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Slinkydog
Member
11-30-2005
| Monday, December 04, 2006 - 4:57 pm
Saxy, I'm so proud of you for giving equal time to Sandy and to Mocha! Great pics!
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Yankee_in_ca
Member
08-01-2000
| Friday, December 08, 2006 - 5:57 pm
OK, sooo... as some of you may know, me and my dh leave for NZ next week for Christmas and New Year's. So my family (parents, grandma, brother's family) sent their gifts for us early, and I got them today. I go downstairs to photograph the packages to send back to my mom, and look what I catch the sneaky little one doing:
So I say, "Finnegan, what on earth are you up to?", and he jumps a mile, sits down quickly and gives me this rather sheepish look. Notice the bag in the background, overturned.
P.S. - does anyone know how to get rid of green eye? I have a thing that fixes red eye, but not green, and his eyes always photograph green.
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Supergranny
Member
02-03-2005
| Friday, December 08, 2006 - 6:18 pm
Finnegan is so cute. Where is he going to stay while you are on your trip?
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Skootz
Member
07-23-2003
| Friday, December 08, 2006 - 6:19 pm
Hey Yankee, perhaps your dog is the devil inside and instead of his eyes turning out red like the real devil, his turns green instead LOL I have a program that you can manually touch up the eyes? Can you do that with yours? btw...awesome pictures!
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Yankee_in_ca
Member
08-01-2000
| Friday, December 08, 2006 - 6:32 pm
He stays at the farm where he was born. Whenever we travel he stays there. He's stayed up to a month at a time (last time we went to NZ) and it's his home away from home. Here's a pic of the breeder and some of her dogs, taken 2 weeks ago -- there are about 30 JRTs who live and play there. I never feel badly about dropping him off -- and when we do, he's like: "Sayonara, city dwellers -- I'm digging holes and eating some horse poop!"

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Julieboo
Member
02-05-2002
| Friday, December 08, 2006 - 6:53 pm
Yankee, that picture looks like a greeting card! You always take the best photos! Do you have photoshop? If you do, select the green areas, go to the hues, and bring down the saturation. Let me know if you have p-shop though, I can give you better step by step directions. Or maybe Jimmer will stop by!
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Seamonkey
Moderator
09-07-2000
| Friday, December 08, 2006 - 7:44 pm
I <heart> Finnegan!
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Yankee_in_ca
Member
08-01-2000
| Friday, December 08, 2006 - 8:33 pm
Thanks, everyone -- and thanks, Julieboo -- I do have Photoshop CS2 v9.0 but the hue/saturation thing didn't work. Of course, I could ask my dh how to do it, since he's a photog, but I hate asking him that sort of thing for some reason LOL.
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Wargod
Moderator
07-16-2001
| Friday, December 08, 2006 - 9:11 pm
LOL Yankee, that is exactly why we don't put presents out til right before Christmas day. The kids will leave them alone, but Harvey's all in them. Even with his green eyes those are great pics. I love the one with the breeder and all the JRT's.
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Wink
Member
10-06-2000
| Friday, December 08, 2006 - 10:50 pm
Yankee Finnegan is one gorgeous little guy and that pic with the breeder is stunning.
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Landi
Member
07-29-2002
| Friday, December 08, 2006 - 11:20 pm
OH HOW WONDERFUL! i've missed finnegan pictures! thank you so much yankee!
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Mocha
Member
08-12-2001
| Saturday, December 09, 2006 - 8:59 am
Lol Yankee!
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Regee
Member
10-09-2005
| Saturday, December 09, 2006 - 3:33 pm
Those photo's are so cute, its like he is saying to you: Mommy, I was just looking, they are all so preedie (pretty). His look is just precious. And for the breeder photo is that from this year, if so I AM SO glad the snow is there and not here.
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Egbok
Member
07-13-2000
| Sunday, December 10, 2006 - 12:36 pm
Last night in SoCal it poured rain for about an hour. Our 6 month old mini dachshund, Dixie, heard the pounding rain, ran outside through her doggie door and started barking. I realized she was encountering rain for the first time and I quickly opened the door to watch her. She stood under the porch roof, barking and jumping forward at the hard rainfall as if she was going to attack. Then she jumped into the rain and started trying to bite it. She quickly realized that she was getting wet! and with a speedy retreat, she was back in the house with the most quizzical look on her face. This was a fun moment for me.
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Supergranny
Member
02-03-2005
| Sunday, December 10, 2006 - 2:44 pm
That is so funny about Dixie. Those doxies are so feisty too..I can just see her! We enjoyed our pugs experiencing snow for the first time but they just raced around and wouldn't come in.
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Landi
Member
07-29-2002
| Monday, December 11, 2006 - 11:47 am
Merry Christmas, My Friend By Christa Holder Ocker "I will never forget you," the old man said. A tear rolled down his leathery cheek. "I'm getting old. I can't take care of you anymore." With his head tilted to one side, Monsieur DuPree watched his master. "Woof, woof! Woof, woof!" He wagged his tail back and forth, wondering, What's he talking about? "I can't take care of myself anymore, let alone take care of you." The old man cleared his throat. He pulled a hankie from his pocket and blew his nose with a mighty blast. "Soon, I'll move to an old-age home, and, I'm sorry to say, you can't come along. They don't allow dogs there, you know." Bent over from age, the old man limped over to Monsieur DuPree and stroked the dog's head. "Don't worry, my friend. We'll find a home. We'll find a nice new home for you." As an afterthought he added, "Why, with your good looks, we'll have no trouble at all. Anyone would be proud to own such a fine dog." Monsieur DuPree wagged his tail really hard and strutted up and down the kitchen floor. For a moment, the familiar musky scent of the old man mingling with the odor of greasy food gave the dog a feeling of well-being. But then a sense of dread took hold again. His tail hung between his legs and he stood very still. "Come here." With great difficulty, the old man knelt down on the floor and lovingly pulled Monsieur DuPree close to him. He tied a ribbon around the dog's neck with a huge red bow, and then he attached a note to it. What does it say? Monsieur DuPree wondered. "It says," the old man read aloud, "Merry Christmas! My name is Monsieur DuPree. For breakfast, I like bacon and eggs - even cornflakes will do. For dinner, I prefer mashed potatoes and some meat. That's all. I eat just two meals a day. In return, I will be your most loyal friend." "Woof, woof! Woof, woof!" Monsieur DuPree was confused, and his eyes begged, What's going on? The old man blew his nose into his hankie once more. Then, hanging on to a chair, he pulled himself up from the floor. He buttoned his overcoat, reached for the dog's leash and softly said, "Come here, my friend." He opened the door against a gust of cold air and stepped outside, pulling the dog behind. Dusk was beginning to fall. Monsieur DuPree pulled back. He didn't want to go. "Don't make this any harder for me. I promise you, you'll be much better off with someone else." The street was deserted. Leaning into the wintry air, the old man and his dog pushed on. It began to snow. After a very long time, they came upon an old Victorian house surrounded by tall trees, which were swaying and humming in the wind. Shivering in the cold, they appraised the house. Glimmering lights adorned every window, and the muffled sound of a Christmas song was carried on the wind. "This will be a nice home for you," the old man said, choking on his words. He bent down and unleashed his dog, then opened the gate slowly, so that it wouldn't creak. "Go on now. Go up the steps and scratch on the door." Monsieur DuPree looked from the house to his master and back again to the house. He did not understand. "Woof, woof! Woof, woof!" "Go on." The old man gave the dog a shove. "I have no use for you anymore," he said in a gruff voice. "Get going now!" Monsieur DuPree was hurt. He thought his master didn't love him anymore. He didn't understand that, indeed, the old man loved him very much but could no longer care for him. Slowly, the dog straggled toward the house and up the steps. He scratched with one paw at the front door. "Woof, woof! Woof, woof!" Looking back, he saw his master step behind a tree just as someone from inside turned the doorknob. A little boy appeared, framed in the doorway by the warm light coming from within. When he saw Monsieur DuPree, the little boy threw both arms into the air and shouted with delight, "Oh boy! Mom and Dad, come see what Santa brought!" Through teary eyes, the old man watched from behind the tree as the boy's mother read the note. Then she tenderly pulled Monsieur DuPree inside. Smiling, the old man wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his cold, damp coat. Then he disappeared into the night, whispering, "Merry Christmas, my friend."
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Mocha
Member
08-12-2001
| Monday, December 11, 2006 - 12:22 pm
Dang you landi now I'm crying at work.
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Seamonkey
Moderator
09-07-2000
| Monday, December 11, 2006 - 1:47 pm
And sadly, older folks tend to have older pets who aren't so easily adopted. People need to have plans so that those loyal pets are well taken care of. Same with us who aren't THAT old.. But what a lovely story, landi! <sniffle>
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Grannyg
Member
05-28-2002
| Monday, December 11, 2006 - 1:51 pm
well, crap, now i'm a puddle of tears.
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Mameblanche
Member
08-24-2002
| Monday, December 11, 2006 - 7:29 pm
Ditto what Grannyg said. (grabbing kleenex for drippy eyes and nose)
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Chewpito
Member
01-04-2004
| Monday, December 11, 2006 - 9:13 pm
Me too, that really got to me. I had to get kleenex..
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Slinkydog
Member
11-30-2005
| Tuesday, December 12, 2006 - 12:04 pm
I try to avoid these tear-jerkers at all costs, but by the time I realized what it was, I was already sucked in. Dang it!
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Cdbga
Member
10-04-2004
| Tuesday, December 12, 2006 - 6:08 pm
Finally got around to taking my Christmas Card photos of the girls. Thought you all might enjoy them. The first is the one that went on my cards, but the others are cute, too.

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Cdbga
Member
10-04-2004
| Tuesday, December 12, 2006 - 6:17 pm
I also wanted to add that I posted a few more, including pictures of just Naiya in her antlers & hat in the cats thread.
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Seamonkey
Moderator
09-07-2000
| Tuesday, December 12, 2006 - 6:27 pm
Those are adorable!!!!
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