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Month: November 2006
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Alayne and I gave blind Brynn, now 5 months old, a bath this afternoon … well, more like a shower with a hose. Brynn has an ectopic ureter, which means one kidney is sending urine not to her bladder but instead to her uterus. (Ectopic ureters can actually end up taking urine to the strangest…
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The wonderful folks at West Paw Design in Bozeman, Montana — who make our favorite dog beds among other great pet products — kindly sent us a huge box of donated goodies yesterday. Blind Goldie with the incredible nose (see Monday’s post) went absolutely crazy because she KNEW there were soft toys with squeakers inside…
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Somewhere along the way in the past few months, blind Callie the Dachshund decided she’d be a personal groomer for the other dogs. She loves to give their backs a careful going-over, licking them clean. Oddly, she ONLY does backs … nothing else, please. And she focuses only on the big dogs, for some reason,…
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Blind Goldie, who has one of the best noses in the nose business, convinced herself this weekend there was still food in the stack of empty dog dishes. She kept jumping up on the green Rubbermaid tub (where we store the dry dog food) so she could push the dishes around, hoping (I think) to…
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The November/ December issue of Bark Magazine has just come out with a wonderful feature story on the sanctuary. In the magazine’s preview of the article, they described it as "A visit to the amazing Rolling Dog Ranch — a sanctuary for disabled animals in Big Sky country — get inspired!" We actually haven’t seen…
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I was out scooping poop in the Widget’s House dog paddocks this morning when I looked over and saw Travis — a.k.a. "Perch" — surveying his domain from on top the big wooden reel. The reel is left over from last year’s construction project, building Beauty’s Barn, when we had to lay in more power…
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I walked out into the living room tonight and saw Bailey the miniature Dachshund asleep with his face buried inside his stuffed bear. Well, it once WAS a stuffed bear — and a big one at that, twice Bailey’s size — but over the past several months he’s happily ripped out all the stuffing. ("I’ll…
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One of our wonderful volunteers, Laura B. from Helena, brought Willie the blind Beagle and Spirit the paralyzed Yorkie back to the ranch from the vet clinic this weekend. I took this photo tonight of Willie in our living room, enjoying the wood stove. And making yet another appearance, over on the right is the…
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I had to take little old Ricky, who came to us this past June, to the vet today to be put to sleep. I took this photo of Alayne holding Ricky in happier days. Already ancient when he arrived, stone deaf and with no teeth, we knew Ricky wouldn’t be with us for that long. …