I'm a hazard to myself!!!

Well I have been a dog groomer for almost 10 years.... wow! That seems like a long time. It has some great days when you can take a dog that looks like it rolled out of bed right in to the dirt....

To looking like something you could cuddle up in bed with....

This is Polo one of my long time clients, his entire hair cut is done by hand scissoring (with the exception of his face feet and private areas.) Polo is a typical standard poodle, he may leave my shop looking like a foo foo dog but while he is away he plays hard like an athleate!!

Then there is the miniture poodles.... most of them are little princesses... boy or girl they are little lap dogs and spoiled rotten!!

Then there is the latest CRAZE.... the ever expencive "doodle". Gunner is a "Golden Doodle". Call him what you want but he is still a Golden Retrevier Poodle cross. Though it really says something when the owners tell you that their dog arrived on the short bus!

Gunner is another one of my dogs that plays hard while he is away but when he is done being groomed looks like a plush toy to cuddle with.... even if he is a little slow on the uptake I still love him!

Then there is Bo.... I'm not really a fan of Cocker Spaniels, but Bo is the exception to the rule. He is just a happy go lucky dog, kinda reminds me of a lab. My friend is the daughter of the couple who own Bo and wanted to see what he looked like with a mo-hawk.... So just for her I did it and took pictures. I knew her dad wouldn't aprove so after I took the pictures I shaved it off, but boy was it fun to do something creative!

Well in nearly 10 years at a job there are bound to be accidents! Thankgoodness they are rarely wtih the dogs.... unfortunatly that leaves me!



About a month ago while helping our new groomer.... Well I had a bit of a accident! That day I had just gotten my scissors back from being sharpened, lucky me! My coworker needed help trimming the eyebrows on a schnauzer. So while attempting to trim the eyebrows the dog jerked his head suddenly. In an attempt to not poke the dog in the eye with the scissors I also jerked my scissors away.... unfortunately for me I caught my scissors on a part of the table and in turn sliced my chin open with the tip of the scissors. Thankgoodness it wasn't too deep, I was able to patch it up wtih a little skin glue and avoid stitches. Though boy did it hurt! Don't run with scissors, standing still with them is bad enough!

A Dogs Life

Mom sent me this story the other day and it suits life just perfect!!

A Dog's Purpose (from a 6-year-old). Why dogs don't have to live so long.Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife, Lisa, and their little boy, Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle. I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience. The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on.Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away. The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker's death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, 'I know why.' Startled, we all turned to him.What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation. He said, 'People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?' The six-year-old continued, 'Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long.

Live simply.

Love generously.

Care deeply.

Speak kindly.

Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:

-When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.

-Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.

-Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.

-Take naps.-

Stretch before rising.

-Run, romp, and play daily.

-Thrive on attention and let people touch you.

-Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.

-On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.

-On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree

.-When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.

-Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.

-Be loyal.

-Never pretend to be something you're not.

-If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.

-When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently.

ENJOY EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY! Handle every stressful situation like a dog.

If you can't eat it or play with it, pee on it and walk away.

Fair Demo 08

Well Thursday was the big fair demo. Last fall I ran into a friend that I had met when I drove in the demo 7 years ago. He told me his wife didn't like driving in the fair demo so he asked if I wanted to be his powder puff driver. I jumped at the chance! So, on Thur. after noon I arived at the fairgrounds to see this beautiful non-dented demo race car.

Well after my friend ran his race it was still in about the same shape as you see above.... So it came my turn and I was stoked even though there was concern that it was not going to run correctly and I might have to quit in the middle of the race to spare the engin. But I told my friend it didn't matter if I did have to quit I was excited for the chance. So I entered the track for my race and I started as the second car from the front on the inside.... Well after we took one lap around to give us our rolling start I only made it to the second tire befor I was rammed from behind and then rammed again causing me to spin out. I recovered quickly but 7 laps just wasn't enought time to catch upto 1st place.... No matter I still had fun!

After I got to the back I saw the dammage to the car.... I felt bad cause I was the only one to do all that. And that the car ran fine for me but not for my friend.

But I had a great time and hope to do it again!

Motorcycle Days

Well I can't say I got a whole lot done today. I went over to mom and dads. Dad helped me do some rewireing on my motorcycle so I could move the licence plate from the sissy bar down to the fender. I took all the pieces off that were needed while dad got the wires ready to add. That didn't take too much and in no time I was putting things back together. After that dad and I just sat and talked for a few. I told him the story I heard from a passing motorist.... Two men were riding their motorcycles down the road when one mans coat zipper broke. So they pulled over, the man just turned his jacket around and they continued on. A while later the two men were in a horriable accident. When the first officer arrived he began checking for survivors. The second officer got to the accident and asked the first if there was anyone alive. The first officer said "when I got here only the one man was alive but he died when I turned his head around." Dad laughed pretty good at that one.

After I left dad's I went to L&G to get some webbing. Then the rest of the afternoon I spent figuring out a strapping system to take the dog with me on the motorcycle. After a great deal of thinking I thought I had come up with a pretty good idea. So I brought Tuff out and strapped him down.... Well I fired her up and all seemed well at first. I kept petting Tuffs head and telling him what a good boy he was being... All was going according to the way I wanted it so I got on the bike and reved the engin a little...... Oh boy was that where it all went wrong, Tuff managed to squirm his bottom off the seat and was hanging from the bike. So I turned her off and began to rethink how to strap him down. I had to try a few ideas befor I got it but I finnaly found one that worked! So I headed in and out of the house several times to test his ability to stay on the seat and then it was time to test it. We went around the block several times and then down a few more. After that I came back to the house, figured I best not press my luck too much and give Tuff a chance to get used to it befor we make the rides too long. But we made it though Tuffs first ride and I can't wait to take more!

Tata for now!

The first one!

Ok so I have been reading my sisters blogs and thought I maybe I would join the craze.... I enjoy hearing how the family is doing and seeing new pictures. Not that I have kidos to write about, just the crazy pets, but I thought it would be cool to keep the family updated. So I'll do my best at more blogs to come. Ta Ta for now.