Not a creature is safe in our house

Dec 22, 2011

I thought I would share with you some pho­tos of  the sweet dogs we have had through the years. I vol­un­teered for a gold­en retriev­er res­cue orga­ni­za­tion for sev­er­al years and if there was an old gold­en need­ing a home Alan and I were the ones that took them in. We had such a soft spot for a needy, home­less, white faced old gold­en. Since most of the oldies came into res­cue with seri­ous health issues we only had them for 6 months to two years. But before they passed away they were spoiled like crazy and loved tremen­dous­ly. I admit I have slight­ly tor­tured these sweet pups with a sea­son­al head­band or two but I did reward them great­ly with loads of treats. So to them it was worth it because hot dog slices and cheese pieces have always been a hit in this house as any reward. So here are a few hol­i­day pho­tos I’ve tak­en of our dogs and my niece’s dog Zeusy.

Jessie was adopt­ed from DFWMGRR, Char­lie too was adopt­ed from DFWMGRR, Sophie was giv­en to us after loos­ing our first adopt­ed gold­en Mol­ly, Sophie’s Dad is Kir­by Rush Hill’s Haa­gen-Dazs she was retired from the show ring and her breed­er who was look­ing for a home for her, heard about the care we gave Mol­ly from our vet. Mary gave us the best Diva ever. Addy came into our fam­i­ly as an 8 week old pup­py. She was the sweet­est bea­gle and sad­ly went blind but that did not stop her from get­ting into every­thing… her nose kept her busy at all times!

Oh how they were patient­ly wait­ing for this pho­to ses­sion to be over so they could get their treats… I think Jessie was dream­ing about sug­ar plums right about now and the oth­ers don’t look to far behind her either.

This is Son­ny a.k.a San­ta Paws. We adopt­ed him from DFWMGRR at 10 weeks. This March he will turn 10 years old. In this pho­to he was 9 months old. He is our heart dog. I swear he can read our minds.

And this is lit­tle Zeusy my niece’s Made­lyn and Isabel­la’s dog. He was just a few months old in this pho­to. He fit per­fect­ly inside our San­ta hat. Loved that flop­py ear.

So far it looks as though Buster and Chief are the only two that have man­aged to miss out on hol­i­day pho­to ses­sions. Think I might have to give it a try this year with them… should be very inter­est­ing for sure.

And here is anoth­er San­ta sto­ry for you from San­ta’s chron­i­cles.

A few nights ago was Pet night. San­ta had vis­its from dogs as young as 6 weeks old, a cute lit­tle Scot­tie which just so hap­pens to be one of Mrs. Claus’s favorite dogs, an Eng­lish Masitff and one cat. Dur­ing the night two pre­vi­ous­ly white poo­dles came to vis­it San­ta too. San­ta says “pre­vi­ous­ly white” because both poo­dles had a green body and red legs. San­ta asked, “What have you done to those poor dogs?” To which their own­er replied… “That’s what my hus­band asked.” This lady had dyed both her poo­dles fur red and green for the hol­i­days. After dis­cussing the dogs dye jobs every­one got set­tled and San­ta took a pho­to with the mom, two poo­dles and her 12 year old daugh­ter. On the way out the Mom turns and tells San­ta this was her daugh­ters 8th year being pho­tographed with him and he can’t stop until she turns 18 years old. To which San­ta replied, “Okay, good Lord will­ing.”

Being one of San­ta’s helpers sure does hold a lot of respon­si­bil­i­ty.

San­ta Paw Hugs!


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