Monday, July 23, 2012

Xray–one good hip… one no hip…

If you’re reading this you probably know about Jake’s hip, the injury and the operation.  If not, click the link in the sidebar called “Jake’s FHO Journey”.  Anyway..  was at the vets and decided to x-ray and see how it was…  one very good hip and one no hip…  You’d never know if you saw him …. interesting, huh?

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Sunday, July 22, 2012

This help I don’t need…

So I turned the water on so the soaker hose would start watering the tomatoes and then I left for a bit to check on my neighbors puppies.  When I returned Jake had escaped from the house by moving a board I had blocking the dog door and was having a blast with the hose.  He had ripped the one side out creating a stream of water which he was playing with…  it could have been worse..  the water could have been going on to the tomatoes which I’m sure then that is where Jake would have been!   Brita was new to the mess as I brought her out not realizing that the trouble maker was already out!

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Saturday, July 21, 2012

Geroge Graham Vest–Tribute to a Dog

Historians consider it one of the greatest speeches ever written about a dog. US Senator George Graham Vest (1830-1904) was one of the leading debaters of his time, and offered this observation on dog greatness when he was still practicing law in a small Missouri town. He represented a man who sued another for the killing of his dog, and after offering the following summation to the jury, he won the case.

Gentlemen of the Jury: The best friend a man has in the world may turn against him and become his enemy. His son or daughter that he has reared with loving care may prove ungrateful. Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and our good name may become traitors to their faith. The money that a man has, he may lose. It flies away from him, perhaps when he needs it most. A man’s reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of ill-considered action. The people who are prone to fall on their knees to do us honor when success is with us, may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon our heads.

The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous is his dog. A man’s dog stands by him in prosperity and in poverty, in health and in sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground, where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he may be near his master’s side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer. He will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounters with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince. When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wings, and reputation falls to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens.

If fortune drives the master forth, an outcast in the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him, to guard him against danger, to fight against his enemies. And when the last scene of all comes, and death takes his master in its embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there by the graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad, but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true even in death.

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