Aka Mr.Tay, Taybutt, Mitterman,Taffy, Gay Tay,Butts
To us, he's perfect. Just don't put your hand anywhere near his face when he has food in his general vicinity! Notice I didn't say in his mouth! In Taylors way of thinking if the food is in your hands, its his too!
Walking Mr.Tay is also an award winning experience. Imagine being dragged across the street by a ball of white fur. I can walk Taylor anywhere he wants to go, not where I need to go. But I do have to say, the little guy can walk the pants off you. He can walk and walk and walk.
To us he was and is perfect. Who wouldn't want such a cute, adorable, somewhat loving poodle?
My wife Jocelyn scoured Craig's list, the local papers and even the Humane Society's web page looking for a poodle that match Mr. Tays general description. In a short time she had found what looked like the perfect poodle in the name of Avery.
He was cute, white, and looked similar to Taylor.
We took him back within 24 hours
Avery was a puppy mill dog and being an only dog, he was unable to relax. Avery liked having lots of his buddies around. He returned home and we heard was able to be adopted out to a family with more dogs.
Two weeks later Jocelyn showed me a picture of a dog she had found online. The dog looked HUGE! We took a chance and went to meet "Puff", a dog that had wandered into someone else's home. The home owner place ads, took her to the Human Society but no one claimed her. We email several questions and finally agreed to meet "Puff" face to face.
After watching several Ceasar Millan episodes we knew not to rush in and greet a new dog, so we ignored her. To our surprise "Puff" just looked at us and laid down behind us while we spoke to the home owners. She was stinky and really not as big as the picture portrayed.
We took her home and the rest is history.
aka Pixie Poo, Pixie Anne
Pixie has been such a joy in our lives, but this girl has some funny quirks about her. She hates to get her feet wet and will go out of her way to keep herself dry.
She loves her toys.
At night after I return home from work I will take her out for her last walk of the night. Before we go out together, Pixie will stop and look for that just so special toy to bring on our walk together. Last summer she choose to take her favorite Duck. As we started our walk we both noticed the local fox off in the distance. Pixie dropped her Duck and we walked a bit further. To my surprise, the fox circled us and went and picked up Pixie's favorite Duck. How dare he! Duck has never been seen again.
Pixie's favorite toy is Squirrel. We bought Squirrel while on vacation and every since the toy has been favorite of favorites. Each night Pixie will search out Squirrel and bring him to bed with her. The more stinky Squirrel becomes the more she loves him. Just don't wash Squirrel!
Look for more adventures!