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Month: May 2013
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Speaking of barbarians at the gate, we've had Wilbur on a diet for the last few months because … well, because he was getting a bit chunky. He protested the new diet, of course, but recently discovered one unintended (and potentially exciting) benefit — his new, slimmer body now can almost fit through the bars…
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Blind Sophie thought it might be a good idea to show the new kids on the block the best way to get handouts from the humans at the table on the other side of the gate. Sitting and staring, as blind Darla is doing, or standing and staring, as Bentley is doing, is rather ineffective…
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This rather rotund fellow is blind Zach, who came from the same shelter as Darla. After we had agreed to take Darla and just before our transport arrived, the shelter director emailed me to say: So the luck of this is like getting hit by lightning – we just had another dog that is blind…
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Washington, D.C. may have its cherry blossoms, but we've got our apple blossoms … and everywhere we look right now, it's stunning. Apple trees are blossoming across the farm. I took the photo above on Saturday evening; you can see that different trees are in different stages of blossoming. I took this next shot this…
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Well, after an anxious month waiting to find out, we had some great news yesterday from Widget's follow-up ultrasound. Our internal medicine specialist, Dr. Tanya Donovan, found that the two suspicious growths in Widget's spleen had not changed at all during the time, so there was nothing we needed to worry about at this point.…
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This beautiful girl arrived last week from Michigan, and wow, what a doll she is. Her name is Darla and she is a real love — so affectionate and sweet. We don't know how long she's been blind from her cataracts, but judging from how tentative she is in her movements, we doubt she's been…
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Last fall I did a lengthy interview with a writer from The Horse magazine for a feature story on blind horses. The article ran last November but was behind a paywall on The Horse website until just recently. That's a screenshot above, and the link to read the full article is here. One of the…
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Bentley our once-blind Yorkie apparently heard that Wilbur got plenty of points for the "cuteness factor" with his tongue sticking out all the time, so he's showing us he can be just as darn cute with his tongue. We had to do about $700 worth of oral surgery on Bentley while he was still with the…
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She may be completely blind, but Lena knows there's hay on the utility vehicle — and when I drive up into her paddock, she comes slowly trotting after it. No, she's not going to run into it — she can tell exactly where she is, relative to the vehicle, by the sound. And Lena's a…
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This is little blind Clyde enjoying the sun coming through the solarium the other morning. He's come a long way since he first arrived, when he was more Yorkshire Terror than Terrier. Clyde would routinely — and without any provocation — attack other dogs, especially any big dogs who happened to be around. (A death…
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