We've had many temporary visitors, who only graced our home long enough to rebuild their health and then move on to a more permanent, loving home. I especially enjoy helping little mamas to give birth to a healthy litter, then help them raise their puppies to weaning age, afterwhich I can find mama and all the babies new homes. The local dogpound knows a good sucker when they see one, and quite often give me a call when they have a small female that is pregnant. Folks don't generally want to adopt a pregnant dog, but if I can foster her long enough for her puppies to make weaning age, we almost always find them all a good home. Below are some of their stories, and pictures.
Kenzie's Bo-Jack Puppies :
Kenzie is a young boston terrier who was hit by a car and as a result has a dislocated hip that will eventually need surgery. Her previous owner no longer wanted her, so we welcomed her onto our little farm. She has two adorable little boy puppies that still need to find loving forever homes.
The puppies that are still available are the two outside pups in this picture--the middle one is a little girl who will be living with the Kordsmeier family in Morrilton.
The pups are allegedly sired by a jack russell, so we'll call them bo-jack puppies!
They're all colored like bostons, but they have long tails. I can't speak for the father's temperament, but Kenzie is pure sweetness. If anyone is thinking about getting a new puppy, they'll be old enough for new homes on March 30th.
To help you make an informed decision on whether or not this would be a good pet for you, here's an article we found helpful on the pros and cons of this mixture:
http://www.jack-russell-lover.com/jack-russell-boston-terrier-mix.html
Update posted August 18, 2009: Chewy has found her forever home! She has gone to live with Mike and Lisa, just outside Seattle, Washington. She's having a blast traveling and going places with them. They tell me that she really enjoys her 1 1/2 mile walk through the woods every day, and is behaving herself like a perfect lady. Here's a picture in her new, well-deserved retirement home. Isn't it sweet that her pillow so perfectly matches her? The pink and white! Go to Retirees to see more pictures of Chewy in her retirement home!
CURRENTLY NEEDING A VERY SPECIAL RETIREMENT HOME:
Chewy is one of my original Westies, and one of the most beautiful Wesites I've ever seen. As you can see from her webpage (http://www.nancys-westies.com/chewy.html), she thinks she's a model, and loves to go places and pose for pictures. She's great to travel with because she so obviously enjoys it.
She is now over 7 years old, spayed, and ready for a good retirement home. But it must be a very good home. She is very well crate trained, but I would not go so far as to say she is 100% house trained ... maybe 80% house trained.
Chewy is hard headed and domineering, so she needs a 'one pet home' as she picks on other dogs and cats. She is very affectionate towards people and never meets a stranger, and is great to take for a walk as everyone wants to stop and pet such a beautiful dog. She would make a very good apartment pet or a great pet for an older couple, since she is not as energetic as a young dog. She would also make a great pet for a family with non-rowdy children - though she would not be as playful as a puppy, she is far from sedate.
If you are interested in Chewy, please email nancy@nancys-westies.com and tell me how you could offer her that very special retirement home she has earned.
uPDATE: HOMES FOUND!!
These two adorable young, healthy, gray tabby males were found living under a dumpster. They were wild but are being tamed and are now normal, playful kittens. If you're looking to give a forever home to some fun and spicy kittens, please contact us for more information.
We worked with the local shelter to foster Pettee, a pregnant chihuahua/terrier mix. We cared for her until she gave birth to five puppies. We then found homes for her and two of her puppies. Sadly, three of her puppies were deformed and didn't make it. The vet said she had either eaten poison during her pregnancy or caught a disease from not being properly vaccinated. We implore all pet owners to research the needs for your pet, and we strongly encourage responsible pet-ownership.
We found Forest in the middle of the road on a busy highway. He had a bum leg and a droopy eye, so we named him Forest (after Forest Whitaker for the eye and Gump for the leg). He was a terribly sweet Pekingnese with soulful eyes. We took him in and doctored him while we ran ads in the paper and finally found his rightful owner, who was as excited to have him back as he was to be back!
Callie has found a good, loving, forever, home ... but we left her story here for you to enjoy.
Please have the pleasure of meeting Callie, a CFA Registered dilute calico Persian cat, though her registration papers have long-since been lost. She's about 10 or 11 years old and she has been spayed, but NOT declawed. Callie came to me because she doesn't like sharing her home with other cats. She had been with the same family for many years, but when they got a couple of new cats, Callie decided to pee on their beds ... not the new cats' beds ... the peoples' beds. After several months of trying to stop this very bad behavior, they finally gave her back to my daughter (who had originally given her to them) ... and ofcourse my daughter has asked me to find her a home.
I would like to point out that Callie was not guilty of such a nasty habit as long as she was the only kitty in the house. She was a perfect pet until then. Though she is haughty, and thinks the world revolves around her, she is quite acceptable to petting and snuggling ... she loves to have her ears scratched and her head stroked.
This elegant lady is one of the most beautiful cats I have ever seen. If you are interested in giving her a good, loving, forever home, please email me at nancy@nancys-westies.com
Well, Folks, here's Phyllis. The local dog pound called me and asked me if I would take Phyllis ... someone had walked up to a vet's door, opened the door, stuck in Phyllis, and ran back out to their car and drove off ... and, of course, she was very pregnant. The vet took her to the dog pound, who called me. I brought Phyllis home and fell in love. She gave birth to a litter of beautiful puppies, which I found good homes for ... 3 went to the wonderful ladies at SouthWest Airlines in Little Rock ... I've seen recent pictures ... they grew up soooooo cute! And the fourth went to a lady whose precious dachshund had been stolen ... she was still grieving the loss, and I'm sure the new puppy helped her.
Phyllis is one of the cutest, most personable creatures I've ever met. I can't understand how someone dropped her off like that, because they must have loved her. She had a few parasites when I took her, but she doesn't act as though she has ever been mistreated, she's completely house-broken, she knows exactly what a couch is for, and she thinks God made laps just for her personal comfort. Maybe they just got tired of having to hunt for their houseshoes and other sundry possessions that Phyllis deems her own, and then hides so others can't find! I guess I'm just very grateful that they dropped her at the vet's office instead of down a dirt road somewhere.
I became so attached to her, that I have kept her ... I have a friend with a boy mini dauchund (Snickers) ... and we couldn't resist ... we let them make little weenie dogs. So Phyllis and I raised a litter of little dachshunds to weaning age (Nov 7, 2007), one of which my son was proud to present to his beautiful fiancee as a gift (love abounds in Arkansas!). After that, Phyllis was spayed, and has become the much loved companion of my granddaughter. You'll see her in many of the videos of my Westie puppies ... she is a terrible ham! I've never seen any dog that wanted in front of a camera as bad as Phyllis!
Cowboy has found his permanent home! We're sure he'll stay there forever and ever ... but if they decide they can't put up with his wandering ways, we'll gladly take him back again.
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Please take the pleasure of meeting Cowboy. Cowboy is a beautiful Lab mix. He's about 5 years old, weighs about 60 pounds, he's been neutered, and is a very healthy, happy, loving dog.
He gets along very well with other dogs. As you can see from his pictures, he's quite a good 'puppy-sitter'. As a matter of fact, he gets along too darn well with other dogs. Instead of running off stray dogs (as any good country dog should!), Cowboy goes out and finds stray dogs and brings them home!
I got him from some folks that were giving away puppies in front of the local WalMart, about 5 years ago. He was pick-of-the-litter ... a beautiful puppy. I wanted him to guard the yard from all the unwanted critters of the night, and he does that well. He may be friendly to dogs and cats, but he is NOT a 'possum's friend. He terminates 'possums ... (thats 0'possum to you folks up North).
I gave Cowboy away once, to some folks who lived out in the country and had a two year old child. I asked them to bring him back if he didn't work out ... he didn't. He wouldn't stay 'at home' and he was too big for the 2 year old to play with ... so they brought him back home to me. Obviously, he needs a home with a fenced yard, or a home that is so far out in the country that it doesn't matter if he wanders (and he will! ... I've seen him over a mile and half from home!). He also needs someone who can offer him a very active lifestyle.
This is Bugsy. This poor little girl had been given to the pound, along with several other Boston Terriers. She was is very sad shape, so she was not able to find a permanent home as the other, healthy dogs did ... There was something about her eyes ... she looked at me and I swear she begged with those eyes ... she knew she was in jail and probably sentenced to death ... she was so human ... I just could not leave her. I called my daughter in California (struggling grad student) who absolutely loves Boston Terriers, but didn't see how in the world she could afford a dog ... but I got her to say she'd like to have the dog and would try to figure out a way ... and I almost ran back down to the dog pound to sign a foster agreement on this soulful, woeful little lady. She stayed here with me for several months while I worked on clearing up the horrible skin condition and ear infection she had, but her day finally came ... she went back out to Southern California to live with my daughter and her 'love'. Bugsy Malloy now strolls the streets of Little Armenia (LA), and frequents the doggie parks along the beach, or takes weekend jaunts to Big Bear. She quite often goes on 'play dates' to her aunties house in Long Beach and plays with Famous Amos, the Westie. You would think those two (my daughter and her fiance) had a child the way they act! Geez ... I get pictures of my 'grandchild', the Boston Terrier! Bugsy's now living a life she could never have dreamed existed when she looked up at me with those horribly depressed eyes from behind the chain-link gate of the dog pound ... The kids are absolutly ga-ga about her, and they bore all of their friends and family with their 'Bugsy Stories'. They take videos of her at the doggie park and put them on youtube, or take videos with their cell phones and send back and forth to each other ... oh my goodness ... Do you see the Halloween costume they put on this poor dog? And, YES, you are seeing right! That is a bikini the dog is wearing on the beach! And they even have a kimono for her! What will happen if these two ever have a real baby?
I found Amos when I was searching for a stud for Nancys-Westies. While he was a sweet, beautiful Westie, he wasn't of high enough quality that I'd want to continue his blood line, but he showed signs of abuse. One eye was blue from a damaged retina. The vet suspected it was the result of being slapped. I gave Amos a home until my daughter in California could take him. He has made her and her husband a wonderful pet. He goes to the beach and doggie park, and he's now enjoying being spoiled in a way he's never been before!
Willow was our first rescue. My daughter brought her to me from an abandoned shelter in Long Beach, where she was on set. Since it was suspected that she had Pit in her, she was destined to be put down in the Los Angeles shelter system. Her intelligence and adorable personality won over my daughter, and she drove her to my farm in Arkansas, where she has beautifully settled into farm life. She keeps the 'possums (that's "opossums" to you folks up North) chased away from my chickens and acts as everyone's mama on the farm (even the cats love her)! Our vet has since stated that he believes she's a Sharpei/Australian Cattle Dog mix.
