tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70305397542130577042012-03-14T21:30:08.005-07:00Pet Tribefor all passionate pet loversPet Tribehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11187423408436545818noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030539754213057704.post-91008963485517629892012-03-14T01:05:00.000-07:002012-03-14T01:05:19.829-07:002012-03-14T01:05:19.829-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> <span style="color: orange; font-size: x-large;">Gardening tips for dog-owners</span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Dogs can ruin a garden, so here are some tips to make your garden dog-compatible.</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Whether it's a swimming pool, or fish pond, a puppy will drown. Children also drown in swimming pools, so make sure the pool is fenced & securely gated.</strong></span></div>
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hyFAt0zB24/T2AgQ11GRFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pkkDUAwMORs/s1600/Dogs+Jubilee+garden+034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img aea="true" border="0" height="132" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5hyFAt0zB24/T2AgQ11GRFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pkkDUAwMORs/s200/Dogs+Jubilee+garden+034.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Some dogs dig holes and lie in them to keep cool. Be prepared to accept this, and remember to provide shade near the house. Dogs like to be near the house. Urine may cause dead patches, so take the dog out often for walks. Dogs and cats eat grass - it helps clean out their stomach. Never use fertiliser, weedkiller, or any chemical on the grass as it may poison the pet.</strong></span></div>
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mP9RWk0XpA/T2Agcj7WFaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/oYGcOkZ9dTo/s1600/dog-fence-m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img aea="true" border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mP9RWk0XpA/T2Agcj7WFaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/oYGcOkZ9dTo/s200/dog-fence-m.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Dogs like to run around the perimeter of their territory and this wears away the grass and soil. You may wish to pave a path anywhere that the dog habitually runs or digs. Bark mulch is an eco-friendly alternative to paving. Cocoa mulch is toxic to pets. Pine needles will hurt the paws.</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Planting plants in big containers can prevent dogs from digging them up. You can also place rocks around plants.</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Dogs need shade in the garden, so plant a tree or dense bush. You will have to protect the young plant while growing or the dog may break it.</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Aloes are a hardy plant that stands up well to dogs. Its spiky leaves & bitter taste protect it. They will survive without watering. Aloe is said to have healing properties for wounds & minor abrasions, but the best use is for discouraging chewing. If your dog is chewing something he shouldn't - his bed, for example - cut a small piece of aloe leaf and rub the juice on the bed. The bitter taste will repulse the dog. You can rub it on the dog's paw if he is chewing his paw.</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Insects can bite your dog and annoy him, so plant marigolds and plants that don't attract insects. Remember that some dogs are allergic to bee stings, so consider this when planting flowers.</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Dogs may dig up vegetables, even root vegetables like potatoes and carrots. The only solution may be to fence off the veg patch. Few dogs will eat spinach. If a dog uses the vegetable patch as a toilet, humans can get worms from the vegetables.</strong></span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Chennai is all set to become more canine-friendly with a first-of-its-kind, exclusive, blood bank for dogs. The proposed bank will have an advanced database of donor dogs in the city. Madras Veterinary College (MVC) has now put up notice boards insisting pet owners be part of the donor base. </strong></span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>"There is an acute demand for canine blood during surgeries and the project is the brainchild of the vice-chancellor. Work has already started," a senior professor of MVC said. There is a growing demand for transfusion therapy to treat many diseases and injuries related to dogs, particularly in orthopaedic surgeries when blood loss is high, the professor added. So far, five donors have enrolled in the donor programme. At least 20 donors are required for inaugurating the programme. </strong></span></div>
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-36cX47_dHIk/T1s4PPDzG2I/AAAAAAAAADg/Vi4VyYT05dc/s1600/IMG_0634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-36cX47_dHIk/T1s4PPDzG2I/AAAAAAAAADg/Vi4VyYT05dc/s320/IMG_0634.JPG" width="320" yda="true" /></a><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: small;"><strong>Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me.</strong></span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: small;"><strong>Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I should lick your hand between the blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me do.</strong></span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: small;"><strong>Speak to me often, for your voice is the world's sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your footstep falls upon my waiting ear. </strong></span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: small;"><strong>When it is cold and wet, please take me inside... for I am now a domesticated animal, no longer used to bitter elements... and I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth... though had you no home, I would rather follow you through ice and snow than rest upon the softest pillow in the warmest home in all the land... for you are my god... and I am your devoted worshiper. </strong></span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: small;"><strong>Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for although I should not reproach you were it dry, I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst. Feed me clean food, that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to walk by your side, and stand ready, willing and able to protect you with my life, should your life be in danger. </strong></span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: small;"><strong>And, beloved master, should the Great Master see fit to deprive me of my health or sight, do not turn me away from you. Rather hold me gently in your arms as skilled hands grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest...and I will leave you knowing with the last breath I drew, my fate was ever safest in your hands.</strong></span><br />
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--<span style="color: orange;"><strong>Beth Norman Harris</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7030539754213057704-7669046726931471410?l=werpetslover.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pet Tribehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11187423408436545818noreply@blogger.com0Bengaluru, Karnataka, India12.9715987 77.5945626999999812.7518902 77.34282119999999 13.191307199999999 77.84630419999998tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7030539754213057704.post-70945449887734203082012-03-09T01:14:00.000-08:002012-03-09T01:14:31.487-08:002012-03-09T01:14:31.487-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-small;"><strong> <span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-large;">"Sister" Makes Her Presence Known</span></strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>When we finished taking the photos, we put the floppy disk into the computer and brought up the picture files. Normally, all these files just have a number beside them like "MCV624" or something like that. We were all looking at the computer monitor when we noticed the last picture listed read "Sister"! We all shouted, "What?!" We just took that photo on a new disk and no one could have <i>put</i> the word "Sister" on that file! It defied explanation, and all three of us witnessed it.</strong></span><br />
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<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>Hachi: A Dog's Tale is a 2009 American drama film based on the true story of a faithful Akita. It is a remake of the 1987 movie Hachi-kō (literally "The Tale of Hachiko"). It was directed by Lasse Hallström, written by Stephen P. Lindsey and stars Richard Gere, Joan Allen and Sarah Roemer.</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><br />
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<b>Based on a true story from Japan, Hachiko Monogatari (literally “The Tale of Hachiko”) is a moving film about loyalty and the rare, invincible bonds that occasionally form almost instantaneously in the most unlikely places.</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><br />
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<b>In the modern day, a class full of young students are giving oral presentations about personal heroes. A boy named Ronnie (Kevin DeCoste) stands up and begins to tell of 'Hachiko', his grandfather's dog. Years before, an Akita puppy is sent from Japan to the United States, but his cage falls off the baggage cart at an American train station, where he is found by college professor Parker Wilson (Richard Gere). Parker is instantly captivated by the dog. When Carl (Jason Alexander), the station controller, refuses to take him, Parker takes the puppy home overnight. His wife Cate (Joan Allen) is insistent about not keeping the puppy.</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>The next day Parker expects that someone will have contacted the train station, but no one has. He sneaks the pup onto the train and takes him to work, where a Japanese college professor, Ken (Cary-Hiroyuki Tagawa), translates the symbol on the pup's collar as 'Hachi', Japanese for 'good fortune', and the number 8. Parker decides to call the dog 'Hachi'. Ken points out that perhaps the two are meant to be together. Parker attempts to play fetch with Hachi, but he refuses to join in. Meanwhile Cate receives a call about someone wanting to adopt Hachi. After seeing how close her husband has come to Hachi, however, Cate tells the caller that Hachi has already been adopted.</b><br />
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</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>At the train station, Hachi waits patiently as the train arrives, but there is no sign of Parker. He remains, lying in the snow, for several hours, until Parker's son-in-law Michael (Ronnie Sublett) comes to collect him. The next day, Hachi returns to the station and waits, remaining all day and all night. As time passes, Cate sells the house and Hachi is sent to live with her daughter Andy (Sarah Roemer), Michael, and their new baby Ronnie. However, at the first opportunity, he escapes and eventually finds his way back to his old house and then to the train station, where he sits at his usual spot, eating hot dogs given to him by Jasjeet (Erick Avari), a local vendor. Andy arrives soon after and takes him home, but lets him out the next day to return to the station.</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><br />
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<b>For the next nine years, Hachi waits for his owner. His loyalty is profiled in the local newspaper. Years after Parker's death, Cate comes back to visit Parker's grave when she catches sight of Hachi, now old and achy, waiting at the station. She gets emotional and sits next to Hachi until the next train comes. Hachi returns to the train station late at night and closes his eyes for the last time. Then, Parker walks out of the station and greets him as if nothing has changed at all, and the two reunite as their spirits rise up to Heaven to be together forever.</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><br />
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</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>The closing cards reveal information about the real Hachikō, who was born in Ōdate in 1923. After the death of his owner, Hidesaburo Ueno, in 1925, Hachikō returned to the Shibuya train station the next day and every day after that for the next nine years. The final card reveals that the real Hachikō died in 1934 (in fact, he died in 1935). A photo of his statue in the Shibuya train station is the last image shown before the credits roll.</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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<b>And Adam said, "Lord, when I was in the garden, you walked with me everyday. Now I do not see you anymore. I am lonesome here and it is difficult for me to remember how much you love me."</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>And God said, "No problem! I will create a companion for you that will bewith you forever and who will be a reflection of my love for you, so that you will know I love you, even when you cannot see me. Regardless of how selfish and childish and unlovable you may be, this new companion will accept you as you are and will love you as I do, in spite of yourself."</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>And God created a new animal to be a companion for Adam. And it was a good animal. And God was pleased.</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>And the new animal was pleased to be with Adam and he wagged his tail. And Adam said, "But Lord, I have already named all the animals in the Kingdom and all the good names are taken and I cannot think of a name for this new animal."</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>And God said, "No problem! Because I have created this new animal to be a reflection of my love for you, his name will be a reflection of my own name, and you will call him DOG."</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>And Dog lived with Adam and was a companion to him and loved him. And Adam was comforted. And God was pleased. And Dog was content and wagged his tail.</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>After a while, it came to pass that Adam's guardian angel came to the Lord and said, "Lord, Adam has become filled with pride. He struts and preens like a peacock and he believes he is worthy of adoration. Dog has indeed taught him that he is loved, but no one has taught him humility."</b><br />
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<b>And the Lord said, "No problem! I will create for him a companion who will be with him forever and who will see him as he is. The companion will remind him of his limitations, so he will know that he is not worthy of adoration."</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>And God created CAT to be a companion to Adam. And Cat would not obey Adam.</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>And when Adam gazed into Cat's eyes, he was reminded that he was not the supreme being. And Adam learned humility.</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>And God was pleased. And Adam was greatly improved. And Dog wagged his tail.</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>And Cat did not care one way or the other. </b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Children like to play with dogs, but
do supervise this in case either the child or the puppy gets hurt. A toddler may
poke a dog in the eye, stand on it, pull its tail or pick it up by the lips. A
dog may knock over a tiny tot. The pups nails or tiny teeth may hurt the child.
If a dog feels threatened, tormented, frightened, or cornered he will defend
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<b><span style="font-family: Verdana;"> We need to teach our children how to treat a dog.
If we can't train the dog, we can train the child! Training a dog to respect a
child can be difficult as the dog may see the child as a playmate or underling,
and not "the master."</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Children need to be taught never to
touch strange dogs, even if they are wagging their tails. Tail-wagging can mean
the dog is not sure whether to attack or be friendly. Kids should not even look
a strange dog in the eye, as the dog may see this as a challenge. They should
never run away from, or past a dog, but walk slowly or stand their ground. Dogs
chase runners and fast moving things like bicycles. High pitched screaming or
squealing can alarm the dog and make it think it’s under attack. Instead, the
children should call the dog and let the dog be the one to approach them. The
dog is then showing submission.</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Verdana;"> </span><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Kids shouldn’t touch a dog’s toy, bone or food, especially
when he is eating. They should respect a dog’s privacy when he is in his
kennel. Puppies need lots of naps during the day to give their body time to
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<b><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Train children to use two hands when
picking up a puppy. Picking him up by the scruff of the neck will hurt him. Kids
must not touch a strange dog, even if it is behind a fence. They must not grab a
dog from behind or while sleeping. Don’t give a dog a fright or it may give <i>you</i>
a fright! Bitches with puppies are especially fierce in order to defend their
young. God has given them this instinct to ensure the survival of the species. If a dog threatens kids, tell them to throw something like a
lunch box or toy to the side of the dog to distract it. (They are not to throw
it AT the dog or threaten it). They can protect their face with a bag or
jacket.</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Once the dog and child understand each
other, they will probably become the best of friends. Lonely children can
benefit from having a dog to confide in. Dogs keep secrets! Friends may come and
go, but the dog always there, and loves us no matter what everyone else thinks
of us. A dog can help a child through a stressful change, like moving house or
changing school. It gives stability to life. The love that a dog can bestow on a
child gives a child a positive self-image, and can help to ward off depression
and anxiety. Traumatised children can allow themselves to express love and
affection to an animal.</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Verdana;">A child who is
afraid of the dark may feel reassured if he can take the dog to bed with him (a
living Teddy Bear) On the whole, dogs and kids get on very well and it is hoped
that the child will learn that a dog can be "man's best friend."</span></b></div>
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