Puppy Mill by Wanda M.
After knowing another fox
terrier for a few years and recovering from
the death (at 16 years) of our previous dog,
Friend of Man Martin, we began our search
for a fox terrier. We watched the ads in
the newspapers and at the pet supply store
and the vet's. Whenever we saw one, it was
gone before we could get there. Finally one
showed up in the paper. We called and
went. It was over 100 degrees on 7/1/02 and
we drove 3 1/2 hours, only to find ourselves
on a horse farm with one barn full of horse
stalls filled with puppies of every size,
shape and breed. My husband's first
instinct was to leave immediately, but my
niece and I could not bare the thought of
one of the puppies having to stay there who
could possibly leave with us. So we asked
to be shown the fox terriers and chose the
one who greeted us as soon as we entered the
barn. My husband put them through his own
tests, but Steph and I had already chosen.
We just had to let Todd choose the right one
on his own. Then the manager did the
paperwork, gave the puppy 2 shots and shoved
a bunch of pills down his throat, we paid
and left. On the way home, the puppy
vomited 13 times and by the time we got home
he had diarrhea and was lethargic. After a
couple of days of TLC, he came around and
was fine. As he grew, we realized he was
mixed with something other than fox terrier,
(maybe Jack Russell) but he was our little
boy and we would not have parted with him
for the world. His hair is too long for a
fox terrier and he grows a beard but this
does not matter to us. Maybe we were just
lucky to get such a good boy. He was sold
as a purebred Fox Terrier, bred by an Amish
farmer and sold on the horse farm. There is
no way that manager could have told one
puppy from another, there were so many of
them crammed together (30-50 per stall). So
this time we decided to do some research and
find breeders (reputable) with whom to do
business.
So now you know our horror
story which had a very happy ending.

Bear Chases by Wanda M.
with
Sweetmont's Tribulation and Junior
Both dogs have been on three
bear chases now. They see a bear in the
woods and just take off after it. All the
yelling in the world does not deter them.
We take off after them with the whistle with
which I call them and a shotgun. Junior
usually heeds the whistle and comes back,
but Dixie stays with the bear. Once Todd
caught up to them and the bear was tired
from the run uphill and was just trudging
along with Dixie running circles around him
barking wildly. She finally came to Todd
and he fired the shotgun up into the trees
to scare the bear away. Two weeks ago I was
potting petunias in the back yard and the
dogs were digging in the yard when a bear
came down from the woods and started chasing
the dogs. I yelled for Todd who came out
and fired the gun. The bear ran and the
dogs turned right around and chased him.
Todd got them back in short order that day.
Then last Sunday they saw a bear in the
woods and took off after it and I was home
alone so I grabbed the whistle and gun and
ran up through the woods after them myself.
Junior came back as soon as he heard me, but
Dixie took quite a while. I have to make
sure I can see both of them before I will
fire the shotgun just to make sure I aim it
in a direction that could not possibly get
them with even one pellet. We are not
shooting to injure the bear, either, just
scare him away. It's been a week today
without a bear, so maybe they realize this
is not a good place to walk through.
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One Talented Terrier
with
Sweetmont's Gracious Protector
I recently placed one of my
sfts in a new home only to discover maybe
this is one I should have kept---for
commercials =)
The family had to go out for
the evening and not wanting to leave Desi in
a crate, they gated him in the bathroom. All
seemed well, so off the family went. When
they arrive home, however, things had
changed considerably. Desi was sitting on
the couch --watching tv.
No one had left the tv on.
Evidently the dog had cleared the gate,
jumped on the couch, hit the remote in the
process, and found a program that suited him
--lol. This little escapade "took the cake"
for original stunts in my experience
and it absolutely reinforced their
appreciation for what interesting
experiences a terrier brings to one's life.
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Struck By Lightning
with
Carol Stull of Amber-Aire
I had a very close call on Sat. We were
having a very serious electrical storm.
I had my Airedale puppies out in a large
pen I made out of 2 x-pens. They were
under cover but I decided to pull part
of the x-pen into the garage so they
would be out of the wind until it was
over. As I was standing in my basement
the light in my ceiling fan stated to
sizzle but didn't blow. I immediately
turned it off and went into the garage
to pull the x-pen in. As I was doing
this I could hear my breaker box sizzle
and crackle. The thunder was deafening
and occurred within a split second of
the noise in the breaker box. As I went
to bend over the x-pen I received a
shock and a spark flew off of the pen.
At this point,all of the 11. 5 week old
puppies were huddled up against the
pen. They all received the same shock
as I did as I completed the connection
by touching the pen. I do not remember
how I got the puppies out but I do
remember picking one up and getting a
shock from one of the pups. I was very
dazed and quit upset as I was here
alone. I remember calling someone
and asking them what to do as the
weather did not let up. I was standing
in the basement with all of the puppies
loose and wondering where we would be
safe. I have an x-pen in the whelping
room. I did not feel this was a wise
choice with the storm. Again I have no
memory of how I got them out of the
pen. After it passed and the sun came
out I put them back outside and tried to
gather myself. I check on everyone and
they seem fine. I called my neighbor
to come up, she use to raise Shepherds.
As we were talking I saw that the
puppies had difficulty walking and
seemed like they had no control over
their hind quarters. With that I called
my vet. She had no advice to give me
other than keep an eye on them and if
they did not improve take them to the
emergency clinic. As the night went on
they seemed to recover. By Sunday
evening they were all back to normal. I
myself felt like a got hit by a truck on
Sunday. I slept until 12:30 PM and was
barely walk around to do my chores. It
was a very eye opening experience.
Mother Nature is definitely in charge.
My vet felt that the electric impulses
from the brain to the muscle was
temporarily short circuited. That could
also explain why when I tried to step
over something I fell and landed on my
elbow and shoulder. My leg did not
respond to my brain. I feel very lucky
to be alive. It could have been much
worse.
As
it turns out my neighbor’s transformer
was hit and all we can figure out was
the lightning coming back out of the
ground. Fortunately, I had just seen a
diagram of how it dispersed after it
strikes. It comes up all around the
strike zone. I never want to experience
anything like this again. Thankfully we
are alright.
I wonder if all of these puppies will be
afraid of thunder.
Carol Stull......glad to be here!
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Electrocution Scare
with Sweetmont's Epiphany
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March 18, 2005
We had a near tragedy here. I just
got back from the vet. While I was
answering an email, I heard a weird
zzz,,,,zzzzz,,, sound. I turned
around to discover Ani collapsed on
the floor; she had bitten the tv
cord and was lying there with the
cord snagged in her lower teeth. (
Note the cord was bundled up off the
floor and at window sill level, so
she had to jump up to snap at it. )
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I flew across the room and unplugged the
cord. Ani continued briefly to just lay
there stunned ; her tongue and gums
were blue gray. I called the vet and
they had me come in immediately. Of
course there were garbage trucks and
trailers with backhoes in front of me on
the 2 lane country highway going 40-45
nearly the entire way with continuous
oncoming traffic--so no passing. I was
about out of my mind with frustration
and concern by the time I arrived.
Ani looks Ok, but we are taking no
chances. They are following full
protocols: ecg, blood panels, lassick to
keep fluid off the lungs, anitbiotics,
and a lung panel.
I pick her up tonight.
OUTCOME:
Ani being a terrier may be what kept her
alive. Chances arethe fact she grabbed
the cord with her front teeth and her
tongue back in her mouth is what kept
her from serious harm. If her tongue had
been in contact with the chord, the vets
speculate that the electricity would
have flowed through her and done serious
damage to major organs. Fortunately, the
x-ray came back without major concerns.
She is on 48 hr. watch with minimal
stress and activity. As it is, should
ANY breathing difficulties surface she
is to go to Cornell asap. I get the
bloodwork results Sat.
Ani was fine. With all that had gone on
around here then and the trips to the
vet, I had asked them if they just
wanted to keep the credit card. Little
did I know then how true that statement
would be. A litter of pups would be
born by C-section on April 19th,
2005 at the same Animal Hospital =)
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Intruder Alert!
by Kathy Steedman
with
Sweetmont's Clever Endeavor
Tonight about 11:30 when my son
took Porter out for his last
break before bedtime, something
was not right. Porter started
sniffing and growling as he ran
around the yard and sure enough,
there was a strange man in our
yard. My son yelled for me to
call the police and get my
husband as Porter continued to
stand about five feet in front
of the guy and bark his little
heart out. Quite a show! I am
so proud of my little dog. I am
glad no one got hurt and the
police were here in about two
minutes. The man was obviously
in an altered state and did not
understand why we were upset
that he was in our (completely
fenced) yard. I do believe he
was looking for something to
steal. Tom has been building a
large garden shed this weekend
and there are materials in the
yard. All the tools are locked
away in the house, but I'm sure
this guy was not just taking a
shortcut like he claimed. Who
takes a shortcut through a
fenced yard?
Porter had to be picked up and
carried into the house and he
continued to "talk" for the next
10 minutes. He and my son did a
good job tonight.
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