Tuesday, June 7, 2016



Mmmmm, Bacon!
Being a little dog with a blog (http://flickasnipclubdiner.blogspot.com/ ) I have been on the Quest for the Perfect Bacon! for many, many years. I have found many wonderful uses for Bacon!(and eaten them too) OK, only ONE use, but you get the picture. (Oh! I didn’t include the picture? Well, here you go!)

 From Bacon! Beer and Bacon! Brownies to Bacon! Pizza, Bacon! Pralines, Bacon! Pears, and Bacon! Prawns, I have search the known world (and the galaxy! http://cookiecafeattheendoftheuniverse.blogspot.com/ ) to find the perfect Bacon!
I’m a pooch with a purpose, a hound on the hunt to find every tasty way to enjoy Bacon!

I live by the Rules of Bacon!

There has never been a truer statement than Rule Number 2.

Bacon! Apples, Bacon! Beer, Bacon! Chocolate, Bacon! Duck,
Bacon! Escargot (yes, I have made and eaten both of those last two),
Bacon! Frittata, Bacon! Gorgonzola…I have a Bacon! recipe for every letter of the alphabet and TWO for every number.


Then there’s Bacon! drinks and desserts!
I am the ‘virtual” sole proprietor for Hank’s Bacon! Root Beer! Hank the Dog had HIS Bacon! Beer, but I wanted something for the kids, and the young at heart! So, I mixed up a batch. No, unfortunately it doesn’t exist for sale in the real world…sigh. But I had to search the entire state of California to find a real Hank’s Root Beer and then mix it with Bacon! to create the perfect taste (it was great!).
Bacon! Root Beer Float anyone? Try it with Bacon! Praline Ice Cream!

If you make me your Extra Crispy Bacon! Critic I, and my devoted staff will chow down on every Bacon! in the land to find the finest crispy offerings. And, I work for kibble! As long as it’s Bacon! kibble!

Dolly’s Award for Bacon! Excellence

Monday, May 9, 2016

Dolly







Saturday, May 25, 2013

Ginger




November 14, 2000 ~ May 24th, 2013

"Think of me, think of me fondly when we've said goodbye.
 Remember me once in awhile, please promise that you'll try.

When you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free,
 if you ever find a moment, spare a thought for me."




























                  









                






                             Lamb Chop

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StickyBeak

April 2008 ~ April 11, 2013



Blue
Feb 2007 ~ Nov 4, 2014

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

A salute to Mai Pal Dougal

 
 
I can't hardly imagine a twitterverse where Frugaldougal isn't our shining Northern Star. And while I know his spirit will always be with us, but his loss will be felt keenly.

But I am consoling myself right now thinking of all the nights, (my nights, his days) we spent talking together at pawpawty. The pawpawty we stoled the Crown Jewels(& I didn't tell him he was the main suspect until the week before...snicker...!) The pawty at Morriscat's in the days before there was a pawpawty. The cats thought the dogs should stay on the porch, so we played in the sprinklers in Morris' yard until we were good and muddy and THEN we went in the house and chased the cats!(I think PerrytheBirman ended up wearing a lampshade!!) The anipals pawtied until the sun came up! I don't think Morris' folks have left him alone for a weekend since!...snicker...

So many lives my friend FD has helped save! A little English dog that cared so deeply, and will be missed now in this life. But his star will shine so brightly in Heaven, and he will wait patiently until the day when he will be reunited with his family at the Rainbow Bridge.

There will never be another quite like Dougal...

Vaya con Dios, my friend, until we meet again!


Thursday, September 27, 2012

In Memory of My Friend Flicka

Yesterday was a sad day at the Rainbow Ranch

Flicka
July 4, 1986 ~ September 26, 2012


I remember the day I got her. The BLM was holding an Adopt-a-Horse weekend at the Ventura County Fairgrounds. They had 125 horses and burros, most of them were foals like Flicka. I was the first one there when they opened the gate.

It was January 9, 1986. I looked at foals for 3 hours. Finally I had a list of about ten, I looked at those ten for another hour. At last I picked #4544, as she had the most beautiful eyes. I went and filled out the paperwork, and paid my $125.

Flicka was mine.

On Sunday Jan11th we loaded her up and took her to a little stable in Oak View California, where she lived for the next twelve years.(she was so little (& the BLM didn't want us to tie her head) that she was able to jump up in the manger of the trailer & look out the back. She rode that way to Oak View!)


This is what she looked like the day I got her to her new home (Well actually the day after ~ I was so excited I forgot my camera!) I was still trying to decide on her name, among the possibilities were Jackpot, Keno, and Flicka. I'd won the money I used to pay for her in a Keno game in Henderson, NV., so now you know where those other two names came from!(biggest jackpot I've ever won!) But as you can see, she was definitely a "Little Girl", the horse next to her was only a month older than she was, so "Flicka" it was! She was only 15 hands when she stood on tippytoe full grown (That's 5' at the shoulder for those who don't read horse!...snicker...)


This was Flicka  four months later when she had moved into her "Princess" Box stall.(you might notice, she always wore the Royal Purple!...snicker...) It had been so wet that winter that her original stall had never been dry. So she had a box stall that was almost as big as her original stall with nice dry shavings that they closed up at night and when it rained, with a big run outside for nice weather.

Those white markings on her neck? That her BLM brand signifying she's an American Mustang! Because she was born in 1986 the first two "numbers" looked like it said "US" (The BLM uses what's called "Alpha Angle Code" instead of "real numbers")

You can't see it in the pictures, but while she had no white on her face except a tiny nab on her nose, she did have two swirls in the middle of her face. Those of you with horses may have heard that means you have an ornery, smart critter on your hands! You heard right!...snicker...Flicka was the Alpha mare, and would never take directions from anyone but me!






One of Flicka's favorite things to do was race Fancy, the stable's dog every afternoon when it was her turn in the arena. They did that almost every day for 4 years until Fancy died at the ripe old age(for a Rottweiler) of 10



This is how she looked as a yearling in August of 1987


She was always the Queen of everything she surveyed, and that shine to her coat was natural, even last Spring, she was as shiny as when she was young.

One summer I decided she would enjoy being out in a two acre pasture with other horses rather than being in her box stall. Well, the other ten horses all had to wait while she ate. She put on 50 lbs in less than a month!

She was pretty picky  in her treats too! She loved to eat the wild Anise in the spring, but didn't touch it once it was dried. Only green apples, and Dr Pepper, never a Coke! Her cookies had better have molasses in them, or the other horses could have them!


This was Maggie. Maggie thought she was a ranch dog, and came with us on a couple rides, but...have you ever seen PigPen from the Peanuts cartoon?...snicker...Yup, there was a cloud of dust around her the whole ride! Cockers really aren't meant to be trail dogs! (and, yeah, that's a scan of a Polaroid!)

The one and only picture of Flicka and me together! Turns out I couldn't take pictures of her if I was on her back!



These were taken at the Rainbow Ranch where Flicka lived the last 14 years of her life. This was right after she came home from two weeks at the equine hospital when she flipped an intestine, and had to have surgery. She lived another eight years after that. (Yeah, she's laughing at me in that middle one!)


She was a wonderful friend and was happy and just about always healthy all her life(except for that flipped intestine!). The last six months she was starting to slow down and act her age, but she was never in any pain, and enjoyed her days standing in the shade of her tree rather than running around like she did as a youngster, but I guess that's to be expected when you are a horse older than a quarter of a century.

The morning she died she called out to me as I was coming out to feed them their breakfast, and again two hours later when I checked on them. At about 2 o'clock she had a stroke, and when I got to her, she was down and couldn't get up. She still looked at me with those big beautiful eyes of hers, and was as calm as a horse can be that is down, because she knew, as always, I was there for her, as she was for me.

When I called her vet, he drove 20 miles in 15 minutes, and we helped her complete her journey to the Rainbow Bridge. She was buried at sundown in her pasture.

Rest in Peace My Friend Flicka, 
your time on earth may be over, but you will live forever in my heart.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

SOPA STRIKE Jan 18 2012

Go on strike!


January 18th, 2012 is the largest online protest in history, to stop the internet censorship bills, SOPA & PIPA. Join in by blacking out your site and urging everyone you can reach to contact Congress now.


Sunday, October 16, 2011

So, does BlogPaws have an answer?

  I guess the controversy didn't end last month... here 's the link if you hadn't read it before.

  The question remains, is BlogPaws for shelter bloggers or for pet bloggers?

  If they are going to go with the shelter agenda of demonizing pet stores then they should let their members know, so the ones that like their pet stores or like purebred animals can move on to a group that will appreciate them. Otherwise BlogPaws is just being dishonest.

  Or maybe folks didn't believe me when I said I would no longer be quiet when they decided they had some kind of right to pick on other folks that didn't do things the way THEY wanted them done. They should have believed me, because I meant it.

  But, I'm going to use their own words this time!


  Gee... What have we got here? Only they care about animals.  Yeah, right. The only thing they care about is that you get your animal in their approved manner. Remember boycott pet stores and bad-mouth people you know nothing about!



  Blog post after blog post.... ALL from the same person who has stated she wanted ALL pet stores to stop selling pets, and ALL breeders put out of business. Not the least bit of bias there, is there?  CindyLu will parrot whatever she's been told. I'm willing to bet she has never been anywhere near a "puppy mill" nor done any research of her own, but that's OK because she hates pet stores anyway because they sell animals...so any lie will do. That a pet store and a so-called "puppy mill" are not the same thing doesn't matter. The fact that I have almost 10 years of experience with pet stores and their animals, and close to 40 years of experience with animal breeders that tells me the majority of pet stores and breeders are great people, doesn't mean anything to folks like CindyLu...she's got her lies to back her up. Talk about "inbreeding"!


  Once again CindyLu thinks she's the only one that cares about animals. Not the least self-righteous is she? And she just knows "most don't" because why? Oh, those blog posts over and over again. No bias there!

  So, BlogPaws needs to decide. Which is it? The shelter agenda of demonizing pet stores, pet breeders, and pet owners that don't marchstep to their tune, or is Blogpaws about all pet owners? I think an honest answer is required so that folks know where they stand and if BlogPaws is about them, or just folks that have an agenda.