Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Jake's New Friend
I wasn't planning on giving Jake one of my ACDRA stuffed cattle dogs but he spotted it and he HAD to have it. He jumped clear off the floor and got it from my shoulder where I stuck it for safe keeping. Luckily, I ordered four so I guess Jake can have one.
Introducing Jake's new buddy:
Let's go for a walk:
Don't worry, buddy, I'll make sure no one hurts you:
Let's rest in the pretty, non-poisonous weeds for a bit:
This is a great fundraiser for ACDRA (Australian Cattle Dog Rescue Association). I've been wanting these stuffed ACDs but didn't want to pay some toy store $13 for one. Paying $9.99 AND it benefits ACDRA is awesome! You can visit their website at www.acdra.org and order some for yourself!
I wasn't planning on giving Jake one of my ACDRA stuffed cattle dogs but he spotted it and he HAD to have it. He jumped clear off the floor and got it from my shoulder where I stuck it for safe keeping. Luckily, I ordered four so I guess Jake can have one.
Introducing Jake's new buddy:
Let's go for a walk:
Don't worry, buddy, I'll make sure no one hurts you:
Let's rest in the pretty, non-poisonous weeds for a bit:
This is a great fundraiser for ACDRA (Australian Cattle Dog Rescue Association). I've been wanting these stuffed ACDs but didn't want to pay some toy store $13 for one. Paying $9.99 AND it benefits ACDRA is awesome! You can visit their website at www.acdra.org and order some for yourself!
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Knitting: A New Source of Humiliation for Jake
Taking our winter break from agility was too much empty time so my friend Elizabeth and I took knitting classes for fun. Fun. Hmmm, once we stop crying and pulling our hair out, I'm sure we can label it as fun. Until then, our Type A personalities are trying to figure out this whole knitting thing and not giving up easily! We've got scarves downpat and are branching out into wraps and baby blankets. I've even bought yarn to attempt my first sweater! I needed a model for my red scarf and Jake's the only animal in our house that would hold still for modeling.
Taking our winter break from agility was too much empty time so my friend Elizabeth and I took knitting classes for fun. Fun. Hmmm, once we stop crying and pulling our hair out, I'm sure we can label it as fun. Until then, our Type A personalities are trying to figure out this whole knitting thing and not giving up easily! We've got scarves downpat and are branching out into wraps and baby blankets. I've even bought yarn to attempt my first sweater! I needed a model for my red scarf and Jake's the only animal in our house that would hold still for modeling.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
April Showers Bring Jake Flowers
I was hoping I could get this spot of the yard before the landlord mowed and it seems that I beat him to it. I have no idea what that stuff is but it looked exotic and deep enough to hide a Jake in. Jake is always willing to indulge Mom in a photo session if it involves mini marshmellows.
I was hoping I could get this spot of the yard before the landlord mowed and it seems that I beat him to it. I have no idea what that stuff is but it looked exotic and deep enough to hide a Jake in. Jake is always willing to indulge Mom in a photo session if it involves mini marshmellows.
Sunday, April 06, 2008
Animal Fair
On Saturday Carolina R&R hosted a booth at the Glenforest School's annual Animal Fair here in West Columbia, SC. The school holds the fair each year to allow rescues to raise funds and to help educate the public about animals. One of our goals as a rescue is to help with public education so we signed up and hoped for no rain. The event was to be held outside but with the rain, we all headed indoors to the rather dark auditorium. Since I was first on the scene, I procured two spaces by the front door and unloaded our fundraiser stuff in the pouring rain. I got done in enough time for it to stop raining and for Janet to arrive with her girl Pepper and the tables, display racks, and tent frame. Sara arrived with some festive hats and ACD breed info sheets. I then headed to go get another rescue member who lives here in Columbia, Karen, and her two ACDs, Diesel and Curry.
We got the booth set up in about a half hour and began to try to dry off. That's hard to do when all the dogs are wet and shaking off on you! Jake especially got soaked several times from walking back and forth to the car and taking potty breaks. My shoes were soaking wet from navigating the puddles in the parking lot. Regardless, we were proud of our booth!
Table set up with photos of our rescue at work, ACD breed handouts, and one corner of tugs on display:
Table set up with Buddy Biscuits and second corner of tugs on display:
Prizes for our dog trivia contest and hot dog eating contest (someone bought the remaining stuffed animals so gave away Buddy Biscuits as contest prizes, too!):
We got to see Hank, one of our fosters that got adopted here locally. He's growing like a weed and is only six months old! His new family adores him and we're so happy to see that.
Our gang of ACDs were among the best behaved dogs there and made all of us really proud. Jake preferred to sit on my chair and watch everyone go by. He sat there eyeballing the crowd until he caught someone's eye. He'd then pop up on the table with his front paws and lean forward to dole out kisses and be petted. We thought all the dogs were gonna explode from the amount of treats they were fed and the fierce competition of the hot dog eating contest (won by a little Dachschund actually). And, no, I have no pictures of the dogs. The lighting was terrible in that room and my camera wouldn't even focus on Jake's spots in that bad light.
The auditorium was crowded with dogs and people but the turnout was not the 500 people that came last year. So next year we'll hope for no rain and make more tugs!
On Saturday Carolina R&R hosted a booth at the Glenforest School's annual Animal Fair here in West Columbia, SC. The school holds the fair each year to allow rescues to raise funds and to help educate the public about animals. One of our goals as a rescue is to help with public education so we signed up and hoped for no rain. The event was to be held outside but with the rain, we all headed indoors to the rather dark auditorium. Since I was first on the scene, I procured two spaces by the front door and unloaded our fundraiser stuff in the pouring rain. I got done in enough time for it to stop raining and for Janet to arrive with her girl Pepper and the tables, display racks, and tent frame. Sara arrived with some festive hats and ACD breed info sheets. I then headed to go get another rescue member who lives here in Columbia, Karen, and her two ACDs, Diesel and Curry.
We got the booth set up in about a half hour and began to try to dry off. That's hard to do when all the dogs are wet and shaking off on you! Jake especially got soaked several times from walking back and forth to the car and taking potty breaks. My shoes were soaking wet from navigating the puddles in the parking lot. Regardless, we were proud of our booth!
Table set up with photos of our rescue at work, ACD breed handouts, and one corner of tugs on display:
Table set up with Buddy Biscuits and second corner of tugs on display:
Prizes for our dog trivia contest and hot dog eating contest (someone bought the remaining stuffed animals so gave away Buddy Biscuits as contest prizes, too!):
We got to see Hank, one of our fosters that got adopted here locally. He's growing like a weed and is only six months old! His new family adores him and we're so happy to see that.
Our gang of ACDs were among the best behaved dogs there and made all of us really proud. Jake preferred to sit on my chair and watch everyone go by. He sat there eyeballing the crowd until he caught someone's eye. He'd then pop up on the table with his front paws and lean forward to dole out kisses and be petted. We thought all the dogs were gonna explode from the amount of treats they were fed and the fierce competition of the hot dog eating contest (won by a little Dachschund actually). And, no, I have no pictures of the dogs. The lighting was terrible in that room and my camera wouldn't even focus on Jake's spots in that bad light.
The auditorium was crowded with dogs and people but the turnout was not the 500 people that came last year. So next year we'll hope for no rain and make more tugs!
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Kissing More Cow Babies
Jake and I just got back from visiting my family in the mountains of NC and spending time with Jake's favorite babies, the little cows in the pasture next to my parents' house. Jake sneaks in tons of kissing on those furry, grody noses and this time I got licked by the baby cows, too!
The extra bonus for me was my brother, his wife and their two kids. Jake LOVES babies in all shapes and sizes and my nephews(age 3 and age 1 1/2) are no exception. Jake followed them around doling out kisses and clearing up under the table after dinner. Jake especially liked to lick the youngest until he'd cover up his face with his hands, thereby letting go of the death grip he had on his fleece blanket. Jake would triumphantly race down the hallway trailing blue fleece blanket making the baby scream and chase him -- game on! Jake would do something/anything and my oldest nephew would say, "Oh, wow, that's amazing!" and we couldn't help but laugh. My brother spent hours tugging with Jake calling it a workout. We went for walks in the cove and unfortunately for Jake he cut the pad on his back left foot and will have to miss his first agility class of the year.
Jake and I just got back from visiting my family in the mountains of NC and spending time with Jake's favorite babies, the little cows in the pasture next to my parents' house. Jake sneaks in tons of kissing on those furry, grody noses and this time I got licked by the baby cows, too!
The extra bonus for me was my brother, his wife and their two kids. Jake LOVES babies in all shapes and sizes and my nephews(age 3 and age 1 1/2) are no exception. Jake followed them around doling out kisses and clearing up under the table after dinner. Jake especially liked to lick the youngest until he'd cover up his face with his hands, thereby letting go of the death grip he had on his fleece blanket. Jake would triumphantly race down the hallway trailing blue fleece blanket making the baby scream and chase him -- game on! Jake would do something/anything and my oldest nephew would say, "Oh, wow, that's amazing!" and we couldn't help but laugh. My brother spent hours tugging with Jake calling it a workout. We went for walks in the cove and unfortunately for Jake he cut the pad on his back left foot and will have to miss his first agility class of the year.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
March Herding Fun Day
My dear friend Laurey wrote: The Carolina ACD Club held a Herding Fun Day at one of our member's homes in NC. It was great fun to see cattle dogs get out there and do what they were bred to do. The raw instinct I saw was amazing!
The best part was that Carolina R&R was 98% in attendance - all 7 members and 5 foster dogs. Only our Mississippi foster mom Jenni and foster boy Luke were absent. Even our Forever Home dog Shelbi was there with her brother McGee.
Ellen took the time to put 4 of our dogs in with the sheep to see what they could do and, boy, did they impress! We were all very surprised by Piper and Trux, who both looked like they'd been doing it all their lives. Foster Mom Janet was the proud momma, and some of us even had tears in our eyes to see our boy Trux really shine. He's one heck of a dog - the total package. To see Piper in with those sheep was something else. Look out sheepies, here we come!
Trux, R&R's resident Wild Child and Mr. Personality, surprised us all with his natural instinct right out of the gate. I think we were all prepared for him to go wild in there, but he was patient and calm and moved the sheep just as he should have. More than a couple of us had a tear in our eyes watching him work.
DUTCH aka Bucket Boy and Wild Child, Jr. who didn't sit down or stand still at any time during the entire visit to the farm, was more a chaser than a herder, but did finally start to focus on the task at hand. For a young boy with NO training or manners, I think he did pretty good! (Note: We've only had Dutch one week!)
Cassie did quite good with the sheepies. She's young and a little wild as well but she made us proud none-the-less!
And where are my own observations, you ask? I wasn't there to see Trux, Dutch, and Cassie have their turn so I need to "borrow" some words for those three. And now for my side of the story:
I had attempted to hang onto Dutch originally but that boy is a powerhouse and my chiropractor is out of town for a week. So I handed him back over to Janet and opted for the more gentle, sedate Piper. AND THEN (drumroll, please) Piper saw sheep. That was the end of gentle, sedate Piper. Don't get me wrong -- she'd stop between staring at the sheep and pleading to go see the sheep to give copious amounts of kisses and shamelessly ask for belly rubs. I wanted to scoop her up in my arms just like Lolly had Trux -- she is just so dang sweet. Here's our lovebug on the sheep:
Jake had his go at the sheep and did a marvelous job. Hubby Joe went out with Jake while Piper attempted to dislocate my shoulder to get through the fence at those sheep. Jake's report card from his teacher said his drive is excellent but he definitely needs some training to hone those skills. I sure wish we lived closer to Ellen's and we'd be there every weekend working on that. And where are the pics of Jake herding? I don't have a single one. Shame on Mommy, right? I didn't miss one minute of watching him, though there are no pics and no video. When your face is behind the camera, you miss a lot of stuff that happens so I just wanted to watch this time.
Monday, February 04, 2008
Milly
R&R got Milly mid-January from a kill shelter in NC. Milly's mixed puppies had all been adopted and all that was left was skinny, tired Milly. Milly is about 4-years-old and needed a lot of TLC. This picture of Milly was taken January 19th:
And these pictures of Milly were taken yesterday, February 3rd! Wow! Milly is now bright-eyed, alert and filling out nicely. Milly was caught having the zoomies in the driveway yesterday and, in my book, that tells me a cattle dog feels comfortable.
Note posted 2/24/08: Milly was adopted!
R&R got Milly mid-January from a kill shelter in NC. Milly's mixed puppies had all been adopted and all that was left was skinny, tired Milly. Milly is about 4-years-old and needed a lot of TLC. This picture of Milly was taken January 19th:
And these pictures of Milly were taken yesterday, February 3rd! Wow! Milly is now bright-eyed, alert and filling out nicely. Milly was caught having the zoomies in the driveway yesterday and, in my book, that tells me a cattle dog feels comfortable.
Note posted 2/24/08: Milly was adopted!
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Cassidy
I picked up our newest foster Cassidy around 2 today, well, make that 3 after all the paperwork. The great news is that Cass is heartworm NEGATIVE! The first thing out of my mouth when I met Cass was "Hello, Stinky!" My gag reflex was kicking in fast as the smell of the sweetest, stinkiest dog. The second thing was "Oh, my, look at that blue eye!"
Cass is very curious and into everything. She pulls on the leash to look at things but isn't an over-the-top puller. She rode easily in the car and made no complaints. She's energetic but settles nicely for some cuddling and belly rubs. I took her straight to the tub and washed her with an oatmeal shampoo. She whimpered the whole bath but didn't try to escape. She has a short, fine coat with one tail spot and one spot around her right ear. Cass has about five inches of a tail. She weighs about 25 lbs and should weigh much more with her body shape. She doesn't know SIT at all so she is in for some obedience training at her foster home. I think we've pulled another very sweet but spunky girl.
I picked up our newest foster Cassidy around 2 today, well, make that 3 after all the paperwork. The great news is that Cass is heartworm NEGATIVE! The first thing out of my mouth when I met Cass was "Hello, Stinky!" My gag reflex was kicking in fast as the smell of the sweetest, stinkiest dog. The second thing was "Oh, my, look at that blue eye!"
Cass is very curious and into everything. She pulls on the leash to look at things but isn't an over-the-top puller. She rode easily in the car and made no complaints. She's energetic but settles nicely for some cuddling and belly rubs. I took her straight to the tub and washed her with an oatmeal shampoo. She whimpered the whole bath but didn't try to escape. She has a short, fine coat with one tail spot and one spot around her right ear. Cass has about five inches of a tail. She weighs about 25 lbs and should weigh much more with her body shape. She doesn't know SIT at all so she is in for some obedience training at her foster home. I think we've pulled another very sweet but spunky girl.
My heart was broken last Thursday when I had to put our youngest rescues to sleep. I was sick over the thought of putting the little girl Kiah down because of a possible neurological defect but when I had to put all four of her brothers down as well today I wasn't sure my own two legs would carry back to the car. All of the puppies had distemper. They kept kissing my face while I carried them in to be put down. I was already in love with them from the moment we saved them. Having spent 24 hours with them only cemented their place in my heart. It was a long five-hour drive home with an empty cage and five little collars. I knew one day I'd have to face putting down a sick foster but never imagined it would be these five six-week-old babies.
Eli:
Seamus:
Kiah:
Kane (right)& Deacon(left):
Eli:
Seamus:
Kiah:
Kane (right)& Deacon(left):
Sunday, January 06, 2008
The Continuing Adventures of No Worries Jake
Jake lives in an unassuming house in a small Southern town. What his neighbors don't know is that Jake is a reknowned treasure hunter. Jake keeps this hush-hush so that people only seen the peeling paint, the poor landscaping, and the dowdy work van and would never think that within were stored vast canine treasures.
On a bright Sunday morning, our adventurer Jake headed out the door in search of the ultimate hoard, The Treasure of 8. Jake told his three feline fellow housemates not to worry because he would be coming back. They blinked their eyes and fervently hoped that something dastardly would happen to Jake, although they said nothing aloud. Jake knew he might have to search the whole wide backyard to complete his quest.
Without hesitation Jake climbed the slippery slopes of Mount Kayak and Mount Canoe where he found The Bust of Squeaky Squirrel. But it wasn't the Treasure of 8...
A rumor of treasure had Jake flying to the continent of Greenhouse next to search among the Gardening Supplies, tall towers of tools, trees, and clay pots. Hidden amongst the Leaning Towers of Clay, Jake found his next gems -- two jars of Healthy Dog Snacks. Someone had beat him to this treasure, though, and the jars only contained enough snacks for Jake to fill his belly and move on.
A slinky, white cat named Salem slipped Jake a note when he was wandering the back alleys of the capital of Greenhouse in search of clues. Salem was known for sharp claws, potent urine, and an uncanny ability to turn on the charm. Jake wasn't sure if he could believe Salem but couldn't miss the opportunity to look for The Treasure of 8. Salem insisted he accompany Jake to the Swinging Bridge, a treacherous construction hanging over the Raging Creek. Suspicious of each other but unwilling to let the other go alone, Jake and Salem pushed their way through mounds of leaf litter. A harrowing crossing across the rickety bridge did indeed lead to a treasure, The Three Squeaky Balls that belonged to the Heir of Kong. Salem left Jake in a huff, failing to see the value of the golden balls. Still, the balls were not the Treasure of 8...
A mysterious letter arrived at Jake's hotel using Jake's code name "See Spots Run". There was no signature and no return address. Jake worried he was being led into a trap but had no choice but to brave the forests to find out if the clues in the letter would lead him to his final destination. Rotting logs, thick bushes, and fat grey ticks didn't deter our brave hero! Amongst the Rotting Tree Stumps, Jake uncovered the tombs of the Four Brothers Moo. An intricately carved statue of the four furry brothers marked their resting place. And yet the Treasure of 8 was still calling...
Onto the plains of SideYard, Jake ventured forth with a young trail guide cat named Peppy. Jake had known Peppy since Peppy was a tiny ball of fur and trusted Peppy completely. Peppy would often wander off to investigate a bug or eat a frog but Peppy always came back to continue their journey. Together Peppy and Jake dug beneath the holly tree on their treasure map and unearthed a silver and wood box. Could this be the treasure Jake has been seeking? Could our hero's adventures be over? Alas, the chest held the Five Bones of the Chew Dynasty, the last kings of SideYard.
Leaving young Peppy safely at home, Jake headed for High Table Plateau. Arduous climbing left Jake exhausted and disheartened on his long journey to the top of this monstrosity of plastic. A gorgeous temple of the Six ACD Rescue Desk Calendars greeted the morning sun as Jake climbed the last few feet of the steep plateau. Jake took time to admire the gorgeous pictographs on the sides of this holy place but knew he needed to hit the road again.
Jake wasn't sure where to look next. A quick phone call to his mom gave Jake another idea. Jake's mom wondered aloud if anyone had searched the dangerous route through Jarrett's Jungle yet. Jake wasn't afraid to get wet and muddy so he enthusiastically plowed through the thick undergrowth and hearty vines, even ignoring the snakes and squirrels he saw along the way in his haste to reach the treasure. A single shaft of light reached down through the darkness to reveal The Basket of the 7 Socks, a treasure that Jake had stopped looking for years ago. Jake had heard this treasure was locked deep within Dresser Drawer by the Laundry Police. Thrilled with his discovery, Jake felt invigorated and knew he was on the right path to finding The Treasure of 8.
But where to look? Tired from his journey, Jake decided to rest at Wooden Bench, a little-known getaway for intellectuals, tired birds, and roving canines.
When we left out hero last, Jake was recuperating from his journey through Jarrett's Jungle atop Wooden Bench. While sitting on his porch enjoying the sunlight, Jake suddenly got a whiff of great treasure! He knew that smell anywhere, the smell of fleece! Could it be? Could Jake have finally found the Treasure of 8, the world's greatest collection of Tugs?
What a day for celebration! Jake had indeed discovered the brightly colored Treasure of 8, the special treasure of Carolina ACD Rescue, high up in the Trees of Magnolia. The barren winter setting couldn't dim their radiance. Jake had eyes only for his find.
For just a moment Jake basked in the glory of being the greatest canine treasure hunter in the whole backyard. And maybe our hero's head swelled a little with pride...but who can blame him when he sniffed out such a wonderful prize?
Jake lives in an unassuming house in a small Southern town. What his neighbors don't know is that Jake is a reknowned treasure hunter. Jake keeps this hush-hush so that people only seen the peeling paint, the poor landscaping, and the dowdy work van and would never think that within were stored vast canine treasures.
On a bright Sunday morning, our adventurer Jake headed out the door in search of the ultimate hoard, The Treasure of 8. Jake told his three feline fellow housemates not to worry because he would be coming back. They blinked their eyes and fervently hoped that something dastardly would happen to Jake, although they said nothing aloud. Jake knew he might have to search the whole wide backyard to complete his quest.
Without hesitation Jake climbed the slippery slopes of Mount Kayak and Mount Canoe where he found The Bust of Squeaky Squirrel. But it wasn't the Treasure of 8...
A rumor of treasure had Jake flying to the continent of Greenhouse next to search among the Gardening Supplies, tall towers of tools, trees, and clay pots. Hidden amongst the Leaning Towers of Clay, Jake found his next gems -- two jars of Healthy Dog Snacks. Someone had beat him to this treasure, though, and the jars only contained enough snacks for Jake to fill his belly and move on.
A slinky, white cat named Salem slipped Jake a note when he was wandering the back alleys of the capital of Greenhouse in search of clues. Salem was known for sharp claws, potent urine, and an uncanny ability to turn on the charm. Jake wasn't sure if he could believe Salem but couldn't miss the opportunity to look for The Treasure of 8. Salem insisted he accompany Jake to the Swinging Bridge, a treacherous construction hanging over the Raging Creek. Suspicious of each other but unwilling to let the other go alone, Jake and Salem pushed their way through mounds of leaf litter. A harrowing crossing across the rickety bridge did indeed lead to a treasure, The Three Squeaky Balls that belonged to the Heir of Kong. Salem left Jake in a huff, failing to see the value of the golden balls. Still, the balls were not the Treasure of 8...
A mysterious letter arrived at Jake's hotel using Jake's code name "See Spots Run". There was no signature and no return address. Jake worried he was being led into a trap but had no choice but to brave the forests to find out if the clues in the letter would lead him to his final destination. Rotting logs, thick bushes, and fat grey ticks didn't deter our brave hero! Amongst the Rotting Tree Stumps, Jake uncovered the tombs of the Four Brothers Moo. An intricately carved statue of the four furry brothers marked their resting place. And yet the Treasure of 8 was still calling...
Onto the plains of SideYard, Jake ventured forth with a young trail guide cat named Peppy. Jake had known Peppy since Peppy was a tiny ball of fur and trusted Peppy completely. Peppy would often wander off to investigate a bug or eat a frog but Peppy always came back to continue their journey. Together Peppy and Jake dug beneath the holly tree on their treasure map and unearthed a silver and wood box. Could this be the treasure Jake has been seeking? Could our hero's adventures be over? Alas, the chest held the Five Bones of the Chew Dynasty, the last kings of SideYard.
Leaving young Peppy safely at home, Jake headed for High Table Plateau. Arduous climbing left Jake exhausted and disheartened on his long journey to the top of this monstrosity of plastic. A gorgeous temple of the Six ACD Rescue Desk Calendars greeted the morning sun as Jake climbed the last few feet of the steep plateau. Jake took time to admire the gorgeous pictographs on the sides of this holy place but knew he needed to hit the road again.
Jake wasn't sure where to look next. A quick phone call to his mom gave Jake another idea. Jake's mom wondered aloud if anyone had searched the dangerous route through Jarrett's Jungle yet. Jake wasn't afraid to get wet and muddy so he enthusiastically plowed through the thick undergrowth and hearty vines, even ignoring the snakes and squirrels he saw along the way in his haste to reach the treasure. A single shaft of light reached down through the darkness to reveal The Basket of the 7 Socks, a treasure that Jake had stopped looking for years ago. Jake had heard this treasure was locked deep within Dresser Drawer by the Laundry Police. Thrilled with his discovery, Jake felt invigorated and knew he was on the right path to finding The Treasure of 8.
But where to look? Tired from his journey, Jake decided to rest at Wooden Bench, a little-known getaway for intellectuals, tired birds, and roving canines.
When we left out hero last, Jake was recuperating from his journey through Jarrett's Jungle atop Wooden Bench. While sitting on his porch enjoying the sunlight, Jake suddenly got a whiff of great treasure! He knew that smell anywhere, the smell of fleece! Could it be? Could Jake have finally found the Treasure of 8, the world's greatest collection of Tugs?
What a day for celebration! Jake had indeed discovered the brightly colored Treasure of 8, the special treasure of Carolina ACD Rescue, high up in the Trees of Magnolia. The barren winter setting couldn't dim their radiance. Jake had eyes only for his find.
For just a moment Jake basked in the glory of being the greatest canine treasure hunter in the whole backyard. And maybe our hero's head swelled a little with pride...but who can blame him when he sniffed out such a wonderful prize?
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