My darling boy Cyber wins the CKCSC of Central North Carolina with my stubby legs and I handling:

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And a photo of Cyber finishing his Championship:Cyber Finishing

Since I handled Cyber and finished Cyber’s Championship

from the bred by exhibitor class, Cyber and I have been

invited to show in the Eukanuba World Classic Dog Show

in Orlando, Florida in December.

postheadericon Politically Correct Not


The following political jab has too much truth to it for comfort.  Where are the heroes who put country before their own greed; where are the Jimmy Stewarts going to Washington today to make a difference and not be corrupted by the political machine? Are we and especially our politicians still “under God” or under the reign of hypocrisy, pork barrel politics, and selling out country and each other out?  Just my late night ruminations . . .

An Indian walks into a cafe with a shotgun in one hand and pulling a male buffalo with the other. 

He says to the waiter:   "Want coffee."   blasts the buffalo with the shotgun,   causing parts of the animal to splatter everywhere and then just walks out. 

The next morning the Indian returns. He has his shotgun in one hand, pulling  another male buffalo with the other. He walks up to the counter and says to the waiter:   "Want coffee."   The waiter says, "Whoa, Chief!   We’re still cleaning up your mess from yesterday. What was all that about, anyway?"   The Indian smiles and proudly says,   "Training for position in United States Congress.  Come in, drink coffee, shoot the bull, leave mess for others to clean up,  disappear for rest of day."


I know God works through animals, especially dogs.  Wet kisses, a gentle nudge, soulful eyes radiating love, and heroism.  Thank God for our wonderful dogs and the good they do in our lives at God’s direction!

James Crane worked on the 101st floor of Tower 1 of the World Trade Center .. He is blind so he has a golden retriever named Daisy.

After the plane hit 20 stories below, James knew that he was doomed, so he let Daisy go, out of an act of love. She darted away into the darkened hallway.

Choking on the fumes of the jet fuel and the smoke James was just waiting to die. About 30 minutes later, Daisy comes back along with James’ boss,

Who Daisy just happened to pick up on floor 112


On her first run of the building, she leads James, James’ boss, and about 300 more people out of the doomed building.

But she wasn’t through yet, she knew there were others who were trapped. So, highly against James’ wishes she ran back in the building.

On her second run, she saved 392 lives. Again she went back in. During this run, the building collapses. James hears about this and falls on his knees into tears.

Against all known odds, Daisy makes it out alive, but this time she is carried by a firefighter. "She led us right to the people, before she got injured" the fireman explained.

Her final run saved another 273 lives. She suffered acute smoke inhalation, severe burns on all four paws, and a broken leg, but she saved 967 lives. Daisy is the first civilian Canine to win the Medal of Honor of New York City.

postheadericon Wonderful Story About the Healing Effect of God’s Creatures


Please read the following vignette.  Hope it gives you chills as it did me.  God works in mysterious ways .


This is the kind of story you need when it seems like the world is spiraling out of control….

Not many people get a picture of this proud bird snuggled up next to them.
Freedom and Jeff
Freedom and I have been together 13 years this summer.
She came in as a baby in 1998 with two broken
wings. Her left wing doesn’t open all the way
even after surgery. It was broken in 4
places. She’s my baby.

When Freedom came in she could not stand. She was
emaciated and covered in lice. We made the
decision to give her a chance at life, so I took
her to the vet’s office. From then
on, I was always around her. We had her in a
huge dog carrier with the top off, and it
was loaded up with shredded newspaper for her to
lie in. I used to sit and talk to her,
urging her to live, to fight; and she would lie
there looking at me with those big brown eyes.
We also had to tube feed her for weeks.

This went on for 4-6 weeks, and by then she still
couldn’t stand. It got to the point where the
decision was made to euthanize her if she
couldn’t stand in a week. You know you don’t
want to cross that line between torture and
rehab, and it looked like death was
winning. She was going to be put
down that Friday, and I was supposed to come in
on that Thursday afternoon. I didn’t want to go
to the center that Thursday because I couldn’t
bear the thought of her being euthanized; 
but I went anyway, and when I walked in everyone
was grinning from ear to ear. I went
immediately back to her cage; and there she was,
standing on her own, a big beautiful
eagle. She was ready to live. I was
just about in tears by then. That
was a very good day.

We knew she could never fly, so the director
asked me to glove train her. I got her used to
the glove and then to jesses, and we
started doing education programs for schools in
western Washington. 

We wound up in the newspapers,
radio (believe it or not), and some
TV. Miracle Pets even did a show
about us.

In the spring of 2000, I was diagnosed with
non-Hodgkins lymphoma. I had stage 3,
which is not good (one major organ plus
everywhere; so I wound up doing 8 months of
chemo. Lost the hair – the whole
bit. I missed a lot of work. When I
felt good enough, I would go to Sarvey
and take Freedom out for walks. Freedom would
also come to me in my dreams and help me fight
the cancer. This happened time and time again.
Fast forward to November 2000, the day after
Thanksgiving. I went in for my last
checkup. I was told that if the cancer was not
all gone after 8 rounds of chemo, then my last
option was a stem cell transplant. Anyway, they
did the tests; and I had to come back Monday for
the results. I went in Monday, and I was
told that all the cancer was gone.
So the first thing I did was get up to Sarvey and
take the big girl out for a walk. It was misty
and cold. I went to her flight and jessed her
up, and we went out front to the top of the
hill. I hadn’t said a word to Freedom, but somehow she knew. She looked at me and wrapped both her wings around me to where I
could feel them pressing in on my back  (I was engulfed in eagle wings), and she touched my nose with her beak and stared into my
eyes; and we just stood there like that for I don’t know how long. That was a magic moment. We have been soul mates ever since she came in. This is a very special bird.

On a side note:  I have had people who
were sick come up to us when we are out, and
Freedom has some kind of hold on
them. I once had a guy who was
terminal come up to us, and I let him hold
her. His knees just about buckled, and he
swore he could feel her power course through his
body. I have so many stories like that.
I never forget the honor I have of being so close
to such a magnificent spirit as Freedom.

Hope you enjoy this!

May God Bless You All.

"But they that wait upon the Lord
shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings as eagles;
they shall run, and not be weary;
and they shall walk, and not faint."
Isaiah 40:31

postheadericon Strange But Wonderful Relationship

" Much of life can never be explained but only witnessed"
– Rachel Naomi Remen, MD
NAIROBI ( AFP )A baby hippopotamus that survived the
tsunami waves on the Kenyan coast has formed a strong
bond with a giant male century-old tortoise in an animal
facility in the port city of Mombasa
, officials said
The hippopotamus, nicknamed
Owen and weighing about
300 kilograms (650 pounds), was swept down Sabaki
River into the Indian Ocean , then forced back to shore
when tsunami waves struck the Kenyan coast on
December 26, before wildlife rangers rescued him.


"It is incredible … a-less-than-a-year-old hippo has adopted a male tortoise, about a century old, and the tortoise seems to be very happy with being a ‘mother’," ecologist Paula Kahumbu, who is in charge of Lafarge Park , told AFP .


"After it was swept away and lost its mother, the hippo was traumatized. It had to look for something to be a surrogate mother. Fortunately , it landed on the tortoise and established a strong bond.

They swim, eat and sleep together," the ecologist added.
"The hippo follows the tortoise exactly the way it followed its mother. If somebody approaches the tortoise, the hippo becomes aggressive, as if protecting its biological mother," Kahumbu added.


"The hippo is a young baby, he was left at a very tender age and by nature, hippos are social animals that like to stay with their mothers for four years," he explained.


"Those who bring sunshine into the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves."