The Bug Zappa

Zappa in full force combat.  

Look out Rambo, its the Bug Zappa!

Or watch on YouTube

Monday Memories-Food Fight?

Monday Memories-our little trip down memory lane.

Can your dogs eat out of the same bowl?

And to think Chance and Blaze's previous owners used to throw them a scrap of food and watch them fight over it.

Now look at them!!

Black and White Dogs for Black & White Sunday

Cuddle time between Mother and daughter

Have a Happy Sunday!!

From:  Silver and Fiona and the 24 Paws of Love

My Poop Therapy

Does anyone else find poop cleanup relaxing to the point of being almost therapeutic?  Or is that just me?  I'm not totally sure why, but it must have something to do with a metaphoric correlation of cleaning up all the little piles of crap that happen in life and not letting it multiply to the point of being overwhelming.  There's something soothing getting rid of those little land mines, instead of always trying to dodge them. It is like have a good maintenance plan when I'm able to stay on top of it and is just another reminder that if it's taken care of I can't step in it.  :) And we all know that makes for a better day.

All It Takes...

When the world is crushing upon you or has completely abandoned you, nothing compares to the hug of unconditional love from a dog.

Monday Memories-A Strange Coincidence

Monday Memories-our little trip down memory lane

Who is this little guy???

We were looking for a stud for Silver when we stopped at our friends house who was a breeder. As she paraded the six boys out my eyes immediately caught the curled over tail, short ears and bushy, gruff exterior of one particular dog. I whispered to my husband, “That one has Chow in him. I don’t want him.” A disdain I’d developed towards Chows after witnessing a vicious dog fight as a child that still permeated in me. I absolutely refused to have a dog that I saw as violent and malicious in my home. And so we chose a red and white Husky.

We were unable to locate the breeder at the time of Silver’s heat and in a hasty decision went with another dog from another Husky breeder. Silver did not get pregnant.

The following year we again tried to locate the original dog we had chosen from the first breeder and finally found him with another mutual breeder friend of ours. When we tried Silver with him, they stood and looked at each other. End of story. So when this breeder showed us a litter of Husky pups about 4 weeks old, my mind started turning. With two failed breedings and everything feeling like forced timing, I turned to my husband as we pulled out of the driveway, “Maybe we should just get our own stud.”

We went back the next day to the breeder with the fresh litter of pups. I had my heart set on the black and silver one with a black masked face, only to find he had already been spoken for. Then he held up this little orangish-red male in the palm of his hand and my eyes and heart locked on him. I knew he was the one. The only one. I swear that even in the dark of the night, heaven’s light was shining on him. :) We would pick him up in a couple of weeks when my husband gave him the name Brut, after the cologne.

 Little Bruter

Months later after Brut’s aggressive personality began to unfold, I came to learn that the Husky/Chow dog that I had shunned in the beginning was actually Brut’s Grandfather, Storm. Storm was half Husky and half Chow on Brut’s maternal side of the family. I struggle for a good year or so with this knowledge because of Brut's dog aggression and finally through Brut and our healing together have come to a peace with it. Who would have thought that a breed I didn’t want in a dog that was my heart dog was just who I needed to heal that terrible tear in my life. Coincidence? I think not.

Grandpa "Storm"

(top picture-Storm as a puppy)

 Grandson "Brut"

Coincidence: An act of God that wishes to remain anonymous.

My Two Studs

This is what a walk with Brut looks like and hubby who cheers him on!!

(or watch HERE)

 And this was a short walk!

BOL!!
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Don't test Mom's patience!

Zappa, how many times have I told you not come in with muddy paws?

 Awww Mom, what's the worse you can do?

NOOO...Not Chance with the hose

You wouldn't!!