Sad, Fun and Pretty

 So early this morning we got a really little surprise left abandoned in a crate outside the front gate of Canine Country Club.  My Vickie was so sad when she realized someone had just dumped this sweet little girl on the side of the road.  If it hadn't been for a client dropping off her dog for day care and noticing the crate, this little darling could have sat out in the hot sun all day.

Why would humans do such a thing.  The temps outside are almost 100 degrees here during the day.  My Vickie called the humans Cowards....and she was mad......oh so mad.

So, My Vickie knows most of you are too far away to help us find a new home for this little angel but we did think it would be fun to have a "Name Contest"  (My Vickie just told me that we are gonna give a prize for the winner of the Name Contest.  I don't know what it is, but yeah.....a Prize.)

You all could help us Name Her.  So if you have a minute will you leave your choice of a name in the comment section.  Then we will put the names all together I will pick out the name of my choice. 

Tomorrow the little angel will go see Dr. Doughty to get a clean bill of health and all her shots.   My Vickie says "The least the Coward could do is let us know if she is up to date on her shots and if she is spayed"  Oh and when My Vickie says that, she is not saying it in a nice calm voice but in her "Disgusted" Voice.

 Well, after My Vickies rant above, I'll make this short.  We went out to another demo today.  As you can See Murhpy is really a showman at the demos.  The kids just love him.  If you click on the picture it will give you a close up so you can see their happy faces.

 Murphy always likes to show the kids how tall he is and most of the time, he is the tallest one in the room, well except for the adults.

 Me, I get bored easily so I just pick a couple of kids and lay down, letting them carress me to sleep.  It works out well for me.

We like to teach the kids How To Make Themselves BIG, if they get lost.  By laying down on the ground, holding a bandana or some other material, like a shirt, ect. Then they do a "Snow Angel"  This makes them so much bigger for the search planes.  It really works.

 After the demo, it is KID TIME.  I know you might be getting bored of hearing about my KID TIME and my demos but I promised the kids I would put their picture on my blog.

 Then we get the kids together with all of us dogs (you might notice my new gal pal Baci is here) and take a group picture.  Then My Vickie sends them a print after the demo so they can have it in class to remember us by.

 And after we are done we give each child a Poster with our pictures on it and some instructions on "How to stay safe" if they should ever get lost.

Me and My Vickie have been trying hard to keep up our commitment to the "Walking Challenge" http://www.lessonsfrom4legs.com/  but the hot temperatures and the dangerous lightning storms have almost put a halt to our daily trips, that and the bunch of demos and therapy visits we have had over the last few weeks.

But fear not Maizey,  we plan on making up for lost miles as soon as things permit us to. 

 When we do get to go, though, My Vickie has to stop every five seconds to take pictures of flowers and weeds so here are a few of them for your viewing pleasure.  But if you want to see a really incredible flower, you need to pop over Romping and Rolling in the Rockies http://romp-roll-rockies.blogspot.com/   You will be amazed, she has a picture of a flower My Vickie and I have never seen.  If you know what it is, will you please tell us.  We have looked and looked for the name of it.

 Yes, My Vickie takes pictures of weeds too but she just got into this "Seeing what it looks like from the point of view of a mouse" mode.  From a mouse's point of view, you will always see the plants and flowers looking up and it works out pretty cool with clear blue skys or dark grey ones.

Well, I am off to convince My Vickie that we should go camping again. 

Wish me Luck and please give us ideas for a name for our little angel.

Love
Bert