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Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Cliffy Goes to His Forever Home




Cliffy aka Cliffymeister went to his new home today. He is headed back to his old stomping grounds. Cliff was originally a stray in Philly, wandering the streets with a Pit Bull. He was underweight and spent the first week or so sleeping sitting up with one eye open.
He will be living with Michael Ehly and Carly Sergio in South Philly. He will have a Boston sister named Roxy. Cliffy LOVES to play with other dogs, so he and Roxy will have a blast.
When Cliffy went to visit them a few days ago, he felt right at home. He played with Roxy and cuddled right up to Carly and Michael. Cliffy is going to be spoiled in his new home, he even gets to continue sleeping in the bed!
Cliffy is an awesome little guy and he found an awesome home. Ive copied Carly on this email, so feel free to send them any congratulations!!!
Lisa
Allentown PA

Monday, February 14, 2011

Update on Liam




Does everyone remember Liam? Here is a recent picture with his older brother Jack.

Jill
Riverton, NJ

NOTE:  Make sure you click on the tag cloud "Liam" at the right and view his history.  You won't recognize him as the same dog!

Happy Gotcha Day Bentley!





Celebrating Bentley's 1 year "gotcha day" today!!!! THANKS to NEBTR!!!!!! : )

--Joan Larsen Wozniak

Friday, February 11, 2011

Molly Moo Crosses the Rainbow Bridge


Molly Moo, the permanent foster of Vicki and Nick Rowe, crossed the rainbow bridge.  In the time that she was with the Rowes, Miss Moo experienced all the love and caring that she had never known before.  Miss Moo was a basic Boston love and just wanted to be near her people.  She loved food, peanut butter filled kongs, bully sticks, snuggling on the couch, and burying her nose under the covers.

She loved being with her sisters Tink and Ori, both of whom were also rescue babies, and they were all fortunate to find the Rowes, where they were loved and cherished and spoiled.  Tink was waiting for Miss Moo at the rainbow bridge and now they are playing together, free from pain or cares.

Our sympathies to Vicki, Nick and Ori, who exemplify the very best of rescue.  I know they would tell you that they were the lucky ones to have Miss Moo and Tink in their lives, and they will never be forgotten.

New Foster Treach



Foster Treach and my Kitty in the same bed! Very exciting for us because Kitty is so aggressive that we were afraid we would not be able to foster again. Apparently taking it slow helps. Keep your fingers crossed that they continue to get along. Treach goes to the vet tomorrow to see about his bad knees. We'll let you know how it goes.

--Janice Boyer

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

New Foster Brutus






Brutus is here! Thanks to Sara for transporting him to us. So far he is a very sweet little guy - not at all hyper and distant like the shelter said. One thing is correct though - he wants to eat my cats! LOL More importantly, though, is that he's SEVERELY underweight. He's 27 lbs and we can see/feel his spine, ribs and hip bones. He's currently getting 1 cup twice daily of his Wellness, but we're going to up that to 1 1/4 or 1 1/2 cups.

Here are some pictures of Brutus - this boy is so easily distracted, it was next to impossible to get a shot of him looking at the camera! LOL

-- Heather Coursen

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Where's Vivienne?

How much has it been snowing in New York state? Ask Vivienne!




-- Contributed by Jerrilyn Walter

Monday, February 7, 2011

Mason Goes to His Forever Home




Another happy ending! Mason was found as a stray and dropped off at a New Jersey shelter. A foster home was found and his new foster mom, Krissie, ran right down and picked him up. That was the first day of his brand new life. This past weekend he found his forever home and was officially adopted. He now lives in Long Island with his new parents, Catalina and Victor, and they already love him tons. Here is their first of hopefully many updates.

“It has been going great. Today was our first day leaving him home while we went to work. We felt bad leaving him of course but he was fine and greeted us happily when we arrived. He's the best 1ST time doggie that we could have ever hoped for. We're grateful. When going to bed last night he barked several times downstairs like he wasn't ready to say goodnight, but he tired and went to bed. He loves the couch. Thanks for the list of commands...he has been listening and walking on the leash is getting better. Thanks again for being awesome through this!
Cat & Vic”


Foster Cliff and His Favorite Pitty

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Update on Dynasty







Here's an update on my foster Dynasty...she continues to be more amazing everyday! She is feeling very comfortable here, and is enjoying life it seems!! She is just a real sweetheart of a girl! One funny thing I will share, my son had gotten a mylar balloon for his recent birthday party, it has a small weight on the bottom of the ribbon to keep it from floating all the way up to the ceiling, well, Dynasty took interest in this balloon, and been carrying it around the house by the weight..its so cute and funny..she looks like a little kid at a fair!! She is doing very well. I posted some new photos of her..take a look :)

-- Betsy Frary

Ten Peeves That Dogs Have About Humans

'1'
Blaming your farts on me....
not funny... not funny at all !!!



'2'
Yelling at me for barking.
I'M A FRIGGIN' DOG


'3'
Taking me for a walk, then
not letting me check stuff out.
Exactly whose walk is this anyway?



'4'
Any trick that involves balancing
food on my nose. Stop it!



'5'
Any haircut that involves bows or ribbons.
Now you know why we chew your stuff
up when you're not home.



'6'
The sleight of hand, fake fetch throw.
You fooled a dog! Whoooo Hoooooooo what
a proud moment for the top of the food chain.



'7'
Taking me to the vet for 'the big snip', then acting
surprised when I freak out every time we go back!



'8'
Getting upset when I sniff the crotches of your guests.
Sorry, but I haven't quite mastered that handshake thing yet.



'9'
Dog sweaters. Hello ???
Haven't you noticed the fur?


'10'
How you act disgusted when I lick myself.
Look, we both know the truth. You're just jealous.



Now lay off me on some of these things.
We both know who's boss here! You don't see me picking up your poop, do you?

-- Contributed by Jane Tirc

Doggie Bed Pile Up


 
How many Bostons can you fit in a doggie bed?! Former foster Cliff is the little guy on the right, then foster Mom Lisa Vaughan's residents Penny and Cleveland!

Friday, February 4, 2011

Happy Gotcha Day Norman





I wanted to share Norman’s Gotcha Day collage with everyone. We celebrated his gotcha day back in September, marking the year anniversary of the day that we started fostering him. It was last January though that he officially became a Jansky.  He is still typical Normie Boy… as ball-obsessed as ever. His current favorite is a rubber ball that is shaped like a lime. Luckily we have two of them, so when he forgets where he left one, I can usually locate the second and thus avoid total meltdown. As a lot of you know, when he becomes frantic over something, his manly parts tend to pop out and get stuck in the out position… once a totally mortifying experience for me, but now, oddly normal. He’s not always fond of our new fosters. Tends to growl and snap at them, and then promptly proceeds to mark his territory. Needless to say, he now has quite an array of stylish belly bands and has been deemed “Grump-a-Norm”. But, nonetheless, we love our grumpy old man. His birthday is Feb. 2nd – so pupcakes are certainly in order. He (supposedly) will be 11, but I find that hard to believe. He still does not have an ounce of gray on him.


Hope all is well. Norm sends his love and continued gratitude to NEBTR.
Amy Jansky

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Julie Klam's Diet Plan

Julie Klam's recommendation for hiding holiday pounds: cover your gut with Boston terriers.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Welcome Mami



Hi All--Here's a picture of an awesome sweet old girl pulled from the ASPCA in PHL (this ASPCA is a wonderful partner with us). Lisa V. drove down in the nasty weather to grab her and Tammy T. will be fostering her. She's at LEAST 10 y/o and completely blind. Her nails were growing into her pads. Lisa has already gotten her a much needed mani/pedi. Welcome, Mami!! We promise you will never be scared, cold, hungry, hurting or alone again. Ever

Zack Hill on Dog Walking

Tucker Plays the Piano

Tucker, a one and a half year old Schnoodle, plays the piano and sings along 3 or 4 times every day. In spite of all of his practicing, he really isn't getting any better.

Monday, January 31, 2011

Artie the Blind Pup Finds Forever Love


 
Artie just left our house with his new family, JulieAnne and Michael Cross, and their son Gavin. They drove all the way up from Delaware to Wharton NJ to meet the little guy, and it was love at first sight. Artie licked them all over, jumped in their laps, and practically bowled Gavin over with all of his kisses. They were so excited to meet Artie, and I know they're going to spoil him rotten. Artie was very special to me - my little blind guy and I was protective of him because I didn't want him going to a home that didn't understand his special needs. Gavin was super gentle with him, never reaching out to him, waiting for Artie to go to him. I know the Cross's are a perfect match for him and are going to love him like crazy!  He is a special little boy going to a special family.

Artie is a one year old, 25 lb, sweetheart of a Boston! Artie is blind, but don't tell him that. He has no idea that it's not 'normal' to have sight. We're pretty sure he was born blind because he compensates so amazingly. Within in a day, he'll have his entire house and yard mapped out. He's learned that when we say 'stairs' he's to be careful and go up or down and when we say 'door' he knows to step over the threshold. Because he can't see, Artie needs to be walked using a harness only. He doesn't understand that a leash is being held by his owner, so when he feels a tug at it, he panics and tries to get away. A leash hooked to a collar only escalates this. When his foster mom picks up his leash she now says, 'It's just me' and he knows that the tug will be okay.

Artie is a total cuddle bug. He will lie for hours on the couch with you, snuggling but when he's had enough of that, he's still very much a puppy and loves to play. He'll wrestle by himself on the ground, but is just as happy to have you wrestle around with him. He's not sure what toys are, but every now and again will chew on a stuffed animal.

-- Heather Coursen

Truck and Bomber



My Tootsie's pups (that I kept) were Truck, Dolly, Angel & Sara. The other two Junior & Bomber were sold. I'm a bad breeder (lol). Well Bomber went to a couple in PA. Bomber knew about 50 words by the time he was two, and they raised him so well I was almost embarrassed that he was smarter than all mine together.

They kept the portable house phone on a low table. When the phone rang, Bomber's dad said "please get daddy the phone Bomber". He gently took the phone off the cradle and brought it to his dad. After a hard day of work, he would sit in his recliner chair and tell Bomber "please take off my boots and socks". Bomber meticulously unlaced his boots, pulled them off and then pulled his socks off. Then "please go get daddy his slippers". Bomber not only got the slippers but put them on his feet!

He also ran out every morning, unleashed and got the newspaper. My absolute favorite was mother and dad ran notes between them in Bomber's mouth. Dad would write a note on a piece of paper give it Bomber in his mouth and say "Bomber, bring this to mom". Bomber would run to where ever she was and drop it on the floor in front of her. She would write back something (anything), put the note back in Bomber's mouth and say "Bomber, bring this to daddy". And he would.

I laughed when I heard all these stories and teased that they made Bomber a slave. He was so intelligent and well rounded. Bomber died a few years ago, after Truck and Dolly. They now own another Boston named Truck. When I got the letter from them I cried that they named him after my Truck. Truck and Bomber were the big 30 lb. boys that looked like twins. The other four looked nothing alike and all were about 20 lbs.

I will never forget my beautiful pups and the nice people I have met from them and my fosters. I still talk to Bomber's owners about their new boy Truck. They are so wonderful and of course, he is just as smart as Bomber.

Attached is a pic of Truck & Bomber when they were 9 months old. I drove 5 hours to go visit them for a weekend. Truck is on the left - Bomber on the right.

Linda Antonelli