Monday, April 26, 2010

The Story Of Buddy The German Shepherd

A German Shepard named "Buddy" lives in Caswell Lakes, Alaska, with his best friend, a 23-year-old human named Ben Heinrichs and Ben’s parents. On April 4, Ben was working in a workshop in a shed when a heater touched off a fire in the shop. Ben suffered flash burns on his face, slammed the door to confine the flames and rolled in the snow to extinguish the flames on his clothing. Realizing that Buddy was still inside, Ben went back in to rescue Buddy. When he got Buddy outside, he told Buddy, "We need help."

That’s pretty much what TV's Timmy used to say to Lassie and, like the star collie, Buddy took the advice to heart and took off running. Buddy dashed off and down the road, looking for someone to help.

Meanwhile, neighbors has seen the fireball erupting on the Heinrichs' property and called the state police. Trooper Terrence Shanigan was dispatched to check it out, but his GPS froze up on him, and he was semi-lost in the twisting rural roads and about to take a turn in the wrong direction when he saw a dog in the road. The dog was our hero, Buddy.

When Buddy saw the trooper’s car, he turned and started running back home.Shanigan’s dashcam caught it all. A German shepherd takes off running down partially snow-covered roads, but keeps looking over his shoulder to make sure the car is keeping up.

Buddy sprints along for about a minute in a black-and-white landscape, the only things visible being what is illuminated by the police car’s lights. Finally, the dog takes one last turn. As Shanigan turns with the dog, his windshield lights up with a bright yellow ball of fire that used to be the Heinrichs’ work shed.

When Shanigan got out of his car, Buddy jumped up and made sure the trooper continued to the house. Then, according to the newspaper, Buddy retreated into the woods, seeing that his work as done. Shanigan was able to guide fire trucks to the scene, in time for firefighters to save the Heinrich’s home. The workshop was a total loss.

Here's the first of two videos about Buddy the German Shepherd. Remember to turn off the music from my playlist located on the left sidebar.

Frank was excited about his new rifle, and decided to try bear hunting. He spotted a small brown bear and shot it. There was then a tap on his shoulder, and he turned around to see a big black bear. The black bear said, "That was my cousin, and you have got two choices. Either I maul you to death, or we have sex."

After considering briefly, Frank decided to accede to the latter alternative. Even though he felt sore for two weeks, Frank soon recovered and vowed revenge for his humiliation. He headed out on another trip where he found the black bear and shot it. There was another tap on his shoulder. This time, a huge grizzly bear stood right next to him. The grizzly said, "That was a huge mistake, Frank. That was my cousin and you have got two choices. Either I maul you to death, or we have rough sex."

Again, Frank thought it was better to cooperate. Although he survived, it did take several months before Frank finally recovered. Outraged, he headed back to the woods and he managed to track down the grizzly and shot it. He felt sweet revenge, but then there was a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to find a giant polar bear standing there. The polar bear said, "Admit it Frank, you don't come here for the hunting, do you?"

My Pictures: Buddy is a hero and it's important to point out that he would say that humans are very dedicated friends and deserve the best care possible. Take the time to spend time with your humans and show them that you care for them.

Personally, if I had been in Buddy's paws, I'm not real sure that I would have dashed out into the freezing snow hoping that a car might pass by to help save his human. I would have grabbed the nearest phone and texted my pals down at the animal shelter with directions on how to find the place. What? You don't think I could? Who do you think is typing this entry today? Certainly not "what's-his-name." He never gets up this early.

The Cat's Meow And Puppy Dog Tales: A lady found out her dog could hardly hear so she took it to the veterinarian. He found that the problem was hair in its ears. He cleaned both ears and the dog could hear fine. The vet then proceeded to tell the lady that if she wanted to keep this from recurring she should go to the store and get some "Nair" hair remover and rub it in the dog's ears once a month.

The lady goes to the drug store and gets some "Nair" hair remover. At the register the druggist tells her, "If you're going to use this under your arms don't use deodorant for a few days." The lady says, "I'm not using it under my arms." The druggist says, "If you're using it on your legs don't shave for a couple of days." The lady says, "I'm not using it on my legs either. if you must know, I'm using it on my schnauzer." The druggist says, "Stay off your bicycle for at least a week.

A teacher is explaining biology to her 4th grade students and says, "Human beings are the only animals that stutter." A little girl raises her hand and says, "I had a kitty-cat who stuttered." The teacher, knowing how precious some of these stories could become, asked the girl to describe the incident.

The little girl began, "I was in the back yard with my kitty and the Rottweiler that lives next door got a running start and before we knew it, he jumped over the fence into our yard!" The teacher said, "That must've been scary!" The little gorl replied, "It sure was! My kitty raised his back, went 'Fffff...Fffff...Fffff' and before he could say 'F*ck', the Rottweiler ate him!"

A man walks into a bar and orders a beer. He sips it and sets it down. A monkey swings across the bar and pisses in the beer. The irate man asks the barman who owns the monkey. The barman replies, "The piano player". The man walks over to the piano player and says "Do you know your monkey pissed in my beer?" The pianist replies, "No, but if you hum a few bars, I'll try to play it."

That's it for now. More Soon!

Stray Tuned!

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Happy Easter

Happy Easter to all my family, friends and readers. May the sunshine always warm your lives. I thought I'd post of few pictures and say hello. The next picture is a good shot of my front paws which have seven toes each. Earnest Hemingway is famous for his six-toed and seven-toed cats in Key West, Florida. That's where I got my last name but what's-his-name added an extra "m"....

He says it's because he wanted my name to be different but I think he just doesn't know how to spell.

What's-his-name is finally learning how to work his digital camera and he chose my favorite! He named me Possum because he said that my face reminded him of a possum.

As you may have ascertained, I didn't bother posing for him. I did try for a little while but he kept saying to sit still or look this way, but I got bored and took a nap.

The funny thing about these pictures is that he didn't even give me time to lick my coat and he never asked which side was best.

Anyway, I just wanted to wish everyone a Happy Easter and take advantage of some free time on the computer. You-know-who is already grumbling.....

Have a wonderful Easter Sunday and I'll try to post more soon.

Stay Tuned !