

I call these Pumple Shots.

Here’s what you’ll need:

A half and half mixture of canned pumpkin (if you’re industrious and like to make your own pumpkin good for you!) and unsweetened applesauce

a small muffin tin, or something similar

What a cute little tray. (Notice the lab inspector in the bottom right of the shot. She was there to assure nothing tainted went into any of her treats. It’s important to have a good quality control inspector.)

 

Mix the pumpkin and the applesauce together, if your freezing container is bigger than mine, feel free to layer instead of mixing.  It matters not.

Fill the container with the Pumple mix and freeze.

That’s gonna make some crazy lab pretty woofing happy,

I got these cute little forms at the Animal Rescue site.

The depth of this mold surprised me, when I pulled the treat out they were HUGE.

My hand is on the small side, but these were big treats!

 

It mattered not.  Delilah had hers in her mouth BEFORE I could snap the picture.   But I would say they both enjoyed them.

I’m not sure about this mom, give me a minute to figure it out.

 

 

The remaining treats went on a plate, which I covered with foil and stuck back in the freezer.

 

 

 

 

I mixed these up last night and froze them overnight and it was perfect.

The mold I used was made out of silicone so the treats just popped right out, but it you are using a tin mold, you might want to add just a touch of non-stick spray.

Do your pups like frozen treats?  What kinds of frozen treats do you make?

Do you feel like hopping today?

This is the Tasty Tuesday blog hop, hosted by Kol’s Notes and Sugar, the Golden Retriever.


A Monday Kind of Friday

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I had a Monday…..last Friday.

It started off nicely enough. The jeans I wanted to wear… fit.

A Friday doesn’t start much better than that.

I got to work, made the coffee and my boss called.

Those landscape plans came in late last night and have to be delivered immediately.

No problem it was a beautiful day for a ride, so I grabbed the plans and hopped in the car.  I cruised along with the windows down, listening to Springsteen playing thru the radio.

The woman I was delivering the plans to is a dog lover and we’ve talked dog before.  It’s true what Pamela at Something Wagging says, We’re All The Same When We Love a Dog.

We already have something in common and can start a conversation.

How’s your woofies she asked.

They’re great, how are yours?

After confirming that our dogs were good, it was time to head back to work.

I walked in the door and said, I need my coffee.

Grab my cup and head to the break room and…. my co-workers had drunk most of it.  One of the gals offered to split the tiny bit that was left, but I said don’t worry about it, I’ll make more.

I reset the coffee pot and went to check my e-mails…..ah the coffee was ready.

I grabbed my cup and headed once again to the break room when in walked the water supply guy. He replaced our empties with full ones and went to use the men’s room.

Meanwhile, the phone had rung and I was once again back at my desk, minus coffee.

The water guy had just left the building and climbed into his truck when I heard water running.

Oh crap, I hope a pipe didn’t burst, we just had the office painted.

As I ran past the break room I noticed the spigot on the water cooler had broken and water was just pouring out onto the floor.  I grabbed the spigot and tried to fit it back on the cooler.

The phone rang.

HELP I shouted.  Thankfully one of my co-workers grabbed the phone for me, and then I remember the water guy might still be here.

HELP I shouted again.

I had two choices.  Stand there like the little Dutch boy with his finger in the dam while the water guy slipped away, or let the water run all over the floor while I attempted to grab the water guy.

I ripped the bottle of water off the cooler and ran for the door.

The water guy looked up in shock as I burst through the doors and ran frantically up to his truck waving my arms.

The spigot broke and water is just gushing all over the floor!

He looked at me like I’d just said, aliens invaded NYC, but thankfully he shut off the truck and followed me inside.

By the time we got back to the break room another co-worker had grabbed a pitcher and was catching the last of the water.

I’ll be back on Monday the water guy said as he exited the building with our water cooler, leaving me on floor with a roll of paper towels, and an empty coffee cup sitting on the table.

Great, see you Monday.

P.S. I tried not to let the start color the rest of my day.  I looked forward to an evening walk with my puppies, just a half-hour of mindless nothing, me and the puppies communing with nature.

Somehow even with the beauty of nature and time with the dogs couldn’t shake the funk.

How do you shake off the funk of a bad day?

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