This pet story is really interesting! It’s about a rare breed of six-toed dog called the Lundehund. I had no idea this type of dog even existed.
Posted under In the News
This post was written by dwagner on June 3, 2009
Cancer Drug for Dogs
Before passing away our family dog, Huckleberry, suffered from cancer.
Right now I know several people (very unfortunately) battling some type of cancer. I think almost everyone of us is somehow impacted by cancer.
Sadly, the people and pets in our lives are all at risk. It’s sad when any person or pet we love has to go through this horrible battle.
This article caught my attention, and will hopefully save some of our pet’s lives.
One a side note, I’ll be at the Black Hawk County Relay For Life at Hawkeye Community College on Friday, June 19th.
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This post was written by dwagner on June 3, 2009
Is There a Rooster in my House?
I was surprisingly awakened by a rooster this morning. Wait… no… it was actually Cubbie “pretending” to be a rooster!
Cubs and I are sleeping. I’m dreaming a wild dream about running to get Cubbie to save him from a bomb explosion (I have no idea where these dreams come from) when I suddenly hear a “rooster.”
I’m still sleepy, and my first reaction is to put a pillow over my ears. I slowly open one eye and then the other. I see Cubbie sitting up, head and ears completely back and his mouth in the air howling. Sometimes Cubbie wakes me up by barking. This was not barking. It was howling, seriously like a rooster, in a high pitched noise I rarely hear him make.
I try to shhh him and tell him to be quiet. It works for about two seconds. In the two seconds of quiet I hear another dog outside making noise. I have to assume Cubbie is talking to him. Cubbie goes right back to howling. I sit up, and try to get Cubbie to me quiet again.
I usually want Cubbie to be quiet for the benefit of other people, but this morning it was all about me. I was so tired, and he was really, really, really loud!
Finally, Cubbie put his head down and collasped onto me. I began to pet him, and of course, he fell right back asleep.
It never fails. The mornings I can sleep in even a little bit, it never works out. 
Posted under Cubbie stories
This post was written by dwagner on June 3, 2009
