Dobermann Pinschers – Family Members
Oh my gosh! My 11th birthday is here!
Look at this! My birthday cheeseburger with a sprig of mint. Yummy!
See it and weep…so beautiful. All mine!
“Peek-a-boo. I’ll eat you!”
Scrumptious!
Good to the last morsel.
We should celebrate our birthdays more often!
Baby and Leissl’s birthdays are one day apart. Today we three went to the birthday park for a cool Sunday walk around.
First we went to the big fruit field.
Well, this is no fun.
Time for a break on the bench for a picture with Dobermom and Baby, who will be eleven tomorrow.
Leissl is seven today.
Leissl sang to herself.
Then she sang to Baby.
When she finished singing and stood up, well, we found that nature has a purpose for everything – even birthday girls sitting down for a sing. Leissl walked around the rest of the Birthday park and deposited the seeds she had collected while singing her birthday tune.
We went to the black forest (schwarzwald) and Leissl’s ears have never looked like this before. I don’t know what she was listening to. But Baby’s got a little odd-shaped too. So we took a quick picture, and scrammed in case there were lions, tigers and bears hiding out!
We went to Iguana Lake next. Here, Baby showed her curly tongue talent as she talked to the Iguana nearby.
Here is the Iguana. Baby chased it into the lake.
Then she laid by the shore to be sure it didn’t come back. That’s Baby.
While Leissl and Baby took a moment…
…a hunk on a bicycle stopped to say he was a “Dobermann man” and wanted to know where he could get a Doberboy pup. I said, “R-E-S-C-U-E-Z … that’s how Dobies come to thee.” I sang. If Leissl can…so can I!
Then we were asked to leave. (OK, I was asked to leave.) We got a drink from our Thermos of water and jumped in.
Then we hit the road to go home.
Till next year, Birthday Park!
This is a follow-up to the post “Baby’s Arthritic Back.”
Baby has been on Platinum Performance Plus since March 5. She is on 3 tablespoons in the morning and 3 tablespoons at night. That’s a therapeutic dosage, not the maintenance dosage recommended on the label. The folks at Platinum Performance prescribed the higher dosage for her Divaness.
What is more impressive is they called me several weeks after I received the order to ask me how Baby was doing on it. I don’t know any other company that stands behind their supplement products like that. Baby was on Arthrimaxx for 3 months and before that, OTC glucosamine. Nothing helped until Platinum Performance Plus.
And how is Baby doing?
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Baby is able to move a lot better and without yelping-out-loud pain. Before Platinum Performance Plus, jumping on the bed at night was a big ordeal. I oftentimes had to help her up, and lifting a 65-pound Diva is not so easy, especially trying not to hurt any spots on her that were sensitive. Now, she jumps right up on the bed.
Baby loves playing with Luna. She’s always at it when Luna is up to the game.
Along with her Platinum Performance Plus, Baby Diva Puss lies in the sun to soak in the heat everyday, weather permitting.
Interestingly, Pippin, who came from the shelter 4 years ago with a bum front leg, had hurt it playing like the feisty rascal she is recently. The vets told me that Pippin was a good candidate for arthritis. It is setting in. After the pain from body slamming someone the wrong way, she yelped when she turned around in her bed at night. So I started her on Platinum Performance Plus – therapeutic dosage – too. She’s been on it for 3 weeks now, and the nightly yelping has stopped. She is moving better, but due to her feisty personality, she can’t help but get into trouble almost daily as she continues to ignore her limitations. Here she is taking on the duty of sniffing a new place.
Since taking the Platinum Performance Plus, Pippin’s happy and more pain free than she’s been since the arthritis in her leg’s started to take over.
We at Fort Doberdale highly recommend Platinum Performance Plus for arthritic dogs. It’s also an exceptional daily supplement. They also have supplements for most any pet – dog, cat, horse, exotics, and people, too. Click here to go to their website: Platinum Performance
One night late last week, I was ready to shut my eyes and go to sleep, when I heard Annie’s bark. Rather demanding, might I say. She usually sleeps on the floor in the bedroom, so why I heard her barking from another room, I don’t know. Especially being all she had to do was use her legs to walk to our room.
So, I got up and followed the bark. Then I saw what happened. You see, Annie was in Raven’s crate, when I put that little rascal in for the night. Annie didn’t say a word till she saw where the night wind was blowing, and that wasn’t where she wanted to stay.
Here’s the picture I got, half awake, but you can make out the dilemma. Quite amusing.
On Sunday, I found these two green parrot types hanging about in one of my pine trees. I think they are looking to start a family. I know there are some notches in that tree, though not at all sure if that will suffice for a nest. Though I hope it will!
Well, not sure if he was the one, but someone caught and did in a lizzard on Sunday afternoon. Bouchard is the fellow who got to carry it around and show it off. He tries very hard to be a fantastic Big Lizard Safari Guy, but he falls short of bagging the game. Usually, Pippin or Annie makes the catch, then Bouchard and others display it.
So here is Bouchard, with the trophy. He thinks it’s so lovely, he can’t take his French eyes off it.
And we have Raven, who would like to have that trophy. (What’s new?)
The tail gave Baby quite a bit of trouble. She just couldn’t get it to stop wiggling. Eegads!
Luigi put his toy on a dog blanket that was out drying. He barked at it, and when he realized no one was going to fetch it for him, he took action. (Luna was eye-balling it at that point.)
This pair of doves sat in our dead grapefruit tree for quite a while. Even during a mellow rainstorm.
This is a spider that reminds me of a crab! I stay away from them if I can. They make their webs so transparent that if you don’t see the speck in the middle, boink! But they run away from me as much as I do from them. Yet, I’m the one with web all over my face. Yuck!
Here is the sky on Sunday afternoon. We expected something transformational from this, but it was only a few minutes of sporatic big rain drops in our neighborhood, though I think elsewhere, the weather was more phenomenal.
Baby, aka Mr. T … OK, Prissy T and T stands for Temperamental,
she did NOT get her 3rd leg today at the Fort Lauderdale Dog Show and Trial extravaganza. OK, it was hot. Just look at her tongue. And that was just from getting out of the truck.
So what happened? During the last five seconds of the sit stay exercise, Baby stood, got that impish look in her eye, and ran acrosss the ring to me. It was a replay of Monday night practice!
She completed her down stay fine. As I walked around her, though, she started to get up, but thought better of it, and relaxed back into the down stay position until I told her to heel. For that, I was happy. I guess she threw me a bone.
But the judge didn’t. He even had me move Baby after I had lined her up for the recall, which Baby did do. But the judge gave me a hard time and told me to move to the left 6 inches. Ewwkay.
He did award my friend a good score, and she and her Sheltie, Ophelia, won the Novice B class with a 198.5 and HIT (High in Trial!). The next day, this team did the same thing with a 197 under another judge named Feathers.
Here is another club member with her Sheltie. They showed in Rally Novice and did a nice job as a team.
This is Heidi, who nearly passed Open A on Saturday, if not for a glitch on hearing her handler call out, “Heidi come!” She came on the second call, but that was an NQ. Otherwise, she did wonderfully. On Sunday, she did pass Open A, with a score in the 190s! You don’t get to see Wire Haired Fox Terriers in obedience too often.
This is a steward who befriended the Papillon of another steward. I love that!
This lovely Peekingese is owned by a vendor at the show. She is very diva-like, too…
like somebody else I know and love.
At home, while I unpacked and pouted, Baby ran onto the futon where she surrounded herself by pillows and admirers who watched her drift off into her favorite kind of sleep…the beauty kind.
