Wordless Wednesday: Snugglin’ Sisters

DSC_0131I tell Foster Dad alllll the time that I think it should be illegal to be born into the world without a sister. Thankfully, I was blessed with the world’s most awesome brother, but while I’m sure he would kick some booty in my defense, he isn’t exactly into sharing gossip and clothes (although that never stopped me from stealing his hoodies!) Nevertheless, it makes me super happy to see that Georgia and Gaige have got the seester thing down pat.

 

DSC_0132This makes me laugh at rescue groups who have policies against adopting out dogs to families with pets of the same gender… if all groups had that policy, these two would be much more lonely!

His, Mine, and Ours

Gaige, through and through, is a Daddy’s girl. Maybe it’s because she (wrongly) believes that he was the one that saved her life. I’ve written about how we came to the ‘decision‘ to keep her, and also written about the bond that they share. Let’s just say that I know where I stand in J’s life, and that’s in a line behind quite a few other women (Gaige, Holly the Camaro, etc etc). I know that to get Gaige to do what I want her to do, I’m most successful if I just ask Jonathan to make the request. What a diva!

His

His

Then there is Tonka. I wrote a long letter to him here, where I explained our whole past and all he has done for me. He is my heart dog, to put it lightly. Some may call it separation anxiety, but I prefer to consider it mutual adoration. He mirrors my movements and shadows my steps, moving through life as though we were connected by an invisible string. A flick of my wrist or a nod of my head is often all that I need to communicate my wishes to him. From the beginning, he has been uniquely intuitive of my next step or impending mood. Talk about a confidence booster… he makes me feel as though I hung the moon! (Or at least keep the treats, right?)

Mine

Mine

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Helping me study

 

Finally, we come to Georgia. I think what we both love most about her is that she adores us both equally. She listens (or doesn’t listen) to us both at the same regularity (or irregularity). She sometimes comes to us when she is called, but it has less to do with who the caller is, than it does what sort of treat we have in our hand. You could say she is only food-motivated, but we prefer to think that she just doesn’t play favorites. She also believes that we each taste equally delicious, and kisses abound for both. Happy Gotcha Day to the only dog that loves us both with equal passion and fervor! You came into our lives (approximately?) one year ago today, and our lives have changed forever! You were the little brown dog we never knew we needed, but who desperately needed us. You have made our family complete, and only deepened our passion for helping the underdogs of the world. You are gentle and sweet, yet playful and goofy. No dog could we replace you, and we know that Gaige and Tonka agree. You are our clown, our cuddlebug, and even our home defender, and we wouldn’t trade you for all of the riches in the world!

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Ours!

Ours!

As always, many millions of thanks to A Positive Promise pit bull Foundation for bringing this superstar into our lives!

So, we wanna know. Do your dogs play favorites? Are you the queen bee in your house, or does Dad rule the roost?

(Disclaimer: We all love all of our dogs equally, and take equal responsibility and ownership for all 3!)

Help! Spots, Rashes, and All Things Itchy

We have been noticing lately, more and more, that poor Miss Gia has some itchies that we just cannot seem to get under control.

When she first came to us, she had some not-so-cute rashes on her tummy. We were able to alleviate this by a simple switch to a higher quality food, as well as a few medicated baths.

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For a while, this seemed to curb her problems. However, as spring started to finally arrive in our little piece of Pennsylvania, we noticed our girl doing more itching and licking than ever! We would notice an issue especially after we cut the grass, or she spent a lot of time outside ‘hunting’ in the woods (her favorite!) At first, we could combat the problem by treating her with some liquid Benadryl, but now even that doesn’t seem to be able to combat her itchings!

Caught in the act =/

Caught in the act =/

She will even wake out of a deep sleep to lick or itch at her paws or back end or tummy, and then go right back to dreaming. We are having a hard time telling if this is something that is physical (there are no lumps, bumps, fleas, or rashes) or mental. She will just lick and lick at her paws if we aren’t there to stop her. When we correct her (just with a quiet ‘no’ or by redirecting her to a toy or bone) she will give a big yawn, as though she is worried or stressed. If I had to guess, I would say that it is probably a combination of both.

When we went to our vet, they were pretty blase about it… they told us to try Benadryl (duh, been there, tried that) and Fish Oil (check!) neither of which seemed to do much for our girl. We know that pittie mixes can have a tendency towards the itchies and the allergens, so I know that some of our wise blog friends will have some suggestions for us! We’d love to hear your thoughts to make our girl more comfortable… should we try allergy testing, or is there an intermediate step we are missing?

Thank you in advance for your help!

How to Become a Failed Foster

Hi there everyone. You all may think you know a lot about me, since my mom’s been clicking away on this shiny silver box thing here for months, but the truth is, you have NO idea. I’m in charge today, and it’s time you heard things from my perspective. I’m Georgia, and I have some things to say.

In general, I’m a pretty quiet dog. I like to sleep. A lot. And I like to eat. A lot. And really… well, that’s about it. I’m pretty easy. I will maybe run for like 30 seconds each day, and chew on a bone for about 10 minutes. These tall hoomans in my house try to get us to do activities and learn new things and work hard for what we want, but at the end of the day, I would rather just sleep on the couch with them. (By the way, don’t let all of those ‘cuddley’ photos fool you. I only snuggle with them because it makes for a nice place to rest my head. Seriously, that’s it.) But to be honest, all of this quiet and laziness makes my brain super bouncy, and so now I have a lot I want to share with you.

This message is not for you fosters or owners. This is a public service announcement for all of those foster pups. I know who you are and what you’re all about, because I was once one of you. It’s time to talk about how you take the foster out of your name, and insert FOREVER. That’s right, with my charm and cuddles, I pulled one over on my family, and convinced them that I was here to stay. Because of this, they call themselves ‘foster failures’ but I don’t get it… I mean, how lucky are they to live with me for the rest of our lives? Pretty darn, I’d say… nothing ‘FAIL’ about it.

Let’s get down to the basics. I call it:

How to Make Your Fosters Fail

(Without even really trying!)

1)   Be adorable

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This includes posing for photos and making funny faces (ears like mine work well for this. But work with what you’ve got.) Photos are what happen when the big clicking box comes out. Sometimes it shines bright lights, too. They will then put those photos on here, for the interwebs to view your loverliness. Bonus points if you can stand little fuzzy animals or short, noisy hoomans long enough for the box to come out, because then your hoomans will REALLY want to keep you.

2)   Play hard to get

Works like a charm

Works like a charm

See, when the hoomans come home, I act SO EXCITED to see them. More on that, later. But I make sure to only wag my tail a lot when they come home, or when they have something I want to eat. This way, they think I am sad or depressed all the other times, and want to find ways to cheer me up. They will say things like ‘Poor, widdle, wonewy peeble.’ with upside-down smiles on their faces. This is typically followed by cheese or table scraps, or other things that are Not Allowed, like snuggles on the bed.

3)   Play not-so-hard-to-get, too.

Trust me, this was all for their benefit. I'm only pretending to enjoy this.

Trust me, this was all for their benefit. I’m only pretending to enjoy this.

Okay, so sometimes you need to throw them a bone. And I don’t mean you have to share your toys. I’m saying that sometimes, you need to make the hoomans think that they are your favorite. This includes cuddling and snuggling and following them around with big, wide eyes (you know, like when you look at canned food in your bowl, or smell bacon on the stove). And really, the snuggling is not so bad. Like I said, it keeps you warm and gives you a good head rest, if nothing else.

4)   Pretend to like the other animals in your house

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This was a hard one for me. At first I was convinced that all other animals in the world were out to bite me. But it turns out, the black dogs in this house just wanted to play bitey face and snuggle. I’ve learned to get along with these other dogs in my house, and it turns out that life is better with friends. Who knew? It was weird at first, but now it’s kind of nice. I get to boss around the little one. She can be very annoying, but secretly she’s my best friend. I’m not really happy unless I can see her or know she is nearby. And I take the best snoozes when she is with me. But don’t tell her that.

The taller one and I are still working things out. See, he thinks he’s in charge, so I let him think that most of the time, unless there is a toy I really want… and usually that just means a toy another dog already has and really likes. He is a goody two-shoes, always sniffing kissing the hoomans’ butts and pretending he’s The Best Dog Ever. We get along though, don’t worry.

And then there’s the cat. That’s what my hoomans call those oversized squirrels that live inside. Who knew that cats weren’t just moving squeaky toys? Not me. But apparently in this house, they deserve to live? Whatever. Just pretend you like it, and you’re golden. THEN and only then, you can secretly plot their demise. But throw in moments like this for good measure, particularly if there is one of those clicking boxes nearby for proof. Don’t worry, none of the other dogs will be fooled. We all know that dogs liking cats would be ridiculous.

I was there first. I swear.

I was there first. I swear.

5)   Become really good at things

My most adoring fans may remember this post, where my mom showed you all the things I was useful for, like helping out around the house. If you are a handy-dog, they will not be able to imagine their lives without you! They will need your skillz and worry how they would survive without them. Be useful to them, be it guarding their house from squirrels mice with wings intruders, or being a doggie vacuum.

6)   Be bad though, too

Here is where things can get confusing. But what I’ve learned, is that there are perks to being just a Little Bit Bad. See, for one, being naughty can be kind of adorable. As long as it’s not something that is too stinky. But just little bits of bad things make the hoomans smile. It’s even better if these things make them think that you just really love them a lot. Like jumping on them, giving kisses, or crying when they leave. This will make them think that they are your Favorite Thing Ever. Even if they’re not.

Plus, if you are a Little Bit Bad, they will want to help you Become Better. Becoming Better means going to places with other dogs and having some loud hooman tell your hooman what they are doing wrong. It’s actually pretty funny to see them being yelled at for once! OH, and you get to eat TONS of yummy food in the process. Anyway, activities like this seem to make the hoomans grow more attached to you. Something about being a team, and reaching goals and achievements.

The day I Became Better

The day I Became Better

Look, I’m no professional. I was bounced around between more than my fair share of homes. But the bottom line is that I landed one of the best. This means that I get all the walks and play time I want. Plus, there is enough food (I guess. I mean, I’m still here aren’t I? But certainly not as much as I deserve) and I get treats for doing the things they like. There are lots of fluffy places to nap, and I’m even allowed up on the hooman’s dog bed sometimes. And like I said, the other animals can be used to my advantage, so even that has its perks. What I’m trying to tell you is that if you have a foster home, it’s certainly better than the shelter or the streets. And if your family has decided to foster, they probably like dogs a lot, and maybe understand you more than the average dumb hooman. So find a way to make yourself adorable, good, bad, loving, independent, & useful, and they won’t be able to ever say goodbye! And maybe if you’re really good at all of that, they’ll even let you hi-jack the interwebs from time to time. 😉

Challenge: Changing Stereotypes

Guess what today is? Our 100th post! And we think that deserves something special, don’t you?

Many of our blogging friends (including my BBF* Morgan at Temporary Home, Permanent Love) have found unique and creative ways to simultaneously increase readership and blog involvement, while also giving back to their local shelter communities.

Morgan & Maggie from TH, PL

Morgan & Maggie from TH, PL

*BBF: Best Blogging Friend

They call it ‘Kibbles for Comments’ or some similar idea, where the more involved their readers get, the more food they donate to their local shelters. How cool is that?! We wanted to copy them follow in their charitable foot steps, but with our own unique twist…

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So we wanna know: what is the ‘meanest‘ thing your pit bull does?? Let’s change some stereotypes, people! For each photo you send me, with info about what is happening, I will make a graphic like this, and share it on the facebook page. Who knows; maybe one of your photos will go viral! AND spread pit bull love at the same time. Simultaneously, you will be earning one pound of dog food, which we will then donate to a local shelter. You have two weeks to send in your stuff, so let’s get started! This is a super easy way for you to make a difference. My email address is sel1490@gmail.com, and I can’t wait to see how creative our readers and blogging friends can be.

If you don’t have a pit bull of your own to use for the photo, borrow one from a friend, or better yet; head to your local shelter and spend time with one of their adoptables! They could use the social interaction, and I’m sure they’d be happy to be your model.

Less-Words Wednesday: Sharing is Caring!

Because, really, do you ever expect things to be entirely word-less around here??

We choose to feed our dogs in their kennels, in an effort to prevent resource-guarding issues before they start… but it seems like the girls were a bit confused this AM 😉 How do you prevent these issues, or how do you manage dogs who have already developed tendencies to guard toys or food or people?

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PS- Please do not judge our mess! We are remodeling the basement, which is where our dog kennels and food are usually kept. It’s made for a pretty cramped bed room! But stay tuned, we will share some photos of the upgrades in the weeks to come. It will be a new and improved dog room (and laundry room, but who cares about that??)