I see this every day in my dining room.
Noodle has quite the collection of balls and toys to choose from.
His favorite is the red one, but he collects all of them here under the dining table.
Insatiable, always entertaining, it’s the Noodle!
~Today he is sporting his new winter wear I made for him yesterday~
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Our criteria were:
As I had with Tucker and Buddy I went to the internet to seek the little critter and I found him on Craig’s List.
The add read:
Rat terrier mix looking for a loving home. He is neutered and crate trained/housebroken. He is very intelligent, easy to train, and knows simple commands (sit, stay). He is a great pal to take out for runs and he loves to play fetch!!! We have a full year worth of flea/tick prevention and heart worm medication and we have all of his vet records. He is in excellent health. Unfortunately he is dog #3 in our home and his Alpha-male tendencies do not jive well with our dominant male French Bulldog. We are sad to see him go, but he would be better suited in another loving home.
Location?
a long drive.
(200 miles round trip)
We didn’t mind. I drove approximately 500 miles round trip when we lived in California to go get Buddy. He was worth it and so is the new little pup.
This is the Noodle
At 17 pounds he is about 2 pounds bigger than Tucker, but he fits in the little dog’s bed even with his favorite toy in there with him.
However, it must be said that his favorite place to sleep is…
My seat!
I get up, I come back, and there he is.
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The Noodle has some highly skilled parts that come standard with this breed and are controlled by a very high dose of canine intelligence!
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A fun time is guaranteed with this pup!
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Oh yes, and why name him Noodle?
Tucker had a docked tail that we called the stinger when he wagged it. He moved it so fast that the little white tip would blur in a visual trail.
Noodle has his whole tail ~ yay! When he wags, it is wiggly, and looks a bit like a wet noodle.
Ergo his new moniker: Noodle.
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A good dog is hard to find.
A good used dog? Almost impossible.
We think we found a great one!
This past week Buddy needed a bath. He’s been wearing a “Lampshade” over his head because he got his yearly dental treatment and finally had his dewclaws removed (see below).
Two weeks later the stitches came out and the cone came off. Buddy stank and needed a bath.
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*Buddy’s dew claws are jet black and this makes it impossible to see the quick when trimming. As time went by they would grow into a circle and then get caught in his long fur and/or his collar. More than once we had found him with his dewclaw stuck in his collar. This was often very awkward for us to get him disentangled, and occasionally, by the time we found him, there was bleeding involved . We felt it might be dangerous for him to be stuck like that if we were not home, and therefore we made the decision to have them removed.
There are some who think this should never be done, and others who believe it should absolutely be done. It is interesting to note, that like cat declawing, some countries also outlaw the removal of dewclaws! (BTW, I would NEVER dewclaw a cat.)
I have been rather invisible since I last told you about little Tucker. However, I have good news! He is nearly mended! His wound has was scabbed and down to the size of a pea last night. This morning he got to it and the scab is missing…
That would be obsessive compulsive licking disorder. He simply doesn’t seem able to stop. (sigh)
What I couldn’t imagine was… How he could get to it at all!
He was outfitted in a cervical collar and a cone device. We started with the collar, and then tried the cone, and finally ended up putting on both. This worked for a bout a week, and then he found out how to get at it again!
Then I saw this: doggie Lederhosen!
Please click the doggie to be magically transported to the original photo at www.blogs.browardpalmbeach.com
They were easily fashioned using my scissors and man-sized, white tube socks! Although, I will admit that it took several iterations and alterations to arrive at the two sock model shown here…
Now that he is well armored he’s miserable, as am I, but at least he is almost all healed, and I’m grateful for that!
Life on the Farmlet 