Another Step on My Journey

Hi Friends, furry and otherwise! I want to thank all of you for reading my first blog post on Daniel’s web page. I hope you’ll continue to enjoy following my story.

My favorite sentence is, “Jake, you’re such a good boy.” My mom says that a lot. I always try hard to live up to her praise. But things weren’t always this way.

The young man who had adopted me called me Rudy. But he didn’t have much time for me because his work kept him away for many long hours. I was lonely and I needed something to do while he was gone. He didn’t leave me chew toys, so I kind of invented my own. He said I was ruining his house and all his things and he couldn’t keep replacing what I destroyed. I don’t think he understood how to help me be good. If he’d bought me a few toys, it would have been cheaper, and I would have been a good boy. He decided I was just too much trouble for his busy life.

Back I went to the dog warden. She and the humane society people who helped her with dogs didn’t want me to stay in the cold barn that was used as the dog pound. So I stayed at her house while everyone tried to find me a forever home. Again. I had lots of dog companions there of every shape and size. It was fun playing with them and we had plenty of toys! I didn’t mind sharing, but I knew that this wasn’t my home and I couldn’t stay forever. Somebody out there would see what a great dog I was. Wouldn’t they? But as many days passed, my ears drooped more and more in sadness as I wondered if it would ever happen.

One day, a young woman scooped me up and hugged me and called me “Jake.” I liked my new name. Was my new home going to be my forever home? I sure hoped so.

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Digging up your Roots

Although the title might make you think about your pup’s heritage, that is not what this post is about.   This post is about the things naughty little puppies love to do – dig and chew.

See last weekend us beagles were taking a Saturday afternoon nap with momma when the phone rang.  It was daddy asking momma to come over right away.   Our sister, Bella, loves to dig holes in the yard and she loves to chew on roots and wood chunks.   Bella is an itty bitty 7 pound chi-weenie, but she is as stubborn as they come.  She doesn’t listen when momma and daddy tell her not to chew on things that aren’t made for puppies.   It seems Saturday afternoon was no different.  Little Miss Bella was digging holes in the yard and found some fresh tree roots to gnaw on.  That is where the problem came in.  A piece of the roots she was chewing on got stuck on her teeth across the back of her mouth.  Thankfully daddy noticed right away, but the chunk was stuck real good and Bella has a tiny little mouth and well, daddy has big hands.  He tried several times, but couldn’t get the root piece off her teeth.   He was afraid he was going to hurt her or break her teeth.   Bella was very fortunate that didn’t happen and after a few more attempts, daddy was finally able to get the roots off her teeth safely.

We were real worried about Bella and are so happy she is okay.   Momma said us beagles are just as naughty as Bella.   She said she is always taking bits of plastic and junk away from us.   We love to play and get into things.  We don’t know about the bad things that could happen if we swallowed something we shouldn’t.  We are glad momma thinks about these things for us.

We want to make sure that nothing happens to any other little doggies, so we are writing this post to remind all pet parents to watch their 4-legged kids closely.

Happy and safe playing!

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What happens to your pet if something happens to you?

 

Hi Friends!

Winky here! Recently my mom was looking through the albums on Facebook of pets in need of adoption/foster/rescue and she noticed that there were quite a few that had ended up in shelters/pounds because their owner had passed away or was in the hospital and the family didn’t know what else to do.

So as a beloved pet, I would like to ask you all to think through who would take care of your pets if something were to happen to you, and then make sure you discuss it with your family and friends. And if you have a will, add the instructions into your will!

I also found some nifty cards online that you can print out, fill out and put in your wallet next to your driver’s license that will give instructions as to who should be contacted in the event of an emergency. I am including a few links that offer such cards- and all are free!!

So if you love your pets like I know you do, please take just a couple minutes to make a card, and be sure to bring up the topic with family and friends! Your pets will thank you!!! :)

http://www.chancesspot.org/alertcard.php

http://www.2ndchance4pets.org/idcards.pdf

http://www.cert-la.com/education/window_walletcard.pdf

http://www.potterleague.org/Portals/0/Uploads/Documents/Emergency%20%20ID%20Cards2.pdf

 

~Winky

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Allow myself to introduce…myself!

Arroooo! I mean, HELLO!

My name is Winks, but my friends call me Winky 😉 I am a wise older beagle gentleman who hails from Virginia originally, but I recently have relocated to the Chicago area.

As you may have guessed, I got my name from my cute permanent “wink”! My mom was volunteering at the Charlottesville-Albemarle SPCA in Virginia back in 2007 when our eyes met! She hadn’t planned on adopting a dog because she was in grad school and living in a tiny studio apartment, but on Valentine’s Day 2007 I was the “dog of the day” and was set out in the shelter lobby to greet visitors. No one wanted to visit with me, though, because my eye had recently been removed (likely due to a hunting accident), so I still had stitches in it, which seemed to bother a lot of people- but not my mom!!! She found my unique look endearing and the rest is history!

The shelter said that I was brought in as a stray by animal control, so not much is known about my past since I haven’t yet mastered English, but based on my behavior it was obvious to my mom that someone wasn’t too nice to me previously- I was very nervous when people would reach to pet me and I scarfed down food like it was my last meal (still do- haha)- but I learned quickly that my life had been forever changed for the better!

I have had the pleasure of living in many different places and meeting many different friends thanks to my mom’s continued studies- we have lived in Virgina, Connecticut, Indiana, and I even got to spend some time in sunny Florida before we recently settled near Chicago. I have hiked part of the Appalachian Trail, walked the Indianapolis Motor Speedway track, and even hobnobbed it in West Palm Beach on boat! So my life is awesome and I look forward to every day!! My favorite things to do include “rollie stretches” in the morning, after every nap, and in the sunshine outside, sunbathing, eating (especially dried sweet potatoes!), going for walks, and I LOVE car rides!

Nowadays I live with my mom, my feline brother Schnoz, and a recent foster addition, Barney the beagle. Schnoz also came from CASPCA- more on him in a later note, and Barney just came from the Chicago Animal Care and Control via Famous Fido Rescue and Adoption Alliance.

I am excited to join in on Daniel’s work and hope to offer some insight from a disabled senior hound’s perspective. I wholeheartedly hope that all states will soon end the use of gas chambers and opt for kinder methods of euthanasia, and my biggest wish is that all shelters and pounds work towards a no-kill nation so that other pets, such as myself and my brothers, will have a chance to know the love that I have been lucky enough to experience every day since February 14th 2007.

It was nice to meet you all and I look forward to our future conversations!!

~Winky

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Introducing the Beagle Brigade

Khloe (top left), Scooter, Sophie, Vinny, Annie (left to right) and Rascal, the cat.

We are very excited to introduce ourselves.   We are Annie, Khloe, Vinny, Scooter and Sophie.   We are all between 1 1/2 and 2 1/2 years old and live with 2 big parrots and 7 cats.  We have a momma and a teenage human sister.  We have a daddy, too, but he doesn’t live with us.  We visit him and his 3 doggies on the weekends and he comes by and sees us sometimes on his way home from work.  We also have temporary friends stay with us from time to time while they are looking for their forever homes.  It is a big family, but we always have a lot of fun and momma says we are super spoiled.  We don’t know anything about that, but we do get lots of love and have lots of toys to play with.

We all had different starts in life…

A little over 2 years ago Momma decided it was time to add another member to the family.  She always loved Beagles so she started searching and found Annie.  Annie was just 7 weeks old but momma knew she was perfect and brought her home.

When Annie was 6 months old, momma decided she needed a friend.  She found Khloe who was 7 months old and needed a new home because her momma and daddy didn’t have time for her.  They lived in an apartment and worked a lot so Khloe spent most of her life in a crate.  Khloe was so excited when she came to live with momma because she had never had a backyard of her own before.  She thought the idea of opening the door and there being a yard there was the best thing on earth.  She still does.  It is one of Khloe’s favorite places.

About a year later momma heard of a boy beagle that had been found running down a busy road.  He was about 1 year old and the people that found him couldn’t find his owners.  So, momma said he could come stay here.   Vinny loves to play and decided this new home was a great place for him to just be a Beagle.

Khloe and Vinny loved each other instantly, but Annie was a little jealous.  A couple of weeks later, Daddy told momma that maybe we should get another boy to even everything out and maybe Annie wouldn’t be so jealous.  So, momma started looking and found Scooter.  Scooter was just over a year old and his situation was like Khloe’s – he was living in a crate most of the time in an apartment.  Well, until he got his daddy evicted.  Then they went to live at his grandparents’ house, but their dogs didn’t like the idea of sharing their house, so Scooter had to find a new home.  Momma met with him and he was a little shy, but momma figured he would open up after he got settled in.  After all – this is the house where Beagles get to be Beagles.  Momma was right and Scooter settled right in.  He never had a momma before but decided he really liked having one and now he never leaves her sight.

That was supposed to be where the story ended – just the four of us.  Four dogs was already more then momma had anticipated and Vinny and Scooter had both just come to live with us within few weeks of each other.   But see momma has a heart condition.  It is very soft.  She has a hard time saying no when someone is in real need.  She was looking at her Facebook page one day and someone had posted a picture of a Beagle that was at the pound and about to be put to sleep.  She was marked for rescue only because the people who dumped her at the pound said she was aggressive.  Momma went to work trying to find a rescue group to help but with no luck.  So, momma said Sophie could come here until her forever home could be found if a rescue group could help get her from the pound.   Thankfully the shelter had some space, so Sophie was given a reprieve and momma continued working on saving her.  It took two stressful days, but on what was supposed to be Sophie’s last day on earth – momma went and picked her up from the pound.  Come to find out Sophie had no aggression problems – she was just a hyper one year old puppy.  She instantly bonded with the rest of us Beagles and after only a week and a half – momma realized that Sophie was already part of the family and wasn’t going anywhere.

So, that is how we each came be part of the Beagle Brigade.  Momma said she is certain we will have lots of adventures to share so we will be back soon!

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Jake’s Journey Begins

Hi! My name is Jake. You might call me the boomerang dog for being almost adopted a bunch of times before I found my forever home. Now I can share my experiences with everyone, thanks to my hero, Daniel the Beagle.
I’m your classic all-American mixed breed dog. Sometimes it’s funny to hear people try to guess what I am. Hey, I’m a dog! And I’m lovable, smart, and pretty handsome, if I do say so myself. What more does anyone need to know?
I must have started life in a nice home because I’ve never been the least bit shy around anyone. For some reason, my people didn’t come looking for me when I ended up trying to get by on the streets in a small town. One day a lady put me in a cage in a truck. People called her the dog warden and some dogs had warned me to stay away from her, but she seemed nice enough. She gave me treats and petted me.
She took me to a not so nice place. It was a barn with big cages and some really big dogs. I just wagged my tail and they wagged right back. Still, it was a dark, scary place for a little guy like me. The lady apologized and promised to find a way to get me out soon.
Sure enough a friend of hers took me in as a foster dog. She’d even take me to work with her at her office. That was fun because I got to hang out where lots of people would talk to me and pet me. She said I was good therapy for the folks who came there. But she couldn’t keep me.
One day, a young man who used to come to the office decided I was the dog for him and off I went to live in his apartment. For lots of dogs, this would be the end of the story, and I’d live happily ever after with my new friend. I didn’t know it then, but it was just the beginning of my journey.

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Shadow’s Introduction to Daniel’s World

I am excited today as I begin blogging for Daniel The Beagle.  I hope you will enjoy reading glimpses of my world.

My name is Trever-Shadow.  I am most likely a Scottie-Poodle mix, and I love to play, run, watch birds,  sleep, take walks, take care of my Mommy, and have bunches of  fun.

I used to live in Animal Shelters.  Yes…more than one.

Last year the people who had me took me to a shelter and said they wanted to surrender me, as they could no longer care for me.  I was just a little over two months old then, and I don’t know why they didn’t love me enough to keep me. I think I am both loving and loveable!  :-)

No one wanted to adopt me from that shelter either.  So they sent me to a Humane Society in a larger city that was opening a new and beautiful facility.  They transported  40  of us that day!   We were to be there for the new Opening Day with the hopes that we could have a better chance of being adopted.  Soon after I arrived they picked me for surgery.  I had a bad hernia and needed to be neutered. opps… sleepy times…

I was in surgery the day of the Grand Opening, and all of the folks who came to view and adopt did not get to see me.  My ‘Mommy’ went that day along with many others, but she left with no new puppy.  ( more about that another day )  The adoption counselor told her they would have more puppies the next day who were currently in surgery.

The next day I was still in pain, a little groggy from surgery and hiding in the back corner of my cage trying to sleep and be invisible.  I was scared and miserable.  I was not invisible to my adopting Mommy, and this is where my  “Happy Life”  began!

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My Life

Everyone knows that I was given a second chance to live, but if we think about it, we all have a chance to “live” a life we want to with a new mindset. How about if we begin today? May I suggest that we breathe life into others by being kind and compassionate individuals to everyone we meet, even those that can make it difficult at times! Can we be extra nice to a stranger today?

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