Happy Jewish New Year to all my friends out there!
It's the first day of the so-called Jewish High Holidays which starts with Roshashana and ends next week with Yom Kippur.
It is also called the "Days of Repentence" or the "Days of Awe". According to the oral tradition passed down by the Rabbi's, on Roshashana, G-d inscribes the names of the righteous people into the "Book of Life". On Yom Kippur, the book is sealed. The next 10 days is spent trying to be a better person. To make ammends and to right oneself with G-d by performing acts of kindness and charity. This way, we're guaranteed to be inscribed to the "Book of Life" till next year.
May you all be inscribed into the "Book Of Life". Happy New Year!
I have been down in the dumps all week. So HuMOM took me to the beach to try and cheer me up.
The salty air and rain mixed with my tears so no one could see me cry. You see, my BFF (best furfriendforever) Molly didn't make it.
Thank woo everyone for the sibe vibes and prayers.
Molly was recovering astonishingly well till the day she was supposed to leave the hospital. She was fine one moment and then suddenly passed to the bridge. The vet think my Molly threw a clot. It was quick and she wasn't in pain.
Molly leaves behind a devastated family. She is also missed by her Mal, Sibe and rescue friends from all around the country.
So with my head hung low I continued my walk on the beach. Then I stumbled on to this poor guy
I stopped by to see if he was ok.
Are you okay there big fella?
Then Kiley tried to wake him up. Kiley is wise and knows about such things. She declared Mr Sea Turtle had passed on to the bridge.
Arooroooroo! Hey everypup! It's been a busy week here and the HuMom hasn't allowed me to post till today. But the great news is HuMom bought me a new (well nearly new) Siberian transporter in "pull me over Red". It matches my fur purrrfectly. Of course, I've been wanting a new sportswagon like FOREVER! however the HuMom said we couldn't afford one. Oh the humiliation I had to endure riding around in what HuDad affectionaly termed the "HOOOPTY-Car". It clattered and clanked and sputtered but HUMOM kept driving it. Of course there is also drama involved with HuMom. The car died on her driving home from work this week. She barely made it to the service station and left it there. When the mechanic told her the Hoopty was a DNR, HuMom had no choice but to go out and purchase me a new set of wheels. But the funny thing is: the dealership where HuMom bought the new car actually paid her money for the Hoopty site unseen. she told them it was in miserable shape. Even the windows starting to not go down and the heater/ac fan broke this week too. They gave her almost $2,000 bones for the wrecked car and she quickly signed the title over before they could see the car and change their mind. HuMom had the car towed this morning to dealership and she said the look on the salesman face was "Priceless" when he finally saw the car we traded in. Especially since HUMOM couldn't vaccum it out first so they get all our dog hair and slobber marks too! harooorooroooo!
On a serious note, sibe vibes and prayers are needed for my BFF Molly.
Here she is!
Miss Molly is a fellow rescue and my best furfriend furever!
She became very ill this past week and required exploratory surgery. The Vet removed several pieces of chewed carpeting from her stomach and intestines and she is now in very serious condition at the hospital.
HuMom is very worried about Miss Molly. She knows Molly has a strong will and would not chose to leave her family. So sibe vibes and the power of the paw are needed to make Molly well.
Many of you know, we've had some company this weekend. And no, Scooter the peachick didn't come. His Human found a peachick-sitter so no Peachick Tartar. (thank you Khyra for that visual)
All our visitors loved me. I especially bonded with a young couple named Tamar and Corey. Every chance I had, I snuck into their room just to be near them. They let me up on their bed and gave me snooter kisses and belly rubs.
But the best maneuver is what I call the Sibe Snout Missile. This maneuver proves red sibe world domination. Here's how it's done. You take a young unsuspecting guest wearing a short skirt. You approach her and let her fawn over your lovely red fur and dashing good looks. When she's not paying attention, you step behind her, place the snooter in her crotch then lift her skirt up over her hips! Immediately afterwards, you run to the opposite end of the house!
You should try it next time you have visitors!
Pee Ess: I am including a picture of the girls cooking Friday night's meal in my very own kitchen to show you some of the snooter attack victims.
Dad has invited 8 of his dance friends from various areas of the country to stay w/ us for a dance event occuring in our town this weekend. Basically the dancers ask only a place to sleep and shower while spending most of their time out dancing through the day and night.We're not really stressing; however, it will take a lot of coordination and due diligence to make sure there's harmony between us, the dancers and the things they'll leave unattended in our house. Dad sent out a preliminary email with pictures of us to make sure people understand we're 2 BIG dogs. Lets face it, they're worried Kiley will get into someone's things or air mattress and chew something up.Tonight we got the following cutely naive email from one of thegirls, Amy, who's staying with us. She's a tiny West Virginia farm girl who weighs about the same as Kiley. Keep in mind we're northern breeds with a strong prey drive and neither of us dogs are crated.
The email
:"I have a small problem. Tony can't come because he is getting called away on business. This leaves me with a dilemma regarding my pet peacock, Scooter. He is 8 weeks old. I am thinking of investing in some sort of porta-crib (stop laughing), turning it upside down, and making that his temporary home. Is there a place in your yard I could set him up? Is this a crazy idea?"
Here is Scooter! Isn't he cute?
Personally I don't see the problem. I'm not sure why HuMom is so upset. Stayed tune to see if he shows up!
HuMom and Dad are back! It's been a hectic week here. I've only recently been able to restore the passwords back to my blog since the hostile Kiley took over during HuMom's absence. Typical Mal-A Brat! She thinks the sun and moon revolve around her.
I have lots to catch you up on. HuMom and Dad spent the week at their favorite dance camp called "Swing out New Hampshire".http://www.swingoutnh.com/ In it's 10th year, the camp is run by Mark Kapner formerly of Country Joe and the Fish" fame. It's six days of dance lessons followed by big band social dancing each night. This is Dad's favorite event. He travels to many places throughout the year to either DJ or dance but all his favorite dancers, instructors and DJ's usually attend this camp. Besides great dances, there is plenty of other activites such as swimming, tennis, cabaret and campfire sing-a-longs. Here's our video of our their campfire night singing!
The only downside to this vacation is us furkids have to stay at home. By Saturday, HuMom needed her furfix ad thankfully HuMom's friend Jeff and his malamute Granite live close by. Granite is a very special malamute as he is Kiley's first love. He's the first malamute Kiley had ever met about 5 years ago.
This is Granite. He is furry furry handsome. He recently had a serious health scare and HuMom wasn't sure she would be able to see him this trip. But he's starting to get better and we're praying he's restored to health soon.
Jeff picked up HuMom and they met up with the Gallagher's and 4 of their malamutes for a hike at Profile Falls.
These are the Gallaghermals. The arrived in the back of their van and travel in style. HuMom thinks this is a funny picture. They're ready to go for a hike. Wish I could go.
New Hampshire is very rich in sleddog history. Chinook kennels, located in New Hampshire, was owned by Arthur Walden. Admiral Byrd appointed Arthur Walden lead driver and trainer for Byrd's 1929 Antartic Expedition.
HuMom really liked the sign at the trailhead.
Here's HuMom and Cassie and Jeff and Granite in front of the sleddog sign.
HuMom giving Granite snooter kisses back at the car.
After the walk and some lunch, they all headed over to Vicki's place where HuMom had the chance to meet the 11 Malamutes of Rubicon! Here she with Vicki and petting one of her Mals named Jezibel. Isn't she pretty? HuMom was very glad she had the chance to meet some of the famous malamutes including Gus, her weightpull champion and Summer, a beautiful all white Malamute! HuMom has never seen so many sleddogs in one day.
