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Month: April 2008
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I knew last week when I had the studded snow tires taken off the truck and horse trailer that I was only asking for trouble … in the form of a spring blizzard. Well, it arrived a couple of hours ahead of schedule this afternoon. I took the photo above looking towards Widget’s House from…
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I received an email with the subject line, "Dog with crippled leg." It came from Deb N., who does rescue work on her own in Browning, Montana, on the Blackfeet Indian Reservation. The dog had been picked up as a stray by the local animal control officer. Deb wrote, "She has a crippled front leg,…
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I headed to Helena bright and early this morning to take blind Briggs in for a recheck on his eye surgery, drop off blind Evelyn for a skin problem, and pick up three ladies — Duchess, Lady and a new arrival named Sweetie. (More on them tomorrow!) As you may recall, our vet Brenda Culver…
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The AARP just published this week a wonderful "package" of stories about the ranch on their AARP Bulletin Web site. There is a story by freelance writer Sharon Peters, and then a companion multimedia slideshow by Pulitzer Prize-winning photojournalist Mark Osler, who spent 3 days with us back in February. AARP has also made available…
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I walked into the kitchen the other evening and looked over to see blind Widget doing "the Loom," as we call it. This is where she stands and stares at another dog who is occupying a chair or bed she wants. In this case, she’s focused on deaf Stuart. She will stand there for what…
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Blind Mitch, who came to us recently from a rescue group in Indiana, is back at the ranch from the vet hospital, still not neutered and with doctor’s orders for very restricted activity. That’s because the routine testing we do on new arrivals found that he has a bad case of heartworms. Our internal medicine…
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Here are Molly and Priscilla, two blind Poodle sisters who arrived today from Fort Worth, Texas. These two girls are so incredibly sweet. They came to us in a round-about way from the same folks who sent us Creighton the blind Lab puppy. While we were working out Creighton’s trip to Montana, Debbie L., who…
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Beagles can be very intense about two major things in life: sleeping and eating. (Fortunately our Beagles are spayed and neutered, so we don’t have to worry about the third major thing in life.) I got this photo above of deaf Stuart sacked out in a chair in our living room. There’s something truly debauched…
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We have another happy adoption to report! Our wonderful, long-time volunteer Laura W. from Helena has adopted blind Levi. This sweet boy is a cross between a black Lab and something large with a big fluffy, curly tail (Akita? Husky?). You can read his original story here. Because he was beaten blind — his eyes…
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We have tried to figure this out, but we’re just not sure why Bailey the Dachshund with the bad back loves to bury his head — and only his head — under something. Whether it’s Mr. Orangutan the stuffed toy as above, or a comfy fleece blanket as below, Bailey likes to keep his head…