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Three boys (20, 12 &4), 1 dog, 4 horses, 11 chinchillas and three rabbits - thinking about getting some goats...

I *have* completed my OSHA certification!! w00h00!!

Each of us have a choice as we go through life. Some people choose to live out their one and only life in an unhappy manner. Yes, situations and bad environments do occur, but you are always free to change your situation/environment. I choose to only remain in environments that are happy to me, or I make them as happy as I can. Generally speaking, I succeed in that. I am not going to waste my one and only life being unhappy. Fortunately for those in my circle, usually a great deal of my happiness hinges on being able to bring them happiness.

Money is only a vehicle to help accomplish what you want. It doesn't mean anything, in and of itself. The pursuits of things material is usually a hollow one, there is damned little reward. Which is why I generally use my money to ease the suffering of animals. The gratitude, the knowledge that you have saved a life and done a good thing - is far more rewarding than any material thing that can be bought at any store or displayed in any home. I would beg you to try it at least one time.


My horses!

Jeff

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Dell

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  • 06/06

Now that Dell has started her show career - she is just going to town. Her first show, she picked up a third in color. Her second show, she got a second in showmanship and a third in walk/trot. Tomorrow is her third show, and I already know she is going to win something - I see a great career ahead of her.

  • 11/06

She took novice high point champion at the Texas state classic in San Marcos

Dini

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Lyman

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I like Diving, working the horses, playing guitar, playing on the computer and thinking. I probably spend too much time thinking. Animal rescue. Big animal rescue... See any skinny elephants anywhere?

I am half japanese, a quarter german and a quarter swedish... which roughly translates to being genetically engineered to be highly intelligent, highly competitive and having large breasts.

*snorts* I hope you didn't take that seriously... ;)

Yea, I know it is unladylike to snort. But it works so well for the horses, I thought I would give it a try. I am still trying to learn to do the rollers in the nose thing that they do... so you can audibly tell when I don't trust you.

Seriously. Someone captured a piece of my heart. Can you believe that? I can't. Neither can anyone else. He was quiet, there was an overwhelming sense of loneliness and there was no pretense about him. Just him and his dog, keeping each other company.

I don't care for the braggarts in life, and I don't like pretentious people. I like folks who are more interested in cultivating who they are as a human and try to see how they can enriched the world. My particular niche is horse rescue. I would like to do more in the way of dog rescue, but that isn't going to be possible until we buy a farm. But to help those who don't have a voice or means to help themselves, who are sentenced to death without ever having done anything wrong. This is one of my greatest passions. Just try to find anything to do, regardless of how small it may feel at the time... to make the world a better place.

I still don't trust you (the average reader).

Please go visit the dogue de bordeaux page at http://www.ddbs.org, and make a donation to them if you can. Please check out the rescue page and the available dogues too. There are some awfully homely, faithful, loving kids in need of a home. If you could foster or adopt - that would be even better. If anyone is interested in adopting a bordeaux from them, I would be willing to help offset the adoption fee.

Latest News

we are in the middle of moving - so things are kind of hectic here right now. Between trying to qualify for a loan, working, trying to get packed up, trying to find a farm to rent while we are waiting for a loan... things are just busy, busy, busy. I am trying to find a live in nanny too. Know of anyone with or without kids that would be interested in living the Tx farm life? They could bring their critters, or accumulate some after they have moved in. If I either stay with the company I am with, or go to a new one, there is going to be a lot of travel involved, and so a live in is just about mandatory for me.

Update

We are in the middle of negotiations on a place... but it was one of the very few that felt like home when I walked in the door. :) I can't begin to say what a pleasant feeling it was. If you have any decent negotiation tactics, drop me a line please. Because the guy has been sitting on the place for sale for a year and a half, and wont' hardly budge from his price. 35 acres, no fence, all growed up with tallow trees and tall grass (as tall as the house tall grass)

Gus

(04/10/05) I lost Gus this morning - he finally succumbed to his cancer. To say we are devastated is an understatement.

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my dearest boy Gus, losing you has completely broken my heart

Big dog

I adopted an english mastiff from the Corpus Christi animal control. Here he is - Sanford. PANA0004287.jpg

He was really sweet and lovable while we were at the animal control - and on the way home he snapped at me and grazed the back of my hand with his teeth. Not a big deal, I can live with that. We got him home, and I was baby talking him, and he bared his teeth at me, and was staring at me really hard. I threw an imaginary ball for him and when he took off after it, I got back into the house. My oldest boy went out and played with him later that night - and he bared his teeth and started to growl - oldest boy crawled in through a window. But it reached the point that he wouldn't let us back into the house when he was out in the yard. He is now starting to settle down - but believe me, when you have a 170 lbs animal with a head that is bigger than a basketball snarling at you, you tend to remember that you aren't necessarily at the top of the food chain. Not in a natural world anyhow. It took a while(like 6 weeks), but finally - we can pet him. Err - I can, anyhow. You may get bit. He doesn't trust you either.


  • Update - Sanford is mom's baby now. He can't bear to be anyplace other than at my feet. If I am on the computer, he is under the table. If I am cooking, he is laying in the kitchen. If I am in the restroom, he is out the door waiting, unless he manages to squeeze through the door, then I have an audience. At this point, he is just a 190 lb love sponge...

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  • 1/10/06 update

Sanford started heartworm treatment on 1/02. He was heartworm positive when we adopted him(as so many shelter dogs are), and it took a while to be certain that he was going to work out with our family - before we could commit to treatment. Since he really doesn't like the vet and isn't completely cooperative with them, we ended up having to put him in a squeeze chute for him to recieve his shots. The immiticide treatment is rough. Because they couldn't determine his age, they decided to go with a split treatment, which means he gets a one day dose now, and then in a month, he goes back two more consecutive days for the treatment again. They recieve on each day a shot on both sides of their spine, just in front of their hips - using an 18 gauge needle that is sunk all the way to the hilt. He was in terrible pain for the first two days after the treatment, he could hardly move. Then the two days after that, he started to crater and had quit eating and drinking and his breathing got real shallow. Finally after nagging daily phone calls from me, on the fourth day they went ahead and started him on prednisone. Currently, he is feeling better than he has since I got him, it is all I can do to keep him down to a walk - he wants to run everywhere. But being that our vet doesn't believe in giving them a sedative for the shot, or a pain reliever after this highly invasive treatment, I am awfully apprehensive about putting him through the next set.

Sanford at the vet...

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02/27/06

Had him to the vet last week. His lungs are full of fluid and he has some kind of a follicle infection. Which kind of explains why he developed the big gnarly black patches, and they would start to clear up and then get nasty again when the 10 days worth of antibiotics were done.

Anyhow, he is up to 220 lbs now! w00h00!


Contact

  • yahoo messenger: bluequail2002
  • gtalk: bluescalequail around gmail com
  • aim/aol: quailies (yea, I signed back on to aol after an 18 year hiatus from it - to find someone specific... snark away)

If you see me on gtalk and want to visit - holler. I don't often get to talk to grownups.

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