HoundBlog

Was reading the Chinese Crested list last night and read a post by someone who described the horrific effects of her dog’s attempt to lick the paper shredder. While I cannot fathom any of mine attempting this, it sure gives one pause to think.

The shredder was set to “auto” (which means whenever you stick a piece of paper in it, the blades begin whirling), and the owners had oiled it recently which was what they thought drew the dog to lick it. The shredder started and pulled in the poor dog’s tongue and shredded it.

My imagination goes into overdrive here and I can feel the pain and panic of the animal.

While this particular dog’s tongue was able to be saved and consequently, his life, other dogs have not fared so well.

Floppy ears are also at risk, so if you have a cocker, basset hound or other long-eared breed, pay attention!

I would imagine tails could also be at some amount of risk as well.

I know our shredder is now set to “off” although everyone recommends also unplugging it.

Be safe!

I really wanted to write yestrday, but was so exhausted after we got home from taking Lucas to Winston-Salem that all I could think of was going to bed. I think Ken ate a bag of popcorn for dinner.

The trip up went well and we watched Kitty’s Meeley win her class and go on to get Winners Bitch and Best of Winners for two points — that puts her at 13 with one major. Debbie had a class dog in that reminded Ken and I a lot of Fabio.  He was Winners Dog and now only needs a single to finish. Paris was entered as a special.While she didn’t do anything, she is still a bitch I would love to own. A beautiful, curvy, black and white girl that I fell in love with as an 8 week old puppy.

Lucas has completed the first leg of his journey to Annapolis. Walt and Sharyn are in love with him and think he will be great for Pat and Barbara. I hope so. We think he’s pretty special. Ashley will begin his transition to his new home later this week. She wants us to keep him for a couple of weeks while some renovations are completed on her house — didn’t think it would be fair to him to bring him in when the whole house will be sent in to chaos with workmen coming in and out to re-do a bathroom. We’ll get him neutered during that time, so he won’t have to go through that in a strange place either. He’s to become a Therapy Dog, so I’m having a collar made for him with angels on it. He’s an angelic boy anyway (well, OK, so he has devil horns that peek through every once in awhile, but what boy doesn’t?).

Hope to finish up my Econ project at work today — well at least the first phase of it.

Got to run — busy day.

Love to all,

Margaret