tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305744872024-03-23T12:07:50.509-06:00BlueHeelerCrossThis is a site about Charlie Kelley-Church a Blue Heeler Cross and her 3 kitty siblings: Nerise, Worf, and SimonCharlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.comBlogger75125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-32205296775417425912015-02-07T11:26:00.002-07:002015-02-07T11:26:54.040-07:00Last Call<span style="font-size: small;">Many things have happened and the family is all but gone, including me. The mom passed 2008, the dad has remarried and I lived with them until just recently. Worf died of old age, Simon and Neryes went to live together, then I heard Simon died, natural causes, he was old when the Mom and Dad rescued him from the shelter. I had a good yard, grass too, then it got rocked to save water and</span> it was hard to walk on. I started getting old. I stayed in the warm house and garage sometimes when it was real cold. I had some of the problems old critters get and got some meds for it. The Vet pretty much said I was getting old. The sunny spots felt good on many days, and the dad always had a good spot for me inside on my own blanket. The Dad said I was living longer than most dogs in my weight and general class category. Some days I just didn't want to get up, but I did because that's what dogs do. I was always happy to see the Dad, but I was getting a lot slower and I think that one day he came looking for me, I was warm in my heated doggy space, I looked at him and he me and I think we both knew our paths were going to separate soon. One more vet visit and the doc told the Dad I was almost half what I did weigh, and lots of my parts were not working, I know some days the aspirin didn't always work. But the Dad always kept the water melted and the food on time. Extra treats too. My looker-after when they were gone lady visited and she was unhappy and then all the days were sunny, until my Dad loaded me up one last time. That day it was rainy, Everyone at the vet's office was very quiet and the dad was sad. He stayed with me as the vet gave me a shot to relax me. The Dad sat on the floor with me. It was very nice to have my head on his lap. His rubs were good as always. Well the next thing I know I've crossed the Rainbow Bridge and I see the Mom and all the critters she had and since most were cats they faked disinterest, I got to meet her before me dog, Baron, he was a nice one, big, but nice. I asked where the Dad was and the Mom said he'll be along later. So we play, eat and lay in the sun, sometimes we think about those who are yet to come and some days we don't.<br />
Charli.<br />
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Charli passed quietly Sept 19. 2014. She was, by our best estimates almost 18 years old where most dogs of her make and model live to be 15-16. I miss her and all my critters.<br />
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the Dad, Tomtcxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05119255535093733129noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-90652378598427646112012-05-28T09:27:00.000-06:002012-05-28T09:27:04.984-06:00I'm happy to see some old friends still here, the dad will be in the Seattle area in a month, if he has time maybe he'll look up the old dog haven. he's not happy about parting company because he always has been the last person all his past critters see before the Rainbow Bridge. He's not one of those throw away critters on a whim type, even if he finds a tick on me.tcxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05119255535093733129noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-60392935247155118162012-05-28T09:13:00.000-06:002012-05-28T09:15:54.582-06:00Yes we are still in Albuquerque, NM . the dads new place is Rio Rancho, a place NW of Albuquerque, about 20 miles away. I know I'm pretty old 17? I was about 2 years when the dad and passed mom found me in the pound. People always want a young jumpy puppy, maybe in my next life I will come back as a dog, why mess with perfection? this week I am going to try the new place, but my new future mom is sending mixed signals to my dad.. Dad made me a bed in the garage last night, it was better than the ground, but not my home. my home has 2 really nice cubby holes, but the new mom will not allow my dad to have those in her yard. I think the dad will create one if I can stay. They are planning a long trip soon and I got to visit the family who will look after me. they have 3 dogs and I can only stay for a visit. they have a big house. I was very quiet and the people said when I got up to go to my dad I was more animated then I was since I got there. Strange house, strange but nice people. this week my dad is taking me to get cleaned and polished, I hope he's kidding about that polished part.tcxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05119255535093733129noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-69884693615273597192012-05-27T12:41:00.003-06:002012-05-27T12:41:51.904-06:00hi all it's been a long time since my last post, one cat has been readapted and is doing well, now my plea, do you know anyone who might take an old dog in. me?? the dad has kept up with my shots and license, but the new place he's moving to with a soon to be wife isn't a very good dog yard and the new mom had to get rid of her old dog, and well the floor to too slippery for me. I tried and while my dad laughed , it wasn't funny to have no traction at all. the lady is nice enough but her yard is too neat and sterile, I wonder if my dad can even make it a good yard. it took awhile getting back online, the dumb dad forgot all the passwords, its a wonder he even remembered the place, but he wants me to go to a family that will love a good dog. and thought this would be another avenue of chance. any chance you have room for 2 old cats too, Simon and Worf? just checking. I missed Nesire, when she went away, and heard she hid in the garage for almost a week in her new home. now she is a family member. btw I get along with small critters, some feral cats have moved in and while my yard is very different from 2 years ago, those darn cats follow me everywhere.tcxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05119255535093733129noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-38916008991561786862011-04-21T20:14:00.004-06:002011-04-21T20:23:49.975-06:00summer beginsCharlie here at long last, the dad is moving in with that GF from last year, I went out there for awhile. she will live with me, but the cats gotta go. the dad is agonizing about how to find 3 old cats homes. she has slick hard to stand on floors and no carpet, but the dad says it's easier to clean. he has moving stuff and things inside get moved around. tonight he's cleaning up old stuff and came across this blog. he still get sad sometimes, but can't help that I guess he always will, went to a groomer the past month, all spiffied up, maybe every month when we move. <div>now back to my yard dust bowl. the dad is taking down all those beds he fenced off from me. I get to supervise.</div><div>he going to see his sister in texas soon and a nice girl visits me then. things sure changed when the mom died, maybe again after we move, I sure miss all her rubbing, she gave me lots, the dad lets me lick his yogurt boxes</div><div>so it could be worse I guess. my favorite car to ride in is gone, to a daughter who needed it. so now I get to ride in the truck if dad can clean it. if anyone is still listening bark bark and I'll try to get him on again. </div><div><br /></div>tcxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05119255535093733129noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-7647845361876501482010-10-10T22:48:00.002-06:002010-10-10T22:59:47.497-06:00new girlfriend and fall daysthe dad has found another girlfriend. this one visited me a few days ago. he spends lots of days away, and he comes back several times. he's even missed our bark park walks. today we went to the bark park, but part of it is blocked off. the dad says to add a wheelchair path. I guess so, if he says so. there is a new puppy next door. stupid little white dog, not a very good guard dog, it's trying to sound mean, but it's not in his puppy ways. the cats are doing ok, Worf stays in lots. balls fly over the yard and sometimes the dad tossed them back. the weeds are big, if the dad stay here instead of away maybe the yard wouldn't have weeds. he still provides meaty bones, when he's here, and lets me stay in more often now winter is coming on. he had another garden blog, but gave up on that. he's not much gardening still the mom went to the rainbow bridge. maybe next year, he said his tomatoes did nothing, the other stuff did nothing but he had a good crop of squash bugs. I don't think he will raise that stupid plant again. well if anyone is still out there. I'm letting you all know that I think the dad has found another GF, so far this is his longest. maybe she'll stay here and pet me, the dad says when he cleans up more. bark latertcxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05119255535093733129noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-50572818956173510642010-06-03T23:53:00.002-06:002010-06-04T00:02:15.481-06:00June daysit's getting pretty hot here, 100 deg this weekend, the dad is doing more gardening this year and I'm still helping him. he's giving me lots of head rubs always now and we bark park every Sunday. the last time we went late and I convinced him 2 laps instead of out normal 3 in this hotness was plenty. he thought about it and agreed. maybe there is hope for this person. the meatly bones are pretty small this week, I hope he gets bigger ones next time. but I accept them and eat them. One of the cats sniff at tit and I went berserk well the cat backed off. the dad says I should be so aggressive about food, but darn it it's mine, and maybe the cat food is mine too when no one is looking. the dad caought me once, so he knows I do it, but I'm careful. the dad is still dating, but I think he's given up, he goes out less and agonizes less. Worf is getting old, he stays pretty quiet, he's older than I am and I'm 9 years here, the dad says he showed up as a little kitten when the Mom and Dad moved in.<br /><br />well I'm off to bed, the dad fixed my daytime cool spot, but it wasn't planned to make it wetter, but i think it will help.<br /><br />Charlitcxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05119255535093733129noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-2312084415034898502010-05-04T00:41:00.005-06:002010-05-04T00:56:01.681-06:00long dry spell<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrODadYtvyS-nVz7GlPUjezT66NcxDfmBvbfn6Qda0T4YviMjNT-rcp0KafJKEpz2JhfF4Xx9hX_OLh09BoGHQlK2G0mbWuAoz9b-krWqahB94BMBcl14PgPTU0DdDa36ayue-Zg/s1600/charlie-04-2010-B.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrODadYtvyS-nVz7GlPUjezT66NcxDfmBvbfn6Qda0T4YviMjNT-rcp0KafJKEpz2JhfF4Xx9hX_OLh09BoGHQlK2G0mbWuAoz9b-krWqahB94BMBcl14PgPTU0DdDa36ayue-Zg/s320/charlie-04-2010-B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467302221511960098" /></a><br />for those still watching, the dad finally got back online. I convinced him the older picture needed updating so I stood long enough for a picture, he took some goofy ones. not much this winter going on here, hail this week, it looked like snow bit sure didn't feel like snow. I on;y consented to this picture, 'cause I was playing around and the dad said it was the only way to get me not blurred, that and that cookie that's out of frame, the dad is still dating. one lady was over for awhile but then she quit coming around, the dad wasn't too upset, I kinda missed the extra rubs, but she only was here a little. even Neryris let her rub her. I liked her, she gave good rub, although the dad said I got better then he did. I'd never ever dogged dreamed of that. after a vet visit the vet said I was getting old, sure some aches, and after a few laps at the bark park, I let the dad know it's time to rest up. he now sprinkles on some white stuff in my food for my aches, the dog doctor said it was ok. he think's he hides it, but I can tell, at first I ate around it, now I don't. well I'm off the bed, the dad too. I'll try to get him to write more, but he still gets sad sometimes about the mom, not so much anymore, me too, I miss following her at the bark park, I ran to one person , but it wasn't her, so I came back to dad. he saw me approach her like I did with the mom, well maybe some day I'll find her. CharlieCharlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-81913598263790159652009-10-06T21:54:00.002-06:002009-10-06T22:17:22.611-06:00election daythe dad got up way early and got ready to go to vote, I'm not sure what that meant but I got my meaty bone early. sometimes he waits on the weekends and I really miss getting that bone early.<br />the kitty sibs are coming in more otften and I try to say in late to as the nights get colder. the dad hasn't plugged in my water bucket yet, but says he will soon and he says he needs to rearrange my alternate straw place under the his window. I like it there, I can hear him and it's warm under the straw bales. I still chase after the non-pack cats and dad warned me not to bark in the house, gee I'm just warning him, he lets me out and I chase them away, I know he understands as he waits for me to do it, then lets me come back in. he talks tough, but he's a softy. I still can't convince him to give me another cookie when the cat sibs come in. bark park pretty much every sunday, I chased after dogs sunday, many ran hard and I ran after them, many big dogs, and all those wonderful butts and smells, we did do three laps and that last one after all the running I was ready to lay down and take a break. we did for awhile. good thing the dad said we only have the length before we can go home, I was really "dogging" it, bark bark, that day. the dad stopped for a burrito, bark he hasn't done that for awhile, I had some later, I kept that server away from the car barking, the dad kinda rebuffed me, but it was more of a "I can't hear the server guy"<br />well good, as soon as he left I lay down again. the dad has moved thing around again, my old places have been moved and changed, but he dad is doing more sleeping and lately he's kinda sad, but keeps doing bark park. maybe we can do more like wednesdays,. other than the grass being real tall, not much else, says his cumcumber crop augered in, well it looks like sticky leaves, I sniffed at what he pointed out, ok whatever, If the dad touches it i'll sniff, but not much to sniff, just a bunch of dead stuff. yea he seemed to agree. he watered thr carrots, he offered me one, I sniffed and then chased the cat, I don't understand all this dirt grubbing stuff, I mean to do it to have a cool place, that other stuff he does,.... well he says he's gotta get sleep, he's just sounds tired. me too good doggy dreams for allCharlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-28938770576213732602009-09-21T21:33:00.003-06:002009-09-21T21:53:55.311-06:00updates to my doogie lifewell that lady he was seeing told him to buzz off, he was crowding her, I like it when he crowds me, I can't get enough rubs from him. guess that lady wasn't into touching, gosh I love it, what a strange lady. we are doing the bark park every <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Sunday</span>, he says it's good for him too. his vet told him to walk a mile each day and he has, he's losing weight like the vet told me to do too. so we are both losing weight. each bark park day we go is fun, but after 3 laps, 6 trips I get kinda tired, lots of other dogs come and go , and we don't stand around like the others do. the Dad and I go back and forth. most of the others just stand around talking. one lady tried to grab me the other day, I started barking, then the Dad called me over and I went, most times some people try to grab at me, but I'm not having any of that unless the Dad says so. he walks back and forth. I like the park and am always ready to go. some big skinny dogs the other day, after some comment the big dog lady said something to some other people and my dad said, they should realize this is an open park, not just one for their greyhounds. very funny plastic cages on their noses. they didn't seem to do much, my dad said he thinks they are racing dogs. I like to run, but no way to keep up with those big skinny dogs.<br />well my dad is looking to go to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Texas</span> to visit his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">sib</span> later, I can't go, maybe someday, but that nice lady who visited me last time is supposed to come over. I need to go to the vet, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">nailtriming</span>, a lady's got to keep her nails up. the dad is moving lots of stuff around in the house, cleaning and getting rid of the mom's old stuff, most of her stuff is gone, the scent is pretty much gone. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">sleep</span> on his side of the bed now, I'm getting him trained not to step on me at night. bark is that guy hard to train, can't he see in the dark? he needs better <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">doggie</span> eyes or something. he's getting better, but we both <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">zagged</span> the other day and he almost fell over me. he said some pretty loud things and we both took up out respective places and settled down. well not much else to bark about tonight, getting cooler here, the cold is coming closer, the cat <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">sibs</span> are coming in more, except Simon, he's still looking for the Mom every few days. then stays out until next time.<br />I don't think he's a happy cat. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">byebye</span> for now. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">thanxs</span> for the emails you all send. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">know it</span> cheers him up sometimes. he still gets sad sometimes, not so much, but he misses the mom as I do sometimes. at least I've got him trained about dinner. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">CKC</span>Charlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-21253573050684259542009-08-27T21:56:00.002-06:002009-08-27T21:59:52.660-06:00aug 27 updatenot much to report, we are walking every Sunday and the dad is walking everyday. he seems down tonight, said tonight's date was his shortest ever. all the critters are being quiet tonight<br />raining on-off. sd is cleaning the house up, lots of stuff already missing, more to go, he says he won't move, but tonight he says he might.Charlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-2946175629798647442009-08-09T21:38:00.002-06:002009-08-09T21:59:17.446-06:00still alivehi all, I finally go the dad to do another post, things have gotten better, dad said one of the people who reads this talked to him and she told him to get off his duff and post more stuff. he said the girls are ganging up on him. too bad, how do you explain to males we care? boys can be pretty slow sometimes.<br />well we are doing the bark park every Sunday now , 3 full laps everytime, early so neither of us get too hot, we may do more than once a week, later. the Dad says the docs have told him to walk more, so he's trying to. 3 laps enough for me, I'm happy to go, but these old bones sure are telling. the heat is pretty bad if the dad drags too late. He's stopped going to Sonic, says water and fruit better than a burrito, I don't eat fruit, water, hmm yea that's always good if cool. lately he;'s been coming home late and having different smells on him, nothing overt, but something is going on. yesterday he was gone for 13 hours and had serious other doggy smells, I think some other dog was getting rubs. manybe he is visiting someone else too. Dad goes into the garden lots, those plants sure seem to need attention. he's tending them lots more than last year and I of course supervise, he tells me to get into the shade, I hold out until I get too hot and go, but as soon as I can come out again, he tells me I'm dumb, but who is dumber ? at least I take a shade break. He does too, but should more often. those plants will be there after the break.<br />He finally comes in and we go inside, the noisy air machine is running and the sweaty dad cools off, how smart is that in the middel of the day? the other day I caught him looking at an incoming storm, I suggested we would be better off in his cave and at last resorted to vocalizing my concerns. it was getting pretty close. well it worked, he gave up and came it, telling me it was too barking loud to listen to the storm. Sometimes I wonder why God, in her infinite wisdom, stuck me with someone so slow. maybe my job is to keep him safe, well so far it's working, but it's tough sometimes. He does give me meaty bones still, so I'll give him the benefit of my doubts.<br /><br />the cat, Simon, who was the Mom's cat still comes in once a month to check the place for her<br />he looks around, finds nothing and goes out. he sleeps alot sometimes eats my dry food, only a few pices, then his own. I've taken to sleeping on the dads side of the bed, he is better about not stepping on me, so his training is coming along. well it's his turn to do stuff, so I'll get off now.<br /><br />Charli,Charlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-51276440750027860682009-05-03T16:06:00.003-06:002009-05-03T16:27:22.960-06:00may days and sunshinehi all,<br />getting the dad to sent stuff isn't easy, because he doesn't do it often he forgets then has to look up the information to log in. the dad has taken me every Sunday to the bark park, except last week, but he says he should have instead of doing what he did as it would have been cheaper and gotten more done. he went off in the car without me and was gone for awhile. today we went and it wasn't too hot, the park had no water but the dad has always brought his own, sometimes I'll drink the park water, but I prefer the dad's water. he has some too then so we both drink. we did 3 passes, he calls them laps, had a couple of growls here and there, the nasty dog wasn't there today. it's a mean dog and the dad says that's because his people want he to be mean. I don't understand why they want him to be mean to everyone. I'm happy he wasn't there today, my dad tries to keep me away from them and will change the laps we do. the dad is doing better, lots less bad days, he says his online dating is over. at least for now, he tried to explain, sounds like a bark park walk without the smells, now what the heck is that craziness about? he has gone out some, but says too many are looking for a perfect person which their X wasn't and I'll tell you all , he's not perfect, good yes, builds me good shelters, keeps me in water and kitties to play with and lets me stay in during thunderstorms, but if he did a bark park everyday and more cookies THEN we can bark about the perfect level. he says maybe he's not ready to do it either, he sounds frustrated, hey I say as long as the bark park walks keep going I'll be happy.<br /><br />bark a happy bark to all who still swing by to visit, the dad reads all. says to tell you he's doing better and new photos soon, he says I've haven't changed, but he has and I remind him no one if one is not growing older and changing they are plant food. he still has lots more white hair than I do at least on this head.Charlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-47661868208462845062009-03-07T07:00:00.005-07:002009-03-07T07:32:48.455-07:00march windy daysCKC here again, the dad has actually taken me bark park every Sunday, last week I wasn't sure, but he came around.when he locks the door and I'm inside I KNOW it is Bark Park time. me and by kitty sibs went to the vet, I went first then those 3. my littlest one had to have a tooth removed so she's feeling punk today. The dad is supposed to give her nasty stuff, but Neris seems to have some trust issues with the dad right now, he comes in and she's gone. I usually play chase her, but we aren't doing that, I'm concerned, but it's not a concern like dad had when the mom went to the rainbow bridge. Dad said it cost him an arm and a leg for the bills, but he still seems to get around OK. He says I cost him so much, he had to keep me around as guard dog, just to pay off my debt. he gets silly sometimes. but he does give me lots more pets. now that the mom doesn't. the vet said I had critters, and the vet showed them to him, my dad said been there, done that and no he didn't want them, The vet said the guys usually do. later on my dad explained getting rid of them was the goal. very strange. the Mom used to do that, but the dad isn't quite up to her level of dog maintenance. Ozzy, my dad says he knows how that good days/bad days are, my dad gets gets in one of those sad times and he kinda just does nothing, like he is paralyzed, he does nothing, and sometimes misses eating, says it's a good thing I'm around, I never let him miss my meals. he may get to it late, and sometimes that's OK, but I'm careful to remind him. if he gets mine, he usually caves in and gets food too, which , of course I think we should share. he's not as good as the Mom was about sharing, but he does cave in sometimes. he's lost weight which is good, just like I have. I try to tell him Bark Park is good, more is better, but he claims he has to earn critter food coupons most days. he tried explaining about something call money, but I understand what critter food coupons do, get us food!<br />my dad says he can do a NM picture for the bumpdogs, but was confused about where to post it. he tried the site, but he was tired, I said to try later, let me out for the night and go to sleep.<br />he's good doing that some days, others no so well. I can post new pictures, the dad has them, but he is a little slow sometimes. he cycles in and out, for him it's been almost 8 months, and he's having more good days than bad ones, usually. it's almost garden time, windy here a few days, I don't like that, but the shelter dad built for the cold time seems to work pretty well for the wind time too. my dad wants to say thanxs to all who have replied, and hopes some will stay on, it seems to help him sometimes. he says ge's gotta go now, to use up those ctitter food coupons<br />CKCCharlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-51791979573840208772009-01-22T19:51:00.003-07:002009-01-22T20:02:08.002-07:00dad training a long work in progresswow this is pretty often for me on this blog, but getting the dad to do this at all is pretty important to me/ I'm supervising him under his desk, he stayed home today, he slept most of the day and I was quiet in the yard, I bugged him until he gave up and let me be next to him, like I used to do with the mom. dad still getting upset over the mom, I worry, some days are good , but some not. he tells me he gets worse when tired, so I go to bed about nine to encourage him to go to, sometimes he does, he should try not to worry so much, but work is stresssing him out.<br />and he has stuff to do, too much maybe, he is getting better at petting me, the cookies, well he caves sometimes, meal time is better, more on time bark-bark. I'm telling him to visit the other dog blogs, and he tried it, but I'm not sure he's very good at it or maybe he won't just go ahead an sniff some butt, hey dad take a bark park tour, do you see any dogs not meeting and sniffing butt? big, small we all do it.Charlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-70933340382581748322009-01-18T12:29:00.002-07:002009-01-18T12:41:11.838-07:00wow bark park twice this weekwow the dad took me to the vet for nail trim and then to the bark park. he took me late sun morning too. we did 3 laps and I was ready to go too. lots of dogs that late. the dad commented about one guy who did not want his dog to sniff, even my dad said to me, gee doesn't he know that's lots of what we do is sniff? I mean really thats how we meet, greet, p-mail, all of it, the dog seemed nervous, if the guy wanted a kid get a kid instead of a dog. maybe the dog will train the fellow correctly, but some people just aren't trainable. Mt dad does pretty good cleanup, he says he never needs my help, that I already did my part. he's getting pretty good at it, when he first started he was pretty crappy, so I normally go on to sniff whatever is availble to sniff. we saw another human who treid to pretend the poop his dog did wasn't his, the dad says that's way he watches out for that stuff when he walks with me. the park was open all the way today and we did 3 laps. weather warmer so maybe I can convince the dad to bark park more often, maybe in the afternoon he says. can dogs hold their breath that long, I'll believe it when my sib cat Worf, quits taking offense at me sniffing his butt.Charlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-36378266939899776262009-01-13T12:44:00.003-07:002009-01-13T13:04:51.968-07:00C-K-C january postthe Dad is feeling better, we have gone to the bark park every sunday and even today, on tuesday, really special. I went to a nail-trimming first, my nails grow long and don't wear down very fast and I need them trimmed. He comes home a few times with strange dog and people smell, he says he's out on a date, but no smell is repeated. The bark park has men in big trucks digging holes, I suggested to the dad I be allowed to help, but he said no and we went for another lap. one pup was really running around jumping everything, I growled, but what do you do with those youngsters? the vet says I've lost weight, so I guess that's good, so has the dad, we never have a normal eating night like we used to, and he's pretty bad about a regular time, but he''s gotten us fed every time. over christmans he went away and a nice girl fed us, the cats all ran away, and she put down food for us and water, she was nice, I liked her. The dad thinks she spoiled me on snacks, come-on dad is that even possible? well I want her back, my cookie count sure was higher then. if you know anyone here in ABQ who wants to date my dad hes telling me to pass it on, he said, can't do any worse then nothing, right after he pets me, so why not, I'll put it on my blog, I like the ear rub part. he's still a little slow about taking the hint to let me out, but we have worked out a system at night he's finally gotten. geez, it's so hard to retrain people sometimes, but the more bark park stuff is good, he's coming along, if somewhat slow.<br />the dad took new pictures, now if he will post them, maybe next time,<br />cKCCharlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-71937620539813285562008-12-13T08:56:00.002-07:002008-12-13T09:11:42.098-07:00Dec daysCKC here, the dad has taken me to the bark park every sunday except the last, he said he was just too cold, it was pretty bad. He's doing better, but still gets sad sometimes. he says he needs to take her computer in to fix, to get all the data off. he used to use that one to blog because it had all the marks? on it, I didn't smell any marks myself??. he's using his now for somethings. he said he may post a christmas card of us , but no mailings, most of the addresses the mom had are on her 'puter, which doesn't turn on, Dad says he hopes the shop can recover stuff. I've got the dad trained to let me in most times, I even have a big straw bale house with a tarp? well it's crinkels. pretty cold now, I still look for the mom at the bark park, I thought I saw her once and went running up, but it was someone else. we still go to that bench for my water break, I avoid the public one, the dad is pretty good at bringing water along. afterwards we stop and get a "buurito, I usually get first bite, it;s ok. I've had better, but the dad feels good doing it. He's taken me to the dog doctor, nails trimmed, critter inspection, shots, and says he'll keep me around for another year., since he's spent so much on me. like he thinks he has a choice. my cat sibs are ok, Worf is getting old and crabby, but he's always been crabby, but he hangs with the dad pretty closely, I think we all miss the mom lots.Charlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-76262596115113000252008-11-20T05:36:00.003-07:002008-11-20T06:03:11.425-07:00Charlies update, more bark park walkshi all, I know I've been off-line for quite awhile, but the Dad has been more upset times at night then days. he has taken me to the bark park the past 3 Sundays. Before that it was hit and miss. I think I finally got him to do it every Sunday. we go later in the morning, it's a tad warmer. Last time there was a mean dog, but the Dad didn't get too excited so I didn't either. Some old friends, but mostly a different crowd. Dad even threw Mr. Ring for me. I thought he'd lost my toy, but he pulled it out and threw it a few times. he says he only does that if no other dogs are around as they grab my toy and want to play too. I still check the bench for Mom when we swing by but her scents are not there anymore, at least not that I let on to the dad, he thinks it's gone, but people have no way to know. many dogs have been by. after all new smells or old, it's what I do!. The dad has gone out a few times with different people I can smell it on him, but nothing serious, only very light smells, but I check it out each time and let him know I notice. After all he's my sole food provider now. He's trying different brands? whatever, I get a different dog food, some are good, others I go after the cat food. I think he's finally catching on. the dad is doing better, but the wonderful meals we used to have that I got some of are gone, I wait and sometimes Dad gives me a little, had some chicken skin, like old times, but not very often. I think he'd like to meet someone else, but so far, he says another dud??, The dad tried explaining that to me, finally I got it, it is like a smell but nothing special. I know about that! gee Dad, I'm a dog,<br /> he says to me he's realizing how special the mom was and it will be impossible to replace her. I tell him he'll find another if we walk the bark park more often. I 'm not sure he buys that, but we have gone 3 times in a row. now he keeps his dog pack in the car, just in case .Charlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-88717583860478786582008-08-03T19:51:00.003-06:002008-08-03T20:13:47.474-06:00C-K-C just checking in<span style="font-family: arial;">Hi all, it looks like dad is taking over, he changed the account password? to something he could remember. seems to me a smell would a better way to do it. but the humans need to compensate. He still get his face all wet sometimes reading your comments and at night. we have worked out an arrangement and at night I sleep outside of his normal pattern. I guess I have to get used to the change too. before mom and I had a good arrangement, everything changes.<br /><br />I am to report the stuff he grows is tomatoes, papers? no peppers, radishes, weeds, tarragon and tomato worms, and mint. Dad says the mint are weeds too, but he keeps watering them. I don't like the weeds, they stink. the tomatoes worms he picks and squishes, I sniffed them, but no interest there. I tried to paw one once, it quit moving after awhile so I guess I did good and dad didn't get after me, but he never gives me the chance to again. he keeps asking if I can sniff them out. duh, do I look like a green thing chaser to him??? he gets some funny ideas about my skill set. He did rub me lots when I barked at strangers near the yard and house, golly I love that. He says he's going to try the bark park again. I hope so I really liked it, but we had to stop when mom got too tired. There is a storm coming in and I don't like the noise, i'm glad dad is here. he's a much taller target.<br />he rubs me when it booms and it makes me feel a little better. the dad isn't too swift for the names we use for the humans so if he goofs it up remember I warned u all. C-K-C.<br /></span>Charlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-55177470642137525552008-07-30T21:23:00.003-06:002008-07-30T21:34:14.143-06:00breaking in a newbieThe dad is now online to try blogging, it took me awhile to convince him, but it helped the mom over problems so maybe he'll come around too. he's not exactly the blogging type, or the get us food on time type or remember to let us in type or well even I don't have time to list them all. I'm working on getting him in line. I still am looking for kathie, but I kinda am getting around to realizing my family got a little bit smaller. did you know people can't see in the dark, that idiot has tripped over me 3 times when he gets up in the middle of the night. I'm not getting excited or sense problems so why is he up stumbling around, go to sleep , us dogs gotta sleep too. The meaty bones issues seemed to be resolved, finally. he's getting better at remembering. does anyone know why he gets excited when eating those funny red squishy things from the garden? he offered me part and after a sniff, I didn't want it, some yellow ones too. C-K-CCharlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-65926330713195826082008-07-24T11:50:00.004-06:002008-07-24T12:15:56.582-06:00Mom isn't coming homeThe mom hasn't been doing so good with her cancer. She was going to bed sooner and sooner and resting more. The dad started taking her to visit their vet lots more than before. On the day where so many make noises and loud banging that scares me the dad took mom away very late at night. Dad tried explaining to me that mom was going to be away for awhile until their vet took care of her. It got longer and longer and dad was very late getting me fed everyday. I went and waited for her by her bed every night at 9 or so, but each time she didn't come home. Dad rearranged the house to get ready for her, and got some new big white boxes in the smelly cat box room, they make noises and he pulls things in and out, then he stopped moving things around. Wow now I have many new things to smell. but I don't when those boxes make noise. Three weeks this goes on and each time dad comes home at different times. He even forgets my meaty bone sometimes in the morning.<br /><br />Finally he came home very upset and gave me many pets and rubs. We went out to the garden and he sat and watered and I ran around smelling stuff. I went over to him and he gave me lots more pets and told me the mom wasn't coming home any more and some nonsense about someone else de-ticking me. Mom was pretty good at it. He told me she was at the rainbow bridge and would see us later on. Dad is pretty strange sometimes, all the sibs are acting funny too, but it's ok. I''ll wait for her some more and I'm checking on her scent, but her smell is not new anymore.Charlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com46tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-47322034989942733422008-03-23T06:42:00.003-06:002008-03-23T07:32:29.095-06:00Please Opy- no can of woop-ass!I want to say how sorry my mom was that she couldn't send out the Christmas cards even though she signed up for it. This is the card we were going to send .... so... Merry Christmas everyone:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFnm0FKtIVB3S48GdS9iE6rYiBNipQ1sIO5jhwb_q2iE4RzKI-ujPHSjwBlDEb_cX5LxiWeaU5inMyXeJt9p_yRbCstCHt-skjZm87xyyDJ4eDfgp1m0wJqcRe-lg_4g-QmPYEMw/s1600-h/Charlie_Kelley-Church.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFnm0FKtIVB3S48GdS9iE6rYiBNipQ1sIO5jhwb_q2iE4RzKI-ujPHSjwBlDEb_cX5LxiWeaU5inMyXeJt9p_yRbCstCHt-skjZm87xyyDJ4eDfgp1m0wJqcRe-lg_4g-QmPYEMw/s320/Charlie_Kelley-Church.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180917662665133650" border="0" /></a><br />Next- an update on mom's health: she is now on chemo every 3 weeks but on her last re-staging (done every 6 months), the cancer was still only in the bone. The bad part is that her last day of February treatment did not go so well. Both she and dad had the flu all week and hadn't been eating properly. Mom's diabetes along with that and adding a can of chemo and you get HOSPITAL. She was in the emergency room for a day and a half and then monitored in a more quiet place with real beds, etc. She had to have oxygen which she brought home. The day she came home, a very nice lady brought large bottles and small bottles and a very noisy oxygen maker. With the small bottles she was able to go to work and the oxygen maker was used at night. It was so noisy that we had to put it in the main bathroom and close the door and even then, I couldn't stand to be near that machine. The other news is that mom's hours were cut at work to 32 per week but that turned out OK for me cause I then have a full day of her to myself.<br /><br />Earlier this month, me and the kitty sibs got to go to the vets (Dr. Faith is so nice). I got upset. First- ALL of us were supposed to go on the same day. Simon (Lard butt) and Nerise both hid and couldn't be found. Dad finally just took me and Worf. Dr. Faith said I weighed 75 lbs and needed to loose weight. She even got my dad to buy a sack of weight reducing dog food. How unfair is that! To add insult to injury, the next week Simon and Nerise were rounded up and went to Dr. Faith. I thought she would say Simon is overweight too but she didn't. He weighs 17 lbs for dogs sake. The only thing Dr. Faith said was he was a large kitty. This is so unfair.<br /><br />I want to bark out to Lacylulu's family as Lacylulu went to the Bridge. Run Free girl! You can find her blog here: <a href="http://lacylulu.blogspot.com">http://lacylulu.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />Spring (also known as the windy season) has arrived here in NM. It is in the 70's during the day. The neighbor dogs (1 chow, 2 german shepard older pups) is driving everyone nuts. Every time mom opens the back door to let me out in the yard, the dogs come racing up to the fence and bark and bark and bark. Mom says we need to get a fence put up so I can have some priva C. She also said they were tick enfested and when I go near the fence, the ticks jump on me. I didn't notice them jumping on me. She checks me over every day. She also said it was time for the Furminator so next time I blog you may see a skinnier less hairy me.<br /><br />C-K-C (who don't want Opy to load that can of woop-ass my way)\Charlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-81518126257069391452007-11-25T16:09:00.000-07:002007-12-04T16:30:28.862-07:00Back Barking Sad and glad thingsThis has been a trying time. Where to begin! My Gma (dad's mom) went to the bridge at the end of September. She had been ill for a very long time. She is buried next to Gpa at the National Cemetery in Santa Fe NM. Dad is sad so I've been doing my best at healing him. Next, my mom has not been doing the greatest. She was having her chemo in September and her vein blew halfway thru so she was told she would have to get a port. A port is a thing that allows the chemo and blood people to jack into her to get blood from her or give her chemo. This is a picture of what a port looks like<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSbIi90pt3pHLf_0oRBGnudv9j80Ipcjefkpc-5ZhJXVoz76rv3NtSV4Om4yDguiBWeEtfreo82Mw-SDM_uVPbMjduJ57GwljW_2xVdCwjYY4carIUNqjPkrQsCaRxjYdQk4eibA/s1600-h/singleLumenPort.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSbIi90pt3pHLf_0oRBGnudv9j80Ipcjefkpc-5ZhJXVoz76rv3NtSV4Om4yDguiBWeEtfreo82Mw-SDM_uVPbMjduJ57GwljW_2xVdCwjYY4carIUNqjPkrQsCaRxjYdQk4eibA/s320/singleLumenPort.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136922600689890354" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mom was so brave. She opted not to have them nock her out completely! She said she could hear everyone talking. She didn't hork up like she does when they put her under completely so it was better for her. She was able to go to work the next day. She had her first chemo with the port in October and wondered why she had been fighting against it for so long. They sprayed some stuff on her port to numb it and then put in the needle which she didn't even feel. She said she could get up and go poddy and eat lunch and do her puzzle books. She even took a nap. When she had chemo in the vein, she had to sit so still and even then, there were times when the vein blew for no reason at all. She came home all smiling instead of the usual crying.<br /><br />My barkday and my parents anniversary was in late October. We didn't really celebrate it cause dad was still sad about Gma as he is the Execute her. I don't understand why he has to kill her again cause she is already dead. Dad says it has to do with her things and dividing them up. I'm glad we dogs, cats and hammies don't have to worry about these things. In addition to this, mom and dad were in a car accident. The were driving Gma's car and somebody rear-ended them. The person then backed up and drove away. Dad is still seeing a kyropracter to realign his bones in his spine. Mom was really upset because the car was totaled and she no longer had an automatic to drive. She has her old manual car but it is harder for her to drive. She said even tho it was a 1995 car, it only had 43,000 miles on it cause Gma hardly drove it anywhere. Her car has 173,000 miles on it.<br /><br />Thanksgiving was a good time this year. We had french toast for breakfast and I got some. In addition, I had some scrambled eggs from the french toast dipping leftovers. I got Turkey also. Mom had a toasted turkey sandwich late that night and I got some of that. This morning we had french toast again and mom made a special piece from the heel just for me.<br /><br />Winter has finally hit New Mexico. The nights have been freezing and I have stayed in most nights. When I do choose to go out, I have my crate filled with straw so it is quite toasty.<br /><br />Hopefully my mom will be feeling better and I will be blogging more.<br /><br />Well, I have to go help mom make turkey enchiladas for dinner. I get turkey scraps but none of the other stuff cause my gas would be quite nasty.<br /><br />C-K-CCharlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30574487.post-40416383026368596152007-08-02T16:28:00.000-06:002007-08-02T16:55:45.821-06:00Craziness and CheetosI just noticed it has been a month since I last posted. My secretary is very tardy. Things have been especially crazy. My dad's brother was hang gliding and had a very bad landing. After crashing, putting his hang glider up and driving back into town, he went to the hospital. He had broken his elbow into pieces and they had to cut off part of one of the bones in his right arm and put him back together again. The doctors couldn't believe that he had actually put up his glider and driven himself back into town without passing out (he did say he had to pull over a couple of times to keep from passing out). He is in physical therapy and still has a long recovery altho he is driving now. In fact, he is driving up to ABQ (3 hrs from his home in the southern part of the state) because my Gma is in the hospital. Her pace-maker isn't working properly. I guess it only works for part of her heart. Dad is with her at the hospital now.<br /><br />Mom had another round of chemo last Friday and didn't do really well this past week. She hurt so bad on Saturday that she couldn't stand to have her massage. Mostly the massage lady just did a lite touch on her so she wouldn't cry. She has been going to bed really early every night. Mom didn't get to find out about her physical therapy today because Gma went into the hospital. She had to change it to next week. It's getting so I can't keep up with all the sickies here.<br /><br />I made a break for it yesterday. Dad went out the front door and forgot about me. I was out the door and across the front yard before he had time to realize what had happened. I didn't run very far tho and when dad got to me, he made me sit and then put the leash on me. He didn't yell at me or anything. I thought we were going to the bark park cause I had my leash on and we went by the car but he just said- "No Charlie- no bark park tonight". Mom was proud that I came back when they called me. She said that the bark park helped with that.<br /><br />Lastly- Cheetos. Has anyone else had cheetos? They are wonderful! They are crunchy cheesy tasting things. I don't know what they are made of (except cheese but maybe not real cheese) but they sure are good. Mom gives them to me cause she likes to watch me crunch them. I don't care as long as I get to eat them.<br /><br />Sorry there are no pics and the post is so short.<br /><br />C-K-CCharlie Kelley-Churchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11699783219063930656noreply@blogger.com22