Puppy Love

This is "Beary". He is a 6 month old Rottweiler puppy that we met this weekend at Hollywood Feed.

His Story:

He was chained up and left outside to be a guard dog. Not long after his owner died and he was left behind when the family came and got the dead guy's possessions. I have little sympathy for people who treat animals this way. You can train your dog to be a guard dog and treat your animal humanely. And if something happens to you and your family won't take responsibility for the pet, don't get one. Luckily the neighbors called the people at dogs2ndchance.org and not the shelter.

Beary is now happy and healthy living with a foster mom. He has been neutered, his dewclaws removed and his tail was cropped as a small puppy. He is up to date on his shots and seems to be in great health. He is super happy and full of life. He got along well with Zinny and Boone and really enjoyed being in human company.

If I could have, I would have adopted him right then and there. But, we don't have room for another one. He was such a great dog. If you or anyone you know is thinking of getting a large dog and would take good care of him, I would be more than happy to put you in touch with Linda at Dogs 2nd Chance. Or, if you or anyone you know wants to foster Beary, that is great too.

It really does take a special kind of person to open their home to those less fortunate and I am so glad I know many of these people. Feel free to pass this on to anyone you know who might be interested!

Hello Baby!

Taylor Marie


My good friend, Michelle with 2 l's, (Michele with 1 l is still cookin'!) just had he second baby last week. Taylor Marie came on October 2, at 12:01 pm. She was 7 lbs. 9 oz. and 21 inches long.

I went to visit mom, dad and baby in the hospital. Dad looked worse off than mom. In fact, mom yelled at me for not coming up the previous day (the 2nd). After explaining I thought she might want some rest and maybe a little privacy to feed and tend to the baby, she laughed, but said I was not to let it happen again. Dad (extremely tired) half- heartedly laughed at my jokes about the baby's ethnicity (you had to be there). I watched the birthing video, nothing to graphic, thank goodness. I laughed as I watched dad cut the cord while recording- Bryan is a man of many talents.


I got to hold baby Taylor and explain to her that her birthday is my half birthday. And that my birthday is her half birthday. Then I also explained that we had the same middle name and that her mommy "stole" my girl's name, Taylor, but that it was ok, she could have it.


She cooed a little, she opened her eyes and tried to find out what was going on around her, and she started getting a little hungry. She let out a few funny noises that sounded less like coos and more like high pitched sighs.


Then she got very hungry and fussy. So I passed her back to mommy, told everyone congrats and went on my merry way. Taylor is so cute and adorable and will probably be a great kid, but there is nothing like a crying baby that makes you want to stay on birth control. That and the children who seem to be at the Red Robin every time we go eat there.

big brother was very excited!