HAVE A ZIGGY KIND OF DAY!!!

HAVE A ZIGGY KIND OF DAY!!!
Showing posts with label bath. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bath. Show all posts

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Fun and Unusual Pet Story

Mommy how dare you tell me I stink! It could be much worse you know. I am showing you this article in the hopes that it will save me from a few baths. I mean really I could be a much smellier pet.
Skunks As Pets? Ohio Woman Says Yes, Indeedhttp://www.peoplepets.com/news/strange/skunks-as-pets-ohio-woman-says-yes-indeed/1


Some of us are dog people. Some of us like cats, horses, birds -- even pigs. Deborah Cipriani, 51, loves skunks. Yes, skunks -- as in black and white, Pepé Le Pew, back-off-or-I'm-going-to-spray-you-with-fumes-so-noxious-it'll-make-your-head-spin skunks. But Cipriani will tell you that skunks come in a wide array of colors, not just black and white, and that keeping them as pets is no different than having a cat or dog to love. Every morning, Cipriani rises at 6 a.m. to feed her pet skunks before leaving for work. "I have an office job that supports my skunk habit," she jokes. Cipriani politely declines to reveal exactly how many skunks she currently has, but will say that she has 40 to 50 litter boxes strewn around her house that she cleans twice a day. It takes close to an hour to feed each of her skunks a breakfast of 1/3 to 1/4 cup of frozen vegetables and their supplements. At night she feeds them holistic dog food mixed with an array of fresh vegetables, fruit, chicken, yogurt, cottage cheese or cereal. "Between the food and the supplements, it costs about $600 a month," Cipriani tells PEOPLEPets.com. "You have to feed skunks the right diet, including calcium, or else they'll lose bone density and start crawling."

licks and sniffs to all my pals Sasha
p.s. Mommy is feeling a little "under the weather" so she won't be doing my tailgate recipe post this weekend. I think"under the weather" means that she keeps running to the potty and staying in there forever and I don't want to be"under the weather". I will take care of her that is if she ever comes out .

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

New Kitchens are EVIL

Hello my friends. I always had a bad feeling about this new kitchen idea from the start. I am sad to say that I was right. My Mommy got a new sink with a new sprayer thingy(the old one was broken) and to celebrate I get a BATH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I ask you how is that a way to celebrate. Mommy needs to look that word up in the dictionary. Oh the horror of it all, she kept spraying me and spraying me, I tried to fight, but in the end I am clean. It took me days and weeks to get this good smell on me and its gone, just like that for no reason at all. I think she even held my head under water at one point and I blacked out. Sasha, I did not you take that back!! Oops ok maybe she didn't but she looked like she wanted to. I am defeated and I need a nap.

Beware sink sprayer thingy's my friends.
licks and sniffs, Sasha

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Sasha's Dog Hero of the Week

Hello my friends, I am going to do a weekly post on a pet hero. There are many pets that go above and beyond the call of duty every day to help the humans. Paws up to all the heroes out there.

Do you believe in canine guardian angels and the kindness of strangers? You just might after reading this story. Early one morning, Yolanda Segovia's neighbor, Stacey Savige, knocked on her door and asked her to temporarily take in a stray dog she had found. The scruffy terrier mix had no collar or microchip. Segovia eyed the pooch -- burrs sticking to his belly and mud caking his fur -- and reluctantly agreed to foster him for the day. An erstwhile hairdresser, Segovia hasn't worked since 2006. At 47, she is a survivor of breast cancer and cervical cancer. A divorced single mother of two, Segovia shares her Port Tampa, Florida home with her 10 year-old son Azaiah and 21 year-old son Christian. Her elder son has Down Syndrome; he cannot speak or bathe himself, and he has had heart surgery and a kidney transplant,
reports the St. Petersburg Times. Azaiah immediately took to the dog, whom he named RaeLee (pronounced "Riley"). Segovia and her sons bought the dog a collar, leash, ball and brown bed from the dollar store, and all that day, Azaiah played with the dog, laughing gleefully whenever RaeLee licked his face. "Don't fall in love with him," Segovia warned.Segovia and Savige made 4,000 FOUND flyers with the dog's picture, stuffed mailboxes and put an ad on Craigslist. When no one called, RaeLee stayed the night at the Segovias' house. His dog bed was placed in the living room, but when the boys climbed into their twin beds, RaeLee dragged his bed down the long hallway and bunked with the boys in their room.By Saturday -- four days later -- no one had called to claim RaeLee, and he was still living with the Segovias. The honey-colored terrier had started responding to his new name. He almost never barked, loved playing rambunctiously with Azaiah, and was tender with Christian.
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One afternoon, the dog settled himself on the floor near Christian as he watched a "Barney" video in his room. Segovia was outside watering the plants when the placid moment was shattered by the sound of RaeLee crashing into the screen door and barking crazily. Alarmed, Segovia opened the door, only to have the dog race back through the house towards the boys' room. Segovia followed, screaming when she caught sight of her son. Christian was "slumped over, his body writhing in a seizure, blood streaming from his nose and mouth." RaeLee stood next to him yelping, but suddenly went quiet when Yolanda reached down to hold her son. "If he hadn't come to get me," Segovia said, "the neurologist said Christian would have choked on his own blood and died." The dog, she decided, was a keeper.
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But the next day, Segovia and her sons were heartbroken when someone called to claim the dog they had come to love. Randy Cliff, 34, who lived six blocks away said he had been searching for his dog -- real name Odie -- for over a week. Odie had lived with Cliff, his wife, their four children and infant granddaughter. Savige cried, telling Cliff, "That dog saved my friend's son."When Cliff came to collect his dog, RaeLee a.k.a. Odie, leapt off the Segovias' porch and into his arms. Christian watched from a window. Azaiah stood on the porch watching the man hug the dog he knew as RaeLee. "We're going to miss you," he said, tearfully. Looking up, Cliff took in the scene -- Christian looking scared, Azaiah looking downtrodden -- and asked, "Is that your brother?" Azaiah nodded yes.With a sudden change of heart, Cliff put the dog back down. "Maybe Odie was supposed to find you," Cliff told a stunned and delighted Azaiah. "Maybe you should keep him."And that is how the kindness of strangers -- Savige for rescuing a lost dog, Segovia for taking him in, and Cliff for giving up his pet to a pair of brothers who needed the dog more -- brought RaeLee to live with Azaiah, Christian and their mother.
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THE P O W E R of the P A W!!!!
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licks and sniffs, Sasha

Monday, June 15, 2009

SASHA WANTS TO REMIND YOU

JUNE 26 IS OFFICIAL (NO JOKE) TAKE YOUR DOG TO WORK DAY. PLEASE CLICK ON THE LINK FOR MORE INFO. SASHA IS READY TO GO. I DO HOPE THAT THIS IS NOT AN EVENT MADE UP BY THE SQUIRRELS TO CATCH ALL THE DOGS OFF GUARD AND THEN INVADE THEIR FORTRESS. I DON'T THINK THEY ARE THAT SMART.
TakeYourDog.com.
TO MY FRIENDS, YOU MIGHT HAVE TO TAKE A BATH FOR THIS ONE, BUT I THINK IT WILL BE WORTH IT. SASHA

Thursday, June 11, 2009

SASHA FINDS A FRIEND IN THE MIRROR

OK I AM HAVING A REALLY BAD DAY AGAIN. FIRST EVERYONE SAID THAT I SMELLED BAD, AFTER I HAD A GOOD ROLL IN THE GRASS OUTSIDE. IT FELT SO GOOD BUT I GUESS MY MOM AND SISTER DIDN'T AGREE BECAUSE SURPRISE I GOT THROWN IN THE SHOWER. AS IF THAT ISN'T BAD ENOUGH I GOT OUT AND THERE IS ANOTHER DOG IN HERE WITH ME. HOW DID THAT HAPPEN? WELL I AM GOING TO PUT A STOP TO THIS, I AM GOING DOWN TO TELL MY DAD AND YOU BETTER NOT FOLLOW ME!

Monday, May 11, 2009

Bath day


What did I do to deserve this. I keep myself clean, I roll in the grass outside all the time. I lick myself whenever necessary so why must I be tortured with a bath?? Now I have to start all over again to get my old smell back, it never ends. Well at least the joke is on my Mom, I got her all wet and even growled at her a few times just to try to scare her into letting me out. It didn't work, I am clean. WHY?