Pit bull ban forces Marlins pitcher Mark Buehrle to move out of Miami

Mark Buehrle is doing all he can to adjust to his new surroundings in South Florida, but he’s already having to make a few adjustments MSN story here

More about Bluebird…

Bluebird has been with us so long but she’s still as happy and optimistic as ever. Take a look at what her foster dad has to say about her: Bluebird update

Sienna update

After a few weeks Sienna is fitting well, what I mean is she is spoiled rotten! She is a great dog and we love her to death. She gets to sleep with the kids at night, they have to take turns with her. Sienna and the kids have destroyed the tug rope you made, we’ll have to figure out how to get another one. Here are a few pics for you and as you can see she sure has it rough. When we are outside playing bball she wants to play along, she takes the kids to school in the morning, chases the sunlight around the living room to lay in it and in the evening she loves to relax. Thanks for the opportunity to adopt her.

Cliff and Angela Stein

Frankie is getting better!!!

Frankie is settling in her crate more and she’s not screaming as long as she used to.  We’re glad to see her eating more and putting her weight back on — I can’t feel her hip bones as much as I used to.  Though she is a picky eater she only wants to eat the wet food first and if she’s really has to the dry :-) I found out this morning she is really fascinated with the Spanish cartoons.   It’s the first time I’ve seen her sit and watch the tv and she was doing it a lot while the cartoons were on.

Thank you to everyone who so generously donated to Frankie’s care !!  We’ll keep everyone updated on her progress.

Boomer update

Hello,

I apologize for sending more than one email. Yahoo seems to be picky when it comes to sending both pictures, and videos. Pffft!

Last night, while playing on my husband’s laptop, I found where he saved Brent’s story about how we adopted Boomer in his web browser. He saves it, because he loves to tell people Boomer’s story Forever Home.

And with every story, especially Boomer’s, I thought a few more pages needed to be “written” for the Boomer fans out there.

It’s been a year and a half since Boomer went on his 12 day “camping trip” last year. He disappeared last June when something startled him and he bolted out our front door while my husband was trying to get our Bassetts leashed to go outside. Let me tell you, those were the worst 12 days ever. He and I both felt horrible, because we had just adopted Boomer in April, and now he gets away from us in June. Add to that, as you know, Boomer is very “special” in the sense of his PTSD…so not only was he lost in a foreign area to himself, but having no sense of being able to defend himself, scared of every noise, every leaf that blow in the wind, and every tree branch that moves – we were beside ourselves.

Long story short, we were able to find him, and if it wasn’t for the determination and help of yourselves, and a bunch of Boomer family, friends, and fans, we may never have found him. Since he’s been home, I have seen some really great changes in him.

We’ve had to make a few changes ourselves.

I have to be cautious of our flag that hangs on our porch. Not because Boomer is un-patriotic, but because it hangs higher than the level of his head, and the slightest breeze makes it move. This makes him very, very nervous. BUT – After introducing it to him, and putting it down on his level where he can sniff and investigate, and us humans walking outside ahead of him (on a leash, of course) – he is now used to it and doesn’t duck for cover as soon as he sees it when the front door opens.

The dog leashes hang on a shelf against our wall. As long as we “talk” to him and tell him that he is ok, and he knows they aren’t going to fall off the wall and get him somehow…he sleeps more comfortably in his kennel. He is now aware that the ceiling fan in the living room isn’t going to jump out and get him, either.

Along the way, we have discovered that Boomer eats best if he can eat in his kennel, with the door closed. This eases his “flight” fear (I don’t think he has the “fight” mechanism in him at all) and he doesn’t worry about my two Bassetts stealing his dinner. They’ve done it before, ever so politely, and he just let them have it.

So we had to make an alternate plan. My Bassetts are hogs. ;-)

He has become more adventerous around the house as well. Primarily, Boomer never leaves our front room or dining area. We have a 3 bedroom house, but he won’t go in any of those rooms unless the Bassetts, and the humans are in there. And that takes some serious coaxing. In the living room, he can park himself up against a wall, and see everyone coming from any angle. Or, he likes to loaf in the recliner with my husband and either watch football or NASCAR. (“Man time.”)

He still does not like going outside, because of being “open and exposed.” BUT – I am sooooo glad to say that over the last few weeks, he has proactively gone up to the front door with the Bassetts to go outside. This is stunning and I am so excited about this! He only does it when he really, really needs to go outside, and still stands there and shakes, but he swallows his fear and stands at the door.

In fact, over the past three months or so, Boomer has started to actually GREET PEOPLE who come to visit at our front door! But it’s only a select few, such as myself, my husband, and my mother…who is a huge Boomer fan and loves hearing about his adaptations and “improvements” in her grand-dog. (Plus, it never hurts that “Nana” brings cookies when she comes to visit…Ha ha ha.)

Boomer has also grown when it comes to going for walks outside. In one video, he has actually started to ease up in his defensiveness…and will actually wag his tail a bit when we’re outside.

He has even proactively approached a few fenced-in neighbor dogs on a few occasions when we’re out, too. And wags his tail when he does it.

My husband has been gone since June for school with the Air Force, and just got back two weeks ago. I was so worried and afraid that Boomer was going to go in reverse in acclimating to him being home again. Instead, he has surprised me, and warmed back up to my husband. I am so thankful that my husband is a patient, understanding man with Boomer and his PTSD.

Boomer is exceptionally special to us with his condition. I say this because several of our close friends are Air Force and Marine Vets who have PTSD as well. Whenever THEY come over to visit, they ALWAYS ask how Boomer is doing. They have shared with me things about their conditions, which in turn helps Gordon and I work with Boomer through his.

Humans and animals with PTSD usually have very similiar symptoms…which is why Vets usually do so much better with PTSD service dogs. So, I got to thinking one night…why not figure out how to become Boomer’s “Service Humans?” We’re trying our best.

Anyone who comes to my house knows Boomer before they even walk in our door. They know about his personality, and are heartbroke by his startings in life. They know that they need to get down on his level and let him proactively approach them. They know that when he comes outside to join us on the front porch in the summer evenings, that when Gordon or I open the front door, everyone needs to be still and give him a chance to acclimate and get comfortable on a lap somewhere.

If we need to have someone come by and let our dogs out for us, we give them a complete run down on how to approach him and keep his leash tight when letting him back in the house…otherwise, he panics and will try to go crashing through it. They’re given a complete lesson in the ‘World of Boomer.’

Oh! And I’ve been working on getting him to “speak” for meal time. I wanted him to learn to bark to communicate. He has learned exceptionally fast, and can *almost* do it entirely without being asked to. Sometimes, he’d just prefer to “sing” for it instead. ;-) And I’m ok with that…cause it’s one of the most awesome songs in the world.

Hatch has a foster home!

Our super handsome and special boy has finally found a foster home!  He just spent the first two nights of his life in a real home. We are so happy for this boy. Such a simple thing and so long over due for him.  He’s adjusting quite well and you’d think he’d had the luxury of knowing what it was like to be an actual pet before. It is hard for us to think about the fact that he’s spent his whole life never having the opportunity so far to be a cherished family companion,  or to sleep in his own cushy bed inside of a home.  This precious boy was content and happy just moving into the step up of boarding life. It warms our hearts to be able to show him what the rest of his days are going to be like! Loved, adored, and well cared for.
He is so deserving and such a sweet boy.  Whoever ends up adopting this boy, is truly getting a treasure.

Update from his first night from his foster dad:

First few hours in new foster home:

He’s doing pretty well. Scouted out the apartment, every room, multiple times. 
 
WE had a bath. Only escaped the tub twice (once with shampoo, once without). After that, he was a little nervous, and ran to his safe place.   I left the door open and did some work in the living room, and he periodically would come out, run to some random room, and run right back to the crate. Small steps I guess :-).
 
I set him up with the essentials, but he hasn’t shown interest. We went on a nice 0.5 mi walk and he had a great time . . . really nice outside with lots of leaves and squirrels. I think I’ll make this a daily thing in the evenings at dusk after I get home from work. When we got back, I gave him a HUGE Nylabone (one of the edible ones), and he ate the whole thing :-)!
 
After a couple of hours, he loosened up and was more curious about the rest of his new home
 
I can’t even imaging how MIND-BLOWING this must be for him. Truly a life-changing time.
 
Best,
Nate & Hatch
 

Discovering the TV

First Morning in new foster home:

 
Hatch slept soundly, and didn’t want to come out until he saw it was breakfast time!!  He also sprints across the place when he gets out. :-) Freedom. He just goes from room to room, without stopping. I don’t mind, but on account of the neighbors downstairs, we’ll have to see.
 
Day Two: (He’s getting it all figured out ;)
We are working on using our indoor walk. I find that if I don’t walk quickly someplace, that he won’t either. He’s totally in tune to my pace.  I can now trust him to have accidents inside if he’s been taken out. He’s picked it up very quickly. 

Loves his Blue Buffalo Lamb and Brown Rice. . . 1 cup in the morning and evening: eats it right up every time!

 
Last night I bought a new vacuum because my old one was literally a hand-me-down hoover from the 70’s. Hatch helped me unpack it, as he was very curious about the box contents :-) Now that he feels comfortable, his new thing is walking around looking for things to bring with him to his crate. . . even though he has a handful of toys. Mats out of the bathroom, clean towels out of the basket. . . he also does this thing where I’ll be in the same room, and he’ll slowly put his mouth around something that he’s not supposed to while watching me out of the corner of his eye, like “is THIS okay to chew on?” It’s cute. . . I just remind him that he has some fabulous toys to chew on.
He’s responding excellent to “sit” (indoors and outdoors), and we’re working on “down” and “stay” and “slow” (for when he’s getting excited and running). Hasn’t discovered that the furniture is something he COULD get up on if he wanted to. :-)
 
More updates to follow soon!  We are very proud of our boy for coming so far, so fast.  He’s going to make some lucky person/family an incredible companion.
 

Piglet update

Dear Nicole,

I don’t know if you remember me or not, but you dropped me off at boot camp a little more than a month ago (ok, well only 6 days if you’re a human)! My time here has been eventful to say the least……I’m so glad to be out of that kennel! Since you never came back for me, I decided to stick around to see what this new place had to offer.

Sunday evening I had my first full night’s sleep in a comfy bed that I don’t have to share with any other dogs.

The next afternoon, dad was home, and we were playing. He said he and mommy worked only half a day all week so I wouldn’t be scared in my new place…..but just between you and me, I wasn’t scared one bit!
I got to help mommy again, by carrying some of her Tupperware up to the kitchen……her hands were full and I knew it would be worth some awesome brownie points.

That night dad said if I was going to stay, I had to get on a program. A WHAT? I don’t even know what a program is…….next thing I know my dad has me on a scale. I’m like…..who cares what kind of shape I’m in……ROUND is a shape! Dad told mom, “he weighs 65lbs”……like I couldn’t hear him, how embarrassing! From that point on I have been taking walks twice a day. I even tried running with mom, but I’m so fat it’s really more of a wobble. The good news is, I’ve already lost a pound…..so I won’t be pudgy for long!
Oh did I mention we had a Christmas the other day…..? I know, I know Christmas isn’t until December, but I got gifts galore the other day! Check me out with my first rawhide and rope toy. Mommy & Daddy love me, huh?

Lately I have been working on some basic obedience along with my fitness goals…..mainly its comprised of chasing sticks, but I do well at “Heel”, “Sit”, and am currently trying my paw at “Shake” & “Stay”.
Yesterday, I met Izzy, a hound dog/lab next door. You won’t believe it, she’s a rescue too! After our greeting she started barking, mommy says she does that a lot. We get along fine I guess, but I think she’s as annoying as my Humans said she was. I also got to meet Buster. He’s a Jack Russell….. I asked him to come over, but mommy says absolutely no dogs under the fence. Oh well, I still have a nice yard, huh?

Last night I had an accident……..Dad was disappointed in me, he says I’ve been doing so well all week. I suppose I wasn’t thinking about it, and it just slipped. So after being scolded and put outside, I played cute……I think it worked in my favor!

Nicole……you’re not gonna believe what happened today! I was invited to go on the yacht! Ok, ok…..so its not a yacht……but I’ve never been on a boat before. I told my dad, and he assured me I had nothing to worry about. We would have had an awesome time on the high seas…….I even practiced my Gilligan impression, but that darn boat had some trouble starting. Dad worked on it at the lake for a whole hour with no success…..he said it was the something switch, no… no, the transfer relay, no that’s not it either….oh yea, it’s the starter solenoid! I don’t even know what that is, but he says we’ll sail the high seas next weekend!

Anyway….I’ve barked in your ear enough……tell all the pups at INCREDIBULLS that all the neighbors say that I’m the best looking dog in the subdivision……..but we already knew that huh!

God Bless You.
Piglet 2nd “Chance” Pierce

Big Mac Adoption Update

A very touching update from Mac’s mom. We are so very happy that our boy has found his perfect match and home! Our hearts are full of joy for him.

Mac and Nikki

Mac & Nikki

I adopted Mac on November 4th, 2010, and my life has been an adventure every day since. Mac is a positive energy that brings joy, happiness, and cheer to everyone he meets. Mac’s very energetic greetings, mixed with the fastest largest tongue in the west, ensure that everyone he says“hello” to feels the love. Since Mac became part of my life we have been through a lot.  He kept me company while studying for my graduate classes, sat through me writing my thesis and graduating from my masters program.

Mom, are you done studying yet??

We just moved into our first house together. Des Moines is offering us a new house, new town, and new adventures! Mac is enjoying all of the window watching he gets to do now that he is on the ground level. He also loves the backyard he gets to romp around in.

Mac’s loving attitude and positive energy has changed my life for the better in so many ways. He reminds me to be a happy and joyful person. He also reminds me to let the small things go and focus on the positive and/or squeaky things in life. I could not have asked for a better four legged furry partner in crime

My favorite tidbit about Mac, is that when gets very excited he rolls on to his back and does what has now become known as the “reindeer”. He holds one arm straight up in the air and bends the other, and my brother and I both thought the first time we saw it, that it looked like the light up reindeer at Christmas time when they get tipped over.

Sleepy Baby

Why adoption…

Big Kiss

Many people ask me if I have had Mac since he was a puppy, I tell them sadly I was not blessed with knowing this loving boy since he was a baby, but I adopted him as a young adult. I work currently as a veterinary technician and spend a lot of time around dogs and cats. It makes me sad to realize how many people buy pets without the knowledge, financial support, or ability to take care of them. There are too many pets who need homes to justify me buying a puppy of any kind, when I know adoption is an option.

I have also been asked by many people why a bully breed? My response is simple, I love them. There big eyes, strong personalities, and smiles melt my heart. Yes, they occasionally need a little extra work in the sense of obedience training and working with their rare stubborn streaks. However, their undivided love and adoration is equal to none.

In working as a veterinary technician, I feel dogs pick their owners as much as owners pick their dogs. It is important to find the breed, type of personality, size, energy level that matches what an owner is looking for. If you want a bundle of energy, that loves you unconditionally, that loves to play and will keep you on your toes with adventures, then a bully breed is for you!

Mac & Nikki

Leonidas update

The Little Brown Puppy.

He arrived with two little hind stumps. He was a feisty little guy, squirmy, energetic, and his tail never stopped wagging. This little brown puppy was a survivor.

He was saved twice from an almost certain death.

In his first brush, two boys hung him over a fence as bait for another dog. The dog ripped off parts of his hind limbs: the majority of his left hind leg, then the foot of his right leg, leaving a mangled stump. Witnesses later grabbed the tiny brown puppy and took him to the shelter. Once there, they re-told the shocking story of what they witnessed, but pleaded to remain anonymous.

The shelter that should have been his safe haven and the beginning of his new life was actually his second brush with death. Because the shelter was in a city with breed specific legislation, it has a no-adopt policy on pit bull type dogs and euthanizes nearly all who come through its doors.

Had it not been for the efforts of some of the shelter staff, a local bully breed rescue, and the people who risked everything to save him from the men who so cruelly and intentionally tortured this tiny little dog, he would not have been long for this world.

He was only four weeks old. He weighed less than ten pounds.

While it took months to get his health into a manageable state, the little brown puppy quickly adapted to life with only two front feet. He braved every obstacle, cuddled and played with his new brothers and sisters-still, all the while, his tail never stopped wagging. His strength, courage and tenacity called for a strong name – “Leonidas.”

His namesake, King Leonidas of Sparta, stood against impossible odds at the battle of Thermopylae. Seriously outmanned by the Persians, King Leonidas and his soldiers sacrificed their lives to cover the retreat of the rest of the Greek army. His courage and resolution helped the Greeks to live and fight another day, and may have saved the very existence of a fledgling idea in the world at the time – democracy. This puppy certainly deserved a strong name from a strong man.

No one has ever been held accountable for what they did to Leo.

Read about Leo now: Leonidas