silvieon4

Monday, February 8, 2010

A letter from Elmo

"Dearest Silvieon4,

I decided to write to you and tell you all about my predicament. Hopefully, you will see why I need your help and you will publish my letter in your blog.

I need to get adopted. I need my forever home. I know you came from White Cottage, and I know you are a proud Bichon and loyal to your breed and all, but... I should tell you... I am not a Bichon. I am a Tibetan Terrier mix and I have no idea how I ended up at a Bichon Rescue, but here I am. I guess the fact that I am a white dog was enough to get me through the doors of White Cottage?

Please don't get me wrong. I am grateful as all heck for the help Tidewater Bichon Frise Rescue has given me. I have spent a great deal of time hoping nobody notices I am not a Bichon [ and kicks me out] and a great deal of time feeling pretty different and wishing for a forever home of my own. But, therein lies the rub. Who do you think comes to White Cottage? People looking to rescue a Bichon, not a Tibetan Terrier and there you have it. My catch22. [Silvieon4... that is a reference to a book before your time... look it up].

So, I am asking you for help. Would you please be so kind as to publish my letter? I am hoping against all odds, that someone out there will read it and open up their home to little old me, the Tibetan Terrier mix whose beautiful white fur lacks the curl, but whose heart is just aching to belong. Thank you in advance, sincerely, Elmo

PS. I have attached my pic, just in case ...not bragging or anything, but I am a handsome Tibetan Terrier mix..."

Hi Elmo, here is your letter and I do hope you get a forever home soon. And, there is nothing wrong with being a Tibetan Terrier mix! You know, different can be special? I see you as special.

xoxox
'vie

Who are you going to believe?

Momma: "Who shredded the paper??? What a mess! Who did it?"

Silvieon4: "Look momma, I am sweet little angel, see?"

Wendy: "I see nothing, I say nothing, just leave me out of this and I hate paper- yuck!"

Silvieon4: "I have no idea what you are talking about. What paper? I was blitzing, what shredded paper?" [Looking left and right, big wide innocent like eyes, is it working???]

JD: "Don't you believe that devil dog. She was shredding the paper and blitzing and chasing me!"

Silvieon4: "Momma, want a kiss? I love you the most" [That's my ticket out, that always works...]

'vie

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Best quote EVER!- almost

http://buzz.yahoo.com/buzz?publisherurn=huffington_post&guid=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.huffingtonpost.com%2Fannie-stamell%2Fpuppy-bowl-ref-dreams-rea_b_448097.html

"In an ideal world there would be a television channel devoted to broadcasting live streams of puppies and kittens all day."

better quote... edited by moi.... "In an ideal world there would be a television channel devoted to broadcasting live streams of puppies all day."

Puppy Bowl rules! Lose the rabbits. Really.

'vie

Finally! Going shopping

Cabin fever can kill you. I know. I almost died from cabin fever.

Between the snow and the cold and the ice

and the wet, and the broken momma and more snow, and more ice and more wet... It feels like we have been cooped up for a life in being plus 21 years [homage to the rule against perpetuities here... hang around lawyers, see what you can learn?- No I have no idea what it really means, but they use it all the time around here when they want to convey a long time...]

In any case, it was great to get out. It was even greater to be seen out and it was the greatest to get some more treats and go for a short walk.

Look, I am an urban 4legged. I need to smell a store, I need to see and be seen. I mean...we have been in the house for so long, we almost missed the spring collections!

And, before you judge me, think hard. Think about the reality of my life. I am completely dependent on my 2 leggeds to go places.

Really, I need my own driver. I need my own credit card.

I have needs which don't always get met.

Truly.

'vie

Breakfast...

Irish soda bread and fake bacon? Why? Wait. Beef bacon? Ok. But why? I volunteer to taste it. Smells ok. It sort of tastes ok. But it is not BACON. It is "baconated" beef.

Selfish people. All I get is a taste?

Of course you are NOT giving me that bread! And I have no death wish... currants are like raisins...keep it. Sniff.

What ever happened to good old ham and eggs? Or how about a nice potato galette?

Times like these, I miss Dowi. She needs to come home so you can get a refresher course in what a breakfast is meant to be.

Fat free turkey and fat free cheese DO NOT a breakfast make. And Soda bread... should be part of a breakfast NOT the breakfast. Whatever, like jam is going to make it eatable...not to me anyway.

I am just saying...
I miss the smells.

On the upside, the sun is out and the crunchy grass is hard and cold.
NOT WET.

'vie