Shameless request on behalf of Maximus

I came *this* close to winning a contest for a painting of Maximus for Beckett's room. I had a sneak attack planned, but alas, the artist announced a winner this morning instead of having the contest run through the end of today. C'est la vie!

BUT

He is having another contest inspired by those of us who have loved and lost our bulldogs. I would be so very thankful if you would consider liking on Facebook Bulldog paintings by Drago:

https://www.facebook.com/pages/Bulldog-paintings-by-drago/148597685191352?ref=ts

And then liking the 2 photos I have up of Maximus:

https://www.facebook.com/pages/Bulldog-paintings-by-drago/148597685191352?ref=ts#!/photo.php?fbid=1946983600194&set=o.148597685191352&theater

and

https://www.facebook.com/pages/Bulldog-paintings-by-drago/148597685191352?ref=ts#!/photo.php?fbid=1946996520517&set=o.148597685191352&theater

Beckett and I would be very appreciative. I try not to dwell on here as I sound like a broken record, but we really miss Max and I would love very much for Beckett to have something special like this to honor his best buddy and his first dog. If you are so inclined to share on Facebook or your blogs, it would be an honor.

Thanks,
Pittieboo

Wordless Wednesday

Equal opportunity lover

As noted, my blog title has the word "beasts" in it as I am an equal opportunity lover. Yes, I prefer the company of dogs, but I will stop for any animal that needs my assistance.

Introducing Mr. McNutty, the baby squirrel:


That is how he looked when I found him when playing outside in the sandbox with Becks. Still alive, but not looking so hot. He fell about 3 stories out a palm tree in our backyard. His mom/dad like to torture my dogs but I had no idea they had babies up in our tree. So we called a wildlife hotline for a rehabber and waited the 2 hours for mom and dad to return. Because baby squirrels can have a hard time staying warm, we were told to place him in a shallow dish with some old towels and a hot water bottle:

We were given the ok to give him water so we carefully used a medicine dropper for him to drink from. He had blood on his nose and I wasn't sure how hurt he was:

So we waited. No sign of mom and dad. With the sun setting, we took him inside for the night and made plans to take him to the animal rehabber the next day. Here he is snuggling up next to the hot water bottle on some old towels and heating pad in a box in my bathroom:

Too soon it was time to take our friend to the animal shelter. Thankfully, Becks knows all about the good work animal shelters do so it was a nice experience to take him to one in a positive manner. Here is our last faux family photo:

Kisses goodbye from faux mommy:

And one last pat from Becks:

I'll call the rehabber today for an update. Please send Mr. McNutty your best wishes for a long and happy life!

Stop and smell the flowers

I have been a bad blogger. What can I say? Been busy at work and struggling to keep up the A+s in school. Shelby is still with us and it's breaking my heart she doesn't have a family of her own yet. Everyone sees and comments how attached she has become to me. Perfect person for Shelby, where are you?

On a sad side note, yesterday marked 5 months of Maximus' passing. And my freaking custom urn for him has yet to arrive. I'm about to have to get ugly with the Etsy seller. And I just know when it does it's not going to be right. Freaking intuition.

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