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Saturday, August 7, 2021

Miscellaneous Thoughts, by Jane Airedale.....

 We saw that sign and knew that it was made for Mom!  She farms some of her precious plants out to her green-thumbed pal Blair when we go away for more than a few days. Blair keeps them all happy (and alive) and then when we get home Mom kills them. Not all of them. She leaves several to twist in the wind 'til their day comes. Bol.  To be fair, she has done a pretty good job this year (not killing plants).  Could be that she hasn't gone away as much.

The second photo is of me guarding our BirdHouse up on Schweitzer.  The sign on the deck door says "BEWARE - Guard Airedale on Duty".  You can't tell from the photo, but I have one eye opened stealthily keeping guard.  Dad bought the stain to do that little deck, but it's been too hot to apply the stain.  Now they're predicting some rain (which we need) so that's going to put it off some more.  That's okay.  I enjoy laying out on it no matter if it's stained or no.  Winter is just around the corner, and all the snow we get helps mess up all the decks!  Seems silly to even bother staining it at all.

The bottom video was taken by my mom when we were watching the 2 year old granddaughter Rosebud. She doesn't watch tv at her home, so "Granny" will put SpongeBob Squarepants on for a special treat for her.  That kiddo sure loves to laugh at that cartoon!  The 2 wooden bead bracelets she is wearing she and my mom made.  One was to give to her mama, but Rosebud decided she wanted both for herself.  That is pretty funny to me. Bol.

Okay, I better go downstairs and bark for a while. Dad hasn't shared his popcorn with me yet and there might be a squirrel outside that needs to know I'm still on duty!!

Smooches from,

Jane Airedale 

Tuesday, June 8, 2021

****** Jane Airedale ~ My First Blog ~ A Tribute To Dear Hootie ******

Hi.  I am Jane, a 5 year old Airedale. Mom told me I can continue the blog that my Angel brother Hootie & Angel sister Baby Rocket Dog started some years ago. I am new to this sort of thing, so am starting off slowly. The format of the blog is different than my mama remembers it, so not sure how good we will be at this!

I wanted to start off by giving a tribute to my "big" brother, Hootie. He was less than half my size, but he was the Alpha dog in our home & he let me know it. Here are Hootie's Green Ashes that Daddy buried next to Baby Rocket Dog in our dog park on Memorial Day. We just received Hootie's grave marker & will place it where he is buried. The folks have decided to replace BabyRD's headstone with one to match Hootie's now, so a photo of their completed graves will follow when that arrives. 

That's all for now. I hope to start meeting new buddies here soon! 


PS-If anyone can give us a clue on how to center our title that would be greatly appreciated.

Monday, May 10, 2021

Hairy Houdini AKA Hootie Phillips ~ May 6, 2008 - April 2, 2021 ~ R.I.P.

This is the human mama posting today. My dear, sweet Hootie went to the Rainbow Bridge on April 2nd, 2021. On April 1st Patrick & I, along with both Hootie and Jane had made the 9 hour trip to visit our daughter, son-in-law and granddaughter Rosebud north of Seattle. We had checked in to our hotel and gotten unpacked. Fed the dogs and were relaxing. Hootie was laying on the foot of the bed and had just thrown up a little bit. I cleaned it up and then began the tummy rub. It was while I was rubbing his belly that I realized that it was hard as a rock and that he wasn't laying with his legs up in the air as he usually did when I'd rub his belly. His legs were in a strange crossed position. I realized that he couldn't move them. I called to Patrick and said we need to find a Veterinary Emergency Room. Went to the computer and found Veterinary Specialty Center of Seattle close by the hotel. It was around 10:30pm when we rushed him to the E.R. Since it was dark and Washington State was still in level 2 Covid19 status the E.R. would not allow us to come in with Hootie. Pat had carried him, wrapped in a towel, to our car from the hotel and we were sitting out on the car tailgate petting him and talking on the phone with the ER for about 20 minutes before they sent someone out to take him inside. We had no idea what was the matter, only that it wasn't right. We sat outside in our car until a little before midnight a veterinarian called us on the phone and said that he had very bad news for us. The vet said that they took an ultrasound and found an 11cm tumor on his spleen. His stomach cavity was full of blood and they would be giving him iv fluids and also get some of the blood from his tummy. I asked to please sedate him to keep him fear-free because he always gets shakey at the vets and since we couldn't be with him.... I didn't want him to be in pain. The diagnosis was he had Hemangiosarcoma, a ruthless, fast spreading cancer. They could operate to remove the tumor, but didn't give him a chance of living much more than a few months, if the operation didn't kill him. We were in shock. I told the vet that we wanted to call our veterinarian back home in the morning and that we'd get back in touch with them as soon as that was done. Doc Hall agreed that there is no good news as far as Hemangiosarcoma. Since Hootie was a stoic little fellow he was probably in a lot of pain and Doc agreed that euthanasia was probably the kindest act we could do. We called the E.R. and told them our decision. We wanted to spend some time with Hootie to say our good-byes and let him know how much we loved him. They put us in a room before bringing Hootie to us and discused what we wanted to do with his ashes. We chose a "green" container with wild flower seeds to plant above his resting place (next to BabyRocketDog) in our dog park at home. Then they brought Hootie in...He was walking on his own and even had a jaunty step when he came in. His leg still had the port in it, but if we didn't know he was so ill, we wouldn't have been able to tell by the way he acted when he saw us. Such a dear little guy. I held him on my lap and Patrick and I told him how wounderful he was and how special and loved he was. He was enjoying his mama petting him and any nervous energy he had just melted away. He always loved that. He was a cuddlebug. When the vet came into the room she explained what she was going to do 1,2,3. She was kind and gentle and our Hootie just closed his eyes and then he was gone. We got his ashes before we left Seattle area. We still have them in our cabin, not quite ready to put him in his final resting place yet. Well, this is the end of Hootie and BabyRocketDog's blogging. But, we have our sweet girl, Jane, our rescue Airedale, so I think I'll start being a bit more active here with her. Jane has a very big voice, so she might have a few things to say. FaceBook is still an avenue we go down, but blogging was where we began, so we'll see. I am having a difficult time dealing with no Hootieboy. He really was my special little man and I think of him constantly. Patrick misses him also. As Hootie got older & Patrick retired, he grew more attached to Patrick. Patrick and both dogs would go for long walks several miles a day, usually 6 days a week. He said that Hootie was always still raring to go while Jane would get tired out. When Pat would go outside to do some work both dogs would wait by the door for his return. MamaCassie, Signing off for now

Sunday, August 12, 2018

I Have Some News!

Hi there! This is Hairy "Hootie" Houdini writing this post.  Mom & Dad and I all went to Salt Lake City in June and we adopted a new sister for me from SouthWest Airedale Terrier Rescue.  Her name is Jane (it was Cinder Ella) and she is 2 years old.  Okay, at first I wasn't real thrilled with her, because I had my peeps all to myself since BabyRocketDog died last November. But, we are getting along quite beautifully now.  She tends to get bossy with me and tries to drag me around by my harness or collar, but I always set her straight to let her know I am the Alpha in our little pecking order. Ha!  Size does NOT matter.  She is over twice my size, but my mighty Welsh growl scares her away from stealing my food or taking a toy that is in my space!

Okay, today we will use our old send-off:
Smooches from pooches,
Hootie and Jane

Thursday, November 23, 2017

Miss Baby Rocket Dog ~ Born 02/01/2007 - Went To The Rainbow Bridge 11/23/2017

She was such a joy to us.  Always cheerful and always a practical joker.  She was a good girl.
We loved her so.

With great sadness,
BRD's mama, Cassie

Tuesday, July 5, 2016

July 4th Is NOT Our Favorite Holiday....

 We would like to tell all those hoomans who are shooting off fireworks and noise making thingies to STOP IT!!! It is just waaaaaayyyyy too scary for us canines.  We say GIT!!  Now you may think this photo of our mama and sister with face masks on is scary, but NOT as scary as those dumb firecrackers that people think they have to shoot of on the 4th of July.  (Mama looks like Baby Rocket Dog when she is up to no good. Terrier eyes! BOL.)
 We were safe in our cabin when all the ruckus began, but we could still hear some of the loud noises from town and neighbors.  So, we say if you can't be quiet and dignified like us, than GIT!!!

Smooches from pooches,

Baby Rocket Dog & Hootie

Monday, April 18, 2016

So Long Mitch...We'll Meet You Again One Day

Our dear friend Mitch went to the Rainbow Bridge today to join his girl, Northford Maggie.  This is one of our mommy's favorite pictures of them from back in the day.  Both Mitch and Maggie were big fans of watermelon, so we're sure they are probably supping on a nice big piece together now.

We send our love and sympathy to Miss Molly and Mitch's hooman family, who we know will miss him and his guarding & carpentry skills so very much.

We wanted to reminisce about our old friends, so went over to visit their blog, which their mama keeps up so beautifully.  We'll miss you Mitch, but know that one day we'll all meet again.

BabyRocketDog and Hootie

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Last Week We Went to Schweitzer Mountain & Sandpoint

Daddy took us for a nice walk in Sandpoint and then we took a drive up to Schweitzer Mountain last week.  It was a good day.  Daddy has something called Braun Kid Us (we think it has to do with him being strong) so he started coughing, and then his asthma started to act up....WELL,  he isn't feeling too great right now, but his dogter gave him some antibiotics to make him better.  He better get well soon, because the weather is getting real nice and it's time for looooonnnnng walks!

Hope any friends passing by are having a good day. Blessings on your heads!

Smooches from pooches,
BabyRocketDog & Hootie