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Month: September 2012
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We've joked in past years about the "barbarians at the gate," and yes, the gate is still up and the cast of characters — though changing a bit over time — is still very much there. The intent, as always, is to get to our meals. In the photo above, that's Dexter on the left,…
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I took this photo the other evening in the dog room after we finished feeding the gang their dinner. Blind Madison had happily eaten her meal — her bowl is on the floor behind her — and then headed straight to the cot. By the way she draped herself across the bedding, Alayne and I…
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I took this photo a couple of days ago of the blaze of fall foliage around the pond. We’re getting close to peak colors now but aren’t quite there yet. As I’ve mentioned before, fall has always been our favorite season, though we just wish the colors would last a lot longer! It’s always a…
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So Dexter the Dachshund's overturned bed has become someone else's … well, we call it his throne. As in, King Wilbur the 1st. To paraphrase an old expression: "In the land of the blind, the one-eyed dog is king." Wilbur has basically decided this is where he belongs now. He no longer wants to be…
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Well, the wild turkeys who would flee months ago as soon as we opened a door have now made themselves entirely at home here. They wander around the farm at will, up the drive, past the dog yards, through the gardens, under the apple trees. The dogs don't even pay any attention to them any…
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Our wonderful groomer, Lori Fillion of Littleton, was here yesterday to spiff up a number of the dogs. It turned out to be easier to groom four blind dogs than to get all of them to look at the camera at the same time. (Although to be fair to the dogs, sometimes I've had a…
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We have noticed over the years that the smaller dogs have an uncanny ability to find the single hole in a blanket and proceed to get themselves stuck in it. For some reason the hole becomes the only way out of the blanket. Rather than going back the way they came in, i.e., by de-burrowing,…
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Well, it's not just Ella who gets to sleep in bed. Shirley L. in Oregon, who adopted wobbly Mink from us last year, just sent us this photo of the Schminkers with her husband James. Shirley says Mink sleeps between them at night, and she got out of bed on a recent morning to take…
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Jennifer M. in Napa, California just sent us this video of blind-and-deaf Gabe rolling in their yard. Jennifer and her husband Paul adopted Gabe from us back in 2010, soon after Gabe had finished a lengthy period of cancer treatment requiring both surgery and weeks of radiation therapy. (Jennifer and Paul later adopted three-legged…
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