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Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Divinity Remembered

Contributed by a CP Volunteer

Divinity is remembered for her gentle nature…

It is hard to believe that it has been three months since Miss Divinity bid us all farewell.  Her Dad has been generously maintaining her Blog and doing what he can to help other Cairns in need, and for this we are all grateful.

…and for her achievements as a certified Therapy Dog

Divinity was always ready to help others - two or four-legged!

Today Dad’s post was especially touching.  Pet Partners honored Divinity with a special tribute, simple and well worth the read.  Divinity lived in a wire cage for nine years, but blossomed in her freedom, becoming a certified Therapy Dog and a gentle ray of hope to humans and other animals in need.

Read Divinity’s Blog Post about the Pet Partner’s Tribute:

Read Divinity’s Tribute in Interactions on Page 10:

Read about Divinity’s Farewell:

Read about Divinity’s 4th Gotcha Day:

Read about Divinity’s 2nd Gotcha Day:









Sunday, November 30, 2014

Trigger Celebrates 2 years in Forever!

Written by CP Trigger

CP Trigger enjoying two years Forever in Maine!
Howdy, flatlanders!  What’s that, Mom?...  Oh, ok…  Well, I guess you all might not qualify for that nickname.  I’ve been a Down Easter now for two full years, but I guess I still have some things to learn.

Anyway, you might call me a “Maniac” now, but I prefer “Down Easter” – even though some people think you have to be born here to get that title!  I don’t know where I was born, though, so I think I get a pass on this one.  See, Col. Potter rescued me way back in July, 2012, and sent me up to the wilds of Minnesota.  My skin and coat were in really bad shape, but after Foster Mom got my coat all ship-shape and healthy, Mom adopted me and flew me over to Maine.  It is just about the same kind of weather here, though Mom says the Atlantic Ocean gives us a little better range of temperature than at Foster Mom’s house.

Winter is still a great time to hunt…
…but Spring, Summer, and Fall are much better!

She might have a point because I do get more hunting time out here in the yard, even in the Winter.   Mom is always watching me, of course, so I don’t ever really get to catch anything, but it sure is fun to chase squirrels and chipmunks – and to dig big holes!  I also get to go to the beach sometimes!

I love to go to the beach with Mom!

Sometimes Mom lets me come to work with her, and I go to meetings and sit patiently in a chair, just like a real executive.  That’s OK, but what I really love is to go to dog camp once a week and play with all of my dog buddies!  Of course, I have my BFF Titan at home to cuddle up with, and that’s special too.

It’s nice to have a Special BFF, even if it’s a cat named Titan!

I am so happy that Col. Potter Volunteers were there to help me when I needed help.  Between Foster Mom and my very own Mom, I truly, truly know what it is like to be very well loved and cherished!


Read my Intake Story here:








Friday, November 28, 2014

The Natural!

Written by CP Reenie

At 9 years old, I'm the baby here!  Mac and Molly are 14!

Foster Mom, PK, I have such good news to tell you!!!

You are Not going to believe this!  Well, actually, maybe you will!

You know, I had that really long, long ride the other day and after we said goodbye and I went off with that nice man, Bill, then I finally met my new Mom.  She brought me home and I met Mac and Molly and Dandi and Allie and Gabby and Ashley and Bridgett and Riley and Grace, and Emma.  I might have forgotten someone, but that was a lot to learn!  Everyone was really excited to meet me and I was really happy to find out that they were all my brothers and sisters now.  Mac was my very special new brother, sticking with me like a guide, making sure I got to meet everyone and see all the fun stuff in the house.  I haven’t decided if I like the sofa or the pretty chair best, so I’m just using them both!  Mom got me a new Winter coat and a new bed and some new toys – it was like Christmas!

So, anyway, the next day Mom took me to the vet to get everything checked out and she found out that I am only nine pounds now!  Taking off a leg is a sort of extreme way to lose weight, and I don’t recommend it, but I have to say that I love the new, trimmer me and I am feeling better and better every day!

I really like this chair, but I Love Mom's lap much better!

Well, the next day Mom took me to the “spa” and got me all spiffed up, and then the next day she took me to “specialty” and emergency vets – really just to show me off, I think.  I mean, I didn’t get poked or prodded or anything, but everyone fussed over me and made me feel very special!

But then something special happened! 

Three little children came out of one of the exam rooms and they were all crying and sad.  They saw me and came over and said their dog had just died, so Mom said if they wanted to sit down, I could visit with them for a while – and that’s what I did!  They sat on the chairs and I jumped right up into their laps and let them all pet me while Mom told them the story of my past and how I lost my leg.  It was very interesting because the Mom and Dad of these three kids were both deaf so Mom had to make signs with her hands.  Mom and I spent about a half hour visiting with this family and by the time they decided they needed to go home, the children were not crying anymore and their Mom and Dad did not have that worried look on their faces.

Mom was very proud of me and told me I was “a natural!”  I guess I’m not 100% sure I know what that means, but I loved being the center of attention, and, even more than that, I really loved that I made everyone feel better - and it took no effort at all!  If that’s what Mom meant, then I agree!

I’m a Natural!

Thank you to the wonderful Volunteers of Col. Potter for rescuing me and giving me the opportunity to spread my wings and discover how easy it is to help others.  Thank you Foster Mom for helping me recover and for believing in me!  You did good!

Reenie enjoying her 1st visit to the Lap Factory!

P.S.  I think I found the Lap Factory!  Mom took me to a new place called "Assisted Living" something or other and you would not believe how many laps I found there!  Woohoo!


 




Monday, November 24, 2014

Kody Celebrates His 1st Gotcha Year!

Written by Kody fka CP IC

Kody fka CP IC, enjoying his 1st Gotcha Year!!
Hi there, it's me again, Kody!  Remember me?  When I was rescued by Col. Potter my name was “IC” and I was just a cute little puppy!  Mom and Dad officially adopted me the first week of December last year, but Mom told me my first truly significant “Gotcha Day” was November 8th.  She and Dad say that’s my special day since they went and picked me up that day!  At first I was a CP Foster, but Mom and Dad knew right away that I was already home! 

I know at times I can be a handful for Mom and Dad, but they’re OK with that!  Mom says I am a chewer… Guilty!  There is lots of evidence from my younger days to remind her, but well… I am still a puppy!  I am a highly skilled toy destroyer too, so Mom finally gave up on trying to find something I can't destroy.  Hehehehehe!

Dad and I love to play with the Teaser Pole!

Mom and Dad are pretty good at adapting, I have to say, so that’s what we all did. Now I get to play with something called a “teaser pole” that I think Dad invented.  Attached to this pole is a neat squeaker toy – without stuffing - and since my toy is tethered by a line, I can't take off and hide somewhere while I destroy it.   At first I thought “What?” but Dad knows how to make it so much fun for me to chase after it - and I usually do catch it!  I don’t mind now that it’s attached!  It’s much more fun to play with Dad!

Mom and Dad get a good laugh out of me zooming too!  They can't believe that after playing so hard with my teaser pole I have the energy to zoom around like a mad man!  I fly around the yard like a bullet, zoom through my pet door, fly around the living room, and back outside for more zooming!  I even have energy to zoom around and go flying through my hula hoop - which I really Love to do!

Look!  I can Fly!!

With all this fun, you might find it hard to believe that Mom has rules for me!   Rules!  I have to “Sit/Wait” to get out of my crate, to have my meals put down, and to go through doorways.  I am only allowed in the recliner when Mom or Dad are already sitting in it, but even then I have to wait for permission to jump up.  I try hard to respond to the “Hush” command, but you know how that can go sometimes…  Oh!  Then there is the “Leave it” command, and the famous “Off” command.  Good thing I’m smart enough to learn all these rules!

Mom thinks I would be a great dancer – at least that’s what she says!  I like to walk on two legs - and I have very good balance if I say so myself!  I love to try to jump up for attention, but Mom and Dad tell me I only get scratches with “four on the floor”. 

I have heard Mom and Dad say that compared to how I was when I first came to live with them, I am much better.  Well, of course!  Geesh!  Like I said, I was a cute little puppy!  They have high hopes, though, and think that by the time I’m five or so - hopefully - I will be mature!  Ha!!   I’m not so sure about it…

Wasn’t I a Cute little Puppy?

So, what do you think about how much I have grown?  Look at all that hair!!!  Good thing Mom is a professional groomer!  I usually get bathed, brushed and combed out every week because Mom likes me fuzzy - like a powder puff.  I have lots more hair than a Cairn so Mom and Dad are sure I have some other DNA mixed in there, but my personality is all Cairn all day long, and I’m really thankful that I got a chance to be rescued by the great Volunteers at Col. Potter Cairn Rescue Network.

Thank you for helping me celebrate my First Gotcha Year with my Forever Mom and Dad!!!

Read my First Christmas Story:

Read my First Post Adoption post:

Read my Intake story:








Saturday, October 18, 2014

Berman Believes in Forever Love!

Written by CP Berman

CP Berman, now Blissful in Forever!


They’re in Love!!!  They are so “crazy” about me (whatever that really means…) and they really seem to be enjoying spending time with me!

Ha!  I bet my Foster Mom is gonna’ be surprised to hear this!  She was like all, “Berman!!!  That’s enough!!!” and that sort of thing, but I have made excellent progress!

I've pretty well figured out that this is my permanent home – Forever! - and it makes a difference, knowing that Mom and Dad will always take care of me.  I mean, it was confusing at first because, almost right away, they up and took me off to some strange place they called “Florida” and I was sure they were going to dump me off somewhere – but they didn’t!  They kept me right with them and then brought me back home – and now I am one contented little camper.

Don’t believe me?  Well, just watch my little movie!  You can’t get much more contented that that!  Mom and Dad love to watch me when I am totally relaxed.  They say I am “a hoot to watch” which I think means I make them laugh! 



Making your Mom & Dad laugh is a great thing to do, and it’s really very simple:  I just roll on my back with a toy bone or ball in my mouth, kick my hind legs out, take the toy out of my mouth with both paws and drop it back in my mouth again – They think it's hysterical!  Unfortunately, I killed the squeaker on the bone in the film, but when I have one with a squeaker, I really get going!  It's so cute to watch Mom and Dad giggle!

Foster Mom’s description of me on the Col. Potter website said I had “the potential for being an awesome dog” and I have to admit, she got that absolutely right!  All it took was an Awesome Mom & Dad!

Oh!!  I think I must be in Love too!

Thank you Foster Mom and Col. Potter!


Read my Intake Story Here:
 




Tuesday, October 7, 2014

A Dandelion in October!

Written by CP Dandi

Mom is always watching me!

Have you ever had Dandelions in October? 

Well, I know my name is Dandi, but Mom calls me “Dandelion” so she has a dandelion every month of the year!  Some people do all kinds of things to get rid of dandelions, but my Mom does just the opposite!  Works for me!

You may remember that I came here with a big problem.  My heart wasn’t put together right at the factory so…  What Mom?...  Oh, I was born with a “congenital heart defect” Mom says.  She called it “Tetrology of Fallot” and it is pretty bad.  However it happened, my heart is not hooked up right, and that means I don’t get the right amount of blood flow, and that means I don’t get enough oxygen to really live.


I like to supervise Gabby, Allie, and our friend Luca in the pool

Well, I am living pretty well, though, right Mom?  Mom is always here, or some other nice person is here, all the time, just to make sure I don’t get into trouble with this oxygen stuff.   They always have an extra supply of oxygen that I can have whenever I need it.  I also take special medicine to help keep things working right.

Sometimes I get to visit with sick children, but not too much.  I like this special little girl who calls me her “Furry White Angel” and I make her smile, even though she has problems with her heart too.


See!  I'm in charge of the play room!

When I go to the hospital with Mom, which I really like to do, I spend most of the time in the special play room.  All of my brothers and sisters and friends come there too, and we have a great time!  Sometimes Allie and Gabby, Ashley, or one of the other Therapy Dogs go off for thirty minutes to visit patients, but then they come back and play with me.

Now, the other dogs only come to the hospital two days a week for only half a day.  It’s really only four hours, so I think that isn’t really a half a day, but Mom calls it “half a work day” so I guess she knows what she’s talking about.  The point is, I get to come every day, and this means something very important: I get to control the room, and what fun that is!  I have all of my own favorite toys, but I also get to steal my friends’ toys, and that’s the best!  I love being in charge!


We have a nice patio at home...

...and a nice big yard - with lots of toys!

We have a lot of fun finding things in the grass...

...and we like to team up to keep the squirrels up the tree!

Of course, at home, I like to run things there too!  We have a beautiful yard and lots of fun toys, and critters to hunt and chase!  That takes teamwork, so I am glad to have the help.  I guess I don’t always have to be the boss!

My big sister Ashley has a heart problem too, but her problem is different.  Mom explained it to me, but I still don’t really get it.  The important thing is that I look at Ashley as a good role model, and she gives me lots of encouragement.  We both might have what Mom calls “uncertain futures” but we are here right now, living every day to the fullest, one day at a time.  I’m OK with that, you know, because each day we know we are loved more than I bet you can imagine!


I get lots of encouragement every day!

Thank you Col. Potter for rescuing us and helping us find the very best Mom!  What’s that, Mom?...  Oh…  Mom says I should thank Col. Potter for my Freedom...  Well, I’m the boss right now, so I’m sticking with my own ideas!

Thanks for finding me the very Best Mom!

Read my Intake story:

Read Ashley’s Intake Story (CP Highway):




Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Today is our “Triple Gotcha Day!"


Written by Mom
 
Bea, Neha, and Zander Celebrate their Triple Gotcha Day!


We adopted Bea and Neha together on 9/24/2008 after they bonded in foster care.  Bea was an owner surrender and her family could no longer afford to take care of her and Neha belonged to an elderly woman who died.  They were fostered in Virginia.  Neha was grief stricken for several months, barely lifting her head to eat and not interested in much around her.  Bea changed that and when she came, Neha got back her vitality.  Neha chased the soccer ball around her foster mom's yard and Bea bounced into her and played with her and her foster brother.  Six years later, Bea is 14 1/2 and blind and Neha is 12 1/2 and they are still fast friends.  Bea still manages to find Neha to bump into and play with.


Zander found his way to us as our first foster on 5/4/2009, I saw his picture on the CRM page and actually asked to foster him by name.  We were told he was a puppy mill rescue and estimated to be 7-10 years old.  He was in such bad condition that he barely survived his transport to us.  He weighed under 11 pounds and had a severe cough when he arrived.  Our housecalls vet put him on medications and he was diagnosed hypothyroid with chronic yeast issues.  He suffered from fear aggression, resource guarding, and fear biting.  He had a failed 19 day adoption and we took him back and decided to adopt him.  We saw a behaviorist and worked on his issues.  He still needs a muzzle at the groomer and the vet, and lacks bite inhibition, but we are one and a half years out from the last bite.  We dated his paperwork 9/24/2009 so they could share their gotcha day.  At the time we were sure that we would wake up one day and he wouldn't.  He has really beat the odds and our vet re-aged him and she thinks is close to 10 years old now.  They are wonderful additions to our 'furmily'.



Read About our 1st Triple Gotcha Day!



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!