Showing posts with label Jill. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jill. Show all posts

Friday, November 16, 2012

Jill and Lucky

Jill the Beagle has been adopted!  A few weeks ago one of the All Paws volunteers dressed Jill up in a Halloween costume.  Then I took pictures of her looking extremely sad and depressed. 

Jill always looked sad and depressed at adoption events - even when she wasn't wearing a costume.  It usually got her a lot of sympathy, and last week it even got her a new home!  Someone who was at PetSmart to get their other Beagle and Beagle-mix dog groomed walked by and saw Belle staring at everyone with her sad and depressed look.  She came over and visited Belle, and then took Belle to meet her dogs.  Everyone got along great, and by the end of the day, Belle had a new home! 

My other exciting news is that I finally got Lucky to look at the camera!  It took weeks of work, and thousands of pictures, but I got a decent picture of him!  Okay, it didn't really take weeks of work, and I may have exaggerated about the thousands of pictures.  It took around 10 or 12 pictures, and I just used a zoom lens and stood on the other side of the yard, but hey, at least he has a recent picture that I can put on the website now!

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Introducing Jill, Iris and Ivy

Two months ago I received a message about a guy who raised hunting Beagles.  He was wanting to give up some of his dogs due to a change in life circumstances, and was looking for a home for a momma Beagle with two babies.  They were living outside and the smaller of the two pups was not doing well.  All Paws agreed to take the three dogs, and they went to a local rescue specalizing in neonates until the pups were four weeks old.  Then a month ago they came to my house.  And over the past four weeks, I've learned a few new things about hunting Beagles. 

1.  Hunting Beagles are loud.  Loud, Loud, LOUD.  And they love to run.  And chase.  And run.  Watching the joy they find in running, and chasing, and hunting, is wonderful.  Listening to them bark when they aren't allowed to run and chase and hunt - not so wonderful. 

Jill
 2.  We were told the Beagles were "pocket Beagles".  I don't know if that's an official term, but all three are rather small for a Beagle.  Ivy is the smallest and she can easily fit in my pocket!  In fact, I am tempted to carry her around in my pocket all the time.  But once I was cleaning her kennel and accidentally dropped her into her water bowl.  It was only a few inches so a short drop, but she was soaked.  Now I no longer carry her in my pocket.    
Ivy

3.  Iris is the other baby Beagle, and she once again proves the theory that the cuter they are, the more trouble they will be.  Iris is demanding, like her mom, and will let you know if she isn't happy.  Ivy on the other hand will hardly ever cry - even if she's dropped into a water bowl.  Both babies are sweet and love to give puppy kisses and be held and cuddled. 
Iris