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Sunday, June 17, 2007

Happy Father's Day Pet Daddies!

I was so happy when I saw the paper this morning, because among the pictures of Dads and their kids, there were one or two of men with his four-legged kids. One read to the dad: "I'm just a puppy, but oh so lucky, to have a Dad like you. Love, Abby." and there was a picture of Daddy with a cute little dog thag looked like maybe a Yorkie. Wish I would have thought of sending one in! Years ago, I did send in Scooter's picture for "Baby's first Christmas." He was the only dog among all the babies and I can assure you Scooter was the cutest of all.

I have fond memories of my Dad and our childhood dog, Misty. Dad died in 1989. When he came home from work and took off his shoes, Misty loved to pull off his socks,shake them around, then lay her chin on them. When they had to put Misty to sleep in her golden years, Daisy drove them to the vet (I was in Korea). She said on the way home, Dad just held Misty's collar in his hands and wept. He was a man not afraid to cry in front of us.

So, happy father's day to The Boss, The Saint, The Foreman, You Should, Sweetie, Dragon, The Martyr, Brett, Jeremy and all the rest of the good pet daddies out there. They might complain and pretend they aren't as in love with the pets as we know they are, but despite their many faults and flaws, they are great daddies..

So share any good Daddy memories of your own.

posted by Sandy at 6/17/2007 02:17:00 PM


Blogger Shaun said...

Hi. Found you as the updates scrolled.

I went to pick-up my Daddy for a visit. As we went up the stairs to the house, a flock of red-winged blackbirds soared across our heads. The wonder in his eyes, so childlike, as he said, "I've never seen them flock before in all my life." It is a memory from just two years ago, but it had already turned to gold the moment the wordsounds caressed my ears.

Thanks for letting us comment. And well done with the rescue.

Sunday, June 17, 2007 2:46:00 PM  
Blogger pearcehart said...

Years ago, a one-eyed back momma cat would come into our laundry room cat door and eat like there was no tomorrow and then disappear into the field. She would be back again a couple of days later. One day I followed her to the farm down the road where she went into a cage with about 6 kittens. A few days later she showed up with 2 kittens and soon they were all there living in our barn. We named her Jacquie. Her empty eye socket was nasty looking, all weepy and horible. I told my dad I was taking her to the vet and getting it looked at. I was also going to get her spayed. She had decided she was living with us, so I figured we could help her out. My dad said he would pay half of the vet bill. The vet fixed her up and showed me the beebee pellet he had taken out of the eye. Jacquie's eye healed up nice and one day she jumped into the van when my dad said he was going to get the mail. We had an in-town mailbox since country mailboxes were often shot up by kids. Jacquie sat on the console between the front seats like she was a queen. She loved riding to town with dad. She waited patiently while he went in to collect the mail and then rode home again. My dad was a dog person but he had great respect for Jacquie. He loved her fighting spirit and her love of life. My dad was like that too. He was a great animal lover and respecter of nature. My dad died five months after my mother died. I found him one morning, in bed, with a smile on his face. He missed my mother so much. I am sure she came to get him to take him to heaven and he was happy to go with her. The coroner said there was no specific cause of death, I know he died of a broken heart.

He was very special to me and I am proud he was my dad.

Sunday, June 17, 2007 7:47:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Sandy, I can't tell you how much it hurt Fly Boy's feelings that you left him out when wishing all the othr pet Daddies Happy Fathers Day! I think I almost saw a couple of tears. He is such a good kitty Daddy and kitty and doggies Grand Daddy. He might say some crap sometimes but he takes such god care of all of them.
Pearcehart, that was such a sweet story about your kitty and your parents. I am so sorry for your loss but I think you're right about your Mom coming to get your Dad. There are so many stories of that sort of thing happening.

Monday, June 18, 2007 10:08:00 AM  
Blogger B said...


Monday, June 18, 2007 10:27:00 AM  
Blogger Sandy said...

Alice, that is the most beautiful story ever! How sweet. To think that poor cat had to live with an eye like that and no vet care. Why I always feel so sorry for wildlife. You know they get injured, but have to simply suffer with it if it doens't kill them.

And Pam, I am so sorry Pam! I had a feeling I was forgetting someone! Jeez, I always talk about Fly boy! Give him my sincere apologizes. Blame it on my insomnia.

Brett, the Melatonin did relax me the other night and I fell asleep more easily, however, I kept waking up throughout the night. But it was still better than not sleeping!

Monday, June 18, 2007 11:32:00 AM  
Blogger Sandy said...

Shaun, thanks for the kind comments. I've only seen a red-winged blackbird at my feeders once. They are very beautiful. Thanks for sharing the memory of your father.

Monday, June 18, 2007 11:34:00 AM  
Blogger B said...


Monday, June 18, 2007 12:02:00 PM  
Blogger Adrienne said...

I have 2 daddy memories. The first is of The Foreman. When we got Oscar he was 4 mo old and went through serious separation anxiety from he birth parents. The first night with us he cried all night. I was so tired that I couldn't hardly keep my eyes open any longer. The foreman came into the living room and took Oscar from me and told me to go to bed, that he would stay in the living room with him. When I got up later that morning The Foreman and Oscar were asleep on the couch. Oscar was in the crook of his arm with his nose burred in The Foreman's hairy chest. It was so cute. They woke up before I could get the camera. They still have a special bond.

My second favorite memory is of my Grandfather who was my dad, since the sperm donor couldn't bother to be a real father, Poppy took his place. He picked me up from school one afternoon when I wasn't expecting it and had my bags packed for spring break. We went to California to visit his sister and mother. I didn't even know that he had a trip planned. It was so fun just the two of us driving in the truck. I think that's where I got my love for trucks. I knew we were going to do something fun if we were in the truck; fishing or camping, But it was always a road trip. Just the 2 of us. He always told me that it was my job to be his Co-pilot. I was responsible for keeping him awake (which was asking all kinds of questions) and getting him snacks and something to drink while he was driving. I guess that's why I still love a good road trip and the longer the better. That was my favorite road trip ever. I miss him so much.

Monday, June 18, 2007 12:16:00 PM  
Blogger pearcehart said...

I have at least one picture of Jacquie on my other hard-drive. As soon as FIND it, I'll transfer the pictures over to this computer and send it to Sandy so you all can see Jacquie. When I do I'll tell another Jacquie story.

Monday, June 18, 2007 5:41:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Fly Boy says thank you for reconizing all his devotion to the little ones and he really does love them in spite of his rants and ravings, he feels better now. Also thanks to you Brett for your kid words.
And yes, Sandy, the snake under the bed is so scary but even scarier ( sp? ) is the dozens of snakes in the house. Oh my gosh, now that is my worst nightmare! That is like "Snakes On A Plane" only snakes in the house. I would just die of a heart attack and that is not a exzaeration! My question is this-- does Sherry have any fear of anything since she can have a house full of snakes? I can't imagine she would have a fear of anything being able to deal with that.
I have braced myself to the photos that might show up on the blog so I actually didn't freak out this time when I saw the snake picture even though it does scare me to see the snakes.
I guess as we say of everything else, it takes all kinds o people with all kids of tastes and loves to make up this world and we all need to be more tolerant of and try to accept each other, well to a degree. There are some things I cannot accept, like cruelty,meaness,abuse and athesiests.
If anyone disagrees with any of those then that is your right in this country but I doubt there are any people in this blogg who accepts any of that. Correct me if I am wrong.

Monday, June 18, 2007 10:30:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Oh, forgot to say welcome to Shuan! Com'on in and join us crazy animal loving people! you are a great poet!

Monday, June 18, 2007 10:34:00 PM  
Blogger B said...

PAM! When you get Flyboy back to 100% -we will have a Friday night jamboree on Madison street. The whole crew of Pet People can swing by and life a glass-maybe even Skeeter will be able to life a glass with us if we plan it right. And you tell Flyboy to hang in there! My mother always says "Everything in the Lord's time, not in the time you want it in." I'll keep you guys in my prayers, but I know its all going to work out.
Speaking of prayers, please everyone remember my babies-Charlie has a stye in his right eye lid, Pearl has started sneezing all over, and Lucy has a bladder infection again. Whenit rains, it pours.
This all started on Sunday. Pearl is the one that worrys me--Vet told us if she ever showed any signs of an illness that we needed to let her be checked out. Lucy has had many bladder infections, its always pills and water change. We had bought a filter for the kitchen that was supposed to make the water where she could drink it--evidently it didn't work.So theres another 30 bucks up in smoke for nothing. BUt if it was 300, we'd scrape it up to keep our babies. SO , everybody remeber the three musketeers (soon to be four)when you say your prayers today--We would appreciate it very much

Tuesday, June 19, 2007 10:06:00 AM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Pam and Brett, yall are confusing me! I have tons of these things to read since I am behind and you are getting me confused. Pam you are talking snakes and that was another post, I had to stop and look back. Then Brett, there you go stuttering again with two post being the same. You two are enough to mess up my head today! ha ha...
Brett and Pam my prayers will be long to night due to you two but worth it....

Yes, Flyboy is a good cat daddy. I saw this for myself when we went to Pam and Flyboys house after the Pet People met last month! One of those three beautiful kitties jumped up on the foot of his chair and he never missed a beat with what he was saying as he reached down and stroked the fur of that baby. Was sweet to see such a macho man being sweet like that.... did y’all know that macho man Flyboy drives the herm mobile??? Ops, Pam, can I say that? I decided not to so I changed the spelling…..

Just to let yall know, after spanking Sheba this morning, that she is currently up on the desk as I type and is head butting me and purring like a kitten! Maybe I earned some respect by showing her authority this morning. She is now lying in the sunbeam coming in through the window and on the desk. My baby….

My big daddy is a good daddy! When we went camping as children he insisted that Molly dog come along too! She went to our grandparents house and just about every where else we kids went. Now he lets his cats sit on the kitchen table and beg for food while he eats. I have a great picture of that but think my mom might kill me if I post it as my dad has his mouth stuffed full of food. He kind of looks like a pig... tee hee

Tuesday, June 19, 2007 2:59:00 PM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Oh Alice, I too think your story is wonderful! And welcome Shaun! We get red winged black birds at our feeders. The females look nothing like the males but in the bird world the males must impress the females with their beauty! If only it were that way in the human world, my life would be much better without having to deal with make up! Ha ha

Speaking of birds. Yesterday I spotted my first Killdeer bird. It was in the parking lot of Lowes sitting on some mulch! We observed the bird really closely then once home looked it up in the bird book. Now I wonder if the thing was sitting on eggs! In the parking lot of Lowes of all places to spot a new bird!

Tuesday, June 19, 2007 3:04:00 PM  
Blogger B said...

Sorry Skeeter, but Sometimes I wish we just blogged on the current day. It's like searching for Mr Goodbar some days cuz everyone is leaving blogs all over! I have to go thru five days of topics to keep caught up, so I just decided I would copy and paste my posting to everything to avoid missing someone--haha!!!

Tuesday, June 19, 2007 3:51:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

the more you write the more I see we have in common besides our birthdays. My Grandfather raised me too but that is another story for another time.
Brett, we look forward to the Madison street jamboree, it will be a blast! We need to tie Dragon to a chair where he can't get away from our conversation and just torture him,ha. I already have added your babies to my prayers. Don't worry too much about Pearl sneezing, Cosette did that too and it wasn't from her disease. Cats get the allergies like we do and most of the time that is all that causes the sneezing. My girls all have allergies now even though we use allergy furnace and air condidtioning filters. We need to get rid of the carpets as that makes it worse for them and us.
Skeeter, how sweet of you to talk about how Fly Boy gave Brittany her massage. She is Daddy's cat a lot. They like sharing his recliner. He talks a lot sh-t but he loves all three of our girls. As for his car uh no we can't talk about what I called it. He finally lets me ride in it after being mad at me so better not rock the boat as I enjoy that.
I agree that it is ahrd to keep up with all of the topics but I check every one each time I get on here so I don't miss anything. That takes awhile when you've been off for a couple of days or more.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007 6:24:00 PM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Ops, I just looked back at what I wrote and it looks as though my prayers are going to Pam and Brett for their messing up my brain on the Blog! I meant for you to know that Pam's flyboy and Brett and Jeremy's babies will be in my prayers tonight! Gee, hope I was the only one to notice that...

I look in on each posting when I am on the Blog. I go back to my last post and start from there, that way it is pretty easy but at times I have to go back further to see what someone is hitting on as we do get way off subject at times. How does that happen? Guess too many chatty people... Oh I think it would be fun to tie up Dragon and force him to listen to his wenches. Guinevere will you bring the whip??? Can I have a crack at Fire breath??? Can I can I….

Tuesday, June 19, 2007 9:43:00 PM  
Blogger B said...

GOD--another one with allergies--Lucy's allergies usually cost us a couple of hundred every Spring--this year it was 700 because she broke out all over, her eys matted shut, and she scartched her eyes til they bled. We had to have the full test done and buy all the serum and needles--she will be geting those treat ments for the next 8 mos (was 9 mos.)They have been a lifesaver, and her system reacted in a postive way within the first 24 hours. She is such a good girl--she always smiles and plays so much after we give her the shot.She loves to have her Daddy Jeremy talk baby talk to her and hug her up where he can administer the shot--either that or he's giving her some really GOOD drungs and Lucy and I will be fighting over them SOON!

Wednesday, June 20, 2007 12:08:00 PM  
Blogger B said...

uh--correction--she scratched her ears til they bled--and if I have another baby with allergies, i'll handle it--we'll just take out a mortgage or something-LOL

Wednesday, June 20, 2007 12:24:00 PM  
Blogger B said...

Please forgive my slow manners--WELCOME SHAUN--enter freely (and of your own free will)--put on your party hat, turn the phone off, and talk about the wonderful world of owning furry fuzzies with the love and the licks and the treats and the sound that resembles a small HORSE running thru your home. We cover it all here, the positive, and the Poopie. I have only been on this site for a little over a month (right? I think)but these guys have thrown up their hands and said "Yeah, the more the merrier". I hope you enjoy the blog as much as we all do--once you have been branded to the clan of the pet people--you'll never be the same again. It's kind of a zoo in here(dragons, b's, skeeters, and other assorted nuts), but welcome to the group!

Wednesday, June 20, 2007 12:32:00 PM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Brett, You calling me a nut? I am a mounds girl...

Wednesday, June 20, 2007 1:51:00 PM  
Blogger B said...

Now we all know that sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you dont

Wednesday, June 20, 2007 2:21:00 PM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

You got it...

Wednesday, June 20, 2007 2:28:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Skeeter, Brett, ya'all are just too much fun! love ya!

Wednesday, June 20, 2007 9:17:00 PM  

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Sandy Britt, an animal welfare advocate and volunteer with Clarksville rescue organizations, takes care of three dogs: Zoe, Scooter and Peanut; two cats: Catfish and Tarzan; and one husband, Glen, and according to him she takes care of them in that order.

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