Bummed by Happiness

I found out a couple of weeks ago that Maggie's litter mate, Happiness, was available for adoption. She just got out of the breeding program a couple of months ago. She is eight.Isn't she a beauty?

I immediately called the rescue kennel to see if she would be a match for us. Unfortunately, she is not cat safe. Mitch and I were both so heartbroken! =(

Once finding this out, a dear friend helped me get in contact with the owner to find out where her other two litter mates are. Maggie has 4 female litter mates:

Happy Talk - adopted years ago and lives in FL

Happiness - available for adoption

Katie Kisses - ?

City Savvy - ?

After days of waiting to hear back, I made contact again and got more disappointing news. Both Katie Kisses and City Savvy were placed into the breeding program and the whereabouts are now unknown. =( Ugghh......

We then checked with the rescue kennel again to see if there was ANY WAY that Happi was workable. We were willing to work with her.

Nope....she will likely kill our cat they said.

Anybody want a cat? ............... Just kidding, we could never do that!

Now we are thinking happy thoughts about Katie Kisses and City Savvy, hoping they are in a loving home now, and trying to keep an eye on Happi's offspring. A couple of them are good racers and are only age two so they have a ways to go before becoming available for adoption. I have been unsuccessful at tracking down Booyah's one litter mate and have no contacts to find out where Cueball's litter mates are. He raced up north before finally ending up in FL.

Lion leaves, Elsa arrives

Well, after a month and a week of fostering Lion, he went to his forever home on Sunday. I drove him up to Fredericksburg to the adoption event and to say goodbye. This was the longest period of time that I have had a foster and I had grown quite attached to this sweet boy. But, he got an AWESOME forever home and now has a brother, Gallo, to play with! =) Here's one last picture of this sweet, lovable goof. Good luck sweet boy!While I was in Fredericksburg, I brought back Elsa to foster for a little while. She just turned three so she is a little playful, but super sweet. She ADORES people. She is having a blast running around our backyard. When she is inside, she is mostly doing this.

We will only have her a few days, but Mitch says he will be sad when she leaves. He really likes her a lot. He has never said this about any of our other fosters. Unlike me, he does not want to keep everyone we get. =) There is something special about her. I hope she does well in her foster home in Chesapeake and I hope they decide to adopt her!

Happy 2nd Gotcha Day Booyah

I started this post a week ago. I am just now finding some time to sit down and finish it. Sorry Booyah!! We celebrated Booyah's 2nd gotcha day on December 5th (his actual gotcha day was November 28th, but I was a bad mommy and did not go out the day after Thanksgiving to get him a cake). It doesn't seem like it has been 2 years already. Where does the time go? Booyah is such a love bug. He doesn't know a stranger, plays well with other kids, loves to be loved, loves to play with his brother Cueball and sister Maggie, loves to travel, loves cookies, bones and stuffies. He is a very well rounded grey and he is an excellent addition to our family! Everyone who meets Booyah, just loves Booyah. =)

I got his cake from Three Dog Bakery and we had a small celebration at the house. Lion got to join in on the fun too, since we are fostering him.

Happy Gotcha Day Booyah!!! We love you and we are so thankful to have you in our lives!! We hope you have many, many more!! =)

Booyah the Hunter…..

It was a cold morning, the kids let us sleep in a bit (6am) before demanding our attention. Not much was stirring outside, that I could see. I let the kids out to do their morning routine and joined them to enjoy the fresh, crisp morning air. I love the fall and the freshness it brings to the lungs. I wasn’t paying too much attention to the kids and found my self lost in thought (a lot going around here lately) when I felt something brush against my leg.

It felt furry but was too far down to be one of the kids. I quickly turned around only to see something scamper into the woods. Booyah was on the other side of the yard and I could tell he saw it too because he was in his hunter/stalking/invisible stance (tail still, ears perked up, slowly moving forward while he scanned for his prey). I caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of my eye and before I could tell Booyah no he was half way across the yard.

The little furry monster scampered thisa way and thata way trying to evade his brutish hunter but Booyah, bad eye and all, quickly caught his prey in his mouth. He proudly jumped up and down and pranced around as if to say “look at me, look at me, I am the mighty hunter Booyah.” But his pride got the best of him as his prey escaped when Booyah thrust his head into the air. The furry little thing went flying through the air and quickly gained his feet and was off once he touched down. Booyah franticly chased after his prey but the adrenaline rush from his escape from death gave the little varmit a bit more speed and agility. Amazing what a shot of reality can do you.

The other kids were in on the action now and all hope was growing dim for our little furry friend. He was quickly cornered and Booyah once again had him captured in his mouth. He wasn’t prancing around this time though he got a firm grip on the little rascal and violently shook him back and forth to knock him out. The rest of the story is too gruesome to go into details here. I’ll let the pictures do the talking…….