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Friday, May 30, 2014

Conor Takes the Cake!!!

Written by Conor fka CP Hubble

Conor fka CP Hubble has a new Favorite toy!

Well, Hello There!  Conor here, though you probably remember me as CP Hubble – yes the one who hopped over the fence in the deep snow (That was fun! He-he-he-he!) and made my Foster Mom think I got “lost” for a bit.   I knew where I was, so I wasn’t really lost - I just wanted to see what it would be like, living in a different home, that’s all.  Well, I can tell you now: there’s no more fence hopping in my future!  I’ve found the most Perfect Forever Home and the most Wonderful Forever Dad so I’m putting down roots right here!

Conor has had a smile on his face…
…since he first looked into Dad’s eyes!

My Dad and I live near a college campus and we love to go there for walks and to meet all kinds of people - and get fussed over by all the college kids!  I also made friends with the security officers at the college.  They usually come out of their office when they see us walking on their monitors, but if they don’t show up, I go to their office door to see where they are.

Conor and Dad give Day Care a try…
…and it turns out to be Fun!


Dad took me to try out a place called “DayCare” so I could meet and play with some new dog friends.  It was lots of fun!!! We had a game of “Bobbing for Hotdogs”, and we had a birthday party for one of the dogs, and I made good friends with a Beagle!  I made friends pretty easily with other dogs, but they kept reminding me to “curb my excitement” - whatever that means!  Dad liked looking at the pictures they took while I was there, and he said we can go back again every week!  I hope my Beagle friend comes back too!

Dad was very impressed when I showed him my super prey drive and Spiderman skills.  I literally climbed up the bark of an oak tree in pursuit of a squirrel!  Dad had me on the leash so I didn’t get very far, but far enough to show Dad my true Cairnacity!  He had never had a Cairn climb a tree before, so I was glad to give him a good demonstration!

Those Canadian Geese are another story, however. I kept watching them carefully while they were grazing on the athletic fields, and I decided they were making too much of a mess.  The next time there was a large group of geese, I took action!  I used my deep bark and stood on my hind legs and barked at them.  That did the trick!  The geese took off and I felt so full of power!  Of course, when they flew above us, they let loose a fleet-load of goose-poop and I was completely astonished!  I never saw anything like it, falling out of the sky!  Thankfully, none of it hit me, but my Dad wasn’t quite so lucky…  Well, now I start looking for those nasty geese when we walk throughout the campus, and if they are flying above, I stand on my hind legs and give them a piece of my mind!  Dad wears a hat now, just in case…

Conor “flocks” Dad for a Birthday Surprise (note the hat!!)

On Dad’s birthday, I had him "flocked" at 6:30 A.M. when we went out for our walk – Surprise!!  I was pretty sure being greeted by 20 plastic flamingos was better than those old geese!  I even went crazy barking at them, and they did not make a mess.  It was a good surprise – better than cake!

My Dad says that I have a “wonderful personality” and that my behavior is great.  I think he likes that I’m so affectionate and love to sit on his lap while he’s reading or working on the computer.  I’m also very willing to go in my crate and have a little quiet time when Dad is busy.

Of course, Dad isn’t always on the ball…  One morning he had placed his bagel on the kitchen counter when the phone rang and he had to go in a different room to find the portable phone.  When he got back, the bagel was mysteriously gone.  He looked to see if he had put it into the toaster, but it was no where to be found.  Well, later that night, while Dad and I were sitting in the TV room, he noticed that I would disappear for a while and then come back with crumbs around my mouth…  Well, a thorough search revealed pieces of bagel tucked between couch pillows, under Dad’s bed pillow, in the back of my crate, and a few other strategic locations…  For some reason, Dad doesn’t leave food on the kitchen counter anymore when I’m around!

Dad hosted a big gathering over Easter with family and friends, and he worried about me being a bit overwhelmed, but it all worked out!  I went from person to person and jumped to give them kisses, and once I jumped into one person’s lap and sat with him for awhile.  I showed Dad that I was really a good boy!  There was that one time when I really wanted to take the stuffed bunny from that three year old, but I traded it pretty quickly for some new toys of my own.  Even when the three year old kept trying to pick me up (and then drop me!), I was very good and just figured out how to avoid her.  After everyone left, we were happy to get back into our routine!  We took our walk then I just jumped up on Dad’s lap and we both fell asleep in the recliner - A perfect way to end the day!

Thank you to all of the great Volunteers at Col. Potter who gave me a chance to be Happy Forever with the Greatest Dad in the World!


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Sunday, May 25, 2014

Darby Wins the Roses!!

Written by Darby fka CP Gentry

Darby fka CP Gentry has been Home for Two Years!

Hello to all my Col. Potter friends!  Darby here, fka CP Gentry, celebrating my 2nd Gotcha Day!  Actually, it was really on May 5th, which happened to be Kentucky Derby Day two years ago (and how I got my new name!), so I’m stretching out the celebration this year, hoping we’ll have another Triple Crown Winner to make my day even more special! 

My Mom and Dad are very special!   They didn’t worry because I was an older Cairn (about 8-1/2 years old back then).  They decided I would be just perfect because they both worked and felt they couldn't devote the right amount of time to a puppy.  In addition, Chia, the dog they already had, was an older rescue, about the same age as me!

Darby and sister Chia relaxing on the verandah

Chia is a 10lb. Border Terrier mix, and she thinks that she rules the roost.  Well, I don’t mind so much, letting her think that.  I sort of fell in love with her as soon as we met, and I’m fine deferring graciously to Her Majesty in all things.  Chia has a “mysterious and checkered past” Mom says, which results in occasional anxiety issues, but I have no anxiety about anything, so I’m a good influence.  Mom says that my gentle and happy attitude have actually calmed Chia down and made her much happier and relaxed over the past two years.  I think that makes me the true Alpha, but we’ll keep that little secret between us, OK?

Darby’s coat is healthy and all grown out!

When I first arrived, I had a terrible skin condition, with lesions and hair loss.  My Foster Mom, Monika, had worked wonders with me to get me on the road to healing, and my new Mom and Dad took over from there.  After a couple of rounds of antibiotics, a major food change, and regular grooming, my skin healed completely after a few months, and now my coat is thick and gleaming!  My vet can't believe I’m even the same dog she saw when Mom and Dad brought me in two years ago!

Mom thinks that I’m the sweetest, most well behaved little boy in the whole world, and she finds it hard to believe someone would ever give me up.  She is very grateful, however, that they did the right thing by calling Col. Potter so I could find my way to my new Forever Home!

Darby and Chia cuddle with Mom on the verandah

I cuddle right up and snuggle all the time, and give many, many kisses to Mom and Dad.  I even occasionally let them discover a trick I’d learned in my “former life” - when someone cared about me and worked with me – before I got frightened of them picking me up.  I don’t know how to explain what happened to scare me so bad, but Mom and Dad have really taught me that I can trust them completely, so I’m a little hesitant now, but I’m not frightened by them picking me up.  My first major breakthrough was only after about three months, when I rolled over to ask them for a belly rub.  It made them smile so much, I know it made them happy!

Darby and Chia take Dad for a walk

Mom says that I am so well trained that she has taken to calling me "Mr. Regular" just because I give her a soft little "errr" almost every morning - at the same time - to let her know I want to go out!  I’m also so obedient, I even dropped a rabbit I caught once when Mom sternly told me to do so – which was a real shock to her! She says she has never had a Cairn do THAT before!  The rabbit even survived, by the way...

Darby and Chia doing some yard work…

Chia and I have our own wonderful huge fenced yard with trees and bushes galore, and we get to chase off those pesky birds and squirrels daily, and we keep the neighborhood cats on alert.  Apart from snoozing on the verandah with Mom and Dad and Chia, my favorite spot is to camp out by the front gate.  This is where I get to "protect the yard" from those people and dogs without Terrier passes who dare to walk by.  I am an excellent watch dog!  Mom and Dad even installed full length glass doors in the bedroom and dining room so I can keep an eye on things while I’m in the house.

Darby has his doubts about the big water...

I’m a terrific traveler too, and I settle down right away to snooze during our long trips to northern Wisconsin.  We have a cabin on the Wisconsin River - and lots more squirrels!  I don't like that "big water" thing, however, and I would rather that Mom would stop going swimming in it!

Mom and Dad say they can't imagine life without me – and I feel the same way about them!  Adopting an older dog was perfect for them, and I fit in like I’ve been here my whole life.  Even though I’m now 10-1/2 years old, I am very healthy and I know we will be a happy family for many years to come.  Mom says I should urge everyone not to ignore the many benefits of adopting an older Cairn!

Darby and Chia waiting for cookies

Thank you Col. Potter - all of the great Volunteers - for making this and many other happy stories possible!

Now, Go California Chrome!








Saturday, May 10, 2014

CP Curly Finds Magic in Forever!!!

Written by Merlin fka CP Curly

Merlin fka CP Curly with his Mystic Krewe of Salty Barkers Pirate bandanna


Ahoy there!  Oh-oh!  I meant “Hello there!”  Wearing this fancy bandana from the Pirates of the Carrabellean, I guess I got carried away!  Dad took me to this great Riverfront Festival and let me help at the Gulf Specimen Display table.  What is a “Gulf Specimen Display” you ask?  Well, I’m really not sure - but it was really lots of fun to help out there – and I even won the “Best Beard” in the pet contest!


My Dad is a great companion!

Of course, I’m not sure what this “pet” business is all about.  I mean, a pet is like a goldfish or something – and I’m no goldfish!  I’m my Dad’s son!  He told me so!  Forever and ever!  You see, I used to live in a house with a lot of other dogs.  Eight years I lived like that!  I might have been a pet then, I’m not really sure.  But then I got “rescued” by a very nice lady and suddenly it was me and her and only two other dogs.  She called me “Curly” and told me she was my Foster Mom, and Ella and Gigi were my Foster sisters.  Ella was very nice to hang out with, but Gigi just wanted to hang out with Foster Mom.  That was OK because I really liked Ella!

My new sister, Ellie, thinks I’m a great companion too!

Every day, Foster Mom helped me feel more “special” than I ever had, and then, one day, Foster Mom said I was “adopted” – which made me nervous – but we went for a little ride in the car and met my Dad!  I really liked him a Lot, and then when we got Home, there was Ellie waiting for me!  Like magic!   It was like someone waived a magic wand and traded my Foster Mom and Ella for a Dad and Ellie!  Neat trick!

Flowers!  I thought Dad said “lay”…  Hmmmmm…

Of course, Dad didn’t take long to come up with a new name for me.  I did a very nice job taking the toys and hiding them, you know, under cushions, or chairs, that sort of thing.  Just keeping everything safe!  Well, Dad looked down at me one morning, sitting innocently by Ellie’s toy box – I meant, by Ellie’s empty toy box – and he said to me, “Son, you are like a magician, making all of your sister’s toys disappear all the time…  I guess you must be a Merlin!”  So, like magic, I became “Merlin” just like that!

Dad and I drove a long way for a dog obedience class, but it turned out that we were the only ones who showed up.  The trainer was very nice but she said we would benefit more from a group class, so we have to try going back some other time - and hopefully more people and dogs will show up!  Training is so important, I have discovered!  Every dog should have some!

What’s that, Ellie?...  Oh...
Surf’s up!

I love my Dad and Ellie, and Dad is very happy with me and especially likes that I am such an affectionate Cairn - with a great personality, if I do say so myself!  Thank you Foster Mom and all the Volunteers at Col. Potter for changing my life when things looked pretty hopeless, and I want to especially thank my Dad for adopting me when other people might have thought I was too old, and for putting so much Magic into my life – Forever!


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Sunday, May 4, 2014

Valencia Gets Lucky!!!

Written by Jaxi Sue fka CP Valencia

CP Valencia nka Jaxi Sue, a truly Lucky little girl!


Hello there! Jaxi Sue here, though you might remember me as Col. Potter’s Valencia.  Life is good for me now, with a great new Mom and Dad, and a charming big brother, and it’s all thanks to a lot of wonderful people!

See, I came into the vet clinic where my Mom works as a receptionist.  I didn’t know it at the time, but she had only been there for a month when I arrived.  Timing is everything, right?

Well, anyway, some other nice people had found me, lost and alone, wandering around in the streets, and I was very dirty and stinky.  They were so nice, and they took me into their home and gave me a wonderful bath, and I was so very grateful.  I really liked them and they thought that I was very sweet, loving and adorable, so I was hoping I might be “home”. 

While I was hoping, they were worrying.  When I listened very quietly, I heard these nice people say that having two dogs of their own and “medical issues” of their own to deal with, they felt like they could not afford another dog.  I wasn’t sure what all the words meant, but I did understand what not affording “another dog” meant.  Lucky for me, these nice people didn’t want to take me to the Humane Society, so they brought me to their vet (where my New Mom was waiting for me, but didn’t know it yet!) to find out about other options for finding me a new home.

Lucky for me again, the first new person I met was my Mom!  She immediately fell in love with me and wanted to take me home right then and there, but she knew she couldn't do that without asking my future Daddy and the other dog they already had at home.

Lucky again for me, the clinic staff saw that I was a Cairn mix, so the Administrator contacted Col. Potter and sent them a picture, and they agreed right away to make me a Col. Potter dog – Rescued Again!  CP authorized the vet to take care of all my medical needs right away, so I had a “spay” and got “up to date on all my vaccinations”.  I am not really sure what all that means, but it was good for me!  During my examination, the vet determined that I was about a year old and had already previously had a litter of puppies.  I couldn’t explain what that was like, but can you imagine a little girl puppy like me being forced to have more puppies?  I was still just a little baby girl myself!


OK, Mom…  Enough with the cute bows!  I want to play!

Anyway, the next morning, still not having permission yet to bring me home with her, my Future Mom bought me a nice bed and a pink blanket to make me comfortable during my stay, and while I was recovering from my surgery.  That was very sweet of her and it really made me want to go home with her too!

Finally, my Future Mom and Dad agreed that their home would be perfect with two dogs – specifically a 2nd one like Me! – and they quickly contacted Col. Potter to apply to become a Foster Home.  This way, I didn’t have to travel far away to another Foster Home and then worry about getting back to this nice Mom with the pink blanket!  Lucky again for me, they were approved and I was able to go directly Almost Home when I recovered from my surgery.

Jaxi Sue and big brother Wesley



I have to admit, I was a little timid at first, and I’m not completely house trained, so there was a bit of work to do and I had much to learn.  For example, I didn't know what “toys” were at all, and I was scared to pieces whenever one of the “toys” squeaked!  The resident miniature Schaunzer, Wesley, who is 8 years old, was a little intimidating at first, but after a few days I realized he was just a big teddy bear that wanted to play – and he really loved me!  It didn’t take long at all before my Foster Mom and Dad and Foster Brother Wesley became my Forever Family, adopting me Officially after a couple of weeks, and they gave me a New Name:  Jaxi Sue!  They could have named me “Lucky” because I am, but “Jaxi Sue” is a much better name for a pretty little girl like me, don’t you think?



Hey, Wesley!  Look at that!  Let’s go!


Here we are now, one whole month later, and I have settled into my new Home and I have become Best Friends with my big brother Wesley!  It is SO much fun to chase Wesley around – and Mom says it is good for Wesley because he now has a play mate!  Mom says that he is more playful now than he has been in a long time, and that I am like the “energizer bunny” when it comes to playing and running.  I’m not really sure what she means by that, but I can tell you that I never tire of playing and running around, and if I do, a short 10 minute power nap will give me more energy for more play time!!!  Mom and I are still working on house-breaking and the chewing-things parts of life, but I’m sure I will eventually see things her way. 


Jaxi Sue and Wesley take a power nap after a hard morning of play


Mom says that before I came into their lives, they had never heard of Col. Potter Cairn Rescue Network, but they are so glad CP exists for all the precious Cairns and Cairn-mixes like me!  There are many wonderful people that they have come into contact with since they applied to Foster and then Adopt me, and Mom says that the whole world needs many more volunteers like the people at Col. Potter who devote their time and effort to rescuing and placing the Cairn and Cairn Terrier mixes in loving Foster and Adoptive Homes.


I love All my new toys now – even the squeaky ones!


Thank you to Everyone who helped me and to all the Volunteers at Col. Potter!!!!




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