Thursday, September 30, 2010
I just wanted to pop over and post because it just made me do one of those "huh....lets think about that" moments. And whenever any one stops me because they don't know the dog breed I say its the Queen's dog. I wonder if I would get more of a response by saying "its the dog from Coyboy and Bebop." I guess it depends on my demographic.
Have a good day. Off the park now. :-) And Bark in the Park is tomorrow!!!!
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
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Monday, September 20, 2010
Now I am not a huge football fan- I could care less about football but for $2.99 I couldn't pass it up. My boyfriend works at the arena when the Panthers play hockey so he's going to see if he can get me a Panther's fleece blanket to make her a Panther's coat. Because we both are HUGE hockey fans! Marlins will be next. :-)
I plan on putting orange ruffles on it around with butt so she will be noticed as a GIRL.
PS. Also the etsy shop wil be going soon. Im still in the midst of getting enough things done, and prices figured out. Keep you all posted.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Thanks for sticking with me. :-)
Stay tuned to later on; I'm going to make a boy's bow tie also.
Flower button #1 I made. It was a little small for Whiskey but still cute. I attached this with a hook and eye.
Wearing her button.
This is the 2nd one I made for her. More muted colors and a little bigger. It also matches the kitty's
Here is a close up. This one I attached with elastic.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
I came through the drive though cause of the other little head you see sticking out my window (I didn't actually say it). Ok I'll go later or another day.
So striking out on those 2 I decided to take Whiskey to the big park for her to run around a little. Drive up to the park and its closed.... All broward county parks are closed on Tuesday and Wednesdays. Of course how could I have forgotten. ARG! Fine we'll go to the little park (which I actually had a good reason to not go there in the first place.) We head out and she is running and rolling and playing and just having a fun old time. Until....she spots the
Maybe better luck tomorrow for me.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Also- I would like to thank ALL of you that left me comments on my Interesting turn of events post. You all had great words of encouragement and you really lifted my spirits!! THANK YOU!! :-)
When I first got her she use to scarf down her food, afraid someone would take it away or that it might be her last meal. Now that she has learned she will ALWAYS get fed twice a day. Last night I fed her at her normal 7:30 time. At that time we were also preparing our dinner.
Let me side track for a moment- Whiskey was confused all together because mommy was home all day.
So while we were finishing up setting the table with our dinner, Whiskey was suppose to be eating hers.... suppose to. She decided she liked the smell of our dinner more. Off she trots into the kitchen. I had to heard the herding dog over back to her dish and specifically tell her "finish your dinner." She'd take a bite, look at me and try to walk back into the kitchen. Fine. My family and I sat down for dinner and I put the gate up in my room because I was going to treat her like a 2 year old. She was going to learn that she was not going to get any yummy people food unless she finished her food. Well she acted like a 2 year old. She barked and barked. I said she was just going to have to bark it out and get tired. My parents didn't want to listen to a barking dog all durning dinner. So she won. She got let out of my room and got the circle the kitchen table full of yummy smells. Once dinner was done I broke up a few green pepper slices and threw them in her bowl too and told her to finish her dinner. And she did. Its just so funny to see her actions change since I first got her. It just reassures my prediction that she was just a dog to make puppies. That she was probably kept in a kennel all the time unless there was a male involved. She probably had to fight for her food. Now with all this freedom and knowing she is always going to have a meal she is really able to enjoy life and be a dog.
Monday, September 13, 2010
I'll walk you though:
I worked at a physical therapy office for people that had a car accident or slip and fall. I had a new patient on Thursday in the afternoon. She didn't show up (which happens a lot actually). So I call the patients the next day ad reschedule or find out what is going on. So Friday I was going to call this patient after lunch when it was more quiet in the office. Literally 5 minutes before calling said patient I am checking my voice mails. The boss, head honcho, el douche calls my on the phone: "hello?"
"did that patient come in yesterday?"
"was anyone notified of this?"
"no. I was going to call the patient now."
"not the answer. was anyone notified about this?"
"ok." ::CLANK:: hangs up.
I call the patient and reschedule her for Monday. My department manager and the marketing manager actively talking in the kitchen (which I have clear site of). Marketing manager ask me to come in.
"We have to fire you."
"because the boss says so"
"what he says goes."
To cut the story short I try to explain myself with no avail. I got 1/2 a day of training, everything else I learned on my own. No one told me if a new patient didn't show up that I had to let anybody know.
Since I started on Cinco de Mayo we had more that 2 hands of new patient not show up for their initial appointment. I call reschedule and voila they show up and we continue on our marry way called therapy.
I txted the massage therapist that I worked with that we had created a friendship relationship he was as shocked as I was. He tried to get to the bottom of it...
Basically got the same answer I did.
"you didn't answer the way they wanted you to" <-- exact text.
Then I also learn that they already have a girl for the spot from one of the other offices.
Now not to sound crude, but honestly is the truth: If your not sucking anyone at that job you don't get to keep it.
Since I was there for a whole 4 months I saw 5 people come and go. I dint want to be one of those statics. I know there is another job somewhere out there for me. However I really did enjoy that one. I am just more upset they think (and can) treat people like that.
I'm trying to make lemonade out of lemons so hello Etsy shop! I will be opening one soon, and I will keep everyone posted.
Whiskey doesn't know what do with me being home though. Its kinda cute.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
So when sending out the Paws it Forward boxes I thought this would be perfect since we are all corgi lovers!
You can check out Corgi Butts and Butterball the Nutball for the pieces I did for them.
After they blogged about the boxes and the paintings that were included. Laurie of Sadie the Rescued Corgi asked if she could order one.
I had been thinking about selling some of my paintings (and not necessarily the corgi ones) anyways this was the opportunity. Mostly I make paintings for family members or my boyfriend (who has 4) but why not spread the love and make other people happy with a little piece of art.
Laurie and I started talking and we discussed colors and I got to it. She liked the bright colors that were in Kelly's but I don't want any 2 paintings to looks the same, so I adjusted 2 of the colors.
This is Laurie's:
I was really pleased with this one!
So now here is your chance. I will take private made just for you orders for a painting. Generally I do them on an 11x14 canvas. I can go bigger or smaller but truthfully the 11x14 is the perfect size for me to paint and to ship. :-)
E-mail me at ktef(at)yahoo.com replace (at) with @ to discuss your very own corgi painting.
My story: I always wanted a dog. We always had cats, which I'm not complaining- I love my cats but I wanted more of a companion. I always knew I wanted a big dog. I was IN LOVE with huskies (and still am) for the longest time. But a husky in south FLA, not fair to that poor animal. So I had to rethink that decision. When I was about 13 one of our neighbors rescued a 3-legged dalmatian. They had 4 dogs already and couldn't handle 1 more. My parents hemmed and hawed over getting this dog. They thought a little too long because a few days later the dog was picked up by a couple in Cali with a huge plot of land for this 3-legged dog to run around as much as he wanted. My parents tell me they were "thinking" about adopting this dog after he found his forever home. Thanks mom and dad. I suppose it worked out for the best in the long long long run. Fast forward to today (for a moment) My current boyfriend (and probably the man I'm going to spend the rest of my life with). He doesn't like dalmatians so much... when he was 7 one of his
Back to my corgi story...sorry.
I had given up on getting a dog because I knew the only one I would get in my house was a small on that no one noticed and thought was a cat. And I don't do yappy little dogs.. no thank you.
On an episode of Dogs 101 were the corgis. I fell in love. It was a small enough to be an indoor dog, but still had the endurance to run around outside and who could resist that corgi face!!! I was in love! I was on the search for a corgi. I wanted a full blood corgi and more than likely wanted a rescue. I began looking on craigslist and petfinder. I was drawing blanks. So I looked into buying. There was an adorable corgi girl at the local pet store for $800.00 I love the little bugger, but I couldn't justify spending $800 on a dog. So I searched breeders, which has a slight lower cost that I could justify but they all lived 5 or more hours north of me- couldn't justify that. I came to the conclusion that I would just have to wait when Josh and I get our own place, because neither one of us wanted to stay in south FLA. One more search on petfinder and I find Roxie a 2 year old corgi. SO CUTE! I emailed the foster mom and she mailed back the application. When she received that back she said I sounded perfect. We set a time for a meet up and Roxie came home with me for a 2 week trail. First hurdle I had to get over was convincing my parents. That was like a 5 foot hurdle too but I made it! I called her foster mom and said she was staying if that was ok. She was more than happy that Roxie found a forever home. I still talk to her and send her pictures regularly. Roxie though was not going to do for a name... So the renaming began. I didn't want to confuse her too much by completely changing it up so I decided to try and keep the "ie" sound. Names on the final list were:
Caju (french for cashew)
We had a food theme going on. We settled on Whiskey, she seemed to respond best to it.
I still want another corgi perhaps from puppy-hood this time and Josh wants a bigger dog that he can take on looooong jogs. Alas those WILL have to wait until we get our own place.
What's your story? or How did you end up with a corgi of all dogs?
Friday, September 3, 2010
"why what do you need?"
"nothing. just fun to look."
We walked out with a new toy for whiskey and a cooling bandanna. (all on clearance). Our Petco has an awesome clearance section. I also had to get some dog food for the picky little eater. Apparently she is getting bored of the other stuff and we have to keep telling her to finish her own dinner.
I know Karen of Butterball the Nutball has said that she will pick up anything that has a corgi on it. I am the same way. Here is south FLA there are not a lot of corgis around. I've seen 2 at the dog park before, so I get pretty excited when I see another corgi or something that has to do with corgis.
So now for the survey:
1. Do you pick something up for your puppers at the pet store every time you go?
2. Do you pick up things just cause they have that cute corgi smug on it?
Thursday, September 2, 2010
"No Whiskey its nite nite time."
She keep nosing it around the floor. Fine I'm going to go pick it up and put in back on her bed where it belongs (Because now it is in the middle of my rug). I pick up the one corner and out crawls a HUGE had to be 3 inch coca roach!
I jumped from where I was standing to my bed (a good 3 foot jump). Screaming and hollering and trying to hold on to Whiskey so she doesn't have a giant protein snack. Luckily my mom was still in the kitchen, grabbed a shoe and smushed it to smithereens. So that night and every night since Whiskey has been my bug finder- that is her most important job for my room.
Her other jobs include:
vacuum of any fallen food
and now- bug sniffer-outer
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
#30 is my sweet little puppers, Whiskey. Make #30 part of your finalist list. :-) Vote here.