Dropping the Ball: Clank's Testicular Testimony

I don't know how many of you readers follow the Clank's Adventures link. There was an interesting bit of news I wanted to be sure to point out.

Read the Ouch entry.

I asked Anne about it, particularly if there was anything genetic to be aware of.

She answered:

"I have no clue if this could possibly have any genetic basis, I’m personally of the mind that Clank is one of those enthusiastic guys who thinks overdoing things is always better than just doing them. Like the six-foot 1x4 he was dragging around the back yard this afternoon for no apparent reason. The kid has a lot of joie de vivre.

“The Ball” as it’s come to be known around our house caused quite a stir at the vet hospital. They had never seen such a large one inside a pooch, and Dr. Kienle was pretty amazed that it had managed to find its way up into the intestines, where it was just sort of floating around. The whole thing seems like a fluke to me, unless other boys in your batch come up with The Ball as well.

He’s recovered nicely and he and Ratchet have mended fences over the whole Ball-disparity issue (you know how men are). They are not only chasing each other around the house and great friends again, they were even wrestling in the back yard this afternoon. Usually they are too busy having opinions at the Chihuahuas in the yard behind us to mouth fence.

Hope all is well at your place and that you’re looking forward to a great holiday season.

Anne"

And if any of you readers have any information to share regarding such phenomena please pass it on.

buns a la chuck

Note from Gail's daughter Esther: "Leo

what a pain trying to get charlie to stop wagging his tail long enough to get a picture of his cute little pantaloons. I'm prejudice because I think his are the cutest. -Esther"

Oh, well, we all appreciate the prejudice factor, Esther.

Jasper pants

Once known as Logan, Jasper seems too mellow to be a Wolverine.

Momma Teresa writes:
"Jasper has the fuzziest butt of any corgi I’ve ever had. It reminds me of
dark chocolate dipped caramels with gray sea salt on top. Am I weird? Ah
well, that's not really news.
It is amazingly difficult to get a dog to pose for a shot of their rear end
without someone to distract them. He kept giving me the 'WHAT NOW?' look
and sitting down. I had to put peanut butter on a spoon on the ground and
sneak around him to get this one."

Thanks Teresa! He's a cutie-patootie

a gauntlet on pants

Anne Kauffman writes:

Hi Mommy Léo & all the family at Toreth,

My Mommy Shar took a really great picture of my fanny that shows my pantaloons off to great effect. How about a challenge to all the rest of my brothers and sisters to send in pictures of their fannies so we can see who has the cutest one? I’ve attached my picture to get things started.

Lots of love and laughs,

Clank

My beautiful baby

I love this girl. She's a beauty through and through. The best temperament I've ever seen in a dog.
Carolyn may laugh at this but a few weeks ago I looked at her and did a double take. She's got a lot of her mother in her face.
I love her coat. It's soft and luxurious. She doesn't seem to mind that I could pet her constantly. ;-) The color is rich and it's sooo shiny.
I love her bone. Her deep, dark eyes. She's going through a growth spurt and while she was a bit leggy/cobby for about a month I knew she'd outgrow that and she's starting to get long again.
And last but not least: Those ears! Gorgeous!

Her personality is the best though. I've never had a dog who naturally took to fetching. It's her favorite game. That along with face-fencing with her "sisters" Pan and Celie.

Charlie the Slugginator

Some of you may have read Caroline's post. She got a similar news report.
Here's what Charlie had to say:
"Hi Auntie,
I am sorry for not writing sooner, but Mom has been keeping me pretty busy. We have really been working on obedience and walking on leash so I do it properly. I have been trying to catch all the bugs around here, there are so many of them. I even met up with a slug the other day, that earned me the nickname of "Slugworth". Below is a picture of me before they got me cleaned off. The leaf is stuck to it.
They don't really want me to play with them. Luckily the my groomer came that day and got my face all clean again. It really was quite sticky. Oh yes I weigh 25 pounds now and getting to be quite a big boy. I am a really good watch dog. I make sure to let Mom know when someone is coming. Mom praised me for barking and chasing away the Kingfisher, so he wouldn't get into the pond. I do occasionally get into things I'm not supposed to because they look so inviting, I am slowly learning some things are not mine to play with.
Lovee, Charlie."

Charlie's a handsome boy isn't he? In spite of the gooey blob stuck on his face.

Kayla's saga as told by her new mom

My Little Miracle Dog

I had just recently gotten Kayla, a lovely little gal, from Leo Washburn. We bonded real quickly, enjoyed having her coddle in the evening and watch TV together. I am still working and one day had to be gone all day so made arrangements for a neighbor boy to come up and take her for a walk. He knew she had to be leashed, but she got away from him and disappeared into the shrubbery. I live in a very rural area, but near a very busy main artery to Jefferson County. The boy and his family looked for her, didn’t call me till I was almost home at 5PM. I spent the evening searching the local neighborhood with no luck. Friday after running flyers off we took off to flyer everywhere we could think. Late in the day I got a call that she had been running down the middle of Hwy 104 by the Hood Canal bridge. Several people stopped and tried to get her, but she headed into the woods. There are homes along the road and back into the woods which borders a large area owned by Pope Resources of some 400 acres with nothing, but walking trails. The next few days were a blur of walking,, calling, contacting any one I could think of, with lots of help from corgi owners as far away as California and Arizona. No words can ever express my deep gratitude to all those who helped. On Tuesday evening after going out again about dark with food and searching again the last area she had been seen, came home to messages from Petco that some ladies had brought her in to buy food after rescuing her running on the Hood Canal bridge. I had put a flyer up at Petco and the clerks recognized her and called me. I was down there in minutes, she was soaking wet, wagging her tail and barking at me as I got out of the car. They would not let me pay for the food or give them a reward. She was so glad to be warm and dry, and I am so blessed to have her back, having made all these wonderful contacts! I hope if anyone needs help with a lost pet they will call me.



... here is a picture. I think you should add something to the story
about you being willing to come up and search for her! She checked out fine at the vet's, .... She went to church this morning for blessing of the animals. So got to tell her saga! - Liz

Well, Liz, yes I was on my way but it would have been the proverbial needle in the haystack except for all the groundwork you and our friends, old and new, did. Fortunately, she didn't have to wait for me another night and was able to get home out of the cold, wet forest.

Thanks for loving her!! - Le'o