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Well, my wife and I celebrated (We went to the gym.) our 42nd wedding anniversary this month! :chickawow: :D

I think I'll keep her. :clapping: :drinks:

LC

 
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Very nice thread, RideCoach, thanks. And JimLor, you're right! ("once again I'm better looking than I was yesterday!! Unbelieveable, no really, unbelieveable.") The rest of you, congrats on all your milestones/achievements. And me, well, I saved a bunch of money on my car insurance.

 
I just saved my self a bunch of deniros on the the YES by remembering that my bike turned 1 year old today and I had to call D&H to get the YES. Thank you D&H for another great save.
Ditto about D&H. Just got my new 08 FJR in the stable today. Thank you D&H. Ready to start winter riding again. :yahoo: :yahoo:

 
I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance!I can't believe I'm the first to say that.

Also, it's Friday and I'm about to leave work. So I got that going for me, which is nice.
I too just save a bunch on my auto ins. Had 3 cars insured with the family "friend" and got my renewal for $1950.00/yr. I then went to Progessive.com where I get the best deal on my FJR and was quoted $740.00/yr which I no doubt took. Quite a savings.

Steve

 
Maybe it's just me, but it seems like I've seen a lot of posts about the recent loss of a family member, a friend, or a beloved pet :( Don't get me wrong, I WANT to know when a brother or sister on the forum has suffered a loss, but please, feel free to post up about a new baby (son, daughter, niece, nephew, grandbaby, etc.), a new pet, a new job.....or any other HAPPY event :yahoo:
Those are important announcements too!
Good idea, Larry. Nice job!

 
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This is our lil gem...Belle

She was rescued by our local SPCA 2 years ago, November, from a puppy mill. She lived in a 5x7 shed only to be let out once every couple of days when they shovelled out the dog crap. She shared the shed with her daughter and 3 other dogs. When she and her daughter were rescued, each of them had an anti-bark collar on. They were so tight, the collars had turned their necks raw. The electric shock prongs on Belle's collar had made 2 one inch deep holes in the flesh of her neck. The dogs were in such bad condition they were fully shaved, surgery was performed and the vet staff hoped for the best. Thankfully, both recovered physically. The daughter was quite outgoing still and was readily adoptible, but Belle was morbidly afraid of pretty much everything and everyone. We took her on, hoping at best that she would come to understand that she would never be harmed again and that she would find a way to relax.

It's been a long road for her, with lots of patience on our part. 2 years later she has come to understand she will not be harmed. Her coat has grown in beautifully. The stains on her feet from the dog droppings she stood in every day for 3 1/2 years have gone away. She keeps changing weekly. She has explored some puppy behaviors (at the age of 5) and now seems to be exploring her teenager years. She smiles, runs, plays, and out thinks the golden retriever here at every turn. She positions herself conveniently so we can scratch her butt as often as possible. For a dog that would not let us touch her behind the face at 1st, this has been a huge trust she has given us.

How quickly tho the oppressed become the oppressor...*L*. She is definitey the boss of us ALL.

Her new tag says "DIVA"

 
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This is our lil gem...Belle
She was rescued by our local SPCA 2 years ago, November, from a puppy mill. She lived in a 5x7 shed only to be let out once every couple of days when they shovelled out the dog crap. She shared the shed with her daughter and 3 other dogs. When she and her daughter were rescued, each of them had an anti-bark collar on. They were so tight, the collars had turned their necks raw. The electric shock prongs on Belle's collar had made 2 one inch deep holes in the flesh of her neck. The dogs were in such bad condition they were fully shaved, surgery was performed and the vet staff hoped for the best. Thankfully, both recovered physically. The daughter was quite outgoing still and was readily adoptible, but Belle was morbidly afraid of pretty much everything and everyone. We took her on, hoping at best that she would come to understand that she would never be harmed again and that she would find a way to relax.

It's been a long road for her, with lots of patience on our part. 2 years later she has come to understand she will not be harmed. Her coat has grown in beautifully. The stains on her feet from the dog droppings she stood in every day for 3 1/2 years have gone away. She keeps changing weekly. She has explored some puppy behaviors (at the age of 5) and now seems to be exploring her teenager years. She smiles, runs, plays, and out thinks the golden retriever here at every turn. She positions herself conveniently so we can scratch her butt as often as possible. For a dog that would not let us touch her behind the face at 1st, this has been a huge trust she has given us.

How quickly tho the oppressed become the oppressor...*L*. She is definitey the boss of us ALL.

Her new tag says "DIVA"

Barb,

Wow...what a great story! Thank you so much for passing it on. Glad you and your pup are enjoying each other.

Dogs bring so much joy to us all...if we allow them. I used to be a K9 Officer and the dog I worked was rescued from a shelter, much like yours. His name was Bruno. He got revenge on a lot of criminals. He put many bad guys and gals in jail. Here is a photo of me and him after he sniffed out 276lbs of narcotics in a van driven by a family (Odot is shatting his pants ;-)):

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And, here is a photo with Emmitt Smith (all time leading NFL Rusher and former Dallas Cowboy):

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Bruno has passed on now...and, I am no longer a K9 Officer...but, he did alot of good. He went to many schools to educate children and passed his love on to them. I hope he and I made a positive impact with the kids.

When we did the school programs, I would bring my home dog...Pancho the Border Collie with us and he would do his trick routine for them. He is our "first child" and one of the loves of my life. He is 13 yrs old and awesome with the kids. Here is a pic of him:

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Dogs bring so much joy to our lives and I really appreciate you sharing your story. You are blessed and your pup is blessed to have you!

I think this thread is great! And, Btw...I am not up for a debate on the legalization of narcotics. This is a post about the greatness of dogs and the good they bring to our lives.

Rex

RLTW!!

 
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Exhaustive scientific research has proven that only 2 types of people enter into a marriage. The first is the type that always has to be right and is usually domineering. They are usually leaders and never followers. They make the rules and god help anyone who breaks them. The second type are husbands.
Amen to that!!! ... 16.537 years and counting.

 
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This is our lil gem...Belle
Barb, Thank you for the story of your rescue dog. She reminds me a lot of our rescue collie that made the whole families life a real joy, until he scummed to cancer at the age of 13.

I would urge any of you that are thinking of getting a pet to check out the possibility of obtaining a rescue. Altho Barb case demonstrates the more dramatic side of the rescue cause, many of these animals are simply victims of life style changes that no longer allow their people to keep them, as in my case with our collie.

Hijack over, and thanks again for your story Barb, good on you. :clapping:

 
I just (yesterday) found a great home for an obviously abused Lab Chow mix looking female that showed up at our fire station. Doggy Dog, as we so creatively called her, was just starting to get some good personality when the mean old liability-fearing chiefs put the word down that we had to get rid of her. If my yard wasn't so small with two dogs already. I would have made her my own in a heartbeat.

We have had many dogs through the years as station mascots. I gues it's just far enough out of town to be a popular dumping ground for unwanted pets.

Long story short, the circumstances surrounding this adoption were so complex and bizarre that it lead me to believe that this was no accident. Anyway, it looks like she now has a wonderful loving family that will treat her right.

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Both our current dogs are rescues. The eldest, Doobie, was a snatch and dash by a daring teenager who wanted to stop the abuse she was suffering at the hands of some drunken gang-bangers out at the local river swimming hole.

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Kiwi, who looks like a dachshund/chihuahua aberration, was in the previous batch of fire station refuges. All three of them (mom, dad, puppy) went to separate loving homes. We got the puppy for The Diva, and she has turned out to be quite the little character.

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Last, and my favorite, is our feral rescue Gozer, who has been introduced before on this forum, but didn't want to be left out.

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Dogs bring so much joy to our lives and I really appreciate you sharing your story. You are blessed and your pup is blessed to have you!
Rex

RLTW!!
That they most definitely do. We have been very happy with the decision to take her on and work with her. She keeps showing us what the power of love can do to affect positive change in another.

Thanks for the pics of your guys! They both look really happy and full of mischief... ;)

It's great to see happy ending pet stories. Rescue has certainly been fulfilling for us.

 
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Props to all you guys and gals who adopt unwanted pets, especially those who might bring along a little baggage from their prior lives. It isn't always easy, but can be far more rewarding than just dealing with the regular puppy mischief. It breaks my heart to see the kind of abuse that supposed "humans" put their pet animals through.

We adopted a pair of rescued greyhounds a while back. "Captain Bart" and "TW's DD Dancer" were their track names. Bartie was a little small for a male and apparently didn't show much promise in his first season because we got him at only a little over a year old. Most greyhounds get only a few times out to do something and get the boot if they don't show some promise. After all, dog racing is a business and dog food costs money.

A year later we brought home Danny, who was quite a bit bigger boy, and apparently was also a fast fellow because he was a full year older. Danny must have won his owner some money because even after he broke his right rear leg in his first season, they kept him over another winter and let him heal up for a while and then raced him again the following season. It is a common thing for Greys to break that leg as the centrifugal force of the CCW track puts the most strain there. Of course the leg just broke a second time and that was when they got rid of him.

When we got him he was still pretty lame but with love and tender care he came around just fine. Of course we couldn't run him really hard, but he still loped around with his buddy Bart pretty well. For such large dogs they are incredibly docile, generally calm and truly loving. It is somewhat incomprehensible considering what they live through in their track days. They loved nothing more than just lazing out on a sofa or some soft cushions. They lived with us for around 7 years each. Once Bartie passed away, Danny followed soon after. We figured he just missed his best buddy too much.

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That's Bartie on the left, Danny on the right.

 
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