Thursday, July 22, 2010

Thank you to our Wonderful Auntie Irma

Today the weens received a special box.

It sat on the kitchen table until Daddy Ween got home so he could enjoy it too.
It tormented Momma Ween.

But in the end we decided Shiloh should model with the goodies. He's a happy little man.

Then we heard complaining from the group ... so we group posed.

One of these Weens is not like the other "sings" It cracked me up so I had to share.

wrapped up in his Rescue blankie. LOVE IT!

Kai ... approves of this message.

A video of Shiloh posing with his goodies and more.

We want to thank you for everything.
You totally made the tails wag, the kidos smile and us too!!!
( ok and me cry but it was a happy cry ) It's rare we see a box come our way so when one does it's pretty exciting for everyone.
Shiloh really loves his blankies, treats and even took an interest in the star. YAY that's a first. Kai was right there the moment he found out there were Squeaky toys to be had. He's the squeaky toy boy for sure. There was some tug o war over the hotdogs too. Too funny!

  Please ignore the chubby chick. She's my stunt double. HA!

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Pweese Vote For Me?

So wif da help of my mudder I am sending out a little note on the bloggyweb.  I getz tu sit here on her wap and type out a speccial noot tu yu all.  Who wants tu see a special needs felwoo like mi make it to be dog of da munf eh?   Tell the world dat special needs babies are just as awesome as da regular folkses oke?

Yu can take a Peek See here:

Wuvs & licks,
Shiwoo ...


Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Helping Precious

Call it a community outreach.   If you can help, if you want to help.  Either contact me via E-mail or through the vet link:   Animal Hospital, Inc.

Fellow bloggers please feel free to cross post this if you wish.   The more we can reach the more help this sweetheart can possibly get.  Xo ~ Sarah 
What a sweet little girl

As told by Kelly a fellow member of

Precious's story came across to me on Friday June 9th, I at first closed the window since I had to get to sleep for the next morning for the annual Dachshund picnic and I had so much to do prior so the dogs would be ready and I had everything packed up.
After closing the window I looked down and Speed Racer my downed doxie who I have had for 3 1/2 years now...he was giving me that puzzled look like he knew what I had just read and he was asking why I would not save her...So I got back on re read everything and saw that I was going to be in the same exact area as Precious that next day after the picnic. I posted I would take her and went to sleep...I could hardly sleep thinking about this girl in need and why on earth someone would want to give up such a dog. That morning I called the owner, she told me that she had a 2 year old daughter and one on the way, as well as 2 other dachshunds and could no longer care for Precious....I told her I was going to be in the area after after 4, she said she had a birthday party to go to at 4 and it would be an all night I said I was on my way now and would arrive at her house around noon.
I got to her house and Precious and 2 other dachshunds came running to the door, the owner told me that Precious had been in this condition for 3 years (she is 4 years old), and that the much bigger older dachshund had jumped on her back causing this injury. She said she took her to the vet (though no evidence of this such visit was offered). Then as quick as I was in the house I was basically shooed out the door with Precious as if me taking her just ended her pain in the side.

I took Precious to my van in which my doxie crew of 5 awaited to sniff out the new visitor. I cuddled Precious to calm her which she was already calm and oddly me taking her from the home she has known all her life did not bother her at all, she licked my face and nuzzled in my arm.

I wanted to look her over to check for anything that could be harmful to my dogs, fleas ticks, ect...she was clean from those. But she sure smelled awful and needed a bath. I took in her mouth and was shocked at what I saw...her poor teeth were rotten and I could see the infection oozing out of many of her teeth, I wanted to vomit right then. I began to cry and ask myself how could anyone allow this to happen to an animal, even though I know such things happen all the time.

Precious got to enjoy the day in a stroller I had picked up that week for my dogs who needed a time out spot during the weekend. She met others from the board which her rescue plea was placed. She did very well despite the hot weather and the overwhelming amount of dogs barking and walking around...she must have though she had died and gone to dachshund Heaven...since there were so many around her with owners and lots of dachshund love.

The next day Precious got to enjoy a family outing with my 4 daughters, my husband and my parents as well as my dachshund Speedy. I was relieved how calm she was and how she seemed to just fit in.

That Monday was the dreaded vet visit which I knew was not going to be pretty.
She got her shots, her test for worms, heart worm test, she got meds for her ear which was infected, she also had an evaluation of her mouth and...the news was not good, Precious's teeth were in sever need of a dental and many of her teeth would need to be removed due to being loose and due to the infection just rotting the teeth. She also needed to be spayed, but could not happen because SURPRISE she was in heat and far into her heat cycle (ohhh nooo please do not let this poor dog be pregnant). I left the vet with the meds for her ear, her infection, the sores of her belly, legs, feet, thighs and an estimate of how much her spay and dental was going to cost...I was shocked to see that it was between $740-$1,200  with the higher amount the most correct for what needed to be done for this girl. She will lose teeth from canine to canine because they are all loose, she will lose many others as well and the money was not the shocker it was how bad her teeth were...and how a 4 year old dog could have such bad teeth I had 5 others at home ranging from 4-9 and not one of them had anything even close to this poor girl.

Wish List

  • Puppy Piddle pads ~ these are used for expressing her bladder and as a cover on her bed for leakage since she can not control her bowels or bladder.
  • Size 3 disposable diapers
  • Onsies & thin sleepers ~ size medium or 6-9 months size ~ these keep her from getting pressure sores also keeps her belly from rug burn and rashes.
  • Baby socks/booties...these keep her feet safe from bumps and blisters since they drag behind her.
  • Dog bath wipes  ~ (or human bath wipes) these are used to wash off feet or private area before and after she needs to be expressed, since urine can leak on to her tail, legs & paws...this reduces infection and urine burn to these areas.

We appreciate any items. Funds towards vet costs and thermal hydro therapy which will begin soon.

Funds can be sent to the vet directly the name of Precious Mattiuz if anyone feels uncomfortable with sending to me....

Thanks so Much


Precious thanks you as well!


Monday, July 19, 2010

Pookie Tanookie Bear ...

What a sleeping one looks like...


There is something very special about this sweet velvety snoot that can not be denied when the Pookie Tanookie Bear is wide awake and wiggly with glee.   With it's wrinkly little chin and slight overbite that makes him have character I can not resist giving it smooches..   Awake or asleep. 


Friday, July 16, 2010

Being blind

doesn't mean you wont make friends.

Zoe and Shiloh, Independence Day

The Three amigos ...


Shortly after the photo was taken they were on the floor beating the snootle out of each other.  Molly, being the wise one, barked from the couch.  Egging them on but staying out of teeth aim. 

Shiloh has a way of making everyone love him.  Even my Dad sat and petted him for a bit and my Dad is a Dachshund HATER.   Getting bit as a child has it's effects on some I suppose.  I'm converting him to the dark side slowly but surely.  :)

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

New Doxie Digs

So today .. while happily gawking at Craigslist I wandered into the pet section.   Tabu in my world.  I have too many furbs.   Low and behold a stroller for 15 dollars.   I emailed, she emailed back and I went to have a look see.   Well the stroller would have been fine for the more petite in life.  At 5'11' it just wasn't going to happen.  In my mind I was saying damn damn damn over and over because I was hoping to take Shiloh out on leisurely strolls.   Oh well ...  but then I remembered the other postings I saw here in town and asked about them.

One was for a large metal crate and an X-pen. ( exercise pen )

The X-pen was big.   The old rusty wheels started thinking about $.   I asked about the crate.  The hubby got it out, oh it's big flat..  He set it up.  It looked easy .. it was HUGE.   Again the rusty wheel is clanking round and round.   Can I afford this?   Can I afford to NOT get these when I have so been wanting something larger ever since the weens accepted the 4th ween into the herd.  The mind said "Aaron's going to kill you"  ...  Hrmms.. hard to argue with that.  The deal was $75 bucks.   Right now that's painful but the weens needed it and in the end it helped remove 2 things from the bedroom in my mind.   I went for it.  *gasp*

I spent the next hour after coming home tidying up the pet carriers I have had sitting in the garage that I had intended to sell in a garage sale that I know would never happen and the crate so that I could put them onto craigslist.  Re-coup some of the moolah and not have to hear the hubby grouse too much.  He's good natured but he thinks my pooch obsession is crazy.  :) 

So here is the original pen that held 3 of them.  Not too bad of a size and they liked it fine with no complaints but when we tried adding Shiloh for an evening lots of whining going on and not enough room.


Then we have Shangri la 

An improvement.. No?


Shiloh approves... Molly already settled in behind him claiming her spot. 

The weens enjoying their new digs.  :)

Sunday, July 11, 2010

,.-~*´¨¯¨`*·~-.¸-( BeBe turns 2 )-,.-~*´¨¯¨`*·~-.¸

Well .. tomorrow is the official day but for once I will be out and about tomorrow and wont be able to post. So I figured I'd get the jump on things and post today. I'm excited about tomorrow because my Dad sad to say has sprained his knee but he asked ME to go on a bit of a road trip to pick up some things he needs in towns quite far away. Using his truck no less.  Newport first for Tuna Pinch Pullers and then on to Lyon's for Oak Ribs.  But that's not the fun part. I will be by at least a Pet Co or Pet Smart so I'm going to pick out something extra special for my lil grey man tomorrow and bring it home for him. I can't wait. 

So ... I made him a lil hat this morning and coerced him into some photos with Zuke's Salmon treats. His faves. 

I is not amuzed Mommi.

If you insist

Oh .. you has a nom for mi?

Yes ... ladies I'z 2 tomorrow.  I'm single, neutered and smexy.

he was kicking his paws against the blankie and wagging his tail during this shot.

Though I love each and every one of my weens I have to say BeBe has become my
little heart ween.  Happy "early" Birthday my sweetest lil grey man! 

Singing .. Happy Birthday ...  Howl style 

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Happiness is ....

watching Shiloh play for the first time.   It wasn't overly exuberant zoomies but there was definite butt swing action happening.   For the first time in days I felt so good inside seeing it happen.   You see for the blog side of my world I haven't mentioned that I had to make the choice of putting my heart kitty down Monday the 28th.  He went to the rainbow bridge at 2:45pm.  It was extremely hard.  I worked 12.5 hours that day.  I didn't have much time to cry.  A good friend also lost her little Maggie May that day as well.  What a devastating day for us.
I am starting to believe that God placed Shiloh in my care perhaps not for Shiloh's well being but for mine.  Because he requires a bit more care than the others and is needing that extra affection right now I have had to focus more on him and less on my grief of losing my heart kitty.  Shiloh lays on his back, in my arms.. just like my Tigger did.  I find such comfort in that.  His silky tummy hair is like Mr. P's too.  Just little things in a "dog" that remind me of my "cat"  It makes me feel happy.

I have, however, been stressing over the fact that Shiloh's site is pretty much ... non-existent. Would the weens ever accept him into the sleeping pile.  Would they frolic with him.  Would he ever play?  He doesn't seem to get what a stuffy is but adores chew treats.   But today ... today I saw him play and it was like sunshine through a dark grey cloud.  I loved it.   I was able to catch some of it via my phone and so I share it here with you all to enjoy.

Shiloh's first real play.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

New blog photo

So with MUCH effort I was able to get the four of them to sit and somewhat stay relatively decent for a "family" photo this afternoon.  

So I'm curious.  What does everyone think?  :)