Online...Finally


I am online finally. I now can start to feel like it is home. Sad that it takes Internet to do this, but it does...at least for me.

Had a little scare yesterday. Albert and Sally ran off around midnight. I got a call at 8am the next day. A good neighbor found Albert and Sally found her way home across a busy highway.

My car died tonight so might be hit with funds and the fence delayed. I really need a fence put up. I started the project with cemented posts.

1:30am...tired

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Finally, some pics!



Here are some road pics from CA 2 TN and new cabin pics of our first snow. Was the coldest day in 10 years...7 degrees and minus 3 wind chill. We loved it!




Working Out the Kinks




Still can't post new pics...coming soon.

We are working out the kinks still, especially the morning routine.

Right now I have two long leashes tied into the ground. I tie two dogs on the leashes in the morning, Albert and Sally. George can roam free because he stays local and is slow moving. Both Albert and Sally will roam.

I need a fence and funds have limited this as of yet. I need about $500 to do it right from Home Depot and am not close to that. So for now it is the leashes. My neighbors cannot see the leashes and probably wonder how I have such great control over the dogs. Because of the distance between properties, all you can see is the dogs on grass.

Also, my PC monitor on my laptop fried...I can barley see the screen as I type. A short almost destroyed the thing.

So...little by little. Overall, I love the place and TN is wonderful. Very Mayberry where I live. Thanks for all the good thoughts and prayers.

I will visit many of your sites when I am more settled...still working on DL, Registration, tags...all the fun stuff!

So Far, So Good

I've had no Internet connection so have been out of touch but just found out today my neighbors have a wireless connection that I tapped into...so free Internet!

That was a surprise!

The dogs have been doing well until last night. I threw a tennis ball for George and Albert ran after it. They met the ball at the same time and George grabbed Albert in the neck. I had to chock him for him to release. Then he went after him again. This was disappointing.

So for an encore Sally trumped George and ran after a loose dog in the backyard. Mind you, these yards have no fences between yards and one acre blends into another.

This black shepherd runs through backyards and Sally went after her on the leash. I decided to let her chase this dog and see what happens. I knew the dog was harmless. Sally went after her like a an addict after the next fix.

She then trotted back.

I felt proud of her. She defended her turf!

My new neighbors are great on both sides. One of which is a dog lover herself. I am blessed to have such wonderful neighbors.

When I get my camera and PC set up right I will post pics...lots of good ones.

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Arrived Safely!

We are all in TN now...arrived safely. Drove the 2k miles w/three dogs and they were GREAT!!!

I got here and was both blessed and surprised by a home virtually all set up for me by my best buddy and his family.

Am at library now and will get Internet service and all the rest shortly.

Also am going to build a fence soon as well.

Pics coming...

We're Finally Off!

Well, it is happening today as of 4:30AM.

We are moving to TN!

I am tired, went through the craziest week of my life--from Seinfeld one night to leaving for TN in a week.

YES...I am exhausted...but God provided a lot of help in my parents and friends.

I cannot blog from the road, but I will have good stories to share. All four of us are driving together. Albert in back seat/upper deck, Sally back seat/lower deck, George front seat passenger.

Wish us well!
Joe

Call It Home?

YUP!!!

This is our new home in Tennessee!

God is good and the dogs all go with me!

Yes...I am about to drive 2,000 miles with a car packed to move and three dogs!

Crazy?

Maybe.

Then I got a call from my best friend. He says, "Radical idea...I will drive from TN to LA and drive back with you with my son!"

WHAT?

Only about 24 hours earlier did I decide to get this place. The last 48 hours has been INSANE.

Imagine knowing you have to mive in a week?

A WEEK!

Do I take all three dogs or not? Can I take all three dogs? How will I sell all my furniture? Do I ship my stuff?

I called U-Haul and cranched numbers...decided my buddy comingout was the best idea.

Well today I made the crazy decision to do a FREE craigslist ad. If you are ever lonelt, do a FREE craigslist ad.

I got about 20 calls in two hours.

At one time, four people came at once--
1. To pick up two couches
2. To pick up four fish tanks
3. To pick up a refriderator
4. To pick through my clothes...he left quickly

More to come...wish us luck. We leave Tuesday morning at 3AM.

CA 2 TN ? -- Da Bone

There is a good possibility I might be moving to Tennessee.

I've been working on this for some time and things seem to be progressing quickly.

So the question is...how do I transport three dogs cross country?

I might be staying at a four acre horse farm with a fence that needs mending. I don't know the actual height, but Albert needs a minimum of five feet. How do I construct this and how large should the fenced in area be?

Many more thoughts whirl within...

Any other things to think about?

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The Power of Observation...by accident!

I bought some spare ribs in the market last night real cheap...$3.53 for a rack! Little meat, a lot of bone.

Popped them in the oven and ate them all. What to do with the bones?

For less than $4.00, I just bought the BEST dog chewin' bones on the market!

All three dogs have gone crazy, chewing, chomping...and the best thing is they can't bite them in half. Not splitting or splintering...just hard bones.

Even King George who destroys everything he chews cannot conquer these bones.

Pure chewing delight!

They have been working the bones in the below pics for almost an hour now.








Big George Ate A Box!


I went to Costco to get some much needed food and thought I'd splurge an extra $10 for some duck jerky treats. Unbelievable price for the amount.

Well, the dogs loved them and I had an old box in the house and put a few treats in the box...I mean, I can't just give it to them all the time...they need to hunt and chase.

Here's some pics of George gettin' a little greedy and then a video at the end.











COLD...Snow of the Decade

They are saying there hasn't been this much snow in Big Bear since El Nino in '97!

It is COLD here in So Cal. Last year or so it was very cold as well...global warming?

I usually don't use my heater...in fact it has been so long I don't even know how to turn it on. It's the old school type. Usually I just wear a sweatshirt and jacket inside and put a heavy sleeping bag on the bed.

This year I got the doggies...so here's the plan,

First, one fish tank is all goldfish so they're OK...the other has a small heater...no prob.

Now to the dogs...

1. Turn stove on and put towels or sheets inside


2. Locate sleeping dogs


3. Put warm towels over them


4. Watch them snore

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Beware of the Late Night Walk

Beware of the late night walk...that is when there is a helicopter flying overhead with that super bright light, cop cars racing up and down the street and you look like this

Probably not the best time to try out my ski "let's rob a bank" mask. It is really cold here in So Cal and I have a chest cold or something so I overdue it with the jackets.

I have a ski jacket on, another on top (blue), two hood, two cotton caps, one of which is this old ski mask that producers look for to film the bank robbery scene.

Half way through the walk I realized I was wearing this mask. I can imagine what the car driving by me thought, "Hey...here's the guy!"

There is a drug rehab house on the next block and almost any problems center back to this house. One time police had guns and riffles pulled...it was a real scene...EVERYONE STAY INSIDE kinda thing.

Then there's George...clueless, just looking for the best place to pee.

Gotta love dogs.

CA Rain



Getting blasted with a CA rainstorm
It don't rain much, but when it does...

How do you make sure three dogs get outside
to do their business w/o destroying your carpet?

Lil' help...

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Perfect Christmas Gift


The Almost Indestructible Ball

I love the way they advertise it as the ALMOST...

I George's case this is wise. He has destroyed EVERY toy I have made for him. Any and all balls have been shredded in a matter of minutes.

The 10" ball is reasonably priced at $9.99

If it lasts a month I'd be very happy. This way G can run around the yard and be in motion and never sink his guns into the ball to pop it.

What's your doggie gift list look like?

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Becoming Albert Proof

Since Albert got out this past week, I had to Albert proof my yard. He's the first dog to attempt escape. I thought if the yard held Crazy Ivan I was OK. Albert challenged that notion.

I found some old fencing in my front yard buried under ivy and shrub. It probably hadn't been used in 20 years. It almost connected with the other fence, but fell about three feet short. I put up the chicken wire I had that Albert jumped over to connect the two fences, but thought it wouldn't hold.

I went next door to get a drill from my neighbor and he offered some plywood. I drilled a few holes and tied it to the two fences. At the local OSH Home Center I bought four looped screws, wire, and cement.

I dug a two feet hole where the blue oval is and cemented the metal post. Then I screwed the loops in by hand, put up the fence and chicken wired it up.

Overall, it worked out well.

I field tested it by tempting Al to jump over it and all he could do was lean against it. He tried to do what he did before and wasn't successful. His standing jump was impressive--he came near the top. I think in his dog mind there are no more options so he hasn't tried since.

At least I purchased dog tags for everyone!
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Albert Lucky


When I got home, went outside and saw no Albert on Thursday my first thought was ...

I hope he wasn't hit by a car!

Crazy Ivan almost got hit by a car when he got out and that was scary. it was like a slow motion dream where you are out of reach when a disaster is just about to take place and in slow mo you scream, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

When I jumped on my bike to look for him, at every turn from one block to the next I cringed waiting to see him on the street, laying there injured. I thought about how I would have to race back, get my car, load him inside and go to the vet.

How would I pay the vet bill? Is he dead? How could life change so dramatically so quickly?

One thing I've realized with my foster dogs, it can be a NY Minute existence...thank you Don Henley

Ol' Al has been knocked out all day. Living the playboy lifestyle got to him. Carousing all night, cruising the local backyards looking for some tail...

Thanks again for all the kind emails...meant a lot to me!!!

Kindness always has a 100 fold return on your investment


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ALBERT FOUND


WHOO HOOO

ALBERT WAS FOUND!!!

I was outside picking up a fence and a neighbor
drove up and asked, "Did you lose a dog?"

Ah...YES!!!

He's down the street...

My neighbor Jean-Pierre jogged down the street to help.

There was Albert...cruising along like he owns the world.

Thanks for your prayers and support...
Meant a lot!

JP and Al doing same hang time!

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Albert Lost: Sad Day



I came home today and Albert was gone. It looks like he bent the wire fence and jumped over. One man saw me walking with an empty leash and said he saw him...but that was as close as I have been thus far.

I put two ads in craigslist and hope someone will call.

Wish us the best!

Pedigree Dogs Exposed: A Genetic Disaster



BBC One reveals shocking truth about pedigree dog breeding in UK

A pug gasps for breath, his face so flat he damages his eyes if he bumps into things; a cavalier King Charles spaniel writhes in agony and must be put to sleep to end its pain; a distraught owner holds his beloved boxer who is fitting uncontrollably...

Two years in the making, Pedigree Dogs Exposed lifts the lid on the true extent of health and welfare problems in pedigree dogs in the UK.

Seventy-five per cent of the seven million dogs in the UK are pedigrees, and they cost their owners over £10m in vet fees every week.

This in-depth investigation suggests they are in serious trouble, plagued by genetic disease due to decades of inbreeding.

They are also suffering acute problems because of the showring's emphasis on looks over and above function and health.

Some physical traits required by the Kennel Club's breed standards have inherent health problems (short faces, wrinkling, screw-tails, dwarfism) while other problems occur because of exaggerations bred into dogs by breeders trying to=2 0win rosettes.

Deliberate mating of dogs that are close relatives is common practice and the Kennel Club continues to register dogs bred from mother-to-son and brother-to-sister matings.

Scientists at Imperial College, London, recently found that pugs in the UK are so inbred that, although there are 10,000 of them, it is the equivalent of just 50 distinct individuals – making them more genetically compromised than the giant panda.

Steve Jones, Professor of Genetics, UCL, says: "People are carrying out breeding which would be, first of all, be entirely illegal in humans and secondly is absolutely insane from the point of view of the health of the animals."

He adds: "In some breeds they are paying a terrible, terrible price in genetic disease."

The film exposes the devastating consequences of such genetic disease for dogs and the distress it causes their owners.

Disturbing footage is shown of a cavalier King Charles spaniel writhing in agony due to syringomyelia, estimated to affect up to a third of the breed.

They have been bred with skulls too small for their brains, explains veterinary neurologist Clare Rusbridge: "The cavalier's brain is like a size 10 foot that has been shoved into a size six shoe – it doesn't fit."

Boxers suffer from several life-threatening health issues – including heart disease and a very high rate of cancer, especially brain tumours.

There are no official figures to say how many boxers suffer from epilepsy but in some breeds it is 20 times the rate found in humans. Two-year-old Zak is filmed while fitting and the distress the disease causes for him and his owners is obvious.

The film also demonstrates how some breeders produce dogs with pronounced physical attributes – "exaggerations" – in their efforts to attract a dog show judge's eye.

The breed standards are set by the Kennel Club but are open to interpretation and the film shows how, as fashion changes, so do the dogs, leading to serious health and welfare problems in some breeds.

Bulldogs, for example, have been bred to be such an unnatural shape that most can no longer mate or give birth unassisted.

The RSPCA's Chief Vet Mark Evans says: "The show world is about an obsession, about beauty, and there is a ridiculous concept that that is how we should judge dogs…

"It takes no account of your temperament, your fitness for purpose potentially as a pet animal – and that to me just makes absolutely no sense at all."

The film also exposes famous show champions that continue to father puppies despite having serious inherited disease, and demonstrates that some breeders cull perfectly healthy puppies on purely cosmetic grounds.

As the filmmaker Jemima becomes increasingly concerned with what she uncovers, she challenges the Kennel Club.

The Kennel Club, however, robustly defends its position as the guardian of dog health, pointing out the initiatives it has taken to improve pedigree dog health – including their accredited breeder scheme which sets a code of conduct for breeders and asks them to make use of health screening schemes.

It also insists that "the vast majority of dog breeds are healthy".

Ultimately, the film concludes that far from enough is being done.

As Professor Jones says: "If the dog breeders insist on going further down that road, I can say with confidence really that there is a universe of suffering waiting for many of these breeds and many if not most of these breeds will not survive.

"They will get so inbred that they will be unable to reproduce and their genes will come to a dead end."

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Pass Me the Bran!


Someone saw Albert yesterday and Sally. Al was the main focus. It went well.

They seemed to bond well after a walk. Sally was very timid and had a noticeable limp. For a second I found myself sounding like a used car salesman...then I woke up and realized this was Sally I was speaking of...I don't need to "sell" her and made no excuses for her limp. I don't know what happened and for whatever reason, the first person interested in her saw her with a limp.

That's life!

It is hard to read people interested in a dog. There are so many factors that are layered in feelings.

A woman came over to see Zoey, my little Dane pup and she walked down the driveway saying, "I am 99.9% sure this is the dog for me!"

Next day I get an email saying she passed. No reason.

I take none of this personally. Not in the slightest.

I will never compromise regarding adoption. Either it is a fit or it is not. I don't want wishy-washy people. This is CAN discern quickly.

...more to come

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What Dogs REALLY Say When They Bark!


Someone is coming by today to see Albert and Sally for adoption. Sounds like a good fit for these dogs. He wants a Lab and a German Shepherd...so I asked if he would be interested in both and there is interest. Time will tell if this is a fit. They both deserve great homes and to keep them together would be ideal.
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George Goes to Catholic Church

.Evidently, George was best buds with my dad while I was gone over the weekend.

This was the first time I left him alone with anyone...and I find out George went to Catholic Church this Sunday!

Let me explain...my dad has been putting together a pancake breakfast at his church for over 30 years now. Four or five times a year he organizes a breakfast for the church members after each Sunday service (Mass).

To my astonishment, my pops tells me George looked bored early Sunday morning so he brought him up to church to prepare for the breakfast. Everyone loved George...he just sat inside the rec hall and laid down. All the "old ladies" loved George my dad tells me.

Keep in mind my dad is 82...so if he wants to say "old" I guess he can get away with it!

Go Figure...King George...the big bad boy goes to church. Now I can legitimately call him St. George.

I was proud of my dad doing this. It meant a lot to me. I just thought it was cool. Simple as that.


This picture does not do justice to this house. Maybe the guy is bored, trying to win a contest...just digs Christmas???

Walking St. George tonight before bed and had to grab a quick pic.

Either way, this house is the premium package. There are four separate moving features the pic doesn't show...then there's the now popular circular air Santa thingy that looks like a pre-kindergarten jumping bouncy whatchamacallit parents rent for their kids' birthday party.

People like this fascinate me. If I had a better camera, I would show how much effort was needed to put up each of the spiral lights that run in a circle, all coordinated together. It's really unbelievable.

I helped my dad take the fake tree out of the attic tonight and got tired.

The home owner even has a big bushy beard...coincidence?

Oh yeah...I changed the title page look. Be honest if you don't like it. I am seeking the quintessential title page for this blog. When I design it, let me know!
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A Dog's Life: Cartoon VII

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The Dog Whisperer's grandfather Old Yeller

Off to the mountains this weekend. Big Ol' George is staying by his lonesome with my parents. He isn't used to sleeping in the dog house outside. Now he will realize how good he has it at home here. Sally and Albert are staying home alone with my neighbor peeking in to make sure Albert hasn't dragged all loose articles outside in the backyard.

Hope your weekend was...calm assertive


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