What to #Remember as a #Dog

They Never Let Me Sleep on Their Precious Bed, so How Can I Oophie in His Face?

THINGS I MUST REMEMBER AS A DOG: 

From Ginny Weissman

1.              I must shake water out of my fur before entering the house.

2.              I will stop trying to find the few remaining pieces of clean carpet in the house when I am about to get sick.

3.              I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish, deer, etc. just because I like the way they smell.

4.              I will not steal my mom’s underwear and dance all over the backyard with it.

5.              I will not play tug-o-war with dad’s underwear when he’s on the toilet.

6.              Sticking my nose in someone’s crotch is not an acceptable way of saying hello.

7.              I will not hump on any person’s leg just because I thought it was the right thing to do.

8.              I will not fart in my owner’s face while sleeping on the pillow next to their head.

9.              I will not come in from outside and immediately drag my butt across the carpet.

10.           The toilet bowl is not a never ending water supply and, just because the water is blue, it doesn’t mean it is cleaner.

11.           I will not sit in the middle of the living room and lick my crotch in front of company.

“Life is like a dogsled team. If you ain't the lead dog, the scenery never changes.” Lewis Grizzard

How to get #adopted/rescued from a #pound:

Thank goodness, some nice people rescued me already.

Video: every home needs a Harvey: How to get #adopted/rescued from a #pound:

http://jabcatmovies.com/2011/06/ask-jabcat-answers-to-all-your-movie-questions/comment-page-1/#comment-12803

“There are three faithful friends - an old wife, an old #dog and ready money.”  Ben Franklin.

#Dog #Commandments, suggested

I feel so fine when you are with me.

     Some of these seem silly, buy I especially agree with #10, after our experience “putting down” Beowulf, who was in pain and who was taken away from us by the vet so he could be prepped for the final injection.  Once w2e were with him, he calmed down, looked at us (we had tears in our eyes), and then with the injection, went away: (Sent in by Ginny Weissman, the woman who arranged Gizmo’s rescue and adoption: 

For anyone who has a dog, Dogs Commandments
1. My life is likely to last 10-15 years. Any separation from you is likely to be painful.
2. Give me time to understand what you want of me.
3. Place your trust in me. It is crucial for my well-being.
4. Don’t be angry with me for long and don’t lock me up as punishment. You have your work, your friends, your entertainment, but I have only you.
5. Talk to me. Even if I don’t understand your words, I do understand your voice when speaking to me.
6. Be aware that however you treat me, I will never forget it.
7. Before you hit me, before you strike me, remember that I could hurt you, and yet I choose not to bite you.
8. Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I’m not getting the right food, I have been in the sun too long, or my heart might be getting old or weak.
9. Please take care of me when I grow old. You too, will grow old.
10. On the ultimate difficult journey, go with me, please. Never say you can’t bear to watch. Don’t make me face this alone. Everything is easier for me if you are there because I love you so.

“When a dog wags her tail and barks at the same time, how do you know which end to believe?” 
~ Anonymous

#rattlesnake versus #dog and #man

Let me tell you how I fought that giant rattlesnake

     I go to work out early in the afternoon, leaving Gizmo alone for less than two hours.  After a bounding, tail-wagging, licking, energetic greeting, it is obvious that he wants to be taken out.  I let him loose in the coyote-fence protected garden, where he bounds to the farthest corner, his favorites spot for elimination.

     Suddenly, Gizmo leaps backwards, almost levitating about a foot and a half into the air.  Then he begins to bark.  Then I hear a different sound, something like a metallic rattle.

     I go to the corner of commotion, where some circular wire fencing, suitable for training and protecting tomatoes, are lying under a work bench in a tangled mess.  Could the sound be the wind moving through the fencing?  I hit one end of the nearest tomato trainers and there is that rattling sound, which now begins to sound like a rattlesnake.  Meanwhile, Gizmo is barking, loudly, frequently.

     I call Eddie LeBow, my friend and a guy who hunted and captured huge rattlesnakes as a teenager.   When he arrives, we look, poke, prod, walk both sides of the coyote fence and see no snakes at all.  We do see evidence of gophers and pack rats, which might provide food for a rather big snake.  (Eddie gives me a hoe and tells me to use it to chop off the head of the snake if it comes after me.  I complain, “I’m a tenderfoot from Chicago and San Francisco.  How do you expect me to chop off the head of a rattlesnake charging at me?”  But I agree to try.

    We find no snake, but Eddie advises us to be vigilant and not to allow Gizmo outside off leash.  Later in the afternoon,  Gizmo is OK and apparently unbitten.  I’m a little nervous for several hours.  I actually think about going to bed with a heavy shovel by my side, in case the rattlesnake attacks in the middle of the night.

“I just bought a Chihuahua. It's the dog for lazy people. You don't have to walk it. Just hold it out the window and squeeze.” Anthony Clark

#Labrador #Loyal to fallen #hero, with somewhat happy ending.

Hawkeye, the loyal Labrador, refused to leave his master, even in death.

          Daily Mail, August 26, 2011:  A happy ending for Hawkeye:  Dog in heart-breaking photo by fallen master's coffin to spend rest of life with Navy SEAL's friend,     Navy SEAL Jon Tumilson's  Labrador retriever Hawkeye was loyal to the end, as he refused   to leave his master's side during an emotional funeral

Petty Officer Jon Tumilson, 35, killed in Afghanistan helicopter crash and Hawkeye. 

Labrador retriever Hawkeye at the emotional service.

         The Navy SEAL’s dog who tragically refused to leave   his fallen master’s side during an emotional funeral is going  to a good home.                                                                                                                         Labrador retriever Hawkeye sat by the coffin of his master    Petty Officer Jon Tumilson, 35, who was killed in the major    U.S. helicopter crash in Afghanistan this month.                                               Tumilson, of San Diego, California, was one of 38 killed on   August 6 when a rocket-propelled grenade took out a U.S. Chinook helicopter.                                                                                                                                     Mr Tumilson was remembered by around 1,500 mourners  but it was Hawkeye who really captured the public’s emotions in a photo taken by the fallen SEAL’s cousin, Lisa Pembleton.                                                                             Concerned members of the public who have seen the heart-wrenching     photo will be pleased to hear that there is a happy ending for Hawkeye.         He will be staying with Scott Nichols, who had previously looked after   him while Mr Tumilson was away on duty overseas. Family members         had followed Hawkeye into the funeral.                                                                                                His funeral was held last Friday in his hometown of Rockford, Iowa.

“No matter how little money and how few possessions you own,        having a dog makes you rich.” Louis Sabin #DogsRule

#Dog #Retrieves #Golf #Cart Keys

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/08/21/golden-retriever-valet_n_932456.html   

According to the Huffington Post, in Maine, a Golden Retriever named Kaleigh, age 6, takes golf cart keys at end of your round and returns the keys to the club house.  Now if she could only bring back a cold beer.

Cat's motto: No matter what you've done wrong, always try to make it look like the dog did it. Unknown

#Calm a #dog during #thunder: help needed

Can't you protect me from the thunderstorm?

Finally, at the end of a somewhat vicious drought, we got some rain in Santa Fe, NM.  Along with it came lightning and some rather loud thunder.

Our last dog, the normal-sized Shih Tzu named Beowulf, was caught with us in the storm-shelter basement of our home in Michigan as a tornado roared close to the house.  Ever since that time of holding the dog, trying to comfort him, while being very nervous ourselves, we had a dog that was inconsolably afraid of thunderstorms: Beo would tremble, try to hide under the bed, etc.

With Gizmo, we try to be there for him during the thunder, although we now believe it is better to let him find his own places of repose, usually under our bed or my desk.  If he requests it, we gently pet him while trying to stay calm ourselves. 

Grace is advocating for getting some doggie tranquilizers, in case the thunder terrors get too much for him.  I say, no, let nature take its course.  What do you think?  Tranqs or petting?  Chemicals or “There, there”?

“The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven, not man's”  Mark Twain

#King #Charles #Spaniel #Rescued, what a letter

Mr. B, who found a good home

       A wonderful dog story sure to bring tears to your eyes: http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/blogpost/post/dog-found-with-mysterious-sad-note-mr-b-was-supposed-to-go-to-the-pound/2011/08/22/gIQAvlzRWJ_blog.html  (Has the KING-TV original report.)

               From the Washington Post Blogspot: “Paul Wu found a small brown-and-black dog outside his Washington state home, which he told King 5 News was unusual. What’s even more mysterious — and heartbreaking — is the note that accompanied the abandoned pooch.        
         Wu found the letter and some money inside a bone-shaped container tied around the neck of the King Charles Cavalier Spaniel. The writer explained that his/her parents were divorcing and the dog was headed to the pound, King 5 News reports.                                    
          “Please take care of Mr. B. He is a King Charles Cavalier Spaniel. Six years old. My parents got divorced and Mr. B was supposed to go to the pound. I think he has a better chance with you.  This is my birthday money for any of his care. He is used to kids, not other dogs.  He’s a good boy.  I know God will take care of Mr. B – Everyone loves him…especially me. Thank you.”                                                                       
        Mr. B has found a new home with Robert Kuchcinski, Wu’s co-worker. But both men still wonder where the dog came from.“All I want to do is let this person know that we found him a good home.  That’s the whole message,” Wu said to King 5.                                                    
       My comment:   Think of some child with parents leaving each other, faced with sending Mr. B to the pound.  At least there was something of a happy ending.

“When there is an old maid in the house, a watchdog is unnecessary.” Honoré de Balzac   

#Dogs #detect #lung #cancer. Cannot answer questions about #medical #coverage.

You really don't want to know what I detect when I sniff what I  sniff

     Carolina Live, Joel Allen  A study from Germany says dogs can detect lung cancer .71 percent of the time. Which is almost as good as most imaging tests, according to WebMd.com.   (Norm’s note: Which doesn’t say much about the accuracy of either the dog or the imaging tests!)

     Jimmie Blackburn of Loris has congestive heart problems and sometimes his heart will go out of rhythm in the middle of the night. When that happens, Daisy, his 11-year-old Dachshund, is trained to wake him up.  "If she doesn't feel air, they got her trained to lick me in the face. If I still don't wake up, they got her trained to bounce up and down on my chest."  If all that doesn't work, Daisy is even trained to press a lifeline button hanging around Blackburn's neck to summon an ambulance.  (Norm’s note:  The dog cannot as yet answer simple questions about Jimmie’s medical insurance coverage.)

A Myrtle Beach oncologist , Dr. Patrick Francke, of Carolina Regional Cancer Center, said that dogs can also detect colon cancer. (Norm’s note: even if we knew, we’d rather not delve deeply into what the dog needs to sniff to make that diagnosis.)

     “I have a great dog. She's half Lab, half pit bull. A good combination. Sure, she might bite off my leg, but she'll bring it back to me.”  Jimi Celeste

#Help: what to do when #dogs #attack #Gizmo in a #dog #Park?

 We finally went to the community center and got a tag that allowed Gizmo into the huge dog park adjoining the swimming pool.  We had to prove that he had all his shots, etc.

           Grace took Gizmo to the park, while I finished up with Marilyn, the helpful clerk.  The park, which is not divided into areas for large and small dogs, was occupied by three large dogs, all of which belonged to an inept owner, whose method of controlling her pack was to say, “Oh, come on, don’t do that,” when one of her dogs attacked Gizmo.

I'm peaceful and loving.

       Her other methods included saying, “Oh, come on now, you know better than that” or “Now, be polite,” while her dogs were jumping on Gizmo’s back and biting his neck.

        Grace picked up Gizmo after screaming and that eventually caused the woman to take her evil pack away.

          During the drive home, I threatened to return with pepper spray for the dogs and the owner.  Grace expressed a fear that I would be arrested.  I then said I would take a water bottle and squirt the offending dogs or, better, pick up some stones and throw rocks at them.   Grace then became more concerned about my response than the woman’s ineptitude.

            So, questions: What should our response be?   How should any owner protect his or her dog when he or she is attacked in a dog park?  Please help us.

“Did you ever notice when you blow in a dog's face he gets mad at you? But when you take him in a car he sticks his head out the window!” Steve Bluestone

Seven days, no #mistakes. What #re-educated #Gizmo about being #housebroken?

My promise to you: this garden will be free of lizards.

Seven days, no mistakes, but what re-educated Gizmo about being housebroken?

Was it one evening in the cage when we were out?  Did Gizmo decide that he would do anything not to go back there again?

Was it being careful to take him outside after 10 pm for those last few squirts of urine before bedtime?    Was it the almost whispered “Bad Dog” while pointing at the mistakes on the hallway rug or in the closet?

Was it waking up before his first stirring, so I am at the computer when he strolls into the office, stretches and then calmly looks at me with eyes that say, “No big rush, but when you get a chance, I’d love to relieve myself?”

Whatever worked, we are grateful and almost boastful about it.

        “Everyone who owns a cat has held them up and sang the “Lion King” song at least once.”  @yeahimashley)

The full #Gizmo #greeting

I can't stand it when you are away even 5 minutes.

             After we have been away for even five minutes, Gizmo greets us by standing on his hind legs and putting his face as close to our crotches as he can.  We think it is cute.  Only some of our visitors agree.

           

I need you, I really do. 

     “Dogs need to sniff the ground; it's how they keep abreast of current events. The ground is a giant dog newspaper, containing all kinds of late-breaking dog news items, which, if they are especially urgent, are often continued into the next yard.”  Dave Barry

#Gizmo signals us when he wants #Beggin #$trips

Gizmo brought this package to us.  A request?

               My wife Grace and I are watching the Daily Show on television.  Gizmo has gone outside for a walk, has a full bowl of water and has finished a late-night snack.    When last we looked for him, he was asleep to one side of the television set.                                                                                                                                                Suddenly, a strange sound resembling the crinkling of thick paper, alerts us.  We glance around.  Gizmo is no longer in his favorite, after 11 pm spot on the floor.

              Then we see it: A bag of his favorite treats: Beggin Strips, which look like bacon and which he gets to flavor his dry dog food and whenever he is rewarded because he did something particularly good, such as dumping outside, instead of in Grace’s gym shoe in the closet.

              How did it get from the table in the laundry room to the living room doorway?   What message was he sending us?  Was he saying, “Stop watching TV and give me a treat”?  

               The cuteness of the gesture stopped us in our tracks.   But, no, we did not give him a treat.   It might encourage that behavior and that could lead to Gizmo bringing over cookies from the shelves, other treats including ice cream from the refrigerator, etc.  

“If you are a dog and your owner suggests that you wear a sweater. . . suggest that he wear a tail." - Fran Lebowitz

Please #send me your #dog #stories: Linda Dillman loves her little #nipper

Oliver Dillman Pasek, 8, and Skipperdee

Samantha 10 and Oliver Pasek 8 with Skipperdee 

         Linda Dillman (Evanston, IL & Santa Fe, NM): My Evanston grandchildren do not have a dog, so I got one to share with them.  Never having had a dog, I was clueless, but smart enough to know I probably wanted an adult dog.   Of course after searching the shelters and rescue organizations around Santa Fe, my Evanston grandchildren and I visited a place called PUPS4Kids near Great America on Veteran's Day school holiday nearly two years ago.  They selected a 4-month-old male Yorkiepoo puppy. Thus began the doggie adventure with Skipperdee, named for Eloise's turtle (from Kay Thompson's delightful children's book of the spitfire little girl who lives with her nannie in the Plaza Hotel).

          Skipperdee’s only problem is that he nips, which has cost me thousands of dollars.  It is completely erratic behavior and happens totally without warning.         

            It happened once in Santa Fe Plaza when some young people ran across the sidewalk, and Skipper got a young man.  Fortunately, he did not press charges.  Under the heading of “small world isn’t it,” the group was from a church I attended as a child in Wellesley, MA.

           In Evanston, his "victims" have been Asian people, who were minding their own business. The first was a woman who approached from the right (my blind side).  She was wearing business clothes and was nipped on the left leg through hosiery.   Very slight, only a tiny amount of blood.  She reported it to the city.   Dog had to be seen by vet twice and put into home confinement for ten days.  Scary.

            Then, again in May with an Asian man who was with his son (visiting NU as prospective student).  Skipperdee nipped his pant leg and slightly into leg, but no blood drawn.   I took the man to my doctor's office and paid for the visit, blood sample and preventative antibiotic. Reported incident to vet immediately. I have not heard further from Cook County. I am told if it were to happen again, the dog could be taken from me, I would have to carry at least $100,000 extra liability insurance, etc.                           

              Skipperdee is usually an extremely gentle, friendly, dog, bred to be with kids (he's never done anything the least bit aggressive with kids).  He is terrified of bikes coming up from behind or in front near him, skateboards and runners.  Needless to say, I move him to the side and/or stop whenever one of these is in sight and am now much better about asking for his full attention and rewarding it.                                                               

             Thousands and thousands of dollars later, we have all learned a lot.  We have a variety of trainers in Santa Fe, where we live six months of the year, and Evanston, where we live the balance of the year.  We have learned about regulations, because we have suffered the consequences of reporting, rabies observations and virtual incarceration, and the threat of losing our precious dog.  Evanston is very particular about nippers and biters.  Skipper is a lamb most of the time, but he does have these irrational moments for which we have no explanation.                                           

              Life is different with Skipperdee.  I have always led a very active life and have never been much at home, but have been a couch potato in terms of exercise.   No more.  Now I am an active walker.  I am also trimmer with a social life now dominated by how can I do stuff and walk Skipper too.   Now I get into bed around 9 when Skipper goes into his "crate" and I read earlier and longer than I used to do.  He's a very flexible guy and seems to be happy to get up and out whenever I wake up.                                                                  

           Yes, I am pretty mad for him now.  He's exceptionally cute and cuddly and loves nothing more to snuggle.  Watching him run on Evanston's dog beach and in Santa Fe's wonderful dog parks with other dogs is a total joy.                                             

         I have become one of those "dog people."

 “Just give me a comfortable couch, a dog, a good book, and a woman. Then if you can get the dog to go somewhere and read the book, I might have a little fun!”  Groucho Marx

Have your child read to the #dog, see the #improvement.

       Bailey Benson, 10, and her dog, Guthrie.   

             ABC News/Health, August 13, 2011: Bailey Benson, 10, reads to her terrier tutor, Guthrie.  Benson, who looks like Toto, listens; Bailey now reads at a high school level.

              Researchers from Tufts University in Boston advise that reading out loud to dogs can boost kids' ability and desire to read.   "Dogs are such good listeners," said Lisa Freeman, at the Tufts University Cummings School of Veterinary Medicine.  

            Guthrie seems content enough, having patiently listened to about 25 books.  Benson tries to pick "things he likes," like poetry, "Harry Potter," and anything about dogs. She avoids "Lemony Snicket" -- the spooky series makes Guthrie anxious, she said.

          Guthrie has also bolstered Benson's love for animals. About to enter the fifth grade, she's now torn between a career as a vet or as a gynecologist.

            Conclusion: because of their patience, especially after a good long walk, dogs CAN help your child to read.   

“Just give me a comfortable couch, a dog, a good book, and a woman. Then if you can get the dog to go somewhere and read the book, I might have a little fun!”  Groucho Marx

#advice to a #dog on how to get along

I try to understand and follow his advice, but sometimes it gets a little difficult

Another bit of advice to Gizmo on how to get along with his owners/pack leaders/women: Do not poop in your female owner’s shoe in the closet.  This will not endear you to her.  

“I bought my grandmother a Seeing Eye dog. But he's a little sadistic. He does impressions of cars screeching to a halt.”  Larry Amoros

#Dog in #court: what is wrong about that?

     Rosie, the courtroom dog, is creating a controversy in Poughkeepsie, NY.  Rosie helped a 15-year-old girl testify against her father, Victor Tohom, who raped and got her pregnant.  The guy got 25 years, according to the NY Times.                                                                                                                                      

      All Rosie, a golden retriever therapy dog, did was to occasionally nudge or nuzzle the teen witness when the girl became tense.  The prosecutors say that Rosie and other dogs can give comfort to witnesses, especially children, when they are describing traumatic experiences.   

Kelly Shimoda for New York Times

      Now, with an appeal under way, Tohom’s lawyers say that Rosie in court gave the prosecutors an unfair advantage because she was so adorable, except for occasional slobber.   The creep’s lawyers claim that dogs like Rosie may “sway jurors with their cuteness and the natural empathy they attract…”       

      My opinion: Any judge that rules out a dog in court because it is too adorable should have his head examined.  Any desperate lawyer, attempting to let a raping father go free, who uses the too-cute-dog defense, should be sentenced to 1,000 hours of walking shelter dogs.  This is the most ridiculous controversy, one that makes me glad I did not become a lawyer.

“The more I know about men, the more I like dogs.”  Gloria Allred

#Romney #refuses to eat #Obama's #dog #food. Why not?

Bo, Obama's dog, issued statement saying he is willing to share his food, shoes, toys and tomatoes with Romney

     Politico.com August 12, 2011: At the Republican presidential debate in Iowa on Thursday night, in response to a question about the debt deal, Mitt Romney quipped,”Look, I'm not going to eat Barack Obama's dog food, all right?”   

           According to Bo's official White House baseball card, Bo, almost three years old and a Portuguese water dog, also enjoys eating tomatoes, shoes and toys.  No, the White House chefs do NOT cook for the First Dog.                                                                                           

            The blog Obama Foodorama revealed that Bo eats "like any other dog in America" and consumes “store-bought dog food" but wouldn't comment on kibbles or canned.                                                                                                                          Was Romney boldly refusing to eat tomatoes?  Or shoes?  Or toys?  Mr. Romney should be told that Bo’s food may be more nutritious than the food denied the poor when they lose their federal assistance and food stamps. 

“I don't eat anything that a dog won't eat. Like sushi. Ever see a dog eat sushi? He just sniffs it and says, "I don't think so." And this is an animal that licks between its legs and sniffs fire hydrants.”   Billiam Coronel

#Spector's #Talking #Dog #Story

Just touch me and I'll never, ever kvetch

        From #Dave #Spector, program host, stand-up comic and hilarious guy who lives in Japan:   (For anyone not Yiddish conversant, to “kvetch” means to complain, a lot.)

        Morty visits Dr. Saul, the veterinarian, and says, "My dog has a problem."

            Dr. Saul says, "So, tell me about the dog and the problem.

           "It's a Jewish dog. His name is Seth and he can talk," says Morty.

            "He can talk?" the doubting doctor asks.

            "Watch this!" Morty points to the dog and commands: " Seth, Fetch!"

            Seth the dog, begins to walk toward the door, then turns around and says, "So why are you talking to me like that? You always order me around like I'm nothing. And you only call me when you want something. And then you make me sleep on the floor, with my arthritis. You give me this fahkahkta food with all the salt and fat, and you tell me it's a special diet. It tastes like dreck! YOU should eat it yourself! And do you ever take me for a decent walk? NO, it's out of the house, a short piss, and right back home. Maybe if I could stretch out a little, the sciatica wouldn't kill me so much! I should roll over and play dead for real for all you care!"

            Dr. Saul is amazed, "This is remarkable! So, what's the problem?"

     Morty says, "He has a hearing problem! I said 'Fetch,' not 'Kvetch."

“Sometimes you panic and find yourself emitting remarks so profoundly inane that you would be embarrassed to say them to your dog. Your dog would look at you and think to itself, "I may lick myself in public, but I'd never say anything as stupid as that." . – Dave Barry   

#Lloyd with the better #dog #poop story

When it comes to this stuff, I just do the best I can. 

     Comment on Cable in the closet. What to do about a #dog who forgets #housebreaking?

Lloyd said...

        My dog pooped one night in the shower. How cool was that! Picked up the poop, turned on the shower and it was all cleaned up.

         My answer: interesting how dogs can pick out the best places for a mistake: Gizmo chose the closet with tile floor. No shower water there, alas.

"If you can't decide between a Shepherd, a Setter or a Poodle, get them all ... adopt a mutt!" – ASPCA

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“Our dog died from licking our wedding picture.” Phyllis Diller

Does this mean #Gizmo is #housebroken again?

Ah, to be in their good graces again!

       Gizmo is in his cage at home, while we drive to Santa Fe to hear a lecture about the steamy letters between Georgia O’Keeffe and art-promoter/photographer Alfred Stieglitz.  When we get back, Gizmo is excited and the still-locked cage is six feet from the wall where it started, but there is no cable in the bedroom closet, the pillows are where we left them on the bed and there are no more scratches on the inner garage door.

       I let him out in the back yard garden area, he runs with great energy and then runs back into the house to greet us again and drink water.  No tranquilizers given, problem perhaps solved.

“Some dog I got.   We call him Egypt. Because in every room he leaves a pyramid.”  Rodney Dangerfield

#Gizmo, #interior #decorator

Before Gizmo re-decorated  

After Gizmo's delicate touches

      When we are gone, if he has the run of the house, Gizmo rearranges pillows on bed.  See the before and after pictures.

    “A pekingese is not a pet dog; he is an undersized lion.”  A.A. Milne