Itchies Progress Report and Utter Verklemptness

Well you'll all be happy to hear that Gracie and I buried the hatchet on Friday (not literally as neither of us could find one to bury) when we met up in the park after a torrential downpour. She did some grovelling, so I forgave her and now we are bestest pals again. Man did we have fun! Noone was around, so we took over the kid's playground and ran up and down the equipment. There are two small slides, a big one and a spiral one. Gracie and I were having such a blast, Gracie got confused and instead of running down the big slide, she went bounding down the spiral one! Boy that was scary - she sort of fell on her head. But it didn't phase her and back we went, both going down the big slide one after the other so that I landed on Gracie when I hit the bottom. We got awfully hot, so we both ran into a big puddle, sat down, wrestled and got full of mud. Ah, what a grand day!

But later my Mom got very upset when she turned on that damn CNN again. This time it wasn't something far away in the Middle East that made her heart lurch, it was a story about a shooting at a Jewish Federation building in Seattle, WA. Some man angry at the Middle East situation decided to take out his feelings with a gun on 5 innocent women who worked there. One was killed and four were badly injured. Mom also works for a Jewish Federation, so this story upset her greatly - she told Dad it could happen at any Jewish institution...I think I better start going with Mom to work - I would be able to sniff a deranged lunatic a mile away.

I've received so many kind emails asking about my itchies and offering all sorts of advice, so I wanted to post some new pics so you can see there is some improvement - granted my front paws aren't completely A-OK, but they are a lot less itchy:

Mom thinks the medicine did the trick. Boy those pills make me sleepy and ravenous...I've been eating like a horse and sleeping like a ........dog! Heh heh. Here I am dozing on my perch:

I have new friends to introduce to you. Meet Sammy, he lives in Blacklick, Ohio with his Mom Jean. Good to meet you Sam my boy! You sure look fluffy dude, and clean! Are you sure you're a wiry guy? Seriously, note everyone the very unusual situation evident in that photo - NO couch cover, Sammy is standing on the actual couch material. WOW!! A wire usually looks more like my bud Cody, pictured right! Heh Heh, Cody digs playing with the hose!



And then there is Daisy, what a sweet little bitch, and Mom of the very famous Canadian Colby featured often on my blog. Daisy has a very high pedigree, and lives with her mom Alexis, I forget where...maybe Canada? Daisy's best pal is Hamish the Sheltie, though she won't tell me if there is a romantic involvement there...



Finally, meet Buster - a fellow wire and a fellow blogger. Check out his blog called very humorously, The Wire Fox Terrorist. He's a funny chap, he is an expert in grilling and seems to enjoy doing beach jigs by the look of his funny photo below. His blog comes with this warning: "Do not be alarmed, I am a wire fox terrier and cannot help myself."



And now for an amazing story...animal related of course...it almost moved me to tears. Happy tears.
In a zoo in California, a mother tiger gave birth to a rare set of triplet tiger cubs but sadly they died shortly after birth. The mommy tiger started to decline in health due to depression, and the vets decided that if the tigress could surrogate another mother's cubs, perhaps she would improve. But there were no tiger cubs to be found anywhere so they decided to try something that had never been tried in a zoo environment. Sometimes a mother of one species will take on the care of a different species. The only orphans that could be found quickly, were a litter of weaner pigs. The zoo keepers and vets wrapped the piglets in tiger skin and placed the babies around the mother tiger. They wondered, would they become cubs or pork chops?

You be the judge. (Warning, the following images may result in strong reactions of verklemptness...)



Ahhhhhhh.

AGC