Oh, Corbin

Friday Snooze Day!

2012-02-10T07:09:00.000-08:00

I think I just might get to wake up this weekend! We'll see what Mr. Dr. Mike has to say this afternoon!

I'm sleepin' on top of my dad in this one... hehe, I made him all sleepy too.

Must rub off.

PS.

Lexie is meeting a family tonight, wish her luck!

See, I make her sleepy too!

Is it time to wake up yet?

2012-02-09T06:15:00.001-08:00

Wordless Slumber

2012-02-08T03:18:00.000-08:00

......Sweet dreams......

PS. we stole pictures from some of our bloggin' friends -hope you forgive us!
Puddles, Maggie Mae, Lucy Lou, Mayzie, Havi, Ruby & Bessie-Belle and Miss. M

Snoozin'

2012-02-07T05:54:00.000-08:00

I think mom is spiking my cream cheese....

Mr. Dr. Mike said I'm too active, so I get more cream cheese and I feel even drunker. Looks like the rest of my posts this week will be coming from laladreamland. I'm not responsible for the content of the next few posts... who knows how drunk I'll be.

ZzzzzZzzzzZzzzzzZzzzzzzz

Good thing I don't snore.

Giants won! A post from Corbin

2012-02-06T07:56:00.000-08:00

Hey friends, Corbin here. Did you hear... my New York Football GIANTS won the SUPERBOWL! I was actually awake for it. Momma and Heather came home from Grandpa Jacks at half time because I needed my medications and she didn't want me to have to watch the game alone. Momma tried not to scream and yell at the tv much because I'm not supposed to go crazy and jump around (I'm actually supposed to be in my crate as much as possible... BORING), which is what I do when something goes wrong with my football team. So, I was quite unaware of how close the game was! Anyway, I'm super glad my team won.

And, I'm sure you didn't check out my blog post just to hear me ramble about the Giants. You want an update on how I'm doing? Well, I've been acting pretty drunk lately, but I swear to you... I do not remember drinking this much (typing pretty well for a drunk dog, huh?!). So, I'm not really sure what's going on yet... but I get a lot of cream cheese that mom says is my medications. Momma will be talking to Mr. Dr. Mike this afternoon to discuss what's going on and where we go from here. All I know is someone hid my ball and I'm super unhappy about it.

Thank you so much for everyones love, support, prayers, concern, thoughts, emails, kind words and sharing... it's meant so much to me and my momma and I just know the power of the paw is what helped Mr. Dr. Mike figure out what's wrong with me. I sure hope this is the end of all the pain I've been in... but I sure have loved all the extra attention ;-)

Superbowl Sunday Slumber

2012-02-05T03:03:00.000-08:00

Day #7

2012-02-04T12:40:00.000-08:00

Not much to update on. We started Corbin on the tranquilizers this morning... he's walking around like a drunk sailor. So we're watching his every move and have a hiking harness on him to help him get up and down the deck ramp. He does seem a bit restless but has finally settled down on my legs for a snooze. Thankfully he's crate trained and likes his crate, so he'll be safe when we're not home or can't be watching him. Going to be a long couple of days, but lets hope this does the trick.

Day #6: News

2012-02-03T09:29:00.000-08:00

Ok, Corbin's mom here again today with our vet visit results. Sorry I waited so long to update, I wanted to make sure we received the results of his blood work. We re-tested him for pancreatitis, which came back negative. So now we can start treating him for the pain, which we think is coming from a pinched nerve in his back. We'll start treatment with Prednisone on Sunday morning, we need to have the metacam that he's been on for anti inflammatory out of his system for at least 48 hours.

Now, as most of you know, Corbin is a very active guy, even in the pain he's in, its hard for us to keep him from jumping on the couch when he hears a noise outside. So, in order for this to work the quickest, we'll need to tranquillize him during his treatment. If we keep him quiet, we can hopefully have this fixed in a week, but if he keeps pinching that nerve it'll set us back. It'll be hard to see him doped up every day, but we want him pain free as quickly as possible. We also have a ramp set up to help him up and down our deck stairs to avoid him repinching that nerve.

If he doesn't seem to respond to the prednisone treatment, we'll need to see a neurologist and have an MRI done. Hopefully this works and we can avoid that. But we'll do whatever we need to do our big guy!

I can't thank everyone enough for your love, concern, support and suggestions... hopefully we're at the bottom of his issue and he'll be writing about his crazy antics soon!

Corbin's momma, Jenn

Day #5

2012-02-02T09:13:00.000-08:00

Corbin's momma here again. No real changes today. He did sleep a little better last night, so I'm hoping the pain meds are kicking in. He's still not drinking on his own but we've been doing an okay job tricking him into drinking. Hopefully we'll find some answers tonight, our appt is at 7pm.

On another note, like Corbin's current situation isn't stressful enough, I fell this morning and have a bad ligament strain in my ankle. So I'm on crutches for the next 6+ days. The fun just never stops!

Thanks for everyone's support. It's been so helpful to read all the comments and emails. I've written up some notes and suggestions to bring with us tonight.

Keep those good vibes coming for my big fella!!!

Corbin's momma, Jenn

Day #4

2012-02-01T09:34:00.000-08:00

Corbin's momma here again. I really hate to keep updating with crappy news and I don't want to not update and keep everyone in the dark... but Corbin is no better. He's still not drinking well - we've tried chicken broth, beef broth and chicken and beef baby food mixed in. The broth worked well Sunday, but then he was sick of that. And the baby food worked great last night, so I was pretty excited, but he turned his nose up at it this morning, no matter how I doctored it up. He has been eating fine and I fill his food bowl with water, which he'll drink to get to the food, but it just doesn't seem to be enough water. We'll probably have to go in again tonight for more fluids if he doesn't start drinking. I've thought about doing the fluids at home, but I keep hoping that every trip will be our last... plus, I'm not sure how well he'd sit still for it at home. And, we still have Lexie, who has been an angel with all the attention Corbin has been getting.

He was in pain all night... moaning, groaning and yelping when he'd move. I called my vet this morning at his home, not the vet we have been seeing, but our friend that owns the vet hospital. I told him I was very concerned that this was possibly something else and that Corbin's pain seems to be getting worse. He went into the vets office and took a look at Corbin's file. He thinks it might be in his back - although the pancreatitis did come back positive, he's not vomiting or showing any other signs. He upped his pain meds and Adam is on his way to get an anti inflammatory to start him on. We have an appointment with Dr. Mike tomorrow at 7. He wanted him on the anti inflammatory and pain meds before we went in for an appointment.

I've been up all night with him since Saturday... I'm worried sick about my poor boy. It's so hard to see him in pain like this. Hopefully, we can get him comfortable and figure out what is going on.

There is still the possibility that it's the pancreatitis... but since his pain is when he stretches his abdomen... that's typically something they do to relieve the pressure on the pancreas, so it shouldn't be causing pain :-(

I'll be back with another update tomorrow... hard to find the words for Corbin when he's hurting...

Another Corbin Update

2012-01-31T10:29:00.000-08:00

Corbin's momma here again... Corbin refuses to drink, so we've been back to the vet yesterday afternoon and this morning to get some fluids, he won't even let them take him in the back to do it, so he sits in my lap and the tech comes into the exam room for him. He's still in a lot of pain, so we have some pain killers to try. He's eating very well, and I've been adding tons of water to his food, but it just doesn't seem to be enough. His gums are very pale.

He's a sure hit at the vets, everyone loves him and he's actually being a really good patient - as long as I'm with him. He won't let me out of his site, even at home.

Very strange... the typical symptoms for this are vomiting, diarrhea and fever. He doesn't have any of those symptoms. Hopefully today is the day he turns around and starts feeling better. I'd be much more relieved if he'd drink on his own. I'm going to pick up some meat baby food and try to add that to the water to see if it will interest him. I keep telling his dad we need to move closer to the vet... it's a 40 minute drive, but well worth it for great vets.

Oh, Corbin...

We're so very thankful for everyones love and support. Sorry we haven't gotten around to visit... hopefully tomorrow will bring some good news!

Corbin's momma, Jenn

PS. I'd also like to thank Emily from Our Waldo Bungie for Corbin's sweater. Corbin has been wearing it to help him keep warm in the house and on his trips to the vet... when he's so dehydrated, he shivers and shakes, and the sweater helps to calm and warm him. Everyone at our vet office loved it too, we're very thankful for it!

I'm home

2012-01-30T07:10:00.000-08:00

Hi everyone. Before I give you my update, I'd just like to thank EVERYONE for all their concern and well wishes. It was so nice and comforting. My mom read me every single one.

Now, shortly after my mom updated that I was in the hospital, she got a call from the vet and had to come pick me up. I was super unhappy that mom and dad left... so I ripped out my IV, flipped my ecollar and busted out of my crate. So Ms. Nice Vet Lady told mom I was too stressed and I'd be better at home bc she was afraid I would get worse if I was stressed. Finally, people start listening to the Corbin!

But, I'm not going to sugar coat it, friends... I'm still in quite a bit of pain. I've been drinking water with some chicken broth bc mom said I'll have to go back to the vet if I don't. I tried eating a bit of chicken and rice this morning, so as long as that stays down, I can have some more later.

Thanks again for caring so much about me... I'm going to go take a nap on the couch.

-Corbin

And, PS... please go vote for me to be Mayzie's date for the. Valentine's dance! What could make a guy feel better than knowing he had a dance with a beautiful brindle gal to look forward too?!

http://mayziegal.wordpress.com/2012/01/30/time-to-vote-for-my-date/

Update: Corbin's in the hospital

2012-01-29T08:38:00.000-08:00

Not the greatest news, but not the worst. Corbin woke up very lethargic this morning with white gums and a dry nose. So at 8am when our vet opened for emergency hours, I called and took him in. She did flex tests on his legs, checked his spine and neck. And although Corb was much more energetic, she listened to me. Once she ruled out all the external physical stuff, she decided to test for pancreatitis, even though he wasn't really tender in his abdomen. Came back positive and his red blood cell count was very high... he's staying there on fluids and antibiotics. He's not throwing up, so hopefully we're in the early stages.

Thank God I didn't listen to the emergency vet... I'm so thankful to have a wonderful crew of vets that trust me and how well I know my dog.

Thanks for all the prayers and support... I'm beside myself, but very thankful I listened to Corbin and trusted my gut. Please keep the prayers coming... the next 24 hours are pretty important for my big guy.

I'll update when I have news.

Corbin's momma, Jenn

Prayers needed for Corbin

2012-01-29T00:59:00.000-08:00

Corbin and I just got back from our 2am emergency vet trip. Corbin is yelping in pain when he tries to jump on the bed or couch, or when he gets up from laying down... there was a slight possibility that he might have swallowed a dull razor (from an electric face shaver). My God, I feel like a horrible pet mom just saying that!!! So when he started yelping, I took him in. Xrays were negative, no razor, thank God, but he's still in quite a bit of pain and we're not sure where it's coming from. He's not limping, nothing is swollen, no abdominal tenderness... but it's such a heart wrenching yelp :-( I know he's not feeling well. We'll be following up with our vet later today and will keep everyone updated.

I honestly hope I'm overreacting... but extra prayers can't hurt.

Thanks,
Corbin's momma, Jenn.

Answers, Part 2

2012-01-27T03:45:00.000-08:00

NOW! Now it's time to answer the FUN stuff! The questions everyone asked about ME.

Whatcha wanna know?

Q) Our Waldo Bungie asks: I do wonder how you became so studly... because it seems like too much studly for one dog.
Q) Cooking with Dogs asks: How did you become such a studly piece of eye candy?

A) You're totally correct, Emily. I am much too studly for one dog, and here's how I did it. You see, when I was still an unborn pup, I put the bitey on all of my siblings in the womb until they gave ME their studly and their beautiful (for my sisters). So, when I was born, I had ALL the Studly and Beauty of my litter and I spent the first week of my life putting it all in the correct places. Ya know, because it all has to be balanced so I don't look too beautiful or too manly. I made sure my studly ended up at just the right degree. I think I did a good job, don't you? Easy on the eyes?

Q) Remington asks: How do you stay in such great shape? Do you go to the gym?

A) Between me and you, Remington... some dogs like us are just born with it. However, I do keep in shape with lots of fetching, zoomies, and holding the couch down (very important for the upper body strength). Don't ya know, the gyms around here won't allow me to enter?! Whatever is up with that. But Dad did try me on the treadmill... I just looked at him with the "Are you really that lazy that you're going to turn on a treadmill instead of taking me for a walk" look and sat on it until my short ride to the ground was over.

Check out those glutes!!!

Q) Puddles asks: I wanna know how you gots so handsome.

A) Now, I'm answering this separately because handsome and studly are two different things. You see, as I explained previously, I was born with the studly. The handsome is something that I have carefully sculpted throughout my life. Now, to be handsome, it's all in the eyes. It involves a perfect combination of confidence and sexy. Something that takes a lot of practice and control. You really need to deliver that message. And when you combine the handsome with the studly... you get me.

This face is one of a kind.

Q) The OP Pack asks: What DO you have for breakfast, Corbin?

A) I get 1.5 cups of Natural Balance: Sweet Potato and Fish and 1 Glycoflex tablet. After that I get my daily morning snuggles and scratches from Momma (part of breakfast). Most important meal of the day... I never miss it!

I do NOT get ice cream for breakfast.

And, now what you've all been waiting for.

Q) Boxers or Briefs?

Boxers, of course!

My research shows this is a Brief... not my kind of thing.

Any more questions? Go ahead and ask! I got a few more yesterday, so I'll answer again next week!

Hope everyone has a good weekend!

Hey, I think that's Mr. Chewy out there!

Answers, Part 1

2012-01-26T03:18:00.000-08:00

So, I told everyone on Friday, if they had any questions, feel free to ask them! I got a lot... so, I'm going to break this down into two blog posts.

Post 1, today Mom and I will be answering the foster questions. Here goes!

Q) Our Waldo Bungie asks: I want to know if you have always been so welcoming to other fosters or if there was ever a time where you didn't like having canine guests.

A) I'll take this one mom. Mom tried bringing home a foster dog shortly after I was adopted. His name was Reese and he was a 20lb parsons terrier mix. He was a cute little thing, but I was NOT happy that my new furever momma brought home another dog. I bullied him a bit and refused to sleep (or let mom sleep) while he was in my house. After a few days, mom realized this wasn't going to work and Reese went to another foster home. He was real happy because I think I scared him a bit. We all learned something from that experience and mom hired a behaviorist trainer to work with us. He taught mom and dad a whole lot about dogs, dog/dog interactions and how to respond to certain situations. Mom and dad practiced their new skills on me for a while before we tried fostering again. After that, our introductions were done after side-by-side walks, face to fanny introductions (avoiding face to face), and leashes were left on until mom trusted we got along okay. Sometimes mom has to bring a dog home and doesn't have a second body to help with intros... these situations depend on the foster dog. Sometimes mom will put the foster dog in the crate until someone can come over to help if she thinks there might be an introduction issue. Other times, after watching the foster dog interact with the other dogs at clinic, mom will tie their leash to the kitchen door, get me out of my crate, put a leash on me, walk me into the kitchen and let the new foster sniff me, then I get to sniff the new foster... If all of that goes smoothly without any indication the foster is scared, intimidated or showing signs of aggression, mom unties the leash and lets them explore, keeping me on the leash so I don't knock them over or upset them with my excitement. Sometimes I can get a little rambunctious and fosters don't react well to that, so it's all on a case by case basis, but I'll touch on the rambunctious next.

Who the heck are you and what are you doing in my house?

Q) Daisy, Bella & Roxy asks: Have you ever had a fight with your fosters?

A) I'll also answer this one, mom. There have been quite a few occasions where meet and greets could have definitely turned into a blood bath. I was supposed to have one foster sister named Tessa... Mom fell in love with her and was super excited to take her in, but when she arrived... she was not happy with my high energy level and went after me... thankfully, we had leashes on and mom and Heather we able to control the situation... but if we had just let Tessa walk into the house, no leashes or proper introductions, it could have been really bad. That was a time when Heather didn't have a foster dog and she took Tessa home to Emmett, who is much calmer and less playful and intimidating than I am to some dogs. Mom can usually judge which dogs will work best in our home and thankfully she works with a rescue that has many great foster homes and resources in case things don't work out at any foster home. However, sometimes we can recognize that a new dog just needs time to adjust, which is why we let Brookie stick around after she scratched my nose. But we try to avoid any instances for aggression as much as possible.

Do you think someone would want to beat me up?

Q) Kitty & Coco asks: We would like to know if you have ever gotten SUPER duper attached to one of your fosters. We know you love the ladies and all, but we are just curious if you ever asked your mom to keep one as your sister.

A) Corbin answering, again! Mom will get her turn. The short answer? YES! The long answer? YESSSSS! I did ask Santa if I could keep Bethany last year for my Christmas gift. But, just as my luck would have it, Grandpa Jack and Grandma Nancy decided that they were going to adopt her... so what's better than me getting to keep her as a sister? Me getting to see her just about EVERY weekend AND still being able to have foster sisters! I also fell in love with Brookie last month and was very sad when she left for her new home. I usually don't have much time to be sad though, because a new foster sibling is always right around the corner!

Can't I keep her?

Q) Benny & Lily asks: How do you not want to keep all those fosters?

A) Corbin again, well... do you know how crazy my house would be with 19 brothers and sisters?! BOL! There's also this other issue... I have a 2 week period for foster siblings. 2 weeks is okay for them to stay, but after that I tend to get bored with them and itching for a new furiend. So, depending on the foster, I can get a little bullyish and bossy after that 2 week marker. I didn't mind that Brookie stayed longer than her 2 weeks though, she was super fun to nap with.

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Q) Puddles askes: When is ya'll gonna be foster failures?

A) Oh, Puddles... don't you know I'M their foster failure?! Mom has already hinted around that Lexie just might be a failure of fostering... but shhhhhh, don't tell her I over heard that.

Bwaaaahahaha, me... a foster dog!

Q) Pip asks: How do you not break down and keep one of your fosters? Have you been tempted to adopt any of them?

A) I'll let mom take this one... Mom? Hi Mr. Pip! We have wanted to keep a few of them, but we have to take a lot of things into consideration before making the decision to adopt another. We live in a semi small house, so two dogs all the time would be a lot, and 3 dogs when we have a foster would be a bit hectic. Also, the money for 2 bags of dog food, 2 bags of treats, 2 sets of toys, 2 special collars, two life jackets and 2 vet bills. And more importantly... when we decide to adopt a second dog, we need to be considerate of them and how they would feel about our lifestyle. Boating is something we do just about every weekend, and although our boat isn't huge, a smaller dog might work. But we have to make sure the boat will be something our second dog would like. This was a big impact on our decision to not adopt Oreo. She has anxiety in the car, and we knew that the boat would put her over the edge. And it wouldn't be fair for her to leave her with a friend every weekend. The boat was also a reason we didn't adopt Brookie... a second big dog is out of the question for our home and boat. Now Donnie... I sure did fall in love with him, he would have loved the boat and he would have fit perfectly! But I know Corbin wasn't fond of having a full time brother. The perfect dog hasn't come around yet, which is fine with us, because as much as we love these dogs, we know they're going to make another family even happier!

She has made her family VERY happy and is changing so many
views on pit bulls in her new life... Go Hannah! -Now known as Ruby!

Q) Brandon asks: would love to know how you feel about all the new foster siblings that come in

A) Truth is... I love it! It's always fun to have someone else in the house. And if we're fosterless for a while, I get pretty sad and depressed. But if some of them overstay their welcome, I can get a little clingy over mom and dad... but that only happens sometimes.

I have to foster TWO of them, Mom? Do I get a raise?

Q) KB asks: Have you ever had a foster who you didn't get along with?

A) YES! Mom brought home a beagle girl named Morgan. She hated me and I was scared to death of her. She stayed under the kithen table, and anytime I was in eye site - even on the couch! -she would growl and bark and bite at me. So she had to find another foster home. I think my size and rambunctious attitude put her off a bit... but man, was she scary!

Who could be afraid of this face?

Q) 24 Paws of Love asks: Do you get along better with the lady fosters or would you rather hang out with the dudes??

A) GIVE ME THE LADIES!!!!!!! Now, truth be told, I do get along with dudes too... but I'm always a little more on edge when the dudes are over... I have to keep my eye on them all the time, just to make sure they're not doing anything naughty. I relax a lot more with the ladies.... which makes mom relax a bit more. I've been much more accepting of the dudes lately though... mom thinks it's because I'm getting older and wiser... I think she's crazy.

Ladies like to kiss the Corbin.

Q) Sprinkles asks: 1) How do you not fall in love with all of the fosters and keep them? 2) Do you get along with all of the fosters? Do you ever get jealous of them?

A) 1) We do fall in love with each and every one of them, and we'll love them for the rest of our lives. We know we can't keep them and that there are so many wonderful souls just like them waiting for their second chance, so that helps a bit. Plus, mom keeps in touch with all of our previous fosters. 2) Eventually... sometimes the first day or two is a little hard because I get pretty excited to have a new furiend, but after we get used to each other, things go pretty smoothly. I'm not usually a jealous guy, I let them play with my toys and chew my bones and snuggle with my parents... but all bets are off when their 2 weeks are off. Sometimes I get jealous of their time with my humans then... or I'll take all my toys back.

This is my car, Oreo... You sit down.

Q) Two grad students and a Pitty: I feel as though you very quickly adopt out your fosters. Can Corbin do a post on how he feels he succeeds at this?

A) Indeed, we're going to do a WHOLE post on this because my response got pretty long. There are a lot of factors that go into that. Look for this post sometime next week!

This is Ashton... I didn't even get to meet her bc she got adopted an hour
after she was turned in.

Q) Molly (A beautiful follower with beautiful chocolate furs without a blog!) asks: Have you always been confident and happy with other dogs?

A) Molly wrote this question in an email, and we answered her with a super long answer... I'll shorten it bc this blog post has gotten pretty long! In all honestly, no... I haven't always been great with other dogs. I was taken away from my litter at 6 weeks, so I didn't get a lot of play time and learning time with my siblings and my mom. At 8 wks I had my leg broken by my owners other dog. Once my leg healed, I was at the shelter and then to rescue. Mom made sure to keep me in a separate corner of the adoption clinics so I wasn't crowded with dogs... I would get so excited to see other dogs, I'd jump towards them and they wouldn't like that, so they'd growl and snap at me, and I'd get defensive and snap back. After 2 months, mom and dad adopted me without really correcting this issue... then it became that if any dog came up to me face to face, I'd growl and be a meanie. Mom and dad hired a behaviorist who came in and taught a lot of things to mom and dad, like how to communicate with me, proper introductions and warning signs. Without this, I doubt I'd have been a foster brother. When new foster siblings come in, we do a no introduction, side by side walk around our block. Then we do a "face to fanny" introduction, still outside, leashes on. If the fur on my back or the other dogs back goes up, we walk again until we're both comfortable. Once intros are done, we go inside and leashes stay on until mom is confident we're both calmed down and used to each other. Sometimes, new fosters are so exhausted from clinic or their transport, they don't want to be bothered with me, so mom lets them sleep it off in the crate, and we try intros again after everyone has calmed down and gotten used to scents. That's how we corrected my issues with other dogs.

Now I play in big groups, daycare, big dudes, small dudes, and all the ladies.

WOW! Who's still reading this???

Tomorrow I'll answer all the personal questions some of you asked ;-) You don't want to miss that!

Does anyone have any new questions? If anyone missed last weeks opportunity, feel free to ask now!

Wordless Wednesday

2012-01-25T07:04:00.000-08:00

Introducing... Hint #3?

2012-01-24T04:19:00.000-08:00

Corbin wanted to give you another hint before I could have my own blog post to say hello, but I told him it would be pretty mean to make you wait even longer to meet me. There is no hint number 3, so without further a-do...

Hi, my name is Lexie and I'm Corbin's new foster sister.

I know some of you were hoping all 5 of my adorable puppies in hint #1 were Corbin's new fosters, but they were all adopted last weekend! I'm so happy all of my beautiful puppies found wonderful new homes. You see... when I was pregnant, some mean people chained me to a tree in Kentucky, I had my 8 puppies and did my best to take care of them... by the time rescue came for us, 3 of my puppies had suffocated in the mud that we were surrounded in. They had ventured away from the length of my chain and I was beside myself that couldn't reach them. I was very sad, but happy to know the rest of my puppies and I were safe. They were about 3 weeks old when we were rescued.

5 weeks after our rescue, I was told my puppies were going to New York to find some great homes. I still have milk left from feeding my babies, so I couldn't get spayed in time to go. If I stayed at the shelter, there were more chances for me to get sick... or even worse, not make it out alive.

Momma lady couldn't stand the thought of that... so Friday afternoon the nice shelter lady told me how great I did keeping my puppies alive and raising them and that she was very proud of me and that I'd find a great place to live in New York. I was very excited and I loved hearing what a great job I did with my puppies. I jumped in the van and was ready for my journey to a new life for me and my puppies.

It was a long ride and I wondered if I we were ever going to make it. But we did and I was greeted by some wonderful volunteers at Homeward Bound. I watched my puppies get microchips so they would always find their way home if they ever got lost. I saw super nice people come back to meet them, and then I said goodbye as they went on to their furever homes. I wished them luck and told them I'd always love them and to enjoy every snuggly second they got with their humans.

I wondered where I would go... was nice shelter lady right? Would I have a home? Or would I go back in a cage? Or tied to another tree? Well... I knew the answer as soon as I saw Momma Lady. She was busy doing stuff at the front of the rescue, but I kept my eye on her, because I knew she was mine. She finally came over and introduced herself... I snuggled right up to her, I knew I was safe. She told me I would be going to her home and that she would love me forever and eventually, I'd find my perfect home. So I went home with her when the adoption clinic was over.

Not to rain on my parade, but they had 13 dogs adopted on Saturday! Including Corbin's last foster furiend, James.

Anyway, back to me. So I got into Momma Lady's car and off we went. She told me that Daddy Dude wasn't home, so she'd have to leave me in the kitchen while she got Corbin. I thought to myself... what the heck is a Corbin?

That picture pretty much says it all.... I sure found out what a Corbin was! It was a big, paw flailing, brown Moose.

So, this is a Corbin, huh? Momma lady swore he was a dog, but I'm telling YOU... he's a Moose. And, if any of you were wondering... Yes, Corbin is a boob man.

"Ok, ~~Moose~~ Corbin... I think you've starred at them enough."

The first day was a little scary for me... I didn't want to let Momma Lady out of my sight because I was afraid she wouldn't come back. But she gave me some wonderful snuggles on the couch and kept Corbin away from my TaTas. She would often turn to look at me just to find out I had been staring at her... I couldn't help it, I was just so thankful I had a couch to lay on. And when it came time for bed... I made it pretty clear that I was not going to sleep a wink, or let her or Daddy Dude sleep a wink if I had to stay in my crate. So finally Momma Lady brought me in the bed room and tried to make me sleep on a bed on the floor... It took about 3 hours, but I finally wore her down by 4am and she let me sleep in the bed right next to her.

Corbin let me in on his favorite pass time... the window! I don't find it as interesting as he does, but it's a cool way to see the going ons of my new home.

He's also helping me learn a few things... like Momma Lady doesn't need to be in view 24/7, she's not going anywhere. I even spent part of Sunday and Monday night sleeping on the couch with him. He is also helping me learn that food comes every day twice a day with treats in between. At first, he came over to check out what Momma Lady gave me to eat and I told him to GO AWAY! But, he was right... and this morning I let him take a little piece of my food that fell out of my bowl.
He gives me kisses and keeps telling me that life only gets better from here. I sure do hope he's right.

Thanks for listening to my story. I'll be hanging out with Corbin, Momma Lady and Daddy Dude for a while because they need to make sure I can't have any more babies before I can get adopted. Maybe by the time I'm ready to go to a new home, I'll have convinced Momma Lady that this should be my home... it sure is nice and cozy here.

Oh and Corbin would like me to say:
"OMDDDDDDDD THE GIANTS ARE GOING TO THE SUPERBOWL!!!!!!!!!!"

Bye!
Lexie.

Hint #2

2012-01-23T05:24:00.000-08:00

Now, if you missed hint number 1, check it out here. This is hint number two.

Can you guess what my news is???

Jamesy: Adopted!

2012-01-21T21:56:00.000-08:00

Jamesy left today for his new family. He sure was silly and fun to play with. Not sure if mom will miss his "relocation" of her slippers, but I know she'll miss his floppy tail and upside down "look." He was a great guy, even if he was a foster brother! Hope he enjoys his new life!!! C-ya later James!!!

AND!!!

Guess what!

Here's a little hint and something to make you squeeeeeeeeeel over.

Cute, huh?

Just wait until you hear my news!

PS. If you have a question about our fostering or a question about me... or you'd like to tell me how handsome I am, please ask or tell on our post from Friday! We'll answer them next week!

Whatcha Thinkin' About?

2012-01-20T05:41:00.000-08:00

You've got questions? Well... I've got answers.

I know some of you have asked questions about us fostering and I probably haven't answered them, so please, ask again! I will answer them next week. You can ask my mom questions too, and I'll even let her answer for herself.

Or do you have questions about me? How do I stay so studly 24/7/365? How do I feel about having new foster siblings? What do I eat for breakfast? Boxers or briefs? Anything... ask away!

You can comment here with your question or email me at

OhCuteCorbin(at)Gmail(dot)com.

Well, now that I pawed all of this, I'm wondering if anyone will ask anything...

I guess if you don't have a question to ask, you can just leave a comment about how good looking I am.

Or you can do both.

Meet Jamesy

2012-01-19T02:49:00.000-08:00

So... I've been super excited and super waiting for my new foster. I knew one was coming, but I sure didn't know what I was in for.

Mom brought home a DUDE.

Here he is giving you a glimpse of his dude parts to prove he's a dude.

So anyway... this here, is Mr. Jamesy.

He's a pretty cool guy and already won over the hearts of a potential family. You see... Mr. Jamesy came in on Saturday all the way from Kentucky and he wasn't feeling so hot after the long car ride, so he slept through the WHOLE adoption clinic. Mom wanted to take him home to make sure he wasn't sick and was just tired from his long ride.

Mom.... can you bring him back and get me a foster SISTER please?

James slept most of Saturday and wouldn't eat anything - even cheese!!! But around 10pm he was interested in treats, so mom gave him a little bit of food, which he kept down over night. Then, all bets were off... this guy just needed a good nights sleep! So we played.

Hey dude... can you handle playing with me?

This is about .87 seconds before I jumped over him.

Bwaaaaaa I jump over your headddddd

We had quite a bit of fun

What is with your Southern dogs and rolling in the snow???

I'll never understand...

He really liked playing in the snow.

INCOMING!!!!

So, I guess he's a pretty cool guy...

I just hope he gets adopted super quick so I can get a new lady furiend. Until then, we'll play.

Wordless Wednesday: Number Eighteen

2012-01-18T05:48:00.000-08:00

More about #18 tomorrow!

Also! Check out the Mango Minister blog to see me take part in the Pre-Contest Adventure!

I have a dream...

2012-01-16T10:04:00.000-08:00

I have a dream to one day live in a nation where I will not be judged by my appearance, but by the content of my character.

Sleepy time

2012-01-12T05:45:00.000-08:00

Mom and Dad are off to work. I delcare a Corbin Snow Day.

Wordless Wednesday: Still waiting on #18

2012-01-11T05:47:00.000-08:00

Brookie Lynn: Adopted.

2012-01-10T08:00:00.000-08:00

Ok, Brookie... time for you to go to your new home.

I know it might be scary...

And that you were really comfy here...

But I know you'll be happy in your own home, with your own yard
and a wonderful human to love you.

We miss you already. You are a terrific gal, I wish you could have stayed!

Waitin' on #18.

Follow-up Friday... The Mango Minster 2012

2012-01-06T08:46:00.000-08:00

Ok, so on Tuesday I posted my entery for the Mango Minster 2012 in the Cracker Dog category. Now, my third qualification was that I dig gigantic holes in my couch, but I didn't have any photo evidence because my mom would not take pictures of the holes. However, a lot of you wanted to see my work.

So, while mom and dad were out of the house, I recruited Brookie to help, and I took pictures myself. Now. Let's start with a photo of our couch BEFORE I decided it was a great place for holes.

(that says NO HOLE UNDER MY BUTT)

Now..... what my couch looks like NOW!

See that hole sneaking on the right side??? Yep.

Bone fits perfectly.

Chew n' Stash.

Somethin' look funny to you? Looks perfect to me.
*Note, dark spot on left is a blanket, not a deep dark hole of doom.

See the cushion on the left? There's supposed to be one on the right.
NOT ANY MORE!

Another sneaky hole

This is some more of my work.

Now, before we had the sectional piece,
we had this love seat and a similar couch.
Looks normal, right?

BUT WAIT!

Move those cushions, and what do you find?
a MINI hiding spot!

And the mega momma of all holes!

Hey, Brookie... I might have left a bone in here!

Ah, I love admiring my work.

Want to know the funny thing??? When mom and dad were out and Brookie and I took these pictures... can you guess where they were???

SHOPPING FOR A NEW COUCH! But, they said I won't get my NEW couch for another month. I can't wait to make more holes!

Oh, and if you're looking for a professional couch hole maker -for any reason, foodable hide-a-spots, hole for perfect butt comfort, area to put annoying foster sisters... YOU NAME IT! I'm your man. So just call 1-888-GOT CORBIN. Estimates are free, by appointment only.

Wordless Wednesday: Brookie Lynn

2012-01-04T07:25:00.000-08:00

PS. I'm going to steal mom's camera and get some pictures of my couch holes...

I. Am. Cracker Dog.

2012-01-03T07:05:00.000-08:00

I, Corbin Monkey W (this is my full name, so you know I mean business), am a cracker dog.

This is my entry into Mango's Mango Minister 2012! Check out all the fun here! I missed out last year, so I'm super excited to get my entery in QUICK!

My first Qualification... Although I am an American Mutt, part of my Muttiness is an American Pitbull Terrier - and being part terrier means I'm qualifed to be a cracker dog.

My Second Qualification... I do zoomies for LOTS of reasons. These reasons might be qualified as "no apparent reasons" to others, but running zoomies through the house because my stuffie tried to bite my face... now THAT is a reason to me. Running crazy zoomies through the yard because the grass tickeled my... well, my you know... THAT is a reason to me! Doing insane house zoomies because a doggie on the TV barked something funny... now THAT is a reason to me! Doing super fast and forceful zommies through the house because mom and dad are sleeping... now THAT is surely a reason to me!

I'm the darker one... who looks like he's in fast forward about 45 seconds into the video.

Emmtt is the poor soul on the other end of my craziness.

My Third Qualification.... I dig gigantic holes just for the fun of it... and to hide foodables. Well, now. I don't dig those holes outside... instead, I dig them INSIDE! I make holes in the couch so I can lay more comfortably. I make holes in the top of the couch so I can be at a better level to look out the window. I make holes in the seats of the couch so I can hide my foodables in there until a more appropiate time to devour their delishiousness. And, here is my reason why. IF large holes are dug outside.. they may interfer with my zoomies and play time. IF large holes are dug outside... if I hid my foodables in there, I will not be able to retrieve them whenever I wish because the momma would have to let me outside to get them. IF large holes are dug outside, that would be time wasted from outside zoomies. So, I dig my holes inside.

(Mom refuses to take pictures of the holes in the couch...)

My Forth Qualification... I shred stuffies, paper, boxes, peanut butter jars, ice cube trays, zucchinni's and anything else my mouth can reach. I also chew tables, couches, money, toilet tissue, moms slippers and my crate.

My Fifth Qualification... I most definitely find it necessary to fling myself at the door while yapping my head off whenever someone comes to visit. I mean... if you're coming to MY house, obviously you came for kisses and hugs from yours truly. Plus, if you're an intruder that is not welcome... well then, no kisses for you. But you better be scared of my BARK!

My Sixth Qualification... My legs are most definitely spring loaded, allowing me to poke my snooter into human eye sockets, noses, mouths, etc, even when the that said human is standing up right. Now, they are most definitely just as excited to see me. And they shove their hands all over my coat, so I have the right to shove my nose in their face. For this qualification, I do not have pictorial evidence. However, I have recruited some of my previous nose shoving ~~victiums~~ stars who would like to give their testominal to my case.

*Please note, names have been changed for the safety of my loyal fan club.

Case 1: Ms. Schmooter. I had just arrived at Corbin's grandpaw Jack's house and was grabbing myself a bite to eat when Corbin came upstairs. He instantly went cracker and ran around the upstairs of the house. When he finally slowed down to let me pet him, I was remarking on what a handsome boy he was when he suddenly jumped in the air and shoved his nose right into mine! I was stunned for a bit, but after further examination, there would be no long term bruising or breaks.

Case 2: Grandma Tutula. I had just arrived at Corbin's house to take his parents out to dinner. Corbin immedietly came running to the door as I walked in and threw his body at me, paws flying everywhere. His nose went right into my eye socket, leaving my vision a little blurry for a few minutes.

Case 3: Grandma Loverly. Corbin had just arrived at our house and was enjoying himself while running cracker in our yard. Our of the corner of my eye, I see him running towards me, full speed. About 3 or 4 feet away from me, Corbin leaps into the air and comes flying at me... nose headed directly for my mouth... and that is infact where it ended up. There was a little bleeding from where my tooth cut my lip from the inpact of his mouth. However, there were no longterm injuries and no hurt feelings. Corbin just loves to give kisses, anyway, anyhow and anywhere.

My Seventh Qualification. I go CRAZY at the mention of a tennis ball. And for good measure, also a baseball, soccer ball, football, basketball, squeeky ball, soft ball, lacross ball or hockey puck. Although cracker for my array of balls, I do behave rather nicely waiting for the dad to throw it. I know if I go cracker on him while he has the ball, he will put our game of fetch to a halt. So I wait until he throws the ball to go all cracker on it. Sometimes I make flying leaps in the air to catch it, sometimes I catch it shortly after it leaves dads hands, and sometimes I make sliding catches for the ball. It's been rumered that the officals in MLB are thinking about scouting my extreme abilities.

Since I've provided you with my 7 Qualifying qualities... I will now present you with some other antics that make me a crazy cracker dog.

Not only do I do zoomies on land, but I do them in water too!

And by car!

And then, to relax and get less crackerish... I like to enjoy a ice cold keystone.

And because being cracker all the time is quite exhausting... I like to sleep in strange positions that only cracker dogs sleep in.

And sometimes the momma likes to pretnd she's locked my cracker butt up! BOL!

Former Foster Sister Friday...

2011-12-30T07:08:00.000-08:00

Ok... so I've been holding back on some news regarding one of my former foster sisters.

Well, if you are new to the blog or don't remember Oreo... Here's a quick recap. Oreo was a local owner surrender that we took in earlier this year, March 27th to be exact. Oreo had some anxiety issues when she first came to us... she was super missing her family and always paced and whined and stared out the window waiting for them to come back. Mom had a behaviorist come over and help her and dad to work with Oreo because they weren't really sure what to do to help her. Ms. Nancy, the behaviorist, gave them some really great tips ~~and told them I was a crazy dog~~ and Oreo was so much better afterwards.

Mom and dad went on a mini vacation to Baltimore at the end of April and Oreo stayed with another foster family. She went to clinic that Saturday and a family decided they wanted to adopt her. Mom even took 10 minutes to talk to them on the phone to make sure they understood Oreo was not a perfect dog and that they would need to work with her and give her time to settle in. The guy assured mom they had difficult dogs before and they really liked Oreo and they would work with her. Heather and Charlie (the foster home she was staying at) also spend most of the adoption clinic talking to them about her. So, after hearing it all, they adopted her that Saturday. Sunday was Easter and mom and dad flew home that morning. Mom picked me up at Heather's and then got a phone call that the people decided they didn't want Oreo anymore. 24 hours. So, Mom met them and picked Oreo up and told them they should go to the mall and pick out a stuffed animal dog because that's all they should own. Hehehehe. But seriously, I was with mom and they watched mom walk away with me AND oreo walking nicely next to her side - they said she was terrible on a leash. Really? My Oreo????? We walked together with mom every morning. Anyway, enough about those dumdums.

So, Oreo got to come back and spend some more time with me, which was fine in my books. Then Oreo found a nice older couple who fell in love with her. Mom spend 2 hours on the home visit and went over everything again... they saw her anxiety in the house, they heard her bark, so they knew what they were getting into. They wanted to do a trial period - which the rescue usually doesn't do. Mom was pretty comfortable and confident with these people... ya know, that line "She's our dog now, we'll do everything we need to." Two weeks later, Oreo came back to me. She chased the rabbits in the back yard (duh... what else are we supposed to do with them?) and barked when people came to the door (really, people?). So, again... okay by me.

So Oreo and I spent some more time together... then she went to a big adoption event called Pet-A-Palooza. A woman and her daughter fell in love with Oreo. They were really nice and Oreo came from a family with a single mom and her little boy... so Oreo loved them right back. They decided to adopt Oreo, but later realized Oreo was a bit too strong for them and she got loose one day. They were afraid if they kept her and she got loose again, she might get hit by a car or something awful. So, they lady and her daughter had to say goodbye and give Oreo back. It was heartbreaking for everyone... but Oreo was back with me.

Then this man fell in love with her picture online and came in to see her. She reminded him of his last dog who was about her size and, according to him, had all the same issues. Mom again spent HOURS talking to this guy and making sure he understood her. Urged him to contact a behaviorist because that would help them. He agreed and off Oreo went.

A month later, he claimed Oreo gave him a heart attack and what a horrible dog she was and it was an unlivable situation. Well, idiot, why didn't you call the behaviorist like we told you to do? The rescue would have covered the cost. Nope, this guy knew EVERYTHING there was to know about dog training and THIS dog (Oreo... couldn't even be called by her name) was untrainable. Right. Ya know, because she didn't live in our home like a normal dog. Maybe you're the untrainable one, jerk.

So, back Oreo came... but this time, I had Mia as my foster sister because she was returned after living in her home for 3+ months. Mom was working on some issues that had gotten worse while she was off being ignored in her home, so we couldn't take Oreo back. Oreo went to live with Heather and Emmett, where I think she was happier because sometimes I'd try to put her head in my mouth, and she might not have liked that all too much. Mia was high energy and we played a lot together. Oreo was lower energy and enjoyed lounging on the couch with Emmett.

Oreo stayed with Emmett and Heather for a while... waiting for the right family to come along. There were a few interested in her, but many scattered off after learning her issues. Finally, November 19th, a beautiful family with 2 young kids came in and fell in love with her. They were going out of town for Thanksgiving, so they were going to contact Heather when the got back into town. Mom and Heather had heard this before, so they didn't get their hopes too high, but this was a really great family, so they were praying they followed through.

They did. And Oreo went to stay with them on November 29th. There have been a few bumps along the way, but they have worked with her and will continue to do so. I've waited in telling everyone because I fear another failure for Oreo. But, this one seems to be perfect for her. She has another dog to play with and kids to love and a big yard to run around in. They said it took her a while to get used to the noises of the house, but she's finally settled in and doesn't bark at the little noises.

Oreo is finally in her furever furever home... Please cross your paws and prey this is really furever! Oreo will always have that special place in our hearts...

You can read more about Oreo's adoptions and returns and how we dealt with them HERE in a blog post I let Mom do in July. It wasn't easy and a very emotional time for my Mom.

Let me show you my LOOT!

2011-12-29T07:39:00.000-08:00

Santa called, he said I was a good boy.
Fork over the presents.

Yep, that's the stuff.

I KNEW I was a good boy. All of this is for ME!
Ok, and some for Brookie too.

Mom & dad got me a new holiday collar from our friends at Sirius Republic!
I think it makes me look extra handsome for Christmas.

What the heck is up with my ear?

Oops... I guess the candy canes on the collar aren't for eatin'.

And LOOK at my new tag! It says my name and momma's phone number.
Incase I ever get lost. This is also from the great Sirius Republic.

What did you say mom?
That's not all???

If you turn my tag around, look what the back says!
Foster Brother Extraordinaire!
THAT'S ME!
This was a gift for my Gotcha day :-) Thanks M&D!

This is the rest of my stuff that I get to share with Brookie
while she's still with us.

Brookie??? Are you still with us???
She runs to her crate when the camera comes out, but she's still here!

I'll take one of these, thank you!

I also got a bungie lizzard!

3 new squeekie tennis balls!

A 16 squeeker alligator!
Most of the squeekers are gone already...

I also gots a Jolly Ball, but after I opened it, momma quickly said "that's an OUTSIDE toy!" I got 6 days of doggie daycare! Lots of treats! A rope ball that seemed to have disappeared.... More treats! A frisbee toy that I have't had a chance to ~~destroy~~ play with yet! A rope toy for the lake next summer! And more treats!

I got to see my girls on the big day!

We played with the ribbons

We're pretty festive!

Then I got to spend the day at Grandma Lynda and Grandpaw Dave's!
With Uncle Harley and my Greta!

Grandma Lynda snuck us some Christmas cookies!
Shhh, don't tell my mom.

I'm sleepy just thinking about my busy day with all my toys and goodies!

Hope you all had a wonderful holiday too!

Wordless Wednesday: What the.....

2011-12-28T06:42:00.000-08:00

Merry Christmas!

2011-12-25T12:27:00.000-08:00

Wishing all of my friends a very Merry Christmas! I hope your holiday is filled with family, friends and yummy food! I can't wait to tell you all about my day... starting with presents from Santa Paws with Brookie, mom & dad, presents with Grandma Nancy, Grandpaw Jack, Bethany and Avery, spending the day with Grandma Lynda, Grandpaw Dave, Harley and Greta, and getting presents from Grandma Laura and Uncle George! What could be better?!

Enjoy! Hope Santa Paws treated you well :-)

Thoughtful Thursday: A poem

2011-12-22T04:56:00.000-08:00

A Poem for Foster Mom's and Dad's

There I sat, alone and afraid. You got a call and came right to my aid.

Tessa

You bundled me up with blankets and love. And, when I needed it most, you gave me a hug.

Bethany

I learned that the world was not all that scary and cold. That sometimes there is someone to have and to hold.

Gracie

You taught me what love is, you helped me to mend. You loved me and healed me and became my first friend.

Cranberry

And just when I thought you'd done all you could do, There came along not one new lesson, but two.

Fancy

First you said, "Sweetheart, you're ready to go. I've done all I can, and you've learned all I know."

Patches

Then you bundled me up with a blanket and kiss. Along came a new family, they even have kids!

Donnie

They took me to their home, forever to stay. At first I thought you sent me away.

Duchess

Then that second lesson became perfectly clear. No matter how far, you will always be near.

Bethany and Avery

And so, Foster Mom and Dad, you know I've moved on. I have a new home, with toys and a lawn.

Belle

But I'll never forget what I learned that first day. You never really give your fosters away.

Oreo

You gave me these thoughts to remember you by. We may never meet again, and now I know why.

Mia

You'll remember I lived with you for a time. I may not be yours, but you'll always be mine.

Hannah

I didn't write this, neither did my mom. We don't really know who did, but we loved it and thought we'd share. Remember all those without homes this Holiday Season... Do what you can to help: Foster, Volunteer, Donate, Adopt.

Thanks to everyone who opens their home to foster dogs... and to those who adopt... may you celebrate the lives you've saved!

Somebody snitched on me

2011-12-21T04:28:00.000-08:00

I stepped all over Mommy's head,

Somebody snitched on me.

Destroyed all the pieces of my dog bed,

Somebody snitched on me.

Got lots of mud on the kitchen floor

Somebody snitched on me.

I chewed my KONG until it tore,

Somebody snitched on me…

I’m getting nothing for Christmas,

Sandy Paws thinks I’ve been bad.

I’m getting nothing for Christmas,

And this makes me very sad.

I played the bitey on foster sister,

Somebody snitched on me.

I let a growl out at next door Mister

Somebody snitched on me.

I knocked over Mommy’s plants,

Went in the bedroom and ate her pants,

Dug up the yard to find some ants,

Somebody snitched on me.

I’m getting nothing for Christmas

Sandy Paws thinks I’ve been bad.

I’m getting nothing for Christmas,

And this makes me very sad.

So next year I’ll be good, whatever I do,

Because if I’m not, my toys will be few,

Sandy Paws won’t even bring me two!

And, again, I’ll get nothing for Christmas!

730 Days of Corbin

2011-12-20T02:06:00.000-08:00

Well, techanically 731 days of Corbin. You see... Yesterday was the day when, two years ago, mom swore to my dad she wasn't coming home with a dog and just going to the adoption clinic to get some information...

What happend 30 minutes later? I met my dad, who was "just" my foster dad at that point. Anywho... this is the day I met my family two years ago, whether they knew they were my forever family or not... this is it, this is the day they let me into their home and into their hearts... and I never left. Now, I have another Momma-Finally-Signed-the-Adoption-Paperwork-GotchaDay, but that's in February, and it's totally fine with me to celebrate then, too.

But, today... Raise your glasses and toast to me, Corbin! And Part II: Day 367-731 of my wonderful life! For Part I: Day 1-366, click HERE!

I remained as handsome as ever.

I taught Bethany that the world wasn't scary and we could play!

And foster sister Fancy how great the couch was!

I had some great play times with great furiends!

Brought the High Life to some great parties.

I fell in love with an unedible hot dog, who my Grandma Lynda
gave a great forever home to!

I became a Canine Good Citizen.
Corbin, CGC.

I helped Ms. Peggy promote her awesome book,
Dieting with my Dog!

I helped Foster Sister Canberra get ready for her foster home.
And brought the beautiful Avery over to be reuinited with her sister, Bethany.

I taught Oreo a lot about life and love... and how to be trusting
even when so many give you reasons not to trust.

Enjoyed some great days at the lake.

I put up with lots of nibbles from tiny puppy Patches

Survived Hurricane Irene with Mia

Represented my Rescue at Bark at the Park!

Went on some adventures with Emmett

And made some great memories with my mom and dad!

I'm thankful every day, even the days when I chew my bed, for my second chance at life. I'm thankful for my parents who welcomed an unknown pit bull type dog into their home, not knowing much about the breed themselves. I'm thankful they've helped me learn and become an advocate for my breed. I'm thankful my mom allows me to have a blog so I can share my wonderful stories with the world. And most importantly, I'm thankful that my family allows me to foster and that I play a part in helping homeless pets find their home.

And, I'm thankful for all of YOU who read my blog and support me!

Cheers to another 365 days!

Thinking of our friends

2011-12-19T07:19:00.000-08:00

We heard the news on Friday... as I'm sure most of you have heard by now. Our friend Sandra lost her home and part of her beautiful pack in an awful electrical fire. Momma can't stop crying every time she thinks of it or reads more about it. I'm pretty sure this is everyone's worst fear.

If you haven't already, please stop over to their blog and lend your support... We can't imagie the pain and horror Sandra and her family are going through... We think about them and pray for them all day. We hope they find strength to get through this. We'll never understand why horrible things happen to wonderful people.

Please go to the chip-in page created to help... I know money is tight for everyone during the holidays, but if we all give a little, it will help a lot.

Wordless Wednesday: Naught List?

2011-12-14T06:04:00.001-08:00

Does this put me on the naughty list?

Ut - oh!

2011-12-13T06:26:00.000-08:00

I must have been sleep blogging when I posted those pictures yesterday!

I'm still a big macho manly dog.

Please disregard yesterday's post!

How embarrassing...

I never snuggle with other 4-leggers!!!

Oh, man....

Snuggley Monday with Foster Sister Brookie

2011-12-12T06:46:00.000-08:00

And then there wassssss.......

2011-12-08T07:55:00.000-08:00

SNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And, wouldn't ya know... mom's camera battery was dead. Good job, mom. What the heck do I pay you for, anyway??? So I told her to go get the other camera, because we do have two. And, guess what? Another dead battery. Stupid Mom.

So these are taken from her phone so they're crappy.

Heck no, lady... you let me back inside right this instant.

Come onnnnnnn, Brookie. It's FUN!

See, not so bad! Nowwwww... RUN!

See! It's FUN!
hehehe I rhymed.

Brookie... that looks cold.

What the heck are you doing?

Oh, Geez... she's gone crazy. Who rolls in snow?

Snow is made for snowzummies!!!!

I can't watch.

GET UP AND DO THE ZUMMIES!!!!

WAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Come and GET ME!

Nener Nener Nener!!!!!

What, mom? I'm sorry... did you say something?

~~Corbin Come~~ Forman, Dumb??? Hm, not sure what that means...

Ain't no such thing as havin' too much fun!

I think I wore her out...

One more zumzum around!

WHEELIE!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok, I guess I'll come in...

Will this stuff be here when you get home from work???

Also! Lookin' for some last minute Holiday gift ideas??? Homeward Bound is having an online auction. Some awesome stuff is up for grabs, including some things you don't need to be in my area to enjoy! Road Dogs Mom donated one of her beautiful Peace, Love, Dog necklaces! Please check it out HERE and bid on something, anything that you like!!!!

Wordless Wednesday

2011-12-07T08:02:00.000-08:00

She's learning.

Meet Brookie

2011-12-06T08:16:00.000-08:00

She's my new foster sister.

She really didn't like me at first, this was Sunday.

She gave me a booboo on my nose. Who wants to kiss it to make it better?

Momma beat everyone to it, but I can use some more smooches!

She was just scared... took her a day or so to adjust to the transport and being in a new place with new people and a Corbin. I was pretty bent out of shape though...

See? I told momma... just give her a few days and she'll come around...

This was us this morning.

Everybody loves the Corbin.

Guess who!

2011-12-01T05:50:00.000-08:00

You were all right!

The mailman comes every day, but that's not who I was super excited for.

Sandy Paws sure is on his way! But like Shawnee said... I'd be waiting a while!

A few foster sister is definitely in the works! But, that's not who's here...

Bethany and Avery are visiting until Sunday!!!!

Playtime overload!

Later!

Wordless Wednesday

2011-11-30T08:45:00.001-08:00

Guess who's coming!

Black Bear in my house!

2011-11-29T01:27:00.000-08:00

Dude, this past weekend there was a black bear in my house... IN MY HOUSE!

See!!!! IT'S HUGE!

Mom kept telling me that it wasn't a black bear... and that it was in fact a Bernoodle (Bernese Mountain Dog/Poodle) and his name was Yukon. Now... I know my mom can be a little crazy, but I think this time she went over the deep end... that's definitely a black bear.

BUT... I'm trying to stay on Santa's nice list... so I entertained the big guy. This isn't a foster dude, he's one of mom's pet sitting pups. She brought him over for some play time while she had him.

Mom...he's looking at me like he wants to eat me.
That's what black bears do... they eat Corbins.

Dude, you can eat me... but you'll never get my ball.

In all seriousness... we did get along really well and it was fun to have someone to play with since I haven't had a foster sister since Halloween when HannahBrindleBrat was here! And, btw, her new name is Ruby and she's attending the same doggie day care that I will be going to! So hopefully I get to play with her some more in the future.

AND!!! I wanted to update everyone on the other two dogs I featured during Mayzie's Adopt Me Week! Max was adopted!!!!!!! Everyone at the rescue was so happy... Max had been through so much and really deserved a great home, and boy did he get one! And also, my buddy Levi over at Two Pitties in the City was also adopted! So, it's official... all 4 dogs that I posted about were adopted!!!! YAY!

I sure do hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving!!! We sure did... we have a lot to be Thankful for and mom was so happy to be surrounded by all of her family! I was thankful for the left overs ;-)

Wordless Wednesday: Turkey

2011-11-23T05:52:00.001-08:00

I got all the Turkey Stuffing, Mom!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!

V-E-T

2011-11-18T06:20:00.000-08:00

So... Last night I had to go visit Mr. Dr. Mike, DMV. Just my yearly check up and I had to get a shot. ICK.

Please... I don't want to be here!

But Mr. Dr. Mike, DMV said I look great! And I'm very handsome - I made sure he noted that one in my chart. That's very important information.

Mom talked to him about my tail... I split it open sometimes when I get super happy and wag it really hard... Mr. Dr. Mike, DMV said he might have to chop it off some day. EEEKKK!! I swear, Mom.... I won't wag it hard ever again!

Poor, poor pittyful me.

Wordless Wednesday

2011-11-16T05:49:00.001-08:00

Anyone up for a snuggle?

Good news!

2011-11-15T07:23:00.000-08:00

Well, I'm not the good news, but I thought you needed a refresher picture of me, because I don't want you forgetting what I look like!

BUT!

Here's the good news. So, last week I participated in Mayzie's Rescue Me week! Well, 4 days, because I forgot on Monday. BUT! Out of the 4 dogs I posted about, TWO of them were adopted!

JayJay found is most perfect forever home with a wonderful family and a young boy to play with!

And Godiva-Pretty-Eyes went to a wonderful young couple where she'll get lots of love, attention and exercise!

Max is still looking for his forever home, and Levi had an AMAZING show of support from accoss the country for his SuperHero walk! Check it out over at Two Pitties in the City!

A BIG thank you to Mayzie for coming up with this wonderful idea to showcase so many homeless dogs! I hope a ton of other dogs had the great success that Godiva and JayJay had!

Rescue Me Week: Levi

2011-11-11T01:33:00.000-08:00

So this is my fourth day taking part in Mayzie's Rescue Me Week! Today, I'm going to tell you about an adoptable furiend near and dear to my heart! He is being fostered by my very good bloggin' buddies, Mr. B and Ms. M and their parents A & E who write the wonderful blog Two Pitties in the City. If you don't know them, you definitely need to check them out!

Mr. B, Levi & Ms. M

Levi was taken in as a stray found on the streets of Chicago by New Leash on Life Animal Rescue. This is the rescue Ms. M was rescued from. Since taking Levi in as a foster, Mr. B and Ms. M have noticed that Levi just might have been raised by Super Hero's.

Shhhh it's a secret!

He may have tried to keep it a secret, but it sure didn't take long for Levi to Super Fly into the hearts of all the blog readers! With his handsome good looks and all the wonderful maners Ms. M is teaching him, it's a shock that Levi hasn't been scooped up yet! And trust me... I've heard my momma mudder some words under her breath about wanting to take that adorable adoptable pitty face home!

He is a super hero after all!

A & E found out that Levi has a congenital eye condition that will effect his vision in the future. They are doing a whole bunch of fun things over on their blog to raise money for the surgery Levi needs so that he won't lose any of his eye site. We will also be joining the virtual walk for Levi on November 12 at 9am, but mom didn't buy us shirts in time... We're still walking for you Levi!!!

Now, here's a SuperLevi cool part! Two Pitties in the City are also having a bunch of raffle items! One is the GoPro Camera that Mr. B uses to document his life. I totally saved up my kibble money and bought a raffle ticket for that!!!! They're also raffling off the dog Backpack that the pooches on their walks, a ruffwear coat -modeled by Mr. B and Ms. M, and beautiful hand made sweaters made by our friends over at Our Waldo Bungie. Now, what's even cooler is with every raffle you buy, you're ALSO entered for an amazing collar from Sirius Republic (where I have 2 for myself, a matching leash and a foster sister "Adopt Me" collar!), a Silly Buddy Bowtie, and a delicious doggie care package! Who could ask for more??? Click HERE to see all of the cool stuff and how to enter!

GO TEAM LEVI!!!!!!!

Rescue Me Week: Max

2011-11-10T11:32:00.000-08:00

So I'm in my third day of Mayzie's Rescue Me week because I missed out on the first day. So, without further adooooooooo, let me introduce you to Max.

Now, I told you all about Max back in September here. Max came to Homeward Bound very sick... so he was taken to the vet and diagnosed with Parvo. Max is 2 years old and didn't respond to the treatments... after about 2 weeks, Max finally turned around and started getting better. They call Max the $7,000 dog because that's how much his vet bills were when all was said in done! Most rescues would have given up on him, but we faught as hard as he did! All you needed was one look into his soulful brown eyes, and you know you had to help him.

Max has been healthy and adoptable for well over a month now, but he still hasn't found his perfect furever home. He's a happy guy who loves tennis balls! He's good for his walks and great with other dogs. Max gets really excited at the adoption clinics and doesn't paint the picture of how he normally is at home! He's very special to everyone at Homeward Bound, so they're all patient waiting with him to find a great home that will love him and see into those soulful eyes just like they did! You can view Max's Petfinder page HERE.

Homeward Bound is still trying to raise some money. Along with Max's vet bill, another puppy, Willow (now known as Blue) also came down with Parvo and cost $3,000 and a lab mix, Duke, came in with elbow displasia that needed surgery costing $3,500.... all within a 3 month period! There is a chip-in page HERE if you're able to help out any! I know some of you have already donated, and for that, the dogs are furever grateful!

Homeward Bound is also doing an online auction to run from December 9-December 19! Some cool things on there and a few things that you can bid on without living near me! Check it out and see if there's anything you'd be interested in bidding on! You can see all of the stuff HERE.

Rescue Me Week: JayJay

2011-11-09T09:39:00.000-08:00

This is my second day joining my furiends Mayzie and her brother Ranger for their Rescue Week! Please check out Mayzie's blog to see all of the other great blogs participating too!

Today, I'll show you JayJay. Now, I don't know JayJay personally, but I'm sure he's heard of me.

"How you doin'?

JayJay is a Cattle Dog mix and he's about 1 year old. He's a super fun guy and loves to play. If you're a ball thrower, he's you dog! He gets along great with other dogs and is always up for some playtime. He's a sweet dude and has nice manors. He is house broken and crate trained. He's really looking for a perfect place to call his own, and with that face... how could you not take him home?

JayJay was found roaming the streets of Kentucky and was brought into the shelter. He was one of the lucky ones that made their way to Homeward Bound. Now he's in foster care and loving life... he just needs that special person or special family to share it with! I sure do hope JayJay finds a great home soon!

You can see JayJay's Petfinder add HERE.

Rescue Me Week: Godiva

2011-11-08T06:31:00.000-08:00

So, my good furiend Mayzie is doing a great thing, she's having a "Rescue Me" week! She's asking all of her furiends to post about an adoptable dog to raise awareness for homeless pets! Well, Mayzie... I think this is AWESOME! And what's even better? Mayzie is going to randomly pick FIVE furiends that blogged about adoptable dogs and donate $100 (ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS!!!!) to each of her FIVE furiends favorite rescues! Holy crap, this is great!

So, since I don't have a foster sister right now, I'm going to tell you about a few dogs this week that are in Homeward Bound's program.

First up? Godiva.

Now, Godiva will be coming to stay with me until she gets adopted -that is, if she's not adopted on Saturday! Check out this beautiful face!

Godiva was found outside of an Indian Reservation about 3 hours north of my home - almost into Canada! You see, inside the Reservation... there's little to no spay or neutering going on, which creates a lot of dogs roaming around. Once they wonder outside of the Reservation, they get scooped up by the Dog Napper... and he brings them to the shelter - once the shelter is full... they euthanize. *Warning, the next sentence is not very nice* Most of the time, the dogs just get shot in the head. So Homeward Bound works with a rescue up there called Precious Pups. Lisa, who runs Precious Pups, pulls as many dogs as she can and her and her husband keep them at their house until they can find rescue for them. Our rescue tries to take dogs from Lisa as often as possible, which is usually about once a month.

Godiva is a 10 month old chocolate lab mix and a joy to be around. She's a typical puppy with typical lab energy and loves to play. She gets along great with other dogs and loves every person she has the chance to meet.

I'm super excited for Godiva. I just know it won't take long for her beautiful face to find a wonderful forever home. It blows my mind that dogs this beautiful -and handsome for the dudes- are euthanized every day. I'm glad to be the middle person that helps them on their way to a great forever life. You can see Godiva's Petfinder page HERE.

Lord knows how appreciative I am that someone stepped up and invited me into their house so I could avoid that needle in that cold dark room... I'm so glad I get to share my second chance giving second chances to others. If you missed my post yesterday, please go check out the guest blog I did over at Love and a Six-Foot Leash. It's all about fostering, how much I enjoy it and why you should consider doing it also. They're doing more guest posts by blogs that foster, so make sure you keep checking out their blog!!!

Check me out!

2011-11-07T05:42:00.000-08:00

I'm not doing a typical "Corbin" post today because I'd like for you all to check out my furiends Love and a Six Foot Leash!!! They asked me and my mom to do a guest post for them while they move to Texas and we're on there today! So, please go over there and read all about our view on fostering!

I even let my mom do the talking! Hope she doesn't screw it up. So, stop reading here and CLICK!

Serious about being a foster brother.

Talk to me Thursday

2011-11-03T06:49:00.000-07:00

Go on... say what's on your mind.

Wordless Wednesday: Flying

2011-11-02T05:45:00.000-07:00

My form might not be as good as Mia's....

Mr. Tater...

2011-11-01T09:10:00.000-07:00

So... yesterday was a very sad day for my momma. You see... mom used to ride horses all the time and I know I introduced you to Kahlua last year, who is mom's favoritest horse ever. And when Kahlua got hurt and couldn't be riden anymore, mom kind of slacked off in the riding department, but still remained close with the horses owned by her friend Tamara. Although these horses are in no way my mom's horses, she loves them just the same.
Well, yesterday... Mr. Tater had to make his trip to the rainbow bridge... Tater was only 8 but had many years of colic issues and yesterday the colic monster wouldn't give up.

Mr. Tater was a retired racehorse and his dad was the famous Tiznow. He was loved by all who knew him and will be greatly missed. Run free in heaven, Mr. Tater. My mom loves you.

Also, I'd like to highlight a few things some of my furiends are doing for their communties....

It's my dear furiend, Roo's, birthday! He's going to donate $0.50 for every comment left on his blog for his birthday to the shelter he came from, The Humane Society of Sarasota County! Today is the last day - sorry I didn't make it in time to tell you yesterday, when he raised $32! So, swing over to Roo and wish him a Happy Birthday/Gotcha Day!!!

Happy Birthday Buddy!!!!!

My furiend Mayzie is honoring her Grampa J by hosting an "Adopt Me" week! She will be giving away $100 to the rescue of choice for FIVE of her furiends! Go over to her blog and check out all of the details. We sure can't wait to take part in this one!

A wonderful and generous thing, Mayzie!!!

And, last, but most certainly not least... LEVI! You see, my furiend Levi is a foster dog living with my furiends Mr. B and Ms. M from Two Pitties in the City. Levi was raised by Superhero's and just recently found out that he has a congential eye condition that will effect his vision in the near future if it's not corrected. So, Two Pitties in the City are raising money for Levi's surgery by having a bunch of great stuff up for raffle and a great t-shirt to show your support! Go check them out and do what you can to help Levi!!!

We support you, Levi!!!

Trick and Treat

2011-10-31T09:46:00.000-07:00

Happy Halloween everyone!!!

Spoooooooky!!!!!!

So, this weekend I got my own little Trick and Treat...

The trick? I had to stay home while mom and dad went on a fun adventure. What adventure, you ask?

THEY WENT TO THE GIANTS GAME!!!!
WITHOUT ME!

Now... with a trick like that, what treat could possibly make up for it?

I WAS PUT IN JAIL!!!!!

Hahaha, noooo just kidding.

I got to hang out with Oreo and Emmett!

AND we got snow!

So, I snuggled on the couch to keep warm...
And with a JETS blanekt just to stick it to mom and dad.

Plus, once I saw all that snow...
And yes, that's my dad up there

I wouldn't have minded being in a WARM jail!
Because mom and dad frooze their TAILS off!

But, they had fun and I had fun and the Giants won, so everyone wins, right? Well, except for the Dolphin's fans

This is my friend Mr. Jim before the game. He still had hope.

Even after the game, he still had hope because he'd like
for the Dolphins to get Mr. Luck!

Anyway.... I know a lot of you care very much for Miss. Oreo, as do I! So I want you all to know, she's living with Emmett while she waits for her forever home. We hope it comes soon, but we're waiting until we're 110% sure it's her real FOREVER home. She is enjoying life with Heather and Emmett... And Emmett says she likes him better than me because he's ~~not a big bully and he doesn't put her head in his mouth and he doesn't paw her in the face every few seconds to play~~ more handsome. So, still keep those paws crossed that the perfect family comes around for my O.

The dog formerly known as Corbin.

2011-10-27T04:56:00.000-07:00

Ok... so the title is a little dramatic. Nothing has happened to me, I'm A-OK.

Well, except that mom changed my name. She would like me to announce to everyone that I will now be answering to the name....

Harry Houdini.

I personally don't think it fits, but she said I don't get a say.

You see... When I was younger, I used to take my crate apart... while I was in it. I had a brief 2 week area of my life when I had some seperation anxiety. It was after I had lived with mom and dad for 3 months... and it left as quickly as it came. So, my parents reenforced my crate...

Well, a few months ago, mom came home and I greeted her at the door. My crate still latched and standing. She thought maybe she forgot to put me in it... so a few weeks ago, it happened again.

And last night? Yep... You guessed it. Waggin' at the door when dad showed up. No scratches, no missing hair... just POOF... and I'm out. My secret you ask? Well... a magician never reveals his secrets...

So I have a new name. Might take me a while to get used to it.

Note from mom: Corbin needs to be in a crate, otherwise he'll destroy the house just because he's bored. He'll go 2 weeks without touching anything, then we'll come home and a couch cushion will be in pieces, or he'll have found a zucchini on the counter and chomped on that or eaten an entire bag of Charlie Bears... he's destroyed ice cube trays and unopened mail... the list goes on. Also, he LOVES his crate... I can't stress that enough. We'll be home and looking for him and he's just chilling in his crate... and when it's time to leave for work in the morning, he's already in the crate before I can get a treat out of the jar. So I'm not sure if something spooks him and that's why he breaks free, or what. But thankfully, he hasn't hurt himself, thank God, and he really hasn't destroyed anything after getting out... except he unwrapped a birthday present one time.... he thinks all presents are for him. So we might try leaving him out of the crate again... but also not sure how that will work when we foster, because when a foster dog is in the crate and he's not, he runs up and down the hallway crying bloody murder. Oh, Corbin....

Wordless Wednesday: Dirt.

2011-10-26T05:39:00.000-07:00

Friday Adventure!

2011-10-25T05:33:00.000-07:00

So, I gave you a little hint on Friday of the fun I was about to have. Hannah and I went with Emmett to a costume contest hosted by Sloppy Kisses!

I looked charming in my Frog Prince costume.

And Hannah stunned the crowd in her Fairy Princess costume.

Emmett was a great tackler in his football outfit.

We each went up on stage

So the judges could have a look
(Emmett and Heather even matched!)

We waited eagerly for the results...

I'm sure you can see the disappointment in our faces...
Because we didn't win.

But we are winners anyway!!!!

Because we were super well behaved pit bulls.

Emmett got his belly rubbed by some strangers

And Hannah got a lot of love.
A lot of people couldn't believe she was up for adoption
bc she's so pretty, calm and well behaved.
They also couldn't believe she was a pit bull.

I told them not all rescue dogs are CooCoo for Coco puffs.
And most pit bulls are as friendly and loving as we are.
They had no clue.

That's my proud momma.

And I'm happy to say that Hannah won the biggest prize this weekend...
Her very own furever home!
I'll miss my little brindle brat.

I hope they have a couch for her...

I taught her how to use it well!

Heaven glows purple today...

2011-10-24T11:35:00.000-07:00

One of my dear furiends crossed the bridge this morning. Miss. Lilac lived a beautiful, long life and was an inspiration to us all. Please stop over to her blog Tales and Tails and show your support to her family...

We'll miss your love and grace, Lilac... rest peacefully in purple.

Update on Uncle Harley & more.

2011-10-21T09:09:00.000-07:00

Hi guys! I know you were all very concerned when I posted that my Uncle Harley had his first seizure at age 9 last week. Well, Grandma Lynda took him to his normal vet practice the day after his seizure and had a full blood work done. The results came back perfect and everything looked great. Mom read all of your comments and advice and relayed them to Grandma Lynda (she thinks me having a blog is a little kuku, crazy Grandma). She came to the decision not to do the MRI... even if it did show something, she has already made the decision not to go through with Chemo. The Road Dogs commented and mentioned they had past experiences with low calcium and low thyroid - this caught mom's eye because Uncle Harley has thyroid problems to begin with. So she told Grandma Lynda and she took Harley in last night to see his regular V-E-T Dr. Mr. Mike, DMV. He's also the Dr. Mr. Vet dude that I go see, unless it's an emergency... You see... Dr. Mr. Mike kind of owns the vet place... so he's kind of a big deal and only works a few days a week. Mom knows him through those big dogs with hoofs that people sit on.

Anyway. Dr. Mr. Mike agreed that they should test his thyroid agian next week to make sure that's okay. And he said that since Harley seems very much like his normal self, he's really thinking and hoping that this was a one time thing and it doesn't happen agian. So, I'll let you know when we hear the results!

So, me, mom, Grandma Lynda and Uncle Harley would like to thank everyone for their well wishes! We'll keep you updated on the pugster.

On another note... my beautiful Hannah will be adopted tomorrow morning. There was this super nice couple that spent a lot of time with her at clinic last weekend and even waited until the very end to make sure she didn't get adopted by anyone else. They were still upset over the loss of their previous dog earlier this year and were going out of town Saturday night, so they didn't want to make an impulse decision. Mom wasn't sure if she'd hear from them, because people tend to do that a lot, but she got a great feeling from them and really liked them. They emailed her on Tuesday to see how Hannah was adjusting and mom told them that she was falling in love with the little Brindle Brat. Ok, well, maybe mom didn't use those words. But she explained that every day Hannah gets more and more confidence... and let me tell you. Girl doesn't need any more at this point. She's like, Queen HBB (Hannah Brindle Brat). She likes to sit on me and find me where ever I'm laying down and lay directly on top of me. What? Girl... I like the ladies, but snuggling might show some signs of attachment, so I'm not a snuggler.

Corbin's couch spot.

Mom... she's on my spot.

Move over Brindle Brat.

She used to be afraid to be outside, and liked to hid under the deck

NOT ANYMORE!

But... I am totally going to miss my little Brindle Baby
Er... Brindle Brat.

BUT! She will not leave until I have just more more night of fun for her...... Stay tuned for our adventure next week! Here's a clue..............................

Wordless Wednesday: Foster Hannah

2011-10-19T07:48:00.000-07:00

Who, Who Who WHOWHO!

2011-10-18T08:06:00.000-07:00

So, who do you think is the doggie behind the owl???

Why, Miss. Hannah of course!!!!

Three people guessed correctly! When I posted yesterday and said she's coming out of her shell... man, I wasn't lying! She's a bouncing, leaping, playing machine! She's still a little timid with fast movements and loud noises, but she's learning that life really isn't all that bad!

Mom's a sucker about letting the foster dogs on the couch...
And yes, that's my nose in her hiney.

She's made herself quite at home.

I finally got her away from snuggling with my mom for some play time

Rawr Rawr Rawr Rawr

Don't let her fool you with those eyes... She loves my love nips.
((I'm not REALLY biting her... Yea, know... ever heard of bitey leg???))

Who's gonna make a move? You're going to make a move? I'll make a move...
Ready....??????

Bwahhhhhhh, I put your head in my mouthhhhhhh

THEN..... we snuggle.

Did I mention she thinks she owns the place?
Look at that Queen Hannah pose.

Who's not going to love that face?

Woah Woah Woah... hold your puppies.
Don't you all go forgetting about my cuteness, okay?

But, I do hope you had fun learning about my Hannah girl. With her sweetness, softest ever fur, and big brown puppy dog eyes... I think she'll find a home in no time!

Also, on a sadder note, I learned this morning that my dear furiend Gizmo crossed the bridge yesterday... My heart goes out to his family. If you knew Gizmo, or even if you didn't... please stop by his blog and give your support to his parents and his canine siblings, Ruby & Bart.

We'll miss you sweet Gizmo, run free my furiend.

Guess Who!

2011-10-17T08:15:00.000-07:00

So, I got a new foster sister this weekend! The foster sister I was scheduled to get was adopted, then I was getting another foster sister and SHE got adopted... so mom stole this foster girl because she needed a foster dog. So.... what foster sister do you think I ended up with???

This is Grace, 1.5 year old Catahoula/Pit mix.

This is Angel, 1 year old Pit mix.

This is Hannah, 7 month old Pit/Boxer mix.

I'll tell ya though... I would have been happy with ANY of them! But I'm sure glad I got the one I got! She's very skiddish and timid and you can definitely tell someone hit her... anytime mom or dad raises their hands, even to scratch their face, she goes right to the floor. We're working on it though, and she's come out of her shell a lot since Saturday. I can't wait to tell you more about her!!!

So... can you guess WHO is sitting next to me under that owl?!

Lack of Blogging and a visit from Evil Seizure Monster to Uncle Harley

2011-10-13T08:43:00.000-07:00

So, I have a lot to say today because I haven't opened my mouth all week... well, at least to the blog.

Good news? Of course I have good news! Donnie and Duchess were both adopted on Saturday! Mom already heard an update on Donnie. He's doing great, loving his new ferret brother -Kissel, went on a hike and went swimming and was even invited to a cook out where he was the top star! Sure hope he received some noms for all that work! Duchess went to a great family with two young kids. They live near my Grandpawents, so maybe I'll get to see her again some day! She really really loved the kids and would sit in their lap and kiss their faces.

I have a new foster sister scheduled to come in this weekend. If she doesn't get adopted on Saturday when she arrives, I'll share her with you all on Monday! She sure is a ~~pitty~~ pretty gal, so I hope I get to meet her!

Bad news? Yea... I do have some of that. The Evil Seizure Monster made a visit to my Uncle Harley on Tuesday.

Uncle Harley is Grandma Lynda and Grandpaw Dave's 9 year old puggie and he has never had a seizure before. Mom met them at the emergency clinic near my house so they could check them out. I know the evil monster has visited some of my bloggin' friends like Mr. Mango and Mr. Fred. Thankfully, Harley has not had another one since Tuesday, but we know he's not in the "safe zone." Grandma Lynda was so scared -I could tell just by hearing her on the phone. I even tried to go with mom when she met them, but mom said I had to stay home. I know Uncle Harley would have been comforted with me there (even though he does beat me up sometimes). Anyway... Please cross your paws that Uncle Harley doesn't have any more seizures... if he has another one, they will have to do an MRI to see if they find anything in his Central Nervous System or a tumor on his brain or other scary things like that. I know Greta is taking good care of him since I can't be there.

So, it's been a crazy month so far. We completely ran out of time to finish our K9 Kamp challanges... I think mom was a little upset when I made her run around the neighborhood.

Sorry I haven't been around to visit, I'll try to make it to everyone today!

Foster Friday!

2011-10-07T07:52:00.000-07:00

First of all, my mom would like to say Thank You for all the nice birthday wishes! She had a great day and I gave her a super extra sloppy kiss for each and every one of you!

Now, I'll show you some of the fun I've been having with my fosters.

You remember Donnie Wahlberg and The Duchess?

Since Donnie is small, I usually play on the ground with him

Like my moves?

Nom Nom Nom... I eat you.

The Duchess likes to relax on the couch and watch us play

Sometimes she'll yell at us if we get too rough

And she plays referee

She loves to give me kisses....

She looks all innocent....

Then... BAM! Kisses.

It stopped raining for a bit so we could play outside

Dad and I are teaching Donnie how to play fetch

Duchess is too good for fetch.

I keep a good eye on them and make sure they do their potties outside.
I don't want that crap in my house.

Then we come inside and I get even more kisses.

Donnie and Duchess have been really great foster siblings! I'm sure going to miss them. Donnie has found a new home and his new mom will pick him up Saturday morning at the clinic. I don't think Duchess will make it back to my house... with her stellar good looks, laid back personality and house training under her belt - no doubt someone will snatch her up!

I'll keep you updated though!
Mom says if they BOTH get adopted, I just might get another new foster sister!

A Special Happy Birthday!

2011-10-06T07:18:00.000-07:00

To my momma!!!!!

She says she'll be celebrating all month... so hopefully that means I get some extra cookies! Plus, I've been doing an extra good job about keeping the foster kids in line.

Ok, everybody... look at the camera and say
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!!!

She's a good mom... so I guess she can get another year older :o)

She's the big 2-7. But she says she won't be in her

late 20s until she's 27.5.

So Happy Birthday to my mid-20's mom!!!!!!!!!!!

And then there were two

2011-10-03T06:20:00.000-07:00

Well.... Donnie didn't get adopted yet. And now I have another foster furiend. HER name is Dutchess.

We all get along really well.. Dutchess was found about 3 hours north of where I live. There is an Indian Reservation up there and lots of stray dogs. She really enjoys life inside a house and it's tough to get her off the couch! She's coming around though. And hopefully gaining some weight! I'll tell you more about her later this week.

For now... I have TWO kids to look after. I better get double cookies for this.

Foster Brother Friday: Donnie Walhberg

2011-09-30T08:23:00.000-07:00

Remember I told you I had a foster BROTHER. Ick. I really like my lady fosters, but I've been dealing with having Donnie around. Plus, remember Daisy??? We think Donnie is Daisy's brother... and since I loved Daisy so much, I guess Donnie is okay.

So, here's Donnie to do what he does best... talk about himself.

((Now, Donnie... this is MY blog and these are MY furiends... so be nice, respectful and try to be funny))

Hello Blogworld! My name is Mr. Donnie Wahlberg and I'm a cool dude. I'm about 5.5 months old. My mom was a Cocker Spaniel, and I think my dad was a Pomeranian because I have this little tiny chicken legs.

I've got some good looks, no?

I came from a shelter in Kentucky. I had a sister and Corbin tells me that he thinks she lived with him for a week, too. He says we look alike and we act very similar... I'm sure I'm way cooler than she was, but that's just my humble opinion. So, Corbin thinks we're from the same litter since we're also the same age. Would have been cool to see her again, but I hear she's in a wonderful home and having the time of her life. I hope I find a wonderful home too!

SIT!

Foster Momma taught me how to sit! But, when I see a treat, I get really really really really really excited to eat it, so I jump and dance and do whatever needed to get that treat... foster mom calls me a circus dog. I told her my name is Donnie Walhberg and from what I've heard... HE was a dancer!!! Right? Anyway... finally I realize that I'm not getting that treat for doing all the tricks I think are cool... I have to do the boring non-trick "SIT" that foster mom thinks is necessary for learning manors.

So, I take it most of you know my foster brother Corbin, right? Now, that dude is HUGE! I was a little shy when I first got to foster mom's house... and Corbin was a little put off that his mom brought him home a foster brother. All I've heard all week was how he gets foster LADIES not foster DUDES. Ugh, whatever, Corbin... just deal with it, okay? So anyway... I was a little scared because Corbin's a big dude and he wasn't all too happy that I was also a dude. But he wanted to play anyway and he started jumping and putting his massive paw in my face... so I ran away. He chased me. And when I didn't play, he oh-so-kindly gave me a nudge with his paw that sent me flying across the hallway! Well... that was it, it was on. We've been playing quite a bit since. Then, he tried to take my bone and I barked at him and he jumped clear over the coffee table. Yea, seriously. Scared of me, THAT'S what I thought big dog.

Anyway, that was quite a tangent... back on topic: ME!

I love to follow foster mom around, and where ever she is, I like to be. Even when she's in the bathroom getting ready to leave me home alone with jumbo dog all day. I just lay there next to her feet. She says it's okay that I do that because at least she knows where I am and if I'm next to hear it means I'm not surfing the table for tomatoes... Do you know how delicious those are??? YUM! When I'm outside, I try to sneak them right off the plant! Foster dad had a whole stash of the little ones (my favorite!) right on the kitchen table... so I helped myself and ate them all! I did give me a belly ache... and the foster parents moved ALL of the tomatoes off of the table. Not fair.

See my little chicken legs???

Anyway... foster mom tells me I'm really quite the perfect dog. I don't do potties in the house, even when I had a belly ache from all the tomatoes. I'm pretty good when it comes to walking my humans on the leash. I let them walk at their own pace and I don't try to pull them around. I'm not a barker -unless you put me in that stupid crate. That makes me angry, and I let you know about it. Foster mom tried to bribe me to be quite with kongs and bones and stuff... Nope, not going to work lady. I don't chew things in the house that aren't mine... or Corbin's (hehe). I love to just lay on the floor next to foster mom, or foster dad... he's pretty cool too. Every night, foster mom grabs me up and gives me intense snuggles on the couch. That's my favorite part of the day!

So, what do you think? Do you think I'll find my furever family tomorrow at the adoption clinic? I sure hope so. As much as I do love foster mom and dad and crazy foster brother Corbin... I'd really like a home that was all mine! I'd even share it with a brother or sister... but I'd like humans of my own. Plus, that would mean foster mom could save one of my furiends that's still down at the shelter in Kentucky.

Wish me luck!!!!

PS. Foster mom says sorry for the bad pictures... It's been raining here a lot this week and we haven't be able to get good pictures outside. So I have green eyes from the flashy thingy.

K9 Kamp fail.

2011-09-28T07:54:00.000-07:00

Well, this week did not go as well as past weeks. Our challange was a good ole game of tug-o-war and some lunges and exercises by the momma... Well, I don't like to tug much (have you seen my perfect teeth??? I don't like to strain them) ... and while attempting to play the tug game, I nipped mom's hand. Ohhhh shush. It was a tiny nip... not much blood. I told her to rub some dirt on it and woman up. And, in my defense... mom was clearly holding the BETTER end of the rope.

So, I made our own little challange this week. It's called "Corbin gets lose and mom chases him around the neighborhood at full speed." We might have cheated on the time, as it wasn't a full 60 minutes... but trust me, I think mom got her work out!

I told you mom...
No funny business.
No excuses.

Oh, and shhhhhh... we haven't told Dad yet about my romp around the neighborhood.

Sunday Football... new foster BROTHER.

2011-09-27T07:21:00.000-07:00

The MAN CAVE has been over taken by DOGS!

We play

Beg for food.

Steal everyone's seats.

Mom, get out of that seat... I want it.

We watch the game.

We hang out during commercials.

I lay on top of mom when she doesn't move.

The girls take naps.

I take a snooze too... once the game is over and the GIANTS WON!

Oh, and mom brought home a new foster dog... but it's a dude. I don't know why she brought me a dude dog. I like the lady dogs... but I'm managing. Showing him the ropes, and possibly bossing him around a tad. Anyway... Meet Mr. Donnie Walburg.

Later Dudes.

GO GMEN!

2011-09-26T11:20:00.000-07:00

What's that Mr. Vick??? Are you saying that it hurts when you get slammed into the ground so hard it breaks bones???

How do you think the dogs felt when you did that to them?

You think YOU'RE being treated unfairly???

Oh please. You shouldn't have been allowed the chance to play again.

PROUD TO BE A NY GIANTS FAN!

K9 Kamp!

2011-09-21T07:32:00.000-07:00

OK, so I signed mom and me up for Peggy and Khol's K9 Kamp... then I went MIA from the blogworld... So, now... I'M BACK! And I'm updating everyone on what's been going on with the Kamp.

Last week our challenge was to do 60 minutes of walking. We normally do a 20 minute walk around our neighborhood every night. So this time we decided to take our stroll elsewhere two nights and do 2 30 minute walks. Let me tell you something... that extra 10 minutes was killer for my mom! BOL! You see... every morning she hits her alarm clock like 87 times before she gets out of bed... well, about 10 minutes before she absolutely HAS to get out of bed, I wake her up... silly to sleep an extra 10 minutes and I'm hungry. Mom gets made every morning and usually says "CORBIN! I need that 10 minutes of sleep!"

Come on, old lady... no time for breaks.

So needless to say, when I told mom that she had to walk for an extra 10 minutes, after missing her beloved last 10 minutes of sleep, she wasn't too thrilled... BUT! She did it!

This week challange was to go play fetch! Well, if you don't know, fetch is my most favorite thing ever! I love to play fetch and dad and I ususally play for a while when he gets home from work, so I'm totally conditioned for this challange! Mom on the othe hand... well, the last time she "ran" was when there was a spider in the bathroom and she ran screaming through the house. Needless to say, it was a very short distance. So, I told mom that she had to try to race me to my ball. But, BOY was she in for a surprise! Of course, I beat her to the ball every time... I have mad awesome fast running skills. And to make this challenge even harder for my mom, I ran back to where we started, so she had to make TWO trips across the yard for each throw! HAHA take that mom. I run this challenge!

HAHA mom... I'm working you DOUBLE time!

We did this 3 times this week for 20 minutes each. Hehe, momma's legs where hurting! At one point, I thought she was going to lay in the flower bed and take a nap. But, I kept her moving.

I asked dad if he would take pictures for next weeks challenge... I think you all should see my mom trying to work at this stuff! BOL! It's great. I'm really enjoying the Kamp... and now that the busy part of my month is done with, I should be able to blog about it every week!

Wordless Tuesday

2011-09-20T07:16:00.000-07:00

Be good. But if you're not, call me!

Award!

2011-09-16T09:42:00.000-07:00

So, I've been super busy lately, and before I get super busy again, I want to send a big Thank You out to some furiends. I received the Versatile Blogger award... not once, but TWICE! So THANKS to Finn over at Finn's Dog Blog and Lauren over at Life With Desmond! If you don't know them, stop over and say hi! They both have great blogs and I'm super honored they thought to give this award to ME!

So, as per the award tradition... I'm supposed to tell you 7 things about me, or 7 things about the parents.... So, how about I tell you 4 things about me, and 3 things about the parents? Sound good? Better be, because you don't really have a choice -hehe.

1. I have a lot of nick names. I'm most often referred to as Monkey, unless I'm at my grandparents house... then my grandpaw Dave calls me Door Knob... he says Corbin is the name of a German door knob company... I respond just to keep him happy. And my grandpaw Jack calls me Scooby bc he says I look and act like Scooby Doo... I also respond. The things I have to do to keep these people happy.

2. Mom grew up with dogs and cats... she had a Brittany Spaniel -Brandy, Two kittie sisters -Jasmine and Cuddles, a Cocker Spaniel -Aunt Maggie who we lost last year, a Pug -Uncle Professor Harley. Now Greta lives there with Harley. Dad on the other hand, had never had a single pet. Not even a fishie. Boy, was he fun to train!

3. I was knocking on deaths door when I was rescued... it was my day to go into that cold dark death room at the shelter. I didn't want to leave my kennel when they came to get me, because I knew. But then, by some wonderful miracle, I saw two people, Heather and Jen (another Jen, not my momma), and saw life in their eyes... I knew then that I was going to live. I booked it out of there so fast I was running on only my hind feet. I lived with Heather for 10 days before meeting my mom and dad. To this day, I go CRAZY when I see Heather and Jen. I know there are tons of other dogs in this world that they could have saved, but at that moment in time, they picked me and I will be forever grateful for that.

4. Mom lost a bet when she adopted me. Grandma Lynda told her that she would never be able to let a foster dog go. Mom was so sure that I was just a foster dog, she bet Grandma Lynda $25. Hehe, Grandma Lynda used that $25 to buy me a life jacket last summer! Silly, momma. I know deep down she knew I was a keeper, no matter how badly she didn't want to be a foster failure!

5. I have been a foster brother to 13 dogs. Belle, Abby, Leelu, Cranberry, Bethany, Fancy, Greta (Rockette/Weenie), Canberra, Oreo, Patches, Otis, Gracie and Mia. I can't wait to meet #14!

6. Dad was a bit unsure about getting a dog, at first... so when mom ~~unexpectedly~~ came home with me... I thought it would be him that I'd have to really convince into letting me stay forever. Turns out, we bonded real quick and it was mom that needed the last nudge to make the adoption. She tried to fool herself... but I knew I had sealed the deal when she turned potential adopters away from me, BOL! How could she say no to my handsome face and goofy antics??? Exactly.

7. One more thing about me... my mom thought she knew a lot about dog training until I came around. You see, I wasn't always this handsome, well mannered dog. Ok, well I WAS always this handsome. But I was very protective over my new family... I'd say a lot of HBO words to people who wanted to come into my house, and as much as mom tried to stop me, I was pretty scary. So mom and dad hired a behaviorist trainer named Dan. Dan and I trained mom and dad into being better pet parents. Although, I still give mom a few tests here and there, she's pretty good. And we were able to get my Canine Good Citizens certificate in February! Good job, mom.

Now I get to pass this award on to 7 other bloggie friends... usually I skip this part, but since I had so much fun with this one, I'm going to fulfill every part and try not to give it to those who have already received it.

1. Noodles. Do you know her? You should... she's an adorable puggie gal and she cracks me up every day.

2. Two Pitties in the City. Another blog you should definitely know! We have learned so much from their blog... I even have my very own "treat bar" thanks to them! They have great adventures with their pooches in Chicago and have great tips about making the most out of a small living space with two big dogs!

3. Peggy at Peggy's Pet Place. Peggy just wrote her very own book that will be available in the US next month! I know Peggy in the furlife and I'm one of the featured doggies in her book trailer! Peggy's blog has a lot of great information about everything going on canine. She is also co-hosting the K9 Kamp mom and I are attending! (ps, we promise to do better next week!)

4. Love and a Six-Foot Leash. Now, this is a blog I'm super glad to have come across. Sometimes the world of foster-brotherhood gets rough... and even foster-momhood gets hard for mom sometimes. This blog is about Chick (who is a handsome dude just like myself), his parents and their newest foster dog. I love following along with their stories and it's a great to have foster support for mom during those rough days.

5. Tales and Tails. We've been following Bunny & fam for just about a year now! They really inspired mom to get her walking shoes out and take me on more walking/hiking adventures. I love reading about all the fun stuff they get to do... and who can't adore the beautiful Bunny with her amazing wardrobe? Even a dude dog like me can be jealous of the 87 hundred collars she has.

6. Our Waldo Bungie. Another blog that we've recently come across. I really enjoy their foster stories... they just had their beautiful foster girl, Ginger, returned. Unfortunately, I know all too well what that heartbreak feels like. I can't wait to read more about them. Oh, and mom also likes their DIY make overs :o)

7. Two Grad Students and a Pittie. An awesome blog that we came across about two grad students (duh) and their pittie gal, Havi! They have a great feature every week about notes their dog walker leaves. I love reading those! Great, fun blog.

Ok, my job here is done, kids. If you don't know those blogs, please go over and say hello! And thanks again to Finn and Lauren!

I'll take a nap while you check out my furiends.

And PS. I would have included all my bloggie furiends if I could ;-)

Oh, Wednesday

2011-09-14T06:42:00.000-07:00

I'll be back to bloggin' soon.

In the meantime... please stop over to my post at Two Pitties in the City! I need, like... 20-30 more comments to come in first or second! Please leave a comment if you haven't already! I have 30 so far... and the leaders have 46 & 56!!!

Just been super busy over here... and a trip to the V-E-T-S VETS VETS VETS this week! :-( No worries, just an ear infection.... then there were some HIVES last night, but Momma thinks we have them under control and no V-E-T visit needed. Eyyyyyy yi yi yi yi. I'll be back soon!

Mia was adopted! & Check me out at Two Pitties!

2011-09-09T07:32:00.000-07:00

First! Go Check out my friends over at Two Pitties in the City! If you don't already know them, you should!!! They're a great blog about the very beautiful Miss. M and the studly Mr. B and their adventures around Chicago. I'm featured over there today for their How to be a Tourist with Your Dog series! Click here to see my post! Don't be conufesed though... I did let my mom write it.

Now, make sure to leave a comment over there, because the post with the most comments will get $100 donated to their rescue and a collar from Sirius Republic! I think it would be awesome to have another Adopt Me collar for the rescue -you'll find out why in the second part of this post!

Second! Mom ordered a new collar from Sirius Republic for our foster dogs. Dad always complained when we had Oreo because she had an ugly red collar and he always said that people would think she was a boy. So when mom saw that Sirius Republic did embroidery (and she does the "Adopt Me" embroidery for free!), she just couldn't resist! So Mia was our first foster dog that wore our new collar.

SUCCESS!!!

Now, Mia was concidered a difficult adoption. She had previously been in two homes and had been returned. The first one wasn't really anyones fault... they had young children and after about a week or so, Mia wasn't too thrilled about their energy and craziness. The second home was with some push over dude, so Mia took over and protected the house, since she didn't think he would. When she came back to the rescue, she was very timid when new people would come to the house. It took her a few days to get used to my dad. But we knew that Mia just needed he right home because she really IS a wonderful dog! We worked with her while she was at our home. Mom had someone come to the house every few days so we should show Mia that it's okay when people come over... and that she can relax and get pet - which is her favorite thing EVER!

Really, out of all of those dogs... they had to pick the goofy one?

I couldn't be happier for Mia. Her new parents were told all of Mia's issues and we made arrangements to have our behaviorist go to their home to work with them and Mia before they could take Mia home. The behaviorist visit went wonderful and Mia is happily living the life! She has a nice big back yard for lots of playing and awesome parents to scratch her belly when she rolls over and looks like a dead frog!

She loves playing in the yard!

I'll miss you, but I know you'll love your new family!
And they said you can stay at my house if they ever go out of town!

Third! Thank you for EVERYONE who donated to Max! Mom has had a few issues with the chipin site, but she's trying to figure them out and should have everything squared away soon. Don't worry, we DID get your donations! We just have to stop it from sending emails to people saying that we didn't... and get it to show up on the meter! We've raised over $100 so far, and will be promoting it more once mom figures the stupid thing out! Also, Max is doing SO MUCH BETTER!!! I just know all of your thoughts and prayers have been helping him, so keep them coming!

FOURTH! Did you go see Two Pitties yet????? Don't forget!!!!!!!!!!!!

Start of K9 Kamp!!!

2011-09-08T12:15:00.000-07:00

I signed my mom and me up for Koly & Kelly's K9 Kamp! Mom could definitely use to lose a few pounds and I always like to exercise to stay in shape! Mom has always said that shopping is her favorite sport... then comes out with the quote "Whoever says shopping isn't a cardiovascular sport was wrong. My heart never beats as fast as it does when I see a reduced by 50% sign." Or, another personal favorite "A balanced life is a shopping bag in each hand." And, since we're on the tanget topic of shopping, her most used quote "I like my money where I can see it... hanging in my closet." If these are all true, my mom is the most balanced, heart healthy, rich person ever!

Ok, enough about mom and her shopping addictions. Back to work.

K9 Kamp is going to be a fun way for me and mom to stay in shape! Every Thursday there will be a new challenge for us to complete and it'll be a fun way for mom and I to play, bond and exercise!!! There are 6 challenges and on top of that, mom says she's challenging herself to lose 6-8lbs during our Kamp!!! She said I can't reveal her actually weight today, but I can tell you each week whether or not she lost! This just might be the thing she need to ~~kick her butt~~ motivate her!

Now, I'm one of the featured bloggers participating in this awesome Kamp. If you'd like to learn more about it or get in on the action, check out Peggy's Place or Kol's Notes for more information!

Yeaaaaa... check out that bod, ladies.