LORD BYRON, FAREWELL
1996-2008
Farewell Byron, our wonderful whimsical "big black boy",
for eleven years you've blessed our lives with unbounded love and joy.
We can still see you romping in the back yard,
part long-legged colt, part wise old bard.
Summer flowers dressed in winter's snow,
we'll tread gently and let you go.
Your paw prints remain, they have no end,
you live in our hearts, dear unselfish friend.
So rest for awhile, and when you must,
resume your playful lively thrust
into the heavens and beyond the sun
where we'll meet again, when day is done.
April 2, 2008
Thursday, April 30, 2009
I'm Still Here
Hi All,
This is a momentous occasion in all of your lives - I mean how many blogs have you read that were written Lord Byron (canine version)? Due to the importance of the occasion, I am allowed to use the computer. It's the first time in 11 years; Randee was holding a grudge because I once ate the telephone (very hard on the teeth, I don't recommend them). I could give her quite a list of what that little poodle-imposter has eaten - I mean, shoes - think of the germs!
Today got off to an alarming start. I was brought to Dr. Luke, our vet, for an assessment as to whether I should be "put down." By the way, no one has to put me down, I know my commands! Dr. Luke, while admiring my lovely disposition and royal carriage, basically told Randee there's life in me yet, even though I lay around a lot. I'm an old dude, I'm entitled.
Hence, I am canceling my funeral plans, including the jazz band, who were in the midst of rehearsing When the Saints Go Marching In. Beth, the hot fudge sundaes will have to wait for another time.
Love,
Lord Byron (Byron to my friends and fans)
PS
I reminded Dr. Luke (through emphatic barking) that I was given a 3 year Rabies shot; I want to get my money's worth!
Maarch 14, 2008
This is a momentous occasion in all of your lives - I mean how many blogs have you read that were written Lord Byron (canine version)? Due to the importance of the occasion, I am allowed to use the computer. It's the first time in 11 years; Randee was holding a grudge because I once ate the telephone (very hard on the teeth, I don't recommend them). I could give her quite a list of what that little poodle-imposter has eaten - I mean, shoes - think of the germs!
Today got off to an alarming start. I was brought to Dr. Luke, our vet, for an assessment as to whether I should be "put down." By the way, no one has to put me down, I know my commands! Dr. Luke, while admiring my lovely disposition and royal carriage, basically told Randee there's life in me yet, even though I lay around a lot. I'm an old dude, I'm entitled.
Hence, I am canceling my funeral plans, including the jazz band, who were in the midst of rehearsing When the Saints Go Marching In. Beth, the hot fudge sundaes will have to wait for another time.
Love,
Lord Byron (Byron to my friends and fans)
PS
I reminded Dr. Luke (through emphatic barking) that I was given a 3 year Rabies shot; I want to get my money's worth!
Maarch 14, 2008
Poodle Puppy Available
Poodle puppy available. Approximately 3 1/2 months old. Already knows how to sit, stay, lie down, and come. Just needs to learn commands.
March 6, 2008
March 6, 2008
Poodle Pandemonium
Hi All,
Greetings from Poodle Pandemonium.
When we last left our valiant, though sleep-deprived heroine (who happens to be me), she was on her way to buy 2 identical toys for her curly-haired bickering boys (and a book on raising a puppy for the non-canine male of the family). As predicted, the identical toys were highly unsuccessful as a means of "curing" sibling rivalry. Unfortunately the concept of identical toys is beyond the brain of the above-average and quite handsome poodle. Byron wants both toys, and doesn't care if he is currently mouthing a toy identical to the one Baron is playing with. He shows his displeasure by attacking not the toy, but the puppy playing with it. This makes for a less relaxing day for our beloved heroine (who happens to be me, in case you forgot).
Byron is getting a bit cranky and is insuring that Baron knows his place. I have come to rely on my big tattletale as an assistant in puppy training. In fact, Byron is far superior to the above mentioned non-canine male. Byron hasn't even read the book on puppy training written by the Monks of New Skete - although neither has Vance; I have generously shared information, particularly as it relates to telling a puppy it is time to go out rather than asking his opinion on the matter. Yesterday Byron was continually barking; when I went to check on this, I found Baron chewing shoes - and they weren't his!
Well friends, that is the latest from the home front, with one exception. Sadly, Byron's health is continuing it's downward flight. Amazingly, he is not going "softly into that good night". He is continuing his valiant efforts to torment Baron, and to remain my beloved best canine friend for as long as possible.
All for now.
Botswain
March 1, 2008
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Greetings from Poodle Pandemonium.
When we last left our valiant, though sleep-deprived heroine (who happens to be me), she was on her way to buy 2 identical toys for her curly-haired bickering boys (and a book on raising a puppy for the non-canine male of the family). As predicted, the identical toys were highly unsuccessful as a means of "curing" sibling rivalry. Unfortunately the concept of identical toys is beyond the brain of the above-average and quite handsome poodle. Byron wants both toys, and doesn't care if he is currently mouthing a toy identical to the one Baron is playing with. He shows his displeasure by attacking not the toy, but the puppy playing with it. This makes for a less relaxing day for our beloved heroine (who happens to be me, in case you forgot).
Byron is getting a bit cranky and is insuring that Baron knows his place. I have come to rely on my big tattletale as an assistant in puppy training. In fact, Byron is far superior to the above mentioned non-canine male. Byron hasn't even read the book on puppy training written by the Monks of New Skete - although neither has Vance; I have generously shared information, particularly as it relates to telling a puppy it is time to go out rather than asking his opinion on the matter. Yesterday Byron was continually barking; when I went to check on this, I found Baron chewing shoes - and they weren't his!
Well friends, that is the latest from the home front, with one exception. Sadly, Byron's health is continuing it's downward flight. Amazingly, he is not going "softly into that good night". He is continuing his valiant efforts to torment Baron, and to remain my beloved best canine friend for as long as possible.
All for now.
Botswain
March 1, 2008
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Lessons Learned
Hi All,
We can all learn a lot from "person's best friend" - not just about our dogs but about our fellow humans. Today's lessons:
1) Men (especially Vance) could not handle babies (or puppies) if the human and/or canine race was in danger of imminent eradication. Here is the scenario:
After awakening at 6:15 Sunday morning to let an adorable puppy with a very small bladder and his big brother with an admirable bladder, outside, I made their breakfasts. Baron gets puppy food and Byron gets chicken and rice - home made - not by me, thankfully. I was absolutely exhausted, put Baron in his crate and went back to bed.
Vance awoke at the leisurely hour of 9 am. He said he would get Baron and I told him to let both dogs out. I took a shower, make-up - you know the drill. I came downstairs smelling like a non-canine, and feeling quite refreshed. I asked if Baron was "successful" outside, and was informed he "didn't want to go out." Funny, I don't recall that one asks a puppy if he wants to go out, because there are so many places he does want to go! Grudgingly, I took Baron out, and was surprised he didn't do more. Of course it all became apparent when I realized that Vance had neglected to close the door to the upstairs family room (where the large crate is) and Baron had no need to go outside!
Lesson learned - Husbands are almost as smart as puppies.
2) Sibling rivalry is very annoying, especially when the older one has a very deep and loud bark. As soon as I am finished with this e-mail I am going to the pet store to buy 2 identical toys. Whatever Baron plays with Byron wants, and if Baron takes the discarded toy, Byron wants that too. I did not know that having 2 dogs is like raising two quibbling siblings, except when they both gang up on the "parent", who, by the way, does not deserve it! Also, the older canine is quite the "tattletale" - I just wish he'd bark before Baron has an accident in the house.
Lesson learned - Sibling Rivalry is unrelated to age or species
All for now. I know you are all envious of the numerous opportunities I have to make the 50 yard dash to the door and the dog run, not to mention the "stabilization" exercises on the ice.
Oh yes, if anyone would like the name of Baron's breeder, I'd be delighted to share it.
Love from the Poodle Place,
Botswain and friends
February 24, 2008
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We can all learn a lot from "person's best friend" - not just about our dogs but about our fellow humans. Today's lessons:
1) Men (especially Vance) could not handle babies (or puppies) if the human and/or canine race was in danger of imminent eradication. Here is the scenario:
After awakening at 6:15 Sunday morning to let an adorable puppy with a very small bladder and his big brother with an admirable bladder, outside, I made their breakfasts. Baron gets puppy food and Byron gets chicken and rice - home made - not by me, thankfully. I was absolutely exhausted, put Baron in his crate and went back to bed.
Vance awoke at the leisurely hour of 9 am. He said he would get Baron and I told him to let both dogs out. I took a shower, make-up - you know the drill. I came downstairs smelling like a non-canine, and feeling quite refreshed. I asked if Baron was "successful" outside, and was informed he "didn't want to go out." Funny, I don't recall that one asks a puppy if he wants to go out, because there are so many places he does want to go! Grudgingly, I took Baron out, and was surprised he didn't do more. Of course it all became apparent when I realized that Vance had neglected to close the door to the upstairs family room (where the large crate is) and Baron had no need to go outside!
Lesson learned - Husbands are almost as smart as puppies.
2) Sibling rivalry is very annoying, especially when the older one has a very deep and loud bark. As soon as I am finished with this e-mail I am going to the pet store to buy 2 identical toys. Whatever Baron plays with Byron wants, and if Baron takes the discarded toy, Byron wants that too. I did not know that having 2 dogs is like raising two quibbling siblings, except when they both gang up on the "parent", who, by the way, does not deserve it! Also, the older canine is quite the "tattletale" - I just wish he'd bark before Baron has an accident in the house.
Lesson learned - Sibling Rivalry is unrelated to age or species
All for now. I know you are all envious of the numerous opportunities I have to make the 50 yard dash to the door and the dog run, not to mention the "stabilization" exercises on the ice.
Oh yes, if anyone would like the name of Baron's breeder, I'd be delighted to share it.
Love from the Poodle Place,
Botswain and friends
February 24, 2008
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Going to the Dogs
Here's the update for those who are wondering how things are going with the "pooches", or should I say "poodles"?
Yesterday was Baron's "well baby" check-up. I put him in the carrier in the car, and Byron jumped in the car. I didn't have the heart to leave him as it's hard for him to get in the car. Anyway, there I am at the vet's, and one dog, Byron, didn't have a collar on, although he did have a leash (worthless without a collar - for the non-dog connoisseur); the other dog, who shall remain nameless, vomited the entire way there. You can imagine the entrance we made.
Anyway, the vet kindly gave Baron a pill for motion-sickness (some new doggie drug); I don't think it had time to work, because I put Baron next to Byron on the back seat and he continued to vomit. Byron looked really disgusted, and I wasn't particularly enthralled with the "little guy" myself.
The vet recommended that I take both dogs to the groomer to have their ears plucked and the fur around their eyes trimmed. Since I already had Byron in the car (no easy feat), we went straight to the groomer's. I think they really like to make money off their clients, because the groomer actually recommended that Baron have a bath! :) I must agree, Baron smelled a heck of a lot better after the bath, and fortunately, he had nothing left to vomit. He resorted to severe drooling - which is rather unique, because, unlike bulldogs, poodles don't usually drool.
The entire ordeal took several hours, and you can use your imaginations as to how lovely I looked when I greeted my 1st patient, who, fortunately, was a little boy. My gray wool pants looked, well, never mind.
This must count as exercise because Byron, Baron and I all slept really well last night.
Love from our home to yours,
Botswain and the "boys"
PS
On a happy note, the vet couldn't believe how good Byron looked. He said that considering the grim diagnosis and prognosis, he looks amazingly perky. He did a blood test and still stands by the original diagnosis, but said his white blood cells and platelets are good, unfortunately the red blood cell count was extremely low. The vet said if Byron is still alive in a month he will consider treatment. Right now all we are doing is giving him steroids (and he's not even on a sports team).
February 20, 2008
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Yesterday was Baron's "well baby" check-up. I put him in the carrier in the car, and Byron jumped in the car. I didn't have the heart to leave him as it's hard for him to get in the car. Anyway, there I am at the vet's, and one dog, Byron, didn't have a collar on, although he did have a leash (worthless without a collar - for the non-dog connoisseur); the other dog, who shall remain nameless, vomited the entire way there. You can imagine the entrance we made.
Anyway, the vet kindly gave Baron a pill for motion-sickness (some new doggie drug); I don't think it had time to work, because I put Baron next to Byron on the back seat and he continued to vomit. Byron looked really disgusted, and I wasn't particularly enthralled with the "little guy" myself.
The vet recommended that I take both dogs to the groomer to have their ears plucked and the fur around their eyes trimmed. Since I already had Byron in the car (no easy feat), we went straight to the groomer's. I think they really like to make money off their clients, because the groomer actually recommended that Baron have a bath! :) I must agree, Baron smelled a heck of a lot better after the bath, and fortunately, he had nothing left to vomit. He resorted to severe drooling - which is rather unique, because, unlike bulldogs, poodles don't usually drool.
The entire ordeal took several hours, and you can use your imaginations as to how lovely I looked when I greeted my 1st patient, who, fortunately, was a little boy. My gray wool pants looked, well, never mind.
This must count as exercise because Byron, Baron and I all slept really well last night.
Love from our home to yours,
Botswain and the "boys"
PS
On a happy note, the vet couldn't believe how good Byron looked. He said that considering the grim diagnosis and prognosis, he looks amazingly perky. He did a blood test and still stands by the original diagnosis, but said his white blood cells and platelets are good, unfortunately the red blood cell count was extremely low. The vet said if Byron is still alive in a month he will consider treatment. Right now all we are doing is giving him steroids (and he's not even on a sports team).
February 20, 2008
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Bragging Rights
I am updating my blog beginning with the arrival of Baron - a standard poodle puppy. He turned out to be great company for Byron, our standard poodle who had acute leukemia. Here is the beginning....
Hi All!
I am happy to announce that I am now surrounded by three handsome men - two of them have my curly hair (the third one is Vance).
Yes, Byron is thrilled (or less than) to announce that he is a big brother. Baron, a ten week old black standard poodle, arrived from Canada via stork last night. While Byron is not exactly thrilled, it has certainly increased his activity level. He has promised to assist with the training and to sample all of Baron's food to insure it isn't poisoned. The same applies to any toys that could possibly be Baron's.
It is a long and complicated story, but so far, we are all doing well, although slightly exhausted (especially me). I'll keep you posted on developments as they occur.
Love to all,
Botswain
January 31, 2008
Hi All!
I am happy to announce that I am now surrounded by three handsome men - two of them have my curly hair (the third one is Vance).
Yes, Byron is thrilled (or less than) to announce that he is a big brother. Baron, a ten week old black standard poodle, arrived from Canada via stork last night. While Byron is not exactly thrilled, it has certainly increased his activity level. He has promised to assist with the training and to sample all of Baron's food to insure it isn't poisoned. The same applies to any toys that could possibly be Baron's.
It is a long and complicated story, but so far, we are all doing well, although slightly exhausted (especially me). I'll keep you posted on developments as they occur.
Love to all,
Botswain
January 31, 2008
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