Ghillie's having a bad hair day

Twiny

Road Trip Nip

I offer two pictures of two setters, one an English boy, Chester, (right)  in our local all-setter club rescue program with our own Gordon Setter girl in the background.  The second is our little field Gordie girl, Ghillie (above). Chester, a darling English Setter about 6 years of age and Ghillie were sound asleep on the chesterfield.  Chester tended to move a lot when he slept, and gradually moved around so much, his head slipped from the pillow to the floor - where it remained, with him in an upside down position for several minutes, until another movement and the rest of his body followed his head!  When all arrived on the floor, Chester sort of woke up, eyes barely open, looked around, and promptly fell back to sleep now on the floor.   I was laughing so hard I had trouble taking the pictures!   Picture two is Ghillie.  She is quite the dreamer when she sleeps.  And we know when she dreaming by her body movements and the sounds she makes.  One gesture is she puts her paws over her head and moves her paws forward, pulling her ears forward.  When she is awake and bored, she does this and then chews on the fur at the end of her long ears. Pulling her ears forward had also taken all the long fur on the top of her head forward too! We call this picture 'A bad hair day'. You can see why.

Santa Daisy

Another Daisy

Shannon

Me (Danielle) with Gracie in the Garden

Hello! I was quite pleased to find Diva and Big Ben (Benjamin) in your photo gallery.  With great sadness, I had to put Benjamin down a couple of years ago.  He had gone blind, had suffered a corneal abrasion, and then we discovered he was in the last stages of congestive heart failure.  I couldn't ask him to bear this burden just because I was too afraid to let him go.  He was the one thing in my life that I didn't have to fear leaving me.  In fact, he didn't go until I told him it was okay.  The doctor was listening to his heart and I told him that it was okay, he could go on.  She said he must have heard me, because the change in his heart beat  was like night and day, and then he was gone.   Diva and I needed to fill the void he left and we got Sailor, a little chocolate poodle.  I know Big Ben is still taking care of me because he's taught Sailor to do  things that only Big Ben did and he couldn't have learned them from anyone else.  I'd like to share a couple of pictures with you.  The first is a picture of Sailor.   The second is a picture of my Mom and Sailor, and what I think are the spirits of some of my departed babies.  Just because you can't see them, it doesn't mean they are not there! Terri

Sailor

Diva

Yayahuic and Nala

Friday

Willie

Belle and Lacey
our lovely lurcher sisters we got from our local dog shelter

Rosie

Hello, my name is Ashley, and attached are a few pictures of Rosie. Well, here it goes the story of how we met and fell in love with one another. I was a junior in college, and have always wanted a dog, so when I moved into a house with a fenced in yard I started looking. I searched endlessly at the local shelters, and in the papers, but nothing really stood out.

One day while searching on www.petfinder.org I found precious Rosie. As soon as I saw her face, I knew I had to have her. It was strange how quickly I became attached . Well, after conversing with Rosie's foster mom, she found out I was in college and said she was sorry but they have a policy that does not allow college kids to adopt. I was heartbroken, but was determined. I sent her pictures of my house, and my fenced in yard. I sent her pictures of previous animals , and even gave her references. After a lot of persuading they agreed to let me meet Rosie and go through with the adoption. Rosie was in a town about an hour away, and I was very nervous driving up there. I thought what if this dog isn't what I think she's going to be, and I did all this for nothing.

Well, my mind quickly changed when I walked into her kitchen and say Rosie all bundled up in a little comforter just gazing at me … .she looked so sad. As soon as she knew she was coming out she started wiggling her bottom (because she doesn't have much of a tail). Unlike most other dogs she didn't want to leave my side. I took her on a short walk, and then came back to the deck and she was glued to my leg. I rubbed her for a long time as her eyes were heavy. I got lots of kisses, and knew it was meant to be. After filling out the paperwork and coming back within a week I put Rosie in the car and headed home.

All I knew about Rosie was that at the time of adoption she was approximately 6-9 months of age, and was found at a gas station.

Rosie is extremely loyal, very smart, and extremely protective (but a very good judge of character). She loves anyone I love or know, children adults whoever. But the second I don't know someone or am not sure of them, she ' s a different dog. When I first got her she was scared of brooms, and belts, and any object especially raised above her head. But I have conditioned her to as much as I can by letting her sniff things and rubbing them on her so she knows it ' s ok. She also is terrified of loud noises and when I ' m upset she runs and hides and shakes. This all leads me to believe she had a ruff life.

In Loving Memory of Reggie

Roxanne and Jezabell and my Babies

Gimme yo face!