Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,
I wanted a cookie but the Human Woman is a louse.

So I clawed her until she gave me one

And I lived happily ever after.

The End

Merry Christmas everyone!

- Meeshka

A Rescuer Needs Your Help

I'm stealing this from the Gimpy Dog Blog because its very important.  If you can help, your Queen commands that you do so!



On 15 December 2011, a dedicated rescuer faced the biggest fear of most pet owners: a fire in her home.

The house is a total loss, but that's not important to her... she is utterly devastated that she was only able to save 2 of the 7 rescues in her care.

The Houston Pittie Pack is not only a champion of the Pittie breed, but a savior to abused, injured, and gimpy pitties that have experienced the worst in mankind. 

The Dogs With Blogs community, and rescue communities are joining together to get her the help she needs to care for herself, her family, and the two survivors.

A ChipIn has been started by reliable resources to make sure she gets the basics of life for her and the pups.  Once we get a mailing address you will be able to send gift cards to help her rebuild her life and her heart.

From everyone at Gimpy Dogs, our heart goes out to Houston Pittie Pack, and we mourn the loss of the pups and wish them safe passage across the Rainbow Bridge.

To learn more about those who were lost, visit The Brat Pack blog where you can also donate, or simply donate below.






Meeshka - Your Queen

Happy Thanksgiving

Remember:

If the turkey is unguarded, its yours

and if you're lucky...

Happy Thanksgiving everypuppy (and kitty... and hamsterrier... and humans...)

- Meeshka

Occupy the Chair

And demand potato chip redistribution

For Fargo and Kodiak

Rest in Peace Malamutant Kodi and Fargo North Dogkota.

- Meeshka

Update on Sam the Service Dog

I want to thank each and every one of you pups for stealing your human's money and donating toward getting Sam a little boy to care for.

Enough funds were raised, and Sam came to Alex's home to see if he was a match and if he could do the work that Alex needed him to do.

Unfortunately, Alex's condition made it very hard for him to help Sam learn the skills needed to help him. Service dogs are typically meant to bond with the person that they are helping by having their person care for them, teach them new skills and give them very detailed direction.  Alex is unable to clearly communicate with Sam and the challenges were just too much for Sam to do his job.

The good news is that Sam will go back to his training and will be paired with another person to learn how to help them.  The Wales family thanks Sam for trying so hard to be Alex's best friend and helper and wishes him the best on his next assignment.

Don't fret pups, your money will still go to a good cause, as the family is now looking in to finding the perfect therapy dog for Alex.  Its quite clear that what Alex really needs is a friend to snuggle with him, calm him down when things get too much for him, and to have someone there for him when the times get tough and he doesn't feel good.  The really good news is that the money collected will just about pay for a trained therapy dog.  The family is receiving guidance from people familiar with the therapy dog programs, and will go about finding the perfect friend for Alex.

If you have experience with therapy dog training, know of a good organization that trains therapy dogs, or are a therapy dog team member, can you just give me a comment and I can get you in touch with the family so you can provide them with some help in deciding the best friend type for Alex and his condition.

We will continue to update you on the family and the new addition to their home, and how a pup can make a sick little boy feel like a part of the world again.

- Meeshka

In Memory

Sad Soft Woos in memory of HULA Hoop Member Kodiak of Thundering Herd

- Meeshka & the Gimpy Gang

Help a Service Dog Get a Little Boy!

As you know, we dogs come in a myriad of shapes, sizes, and duties.  As a "working dog" I know the importance of having a job, and while most huskies are employed by pulling sleds, I found a cushy gig laying on air vents, looking very fluffy, and digging for grubs.

Border Collies herd sheepie things (according to Bet of North Wapiti)

Airedales collect big sticks and pine cones (according to Bogart Handsome Devil)

Labradors destroy furniture (according to Ping of Dogs with Blogs)

And Sam's job is to help young boys with disabilities do fun things and lick their faces and generally make bad things go away for them.

This is Sam:

Clockwise: Sam, Zach, Mike (Dad), Alex, and Kathy (Mom)

Sam really wants to come live with the Wales family so he can be there for Alex.  Alex (according to my human woman) is a really cool kid and has this really horrible disease thing called ALD and he needs Sam's help.  But, as usual, he can't come live with Alex until human money gets paid, and blah blah stupid human things (As Tubey would say).  Until all of this money thing is taken care of, Sam can't do his job.

If you want to help Sam get his job, go steal money from your humans and send it to:

Mike Wales, 
c/o Friends of Alex, 
6424 Birchleigh Circle
Alexandria, VA 22315

Or you can click on the convenient paypal button on the upper right hand side of my blog. 

Its the Human Woman's paypal, but she will make sure that one big honking check from all of us 4-footers will get to Alex's dad so he can hire Sam to do his job.  Not only that, but the Human Woman will make sure that your WHOLE donation goes to Sam's employment as she will cover whatever fees Paypal rips out of your kind donation.  (a note from the weasels in the legal department: this is not a tax deductible donation, just one from your heart).

So help us create a job, and let Sam do his.  You'll make Sam and his human boy Alex very happy!

- Meeshka


P.S. This is not Spineless Bionic Hip/Knee pup Sam.  That Sam would actually require a boy to fetch his things and bring them to him on the Sleep Number Bed.

Etiquette

Its essential to maintain good hygiene at all times.

After a busy day of grub mining, its best that you clean up before dinner

Its Grub Season!

Thanks to the Irene rain, rain before Irene rain, and the torrential downpours we've had today, I'm officially announcing that its grub season in Merryland!

Its all nice and muddy out in the yard, perfect for grubbing!  Here is some of the earlier handiwork before the torrential downpours this afternoon:

Its blurry only because the Human Woman has been doing nothing but cleaning since she's been home this week, and her arms shake uncontrollably from the exertion.  If she's not flitting here with cleaning, she's flitting there with cleaning.  Cleaning all the time, and yet... amazingly enough, the place still looks like it hasn't been cleaned.

Of course, this may be because we've been spending a lot of time outside, digging for grubs in the rain, then coming in to take a break and shake our mud all over.  She loves when we do that!

At one point she yelled at me for being selfish.  She told me that the pups in Texas didn't have grubs and they didn't have rain, and it was so dry there that the whole state is on fire and pups and kits and other animals have to flee for their lives from the icky fire.

Well, I didn't like that at all, and I stomped my delicate (yet muddy) feety feet at that.  As the Queen I cannot allow one state to get so much rain when another state needs the rain, therefore I am hereby announcing that all rain needs to go to Texas right this very moment.  If the rain doesn't move to Texas, then I am calling on all pups, kits, and other HULA members to do what I am doing:

I am standing out in the middle of the rain to collect all of the moisture in my incredibly fluffy fluff, and then I will walk to Texas and shake, thus putting out some fires.  I have a lot of fluff, so that's a LOT of water I can douse on the flames.  I want all HULA members to immediately go outside and gather as much rain water as you can and meet me in Texas.

Of course, I guess I should have told the Human Woman what my plan was, as she's not very happy at my water collecting mission at the moment, so I may be a bit late to Texas.

By the way, Human Woman friend Laura... its MEESHKA... I looked you up, you better be glad Misery isn't on the way to Texas... harumpf.

Laborless Day

Yawn everybody!  Its apparently "Labor Day" for the humans, which means for the past few days, the Human Woman has been laboring.  She's been like a total freak cleaning the house with garbage bags.  We feel it has something to do with the disappearance of the Human Man, who the Human Woman claims she took to the airport... but we're beginning to wonder if he isn't really stuffed in one of those contractor bags.  We're waiting for the tell-tale odor of good stinky roll in it smell.

We've been very helpful though

As some of you have remembered... its usually the time that Uncle Jack comes to visit, which means:

• Horrible catastrophe (natural and man-caused)
• The unexpected death of a celebrity

This year, the Human Man went to visit Uncle Jack... leaving us here alone with the psychotic Human Woman and her contractor bags of doom.  This doesn't mean that there won't be a horrible catastrophe, or an unexpected death of a celebrity, because the rule is: if more than one of the Human Man's family is located in the same area at one time, chaos and wackiness ensues.  It'll be a triple whammy on Thursday, so you have until then to get in your ghoul pool guesses:

• Horrible catastrophe
• Celebrity death

Just comment on the blog with your guesses and we'll see who wins.

Just as a hint:

I'm just sayin...

- Meeshka