Sunday, September 14, 2014

Fife Strikes up the Forever Band!

Written by his New Mom

Fife and New Mom

Fife is home and everyone is doing fine!  He is chasing my Miniature Schnauzer around the coffee table and they are both loving it!

Thank you so much Col. Potter for bringing him into my life.  He is an absolute doll and my Forever Best Friend already!

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Miss Divinity Bids Farewell...

Sweet Miss Divinity, 12/1/1999 - 09/10/2014

We have been much blessed to be able to follow the wonderful exploits of Miss Divinity and her Dad for several years, but she has now folded her tent and begun her final journey, and we must, sadly, let her go.

Divinity loved to go camping with her Dad!

Divinity spent her first nine years in a breeding facility, so the Freedom to play with toys or roll in the grass came very late in life.  Divinity and her Dad kept a truly lovely Blog with many stories and photos that we can still enjoy, as the lessons she teaches are timeless:  There is no age limit on Love and there is no limitation to what a determined little Cairn can do with the Love and support of a caring human being who can look at a “worn-out” working girl and imagine only great adventures in her future!

Safe Journey, Miss Divinity, and God Bless You, Divinity’s Dad...

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

CP Kessler has No Komplaints!

Written by CP Kessler nka Kepler

Look at me!  I got a New Mom!!!

You know, it seems like just the other day when those people over at Animal Services rescued me from that awful situation, out in the freezing cold, but then said I was “unadoptable” because I had so many things wrong with me.  I remember looking up at the pity in their eyes, thinking that I was about to have a rendezvous with my maker…

But look at me now!!!!!

That passionate Intake Coordinator over at Col. Potter just wouldn’t give up on me!  Col. Potter to the Rescue!  Nine years old?  No problem!  Sick?  Very sick?  No problem!  Intact?  No problem!  To be fair, they didn’t ask me on that one, but that’s fine.  A sacrifice I was willing to make!

So Col. Potter Rescued me, for real this time, and then my Foster Mom and Dad did an unbelievable job, following the doctors’ orders and getting me healed and healthy again.  I even got my hair back!

Then these really great people - really, really nice! - decided they wanted a mature dog, just like me, to keep Darwin company, and what a great deal that turned out to be!  Darwin, as far as I knew, was a stuffy old scientist of some kind.  I was a little worried because I even think he might not be actually living anymore, so I wasn’t sure what kind of company I was supposed to be keeping, but it turned out that Darwin is a dog!  Another Cairn just like me!  He is great to keep company with!  He will clean out my bowl, even, if I don’t feel like finishing every bite, and he is very good company at the groomers where Mom took us to get cleaned up.

I know this looks bad, but it’s just my new brother Darwin and me waiting for our bath – no problem!
See!  Darwin will clean up my bowl for me - what a guy!

And I have a new name!  Mom and Dad decided they needed another scientist in the house, so they named me “Kepler” after the astronomer, Johannes Kepler.  Now, in all fairness, Darwin and I did keep our eyes on the Super Moon this week, but I don’t think we are going to get carried away with scientific activities.  After all, Darwin and I find keeping our focus on our family and our bright future is more than satisfactory, especially since that’s all about the science of Love!

Thanks to everyone at Col. Potter who put the “R” in Rescue!

Read my Intake Story Here:

Friday, August 1, 2014

Caruso Celebrates his 2nd Gotcha Day!

Contributed by CP Caruso

CP Caruso is a Happy 4 year old Boy!

Hey!!!  Caruso here!  Can you believe a whole year has gone by since I talked to you guys?  Well, it’s true – and do you know what that means?  Today is my 2nd Gotcha Day!!!  Yay!!!

My Mom and Dad are so Great, they celebrate two special days just for me!  Mom says that because I was rescued by Col. Potter on June 8th, and because nobody knew exactly when my birthday was, she and Dad decided to designate my rescue date as my birthday – so we celebrate on June 8th!  Then, they adopted me officially on August 1st, so that’s my “Gotcha Day!”  Two celebrations and two for-sure sets of new balls!!!

Caruso loves to hang out with big sister, Cindel…
…and he and Wicket have shared lots more brotherly love too!

And there is Lots to celebrate!  Mom says that I am doing much better on walks!  I knew that because I have heard different people giving me compliments!  Last week, for example, I was walking with Wicket and Mom didn't see the big dog coming since he was hidden by some shrubs.  All of a sudden, out pops this girl and her big dog, but Wicket and I didn't bark or anything!  Mom was so impressed!  Wicket doesn't like certain dogs and I have always had issues with most big dogs, so she couldn't believe how good we were - and she didn't have any treats in her pocket!  I think it’s that “maturity” she talked to me about last year, don’t you think?

Actually, I’m not so sure she should have been surprised.  After all, when she took me to my Big Birthday Party in June, I was very well behaved!  She kept calling the party “CRAP” - which I really didn’t understand, but I figured it was some kind of code about my 4th birthday!   Anyway, I think the “maturity” thing started sticking to me then – ‘cause when you’re four, you got bigger responsibilities!

Caruso celebrated his Fourth Birthday at CRAP!

For example, I take full responsibility to get myself into my crate on my own now, and I don’t even wait for Mom to have a treat in her hand first.  This is a big deal, Mom says, because it means I trust her more, and that makes her very happy!  All she has to do is point to my crate now and I go right in!  Even if she walks away for a bit, I will still be sitting there in my crate when she comes back – and she always comes back with a treat!

Waiting for Mom to come home is very mature work!

Yes, I am growing up!  Even my Grandma and Grandpa say the same thing!  Of course, Grandma gets to observe my “maturity” quite a lot because I like to follow her around when I’m over at their house – which makes me a Grandma's Boy as well as a Mama's Boy!

Shhhhh… I’m hiding…

Don’t worry!  I’ll never let “maturity” take all of me!  I still love to play ball, any time, any place, and that is very, very good!  In the morning, Mom plays fetch with me for a while, and then I snuggle into my special "hidey spot" at the end of the bed when she is getting ready to go to work – just like I did when I was just a two-year old baby!

Some things shouldn’t ever be changed by “maturity”!

Thanks again to everyone in Col. Potter who worked so hard to save me and set me up for the Best two years of my life - so far! 

Check out my video where I am very mature, playing ball with a little baby!

Check out my video where I am playing ball with Wicket!

Check out my Third Year Blog Post:

Thursday, July 31, 2014

Muffy in Memoriam

Written by her Mom

Muffy at 15 years old

Muffy was a member of our family for seventeen years.  She was only half Cairn, and while she didn’t look like a Cairn, her personality was all Cairn.  She was our only child for six years and went everywhere with us.

Muffy loved to grab Dad’s recliner!

Muffy was a wild child when she was young, and she would race through the house like she was crazy, or zoom perfect crazy eights in the yard till her tongue was hanging out.  She had a strong prey drive and once, when she cornered a chipmunk behind something in the yard, she would not give up.  After several hours I had to pick her up and bring her in the house to rest.  Muffy could also be stubborn which I loved about her too.

Muffy didn't look Cairn...

When Muffy was an only child, she knew when bedtime was and she would head to bed right before us to pick her spot on the bed - which was usually with her head laying on one of our pillows!  When we came to bed, she would relent and give us our spot, but she had to lay right between us.  If she thought you were taking up too much room she would kick us to move over:)

...but she acted pure Cairn!
Muffy was super smart.  It only took her once or twice to catch on to any training I did with her.  She knew all her toys by name and always knew where each one was if you asked her to get a certain toy.  She would trick Dad by asking to go out and as soon as he got to the door, she would run and steal his recliner!  I swear she was actually laughing at him:)  Once when my girlfriend was over with her epileptic daughter, Muffy alerted us right before the daughter had a seizure. 

Muffy brought Mom & Dad to Col. Potter, thus helping many Cairns in need.

Muffy is the reason we became involved with Col. Potter.  She was our gentle, dignified, alpha girl, and was a wonderful mentor to all of our Fosters.  She loved all people and most other dogs, as long as they had manners:)
Muffy was one of those once-in-a-lifetime kind of dogs.  We have so many wonderful memories with her, and we miss her terribly.

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.

In Memoriam A.H.H. by Alfred, Lord Tennyson, excerpted from Canto 27.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Buddy fka Sainted Riley has a New Sister!

Written by his Proud Foster Mom

Buddy fka CP Sainted Riley and his New Sister, Lena!

Our first Foster boy, Sainted Riley (now Buddy) was adopted almost 5 yrs. ago by a wonderful guy in Ohio.  He got married 2 years ago and, in early July, they had a new baby girl, Lena.

Adam wrote to me a few months ago and asked if I had any suggestions as to how to prepare Buddy and Mia (he also adopted his Foster girl) for Lena's arrival.

I told him to buy a large baby doll and to wrap it up in a blanket and carry it around, rock it at night, and put it in the swing and crib various times during the day/evening.  I told him to let the Cairns sniff and lay next to the pretend baby, but to teach them not to step on the baby or to yank or pull the blanket.

I also told him to bring home a receiving blanket from the hospital that Lena had been swaddled in - and the messier the blanket the better!

He did all of those things, and they are doing great - especially Buddy!  They are always with them, as in right next to them at all times, but Adam and his wife are extremely please with the canine/baby bonding process.

Pam E.
Proud Foster Mom
Normal, IL

Read Sainted Riley’s Intake Story:

See Sainted Riley’s First Update and Video:

Friday, July 4, 2014

Teddy Rocks in the Cradle of Forever Love!

Written by Teddy fka CP Sir. Albert

Teddy fka CP Sir. Albert making himself right at home!

Hi there, Col. Potter Family!  Teddy here!  You probably remember me as CP Sir. Albert, but my Mom and Dad adopted me last October and decided to call me Teddy, I think because I’m so cute like a little Teddy Bear!  I also think my Mom and Dad were a little confused when they adopted me because I’m not really sure if they realize that I’m actually a dog, not their baby?  Not that I’m complaining!  It works out just fine for me!

What a sweet baby!

Mom and Dad adopted me when I was about 6 years old, and I came to them with some bad allergies.  After lots and lots of doctor visits, my Mom and Dad think they are getting me on the right track, and I do feel much better now!  I love my Mom and Dad so much for taking such good care of me, and I show my appreciation by taking my pills with no problems.

Mom and Teddy bundled up to brave the cold Mid-west Winter.

The only thing I think Col. Potter really messed up was that they sent me to a very cold place!  I’m not sure where it is, and I don’t understand why my Mom and Dad would agree to live here, but, boy, did it get cold here!  I had to wear a jacket and booties all Winter when we went outside!  Being the stubborn little Cairn that I am, I showed my disdain for the cold weather by conveniently un-learning all my good potty behaviors.  Yes indeed!  I fixed it so I didn’t have any reason to go out in the cold anymore!

Of course, Mom got wise to what I was doing and started re-training me to go potty outside so I wouldn’t have any excuse.  Actually, it worked in my favor as I got lots and lots of carrots to reward my great behavior.  I did get a little cocky, though, and started to pretend to pee and poo outside just to get carrots.  Worked pretty good at first, but Mom caught on pretty quick and that idea went out the window!  Oh well!

Dad's pillow is just Perfect!

To be honest, however, I’ve been living a pretty good life with Mom and Dad, so I have no complaints.  When I first moved in, Dad had something called “rules” for me and, for example, I wasn’t “allowed” on the couch or in bed.  He-he-he-he!  That didn’t last very long!  Man, do I love to sleep with my Mom and Dad!  When Mommy tells me it’s bed time, I know just what to do: Jump into bed and go straight to Daddy’s spot!  I don’t usually get to stay there too long, but I sure enjoy it while it lasts!

Teddy loves day-care!

Since my parents can’t spend all day every day with me, like I wish they could, they send me to doggy day care at least once a week.  I LOVE day-care!!  As soon as Mommy asks me if I want to go to day-care, I go bonkers!  I can’t help it though!  They have slides, and pools, and people to pet and love on me all day!  Don’t tell my doggy friends, but the ladies at day-care tell me I’m their favorite!  One day when it was rainy at day-care, the vet staff took me into the offices and put me in the break room so they could just play with me - while the other dogs had to play in the kennels all day.  Yup!  Spoiled at home and at day-care!

Teddy just double checking his Dad’s work!

My Mom and Dad must have been pretty bored before they adopted me.  Since I’ve been here, all they ever want to do is hang out with me!!  Whether it’s watching TV, going for walks, or going home to visit family, they want me with them all the time!  I can’t imagine what Mom and Dad did before I arrived, but I’m ok with it.  Being their baby isn’t too bad of a job for a mature little man like me!  Well, maybe “mature” is stretching it a bit!

Yes, all things considered, I’m doing pretty darn good here at my new digs!  Mom and Dad are great – although they could be a little less stingy with the treats!  I’ll give them a little more time and I’m sure they’ll figure it out!

Check out my 1st Post Adoption Post:

Check out my Modeling Job (with Mom) for a CP Blog Training Post:

Read my Intake Story here:

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Blackberry is Berry Happy in Forever!

Written by Berry fka CP Blackberry

CP Blackberry nka Berry has his own floatie…

Well, Hello Col. Potter Friends!  It’s been a couple years now since my Foster Dad told me I had found a Forever Home.  You might remember me as CP Blackberry, the Cairn who ate the cell phone, but now I am just Berry, and I just have to say that I am Berry, Berry Happy! 

…or he can hitch a ride with Mom!

My new Mom and Dad fit me right into their family, and I love everyone, especially my older brother, Alex.   It’s summer here in Virginia and that means that Alex and I get to play in the pool!  I have my own “floatie” that I love, and I also love to fetch my ball in the pool!  I am an excellent swimmer, and I know how to get in and out of the pool – all by myself! 

Berry loves big brother Alex, also a rescued family member.
Berry and Alex consider jumping in after the ball.
Berry loves to ride in the boat!

I also love cruising on our family boat!  I love being part of a family that includes me on so many adventures, big and small.  I guess that’s what Love is all about!  Thank you Col. Potter, and Foster Dad, and everyone else for everything you did to bring so much Love into my life!

Berry likes to keep his eye on the ball!

Read my Intake Story here:

Read my 1st Post Adoption Report here:

Who knew that getting in a CP basket could lead to such adventures?!!