Dizzycharm

Thought I ask your opinion on a good dry food for an English Mastiff. He is an entire, 18 month old? lovely friendly cuddly English Mastiff, who is currently boarding at our kennels. He is a long term boarder (marriage breakup) so we don't know when he will be leaving (has been with us since end of October). Anyway, he came in with Dr John which is a sporting dog food - not very appropriate for a Mastiff. He was already on the lean side, which I think is fine, but now you can see his ribs (not his hip bones though). Someone suggested Skinners Ruff & Ready, but I still don't think this is the right sort of food. He is also drinking a lot more now with this food. His owner says that he loses weight quickly anyway, but obviously we'd like to find a suitable food which will help keep weight on and is correct for his breed. She has given us permission to change his food to whatever we like. So can you help? Any suggestions will be most greatly recieved.

Our neighbours lost their old lab early last year. A few months later they came home with a new doglet. She is Bonnie from Lizzie's. I will see if I can get some pics some time. Bonnie goes mad when she see's our lot up the field.

I managed about 4 pics of all of them, but its hard to get them all looking attentive without them all racing off. Needless to say, 3 seconds after the pic above was taken, they all raced off across the field .

My friend has a male black lab who is a total wuss, but most of our girls don't like him, and the same goes for other friends dogs - poor boy, but he also barks at them which doesn't help.

Don't think I have posted a pic of all the girls together. This pic was taken the other day whilst out on a walk (they'd already raced in and out of the dew pond, so look a bit wet and muddy) Anyway here they are Dizzy, Taiya, Twiglett, Gem & Breeze Also noticed that they make a good advert for wearing dog tags

One of our foster pups was thrown into a skip with his sister at 14 weeks old. Luckily they were found by a lovely lady who kept the girl and brought little Fluke into rescue. Others aren't so lucky. Run free

Signed Both

You can add cider vinegar to their dinner if they aren't breaking up the bone properly, though the stomach will soon begin to work how it should and break it up. Although a small amount of pork is probably ok, it is not reccommended to feed to dogs - can't find book to put down why, sorry - gives them an upset stomach. Hope doglets are enjoying their fresh meat . We use the food mixer to mince up our raw veg and then freeze it in an ice cube tray. When you want to add veg to their dinner, you can just pop out a square into their bowl - doesn't take too long to defrost especially if you give it a little bash. Our dogs love their raw meat (though they will eat anything )

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The wound has healed extremely well and the skin has almost totally closed together. Dizzy is also back to her normal noisy self, and lunatic of racing games in the fields. The only thing left now, is for the hair to grow back (I expect its a bit drafty at the moment ). Its almost completely healed now. A bit closer Thank you to all that sent healing thoughts, I'm sure thats why the wound has healed so fast and cleanly

Another Agility Eye subscriber here - I enjoy reading it every month. There is also Agility Voice, though I haven't read it.

Thank you everyone, it still amazes me how wonderful you all are for support. Here is Dismal, asleep on my bed. She is only 18" to the withers and she still manages to take up a majority of the bed. Ah, bless her

Oh, my poor girl Dizzy (affectionately known as Dismal). About 1 - 2 months ago, we found a large lump on Dizzy's side. Took her to the vets and were given antibiotics. Within 2 days, the lump went down. Any way, 2 weeks ago, the lump started to grow again. Back to the vets and saw different person this time, and were told that she shouldn't have had antibiotocs because they don't get rid of abcesses and they come back. So were told to leave it alone and wait for it to present itself properly, so that it could be lanced and cleaned. On Friday I thought that it looked about the right time. So Monday I call vets and they booked an appointment for today. When we came downstairs, we found that it had burst - poor baby, she never made a sound. I am a bit p****ed off that my girl had to suffer all this time, when it should have been lanced in the first place. Anyhow, glad she finally feels better. She still went to the vets today, and it was cleaned etc. Here is a pic of poor Dizzy (don't look if you are a bit sensitive about these things). Close up Needless to say that she will be sleeping with me tonight

I'm only 26, and it all applies to me aswell. Did evolution and technology happen in a massive leap?

Thought I'd share this game with you. Attack of the Sprouts Quite a good stress buster aswell, with all that bashing

After his tests on Friday, which showed nothing wrong with his organs we now realise how quickly lymphatic cancer can take hold. He had some more scans yesterday which showed that his liver and spleen have enlarged quite a lot. The oncolagist (sp?) phoned a couple of hours ago, and has a space tomorrow at 8am so that he can start his chemo. We have gone with a specialist as they can administer 4 drugs as part of the treatment, whereas the normal vets can only do 3 (the 4th is deadly to humans, so has to be given in a secure environment). Some reiki would be brilliant if theres any going spare, we would really like him to eat a proper meal, but just for him to feel more comfortable would be great. We will be leaving at 6.30am tomorrow, and supposably the treatment only takes about 10 minutes. Will report back afterwards.

Fantastic news, well done . I think the surface may have gone back to carpet now. I know that Iain Fraser used to do carpet training running up to Crufts in previous years (Crazymaesy Agility) - though I could be going mad and didn't hear that at all (the carpet at Crufts that is). When I was 14 I did the junior advanced test of obedience which was really scary, but a great day out (looking back on it) and got a free jumper - which I swapped with a gorgeous lad from a different region . I'm sure you'll have a great time, and you'll have all of us to cheer you on.

Guilty as charged

Just read this. Glad he is feeling a bit better today. Lots of positive thoughts and hugs coming your way. . He is so handsome

I wish people would stop promising naked gardeners and firemen, and then not coming up with the goods .

Kitty Litter Cake" * ~ This is *no joke* READ THE INGREDIENTS AND STUFF FIRST AND THEN LOOK AT THE PHOTO... TRUST ME... DON'T LOOK AT THE PHOTO FIRST, BUT LAST... This is for all you cooks out there looking for something a little different......... WANT TO HAVE FUN AT A PARTY? PREPARE THIS RECIPE! COMPLETELY EDIBLE, BUT YOUR FRIENDS MAY NOT THINK SO! On a recent visit to our veterinarian to get shots for our cat I found this recipe on the waiting room bulletin board. After recovering from hysterical laughter, I obtain ed a copy from the office staff so that my wife could make it, which she refused to do. I took it to work and gave the recipe to a lady at work who loves cats. The pictures below show the results of her work. It doesn't look very nice, but it's actually quite tasty, so I decided to pass it along. CAKE INGREDIENTS: 1 box spice or German chocolate cake mix 1 box of white cake mix 1 packag e white sandwich cookies 1 large package vanilla instant pudding mix A few drops green food coloring 12 small Tootsie Rolls or equivalent SERVING "DISHES AND UTENSILS" 1 NEW cat-litter box 1 NEW cat-litter box liner 1 NEW pooper scooper 1) Prepare and bake cake mixes, according to directions, in any size pan. Prepare pudding and chill. Crumble cookies in small batches in blender or food processor. Add a few drops of green food coloring to 1 cup of cookie crumbs. Mix with a fork or shake in a jar. Set aside. 2) When cakes are at room temperature, crumble them into a large bowl. Toss with half of the remaining cookie crumbs and enough pudding to make the mixture moist but not soggy. Place liner in litter box and pour in mixture. 3) Unwrap 3 Tootsie Rolls and heat in a microwave until soft and pliable. Shape the blunt ends into slightly curved point s. Repeat with three more rolls. Bury the rolls decoratively in the cake mixture. Sprinkle remaining white cookie crumbs over the mixture, then scatter green crumbs lightly over top. 4) Heat 5 more Tootsie Rolls until almost melted. Scrape them on top of the cake and sprinkle with crumbs from the litter box. Heat the remaining Tootsie Roll until pliable an d hang it over the edge of the box. Place box on a sheet of newspaper and serve with scooper. Enjoy! Ready for the picture? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? I think there will be quite a few people trying this one

Dizzy dog learnt the 2 on 2 off really easily, but Twiglett couldn't get the idea when a titbit wasn't there. Was really stuck about what to do - until I tried the clicker. Click and treat the correct position, and blooming henry she got it. Perfect contacts with me running past or to the side. I would definately recommend it (I'd never used a clicker before for anything and was amazed that it worked so quickly). Am also using them for her weaves (currently on channel weaves).

When you have to visit a public loo, you usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and take your place. Once it's your turn, you check for feet under the stall doors. Every stall is occupied. Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall. You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter. The dispenser for the modern "seat covers" (invented by someone's Mum, no doubt) is handy, but empty. You would hang your bag on the door hook, if there were one, but there isn't - so you carefully but quickly drape it around your neck, (Mum would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR!), yank down your pants, and assume "The Stance." In this position your aging, toneless thigh muscles begin to shake. You'd love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold "The Stance." To take your mind off your trembling thighs, you reach for what you discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser. In your mind, you can hear your mother's voice saying, "Honey, if you had tried to clean the seat, you would have KNOWN there was no toilet paper!" Your thighs shake more. You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday - the one that's still in your bag. That would have to do. You crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It is still smaller than your thumbnail. Someone pushes open your stall door because the latch doesn't work. The door hits your bag, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest and you and your bag topple backward against the tank of the toilet. "Occupied!" you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle on the floor, lose your footing altogether, and slide down directly onto the TOILET SEAT. It is wet of course. You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper - not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try. You know that your mother would be utterly appalled if she knew, because, you're certain, her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear, "You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get." By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of water like a firehose that some how sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too. At that point, you give up. You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat. You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a sweet wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks. You can't figure out how to operate the taps with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past the line of women, still waiting. You are no longer able to smile politely to them. A kind soul at the very end of the line points out a piece of toilet paper trailing from your shoe. (Where was that when you NEEDED it??) You yank the paper from your shoe, plunck it in the woman's hand and tell her warmly, "Here, you just might need this." As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has long since entered, used and left the men's restroom. Annoyed, he asks, "What took you so long and why is your bag hanging around your neck?" .. . .This is dedicated to women everywhere who deal with a public restroom (rest??? you've got to be kidding!!). It finally explains to the men what really does take us so long. It also answers their other commonly asked question about why women go to the loo in pairs. It's so the other gal can hold the door, hang onto your handbag and pass you Kleenex under the door.

Here are 6 reasons why you should think before you speak - the last one is >great! >Have you ever spoken and wished that you could immediately take the words >back...or that you could crawl into a hole? Here are the Testimonials of a >few people who did.... > >FIRST TESTIMONY: > >I walked into a hair salon with my husband and three kids in tow and >asked loudly, "How much do you charge for a shampoo and a blow >job?" I turned around and walked back out and never went back. My >husband didn't say a word...he knew better. > >SECOND TESTIMONY: > >I was at the golf store comparing different kinds of golf balls. I was >unhappy with the women's type I had been using. After browsing for >several minutes, I was approached by one of the good-looking gentlemen >who works at the store. He asked if he could help me. Without >thinking, I looked at him and said, "I think I like playing with men's >balls." > >THIRD TESTIMONY: > >My sister and I were at the mall and passed by a store that sold a >variety of candy and nuts. As we were looking at the display >case, the boy behind the counter asked if we needed any help. I replied, >"No,I'm just looking at your nuts." My sister started to laugh >hysterically. >The boy grinned, and I turned beet-red and walked away. To this day, my >sister has never let me forget. > >FOURTH TESTIMONY: > >While in line at the bank one afternoon, my toddler decided to >release some pent-up energy and ran amok. I was finally able to >grab hold of her after receiving looks of disgust and annoyance >from other patrons. I told her that if she did not start behaving >"right now" she would be punished. To my horror, she looked me >in the eye and said in a voice just as threatening, "If you don't let >me go right now, I will tell Grandma that I saw you kissing Daddy's >pee-pee last night!" >The silence was deafening after this enlightening exchange. >Even the tellers stopped what they were doing. I mustered up the >last of my dignity and walked out of the bank with my daughter in tow. >The last thing I heard when the door closed behind me, were screams >of laughter. > >FIFTH TESTIMONY: > >Have you ever asked your child a question too many times? >My three-year-old son had a lot of problems with potty >training and was on him constantly. One day we stopped at >Taco Bell for a quick lunch in between errands. It was very busy, >with a full dining room. While enjoying my taco, I smelled something >funny, so of course I checked my seven-month-old daughter, and she >was clean. The realized that Danny had not asked to go potty in a while, >so I asked him if he needed to go, and he said "No". I kept thinking >"Oh Lord, that child has had an accident, and I don't have any >clothes with me." Then I said, "Danny, are you SURE you didn't have an >accident?" "No," he replied. I just KNEW that he must have had an >accident, >because the smell was getting worse. >Soooooo, I asked one more time, "Danny, did you have an accident?" >This time he jumped up, yanked down his pants, bent over and >spread his cheeks and yelled "SEE MOM, IT'S JUST FARTS!!" While 30 >people nearly choked to death on their tacos laughing, he calmly pulled >up his pants and sat down. An old couple made me feel better by thanking >me for the best laugh they'd ever had! > >LAST TESTIMONY: > >This had most of the state of Michigan laughing for 2 days and a >very embarrassed female news anchor who will, in the future, likely >think before she speaks. What happens when you predict snow >but don't get any... a true story... We had a female news anchor >that, the day after it was supposed to have snowed and didn't, turned to >the weatherman and asked: "So Bob, where's that 8 inches you >promised me last night?" Not only did HE have to leave the set, but >half the crew did too they were laughing so hard!