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Rockett, Santa Monica, California, U.S.A.
Buddy (aka Bashful), Henderson, Nevada, U.S.A.
Miss Puppers, Unionville Center, Ohio, USA
Oscar, Saratoga, California, USA
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Molly and Muffin, Pleasanton, California, USA.
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Pudge, Painesville Township, Ohio, USA.
Samantha, Norman, Oklahoma, USA.
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Waylon and Wallie, East Texas, USA.
Awston and Wally, Long Beach, California, USA.
Josh and Max Las Vegas, Nevada,USA.
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Betsy Ross San Ramon,
California, USA.
These adorable un-named six week old
Soft Coated Wheaten Terriers live near our neighborhood.
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| Puppy #1 | Puppy #2 | Puppy #3 | Puppy #4 & #5 | Betsy Ross - formerly puppy #1 |
Australia
We have received many
wonderful messages from visitors to Tippie's web site. We received
photos of two adorable little "Aussie" Shih Tzu's that we want to
share with everyone.
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| Agatha's Short Stories by her "parents" from Long Beach, California, USA. |
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THE GREAT BRIE CAPER
It was a typical balmy Southern California evening. Our beloved Basset Hound, Aggie, was at home helping us entertain guests. She was always comfortable around friends and family. A nice get-together involved tasteful tidbits as appetizers and, of course, the cheese & cracker platter. As the blissful evening wore on, everyone seemed really hungry. Finally, I realized all the Brie was gone. I thought - WOW, hungry crowd! However, it was brought to my attention that the only thing being eaten by the human guests was a few crackers. Aggie had snatched the Brie off the table and gobbled it up quickly.
No one brought the missing Brie to my attention, they thought I was just being a bit skimpy with the snacks. One look at Aggie, with the sly smile on her face as she "high tailed" it out of the room solved the mystery of the missing Brie.
THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME
Aggie was what one might call a slow poke. She was thought to be about 15 years old (we’re not really sure exactly). We lived in a condominium complex and Aggie’s maximum exercise tolerance was about twenty yards (from our front door to the complex gate).
We went on a short trip and had to board Aggie at the veterinarian near our home. We always tried to minimize her stay away from home. So, of course, we were anxious to pick her up whenever we returned from a trip.
On this occasion, I was supposed to pick up Aggie as soon as we returned home. I had a very short window of opportunity. It was Saturday afternoon, one half hour before the vet closed and there was a "no Sunday pick-up policy. To my horror, my husband had driven off to work with my car keys! How in the world could I rescue Aggie from the vet.
There was no way I would let her stay at the vet any longer. So, I jumped on my bicycle and pedaled off to the vet. It was my plan to have Aggie walk slowly beside me - all the way home. Considering her low energy level, I knew it would be quite difficult. If only I had a wagon!
As always, Aggie was "crazed" and anxious to leave the vet. But to my astonishment, she zipped out of the vet’s office and began to "tear down" the street, dragging the bike and me along side her. I kept pulling her back, trying to slow her down a bit. But she was a dog determined to get home. I could barely hold on to my bike at such a quick pace.
We were home in ten minutes - a record for Aggie, even in her younger days. It just goes to show you, where there’s a will; there’s a way. AND, to a happy dog as with the rest of us, there is no place like home!
