Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Saturday, November 30, 2013

Know What Time It Is???

Huh, do ya, do ya?  It's time to listen to THE.BEST.CHRISTMAS.ALBUM.EVER!!!
Play it now, please, pretty please AND Play It LOUD!!!
The Kenny & Dolly Christmas Album..."Once Upon a Christmas"

My mama has the original vinyl album, which has been replaced by the CD and she has been listening to it for centuries most of her adult life and she's not the only one that thinks it's the best ever.  Both my Auntie Wendy and my Uncle Greg think it's the best ever, too.  Truth be told, they are about the only three people I know that feel this way.  However, there  is a 4+ star rating for this CD on Amazon. 

Since I have lived 3 of my 4 Christmases with my mama, it's my favorite too.

Let the celebrating begin!!!

Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham CGC TT

Monday, October 28, 2013

Ode to Amber

In loving memory of Amber
May 15, 2001- October 28, 2013

Sadly, my cousin Amber passed over the Rainbow Bridge today.  I never met her but I know my Auntie Wendy and Uncle Dan are very sad and my mama and papa have heavy hearts so I know she was very loved.
Auntie Wendy and Amber doing a "selfie"

Auntie Wendy, Uncle Dan and Amber
Amber and her brother, Guinness taught my mama and papa all about pit bulls and how wonderful they are.  In fact, if it wasn't for their very important lessons, I might be living with some other family because my mama and papa used to believe all the media hype about pit bulls.  But Amber and Guinness changed all that, thank the Universe!  So, not only did they leave behind a lot of love and excellent memories, they left behind two pit bull lovers and advocates.  That's a very special legacy!
Amber, Ginger and Guinness
Ginger is still going strong at 9 years young.  I'm sure she will enjoy being the only dog, just like me.  That means she will get all the attention and lovin' in the house...and treats, too.
 

Good-bye sweet Ginger.  In the words of Uncle Dan..."go find Guinness". 

Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham CGC TT



Saturday, October 26, 2013

The Puppies Went to Prison

What?  How can puppies be in prison you might ask.  Let me explain.

The puppies came to stay with us when they were only four weeks old, just tiny little things.
Hello puppies, I'm your big foster brother
You can read all about that here.

Well, they ate and grew and ate grew (and pooped, a lot!).  You can read about them at six weeks old here.  

I didn't care much for them at first.  They were small and really noisy and kind of scary.  But once they got bigger, I enjoyed smelling them and playing with them.
I was a good foster brother, teaching them things like running in a group
run, puppies, run
and doing a forward roll
That's it, now kick with your hind legs
and the ever important "sit"
Nice "sit".  You will garner lots of treats for that.
Finally, they were old enough to get "fixed".  My mama says there are enough doggies in this world, so these foster babies won't ever be having any of their own, just like me ;o)  

THEN, when they reached nine weeks old, it was time for them to return to the shelter because there were big plans for their future.  They were going to enter the Pawz In Stripes program.  The Animal Welfare Society partners with the Maine Correctional Center for a very special program.  You can read all about it here.  Briefly, they will be paired one on one with inmates at the prison.  They will be "locked up" for six weeks and will learn a lot more than I could teach them, things like being crate trained and the all important housebreaking.  They get time to play together and even have obedience classes on a weekly basis.  When they return to the AWS to be adopted, they will be extra special, extra smart, extra well behaved puppies.

We are all going to miss them because, as my mama says, we fall in love with each and every one that spends time with us.  However, I will enjoy having the yard to myself and not having some little ball of fur sneaking up behind me and sniffing my private parts, if you get my drift.  My mama and papa will enjoy having the cellar back in order and a little extra time to themselves (which they can spend with moi!).

Have a great life little puppies, thanks for visiting.

Playing with one of the six available rawhides
Penelope and Lennox "Can Titan come out to play?"
Serenity practicing her "sit"

tired puppy pile
Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham CGC TT






Saturday, October 12, 2013

October is Pit Bull Awareness Month

In honor of PIT BULL AWARENESS MONTH (you didn't forget, did you?) here are some things that are total silliness, foolishness and completely untrue regarding Pit Bulls...

1) Pit Bulls DO NOT have locking jaws (that's just silly)
Even alligators don't have locking jaws  (web photo)
2) Pit Bulls DO NOT have the same bite pressure psi as sharks. (just plain foolishness) In fact, two other breeds of dogs have a higher bite pressure psi than Pit Bulls
3) Pit Bulls DO feel pain (yeah, just like a human, duh)
4) Pit Bulls brains DO NOT swell, causing them to go crazy (total nonsense)
5) Pit Bulls ARE NOT inherently vicious and dangerous 
and lastly
6) Pit Bulls CANNOT be identified by their appearance, nor can any other mixed breed dog.
 
If you want to learn more about Pit Bulls, stop by your local shelter and get to know one for yourself...OR, stop by and visit with me!
Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham CGC TT

Sunday, September 29, 2013

Six Weeks Old and Growing

The puppies are getting bigger AND louder.  My papa named one of the baby girls Serenity because she was so calm and relaxed.  Well, that was then, now she is a big whinebag, right along with her brother Wallace.  I have never heard so much noises coming out of such little doggies.  One of the nice neighbor ladies even came over to make sure that no doggies had hurt themselves.  No, nice lady, it's just the noisy babies but thank you for checking.
 

My Auntie Wendy has come over several times to play and snuggle with them and she loves it when they fall asleep in her lap.
lap doggies
They are even learning to go up and down the stairs ;o) and hide under the deck ;o(
brave little doggies
They follow my mama and papa everywhere in the yard.
I guess they are cute but it's doubtful they will ever be as cute or handsome as me.
Lennox being cute
Titan being cute
Seriously, it's no contest.

Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham CGC TT

Saturday, September 21, 2013

Foster Babies

There haven't been any foster babies in the house since Troy found his new family (which my slacker blogger mama needs to update everyone on).  That's because my mama and papa went to camp, then they went to Bar Harbor and both times I was abandoned got to stay home with the wonderful Ginger N.  They say it's not va-k-shun when I go along.  Now that they have finally completed all their vacation trips, which they pack into a month, it's time for more fosters.

This time there wasn't one, but SIX.  Can you believe it?  SIX foster babies.  
Meeting the new foster babies
These little ones are only four weeks old and are orphans.  My mama says that means they don't have a mama to take care of them, so that's what we are going to do.  They get a milk supplement, some wet puppy food and a little dry kibble, all mixed together.  It doesn't look very appetizing to me but they seem to get all excited when it's time to eat.  It has come to my attention that these babies don't really understand the idea of eating, rather than drinking, their meals.  They walk in it, then walk over each other, then spill it all over, then walk through it and so on.  What a mess they make!  I am such a neat eater I would never, ever walk through it, that would mean less in my tummy!

When the weather is nice, they get to spend some time outside, which gives my papa time to clean their pen, which seriously needs to be done.  P-U...they are stinky!  
All the babies kind of look alike, so each one got a new collar, which makes it easier for my mama and papa to tell them apart.  I don't think they need any silly collars, I can tell them apart by their smell, although at this point they all smell kind of yucky because they walk through stinky stuff, then walk all over each other.  Do you see a pattern here?  Silly babies!

In case you are wondering, there are two boys and four girls.  My mama named the boys Wallace and Lennox, after two very special dogs.  They named the girls Sunny, Penelope, Raven and Serenity.

They are too small (and too noisy) for me to want to play with them but they will be here for a month or so, getting bigger every day.  That means plenty of time to play.  Stay tuned...

Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham CGC TT

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Today I am FOUR!


Happy Birthday to Meeeeee
I know, it's hard to believe that I have been living four years already.  Birthday days are my favorite days!  Today dawned sunny and b-u-t-ful.  I knew it was going to be a most spectacular day when my papa cooked an entire piece of bacon for me, then fed it to me while I waited patiently on my mat and I didn't even have to do any stupid dumb special tricks to get a teeny, tiny piece of bacon but instead I got big pieces and they just kept coming until it was all gone.  Oh yes, I knew it was going to be a good day.
See how patiently I'm waiting for BACON!
Oh My Dog, that's d-lish-us
Soon after BACON and after my mama and papa took f.o.r.e.v.e.r to eat their breakfast and prepare themselves for my special day, I got my second present...a new martingale collar.  My papa wanted one for me so I would look extra special handsome on Sunday when we do the Strut Your Mutt walk to benefit the Sadie Fund at the Animal Welfare Society.  More on that next week.

Collar by RC Pet Products
Pirate Pooch design
Next up...our morning walk.  I'm thinking I look very stylish.
Sometimes I like to be at the end of the leash, but I'm not pulling, really I'm not.
I'm expected to "sit" when we stop and so I sit ;o)
My birthday day just started and I'm already all smiles.
Smile and the world smiles with you
After a wonderful walk, I helped myself to a drink in Sassy's fire hydrant fountain, now that my mama made it clean and fresh.
This is where their choices get a little questionable.  My mama and papa decided it was such a great day, they needed to go for a bike ride (which you can read all about here, once my mama gets off her lazy rear, the post completed).  Since I don't have thumbs, it's quite obvious that I wasn't invited to join them, so they left me alone for the afternoon...on my birthday day of all days.  HA, I thoroughly enjoyed myself by doing things I'm not usually allowed to do...I got very comfy in my papa's chair and took a nice, long nap.  I sat on the big, red footstool, looked out the window and barked at the hated white cat lurking across the street.  I can't really tell you what else I did because it's top secret and I plead the 5th, whatever that means.

Finally, after what seemed like a really long time, even though everyone believes that dogs can't tell time, they came home.  I can't complain, really because they brought me a super, special present that smelled heavenly.  Any guesses?
HAMBURGER!


Then there was more...

Wow, two stuffies and 2 marrow bones.  I didn't think it could get any better until I heard my mama tell my papa that I had a Frosty Paws frozen treat in the freezer. I saved my stuffies until after dinner but worked some magic on a fresh marrow bone from Jerry's Market.
I'm very good at "waiting" but enough is enough
I chewed it on the deck


and I chewed it on the grass
I even posed patiently with my SpongeBob birthday party hat, although next year I think I deserve a new hat! 

I enjoyed a super, marvelous, extra special birthday day and I can't wait till next year.  Then I needed a nap because birthday's wear me out.
Dog tired
Until next time...Sir Titan of Nottingham CGC TT