A beautiful wolf from the UK Wolf Conservation Trust.
Apparently I’m now going where no other media organisations have gone before, because although the press release below was sent out, it has not been published – so you read it here first. (probably) It comes from Catherine O'Driscoll and Canine Health Concern (http://www.canine-health-concern.org.uk/) and I find it very worrying.
I want to know what is safe for our dogs – and I don’t want any attempts to brow beat me into having my dog vaccinated. For example if there is an event I want to take my dog to, I don’t want to have to produce a “valid” vaccination certificate.
Puppy Farm Awareness Day is a terrific idea. If we can establish in enough minds that puppy farms are evil, and definitely not the right place to buy a dog from, perhaps they will finally go out of business. It's on 19th September this year, and to celebrate ThePet.net are throwing a party:
Celebrities support ThePet.net’s ‘World’s Biggest Puppy Party’
Puppy Farm Awareness Day 2009
TV Vet’s ‘Social petworking’ website leads fight against cruel UK Puppy Farming trade
My Lucy is 4.5 lbs and is a year and a half old. She is very lovable! She was easy to potty train and loves to sleep with her mommy and daddy. We hope she lives a very long time!
I now live in a house with two gold dogs - Kennel Club Good Citizen gold dogs that is. Buddy passed his last year, and Star has passed hers tonight. I am so proud of my daughter and her dog, and it's been fascinating for me to see them train together.
she is so funny and cute she is so well behaved and has the lots of love to evreyone.
meeko is 28 months old now and is a lovely family pet who likes nothing better than chasing rabbits and letting my kids dress him up.
Sid ponders her reactions to the interactions between her dogs and the squirrels in her yard. With insight and humour, she examines what makes us feel the way we do in certain situations.
I raced out to the back porch, alerted by the cacophonous barking frenzy of Blanche and Keely, my two nearly apoplectic West Highland white terriers. They were leaping and snapping at the railing that bordered the screened-in corner of the structure. It took only a second to discern what it was that was driving these natural born rodent hunters to distraction—a dastardly squirrel had deigned not only to enter their yard, but was clinging, upside down, to the screen on the outside of the porch, mere feet from the back door to their house!