Adventures Of Paddy Girl.......

Tomorrow will mark one month since Paddy came to live with us. It has had it's challenges for sure. They told us at the pound that they thought she was about a year old. We are thinking that she is younger than that because she has shown so many puppy ways. She was afraid to come in the house at first. This of course told us that she wasn't allowed inside at her original home. We got past that hurdle in just a matter of days. Now she comes and goes through the door without giving it much thought. 

House breaking was a major job. When we thought Paddy had caught on to what we expected of her, she would leave us little gifts to find here and there through out the house. So far this week she has done really well. It is already Thursday and she has gone outside to take care of her business all week. I don't think it was just Paddy, I think a lot of times we weren't understanding her when she was asking to go out. We all seem to be on the same page now so it is all good. Way To Go Paddy Girl!!

 

When we call her and she comes right away she gets a treat. She also gets treats when she potties outside. She would get really excited when it comes to her treats and would hop around on her hind feet like a ballerina minus the tutu, snatch the treat from our hand and off she would go. J.D. has been teaching her to sit for her treats and she caught on to that really quick. We don't even have to tell her to sit now, it is automatic for her now. You would think she has always sat for her treats.

She is just a wee little thing. When I pick her up it is like lifting air. She loves chasing butterflies, birds and rabbits. In this yard she has plenty of them to occupy her time. J.D. commented this morning that he didn't think she would know what to do with a rabbit if she caught one. It wouldn't surprise me if she did catch one, she is pretty darn fast. Yesterday was the first time I heard Paddy bark in the month that she has been here. She has the sweetest little bark I have ever heard. She was in the back yard and had a rabbit on the run and she actually barked at it. Way To Go Paddy Girl!! 

Paddy is thriving here on J.D.'s mountain and has carved out her own little place in our heart. We found Paddy at the dog pound and she was two days away from being killed. All it cost us was the price of her dog tags. If you have been thinking of getting a pet, a dog or a cat......... Please give some thought to rescuing that pet from your county pound. 

Hope your Thursday is blessed with happiness!

 

Moodscapes

I have officially changed the name of my blog from 'Bits and Pieces' to 'Moodscapes'
where you will discover through my postings the many moods of me. Somewhere between the last post that I made and today, I seem to have misplaced a day. If you find it laying around someplace, please return it to me. I have spent this entire day messing around with this blog. I got my banner made and saved with no problem. I played around with the different templates and found one that I liked. Then I tried to apply my own tiled background image. This is where I ran into trouble. I just can't get it to take. No doubt what ever I have done wrong is something minor and I am just overlooking it when I am trying to find the problem. This has had me banging my head on the key board all day.

If there is anyone out there that can take a look at it and point out my error, I sure would appreciate it.

I received an e-mail yesterday with a poem attached that dealt with a subject that is very near and dear to my heart. The subject was concerns the plight of so many abused and neglected dogs. We have domesticated the dog to the point where we think and sometimes expect them to act more like us and less like their ancestors, not so far removed, the wolf. Some areas have made it legal to hunt the wolves now and it has become quite a sport. Perhaps it is because of the beliefs of my ancestors that I disagree with the hunting of wolves. When my ancestors hunted they made use of all of the animal that they killed, such as food, clothing and tools....etc. How many of those hunters are going to using those wolves as food? I know that everyone has their own opinion on this and I am not trying to force what I believe on anyone.

"There's never been a documented case of a healthy wild wolf killing or seriously injuring a person in North America."
excerpt from: "Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf?" -- Revisited
By L. David Mech

I found this to be a very interesting article. I encourage everyone to take an active interest in what is happening to these beautiful creatures. Like many animals of the wild they are slowly being squeezed out of their homes as we continue to take more and more of their wild lands and clear them and build on them, making what was once the territory of the deer, bear and wolf our backyard. How can anyone look at a picture of a wolf and not see their own little lovable mutt.....

Prison Bars

by Karen Evans
In memory of Contessa

These prison bars I sit behind

From which there is no escape.

Why didn't I get a second chance

But, now it is too late.

I tried to live my master's way

To put instincts aside.

To disobey meant punishment

And oh, how hard I tried.

I didn't mean to trash the house

I did it just for fun.

It's boring being in the house

With no place I can run.

And when I got to go outdoors

He put me on a chain.

I'd run around in circles

Till he'd come out again.

Uh oh, he found the hole I dug

I did it to stay cool.

He beat me with his balled up fists

Oh, why is he so cruel?

My tail tucked between my legs

I'm so scared that I pee.

It doesn't matter what I do

He's just so hard to please.

He doesn't even like the song

I howl every night.

He yells "shut up", and out he comes

To start another fight.

I'm battered, bruised and all alone

Is this how life should be?

When all I wanted was his love

And true acceptance of me.

For I can't help the way I am

At times I feel so strange.

I guess I'm like my ancestors

That once had roamed the range.

So, here I sit on death row

Trapped behind these bars.

Soon to be a spirit

Free amongst the stars.

I guess I'll never understand

The punishment that he,

Gave me each and every day

For me just being me.