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Mother's Day, Sunday, May 13, 2012
Gem of the Day: "I am joy in a wooly
coat, come to
dance into your life,
to make you laugh!"
~Julie Church~
Introducing "Pipper Piglet Pinktoes"
Pressnall
(Try saying THAT
real fast!)
Dale and I have an announcement. We have
a new baby. His name is "Pipper".
(Yes, it rhymes with "Chipper"
but at the time that I named him, I wasn't
planning on adopting him.) Life is what happens
when you're making other plans, you know!
Dear Small Pawsers,
Welcome to our newest members of our Small Paws® Rescue Online Newsletter, especially to those of
you who may have seen us on October 24, 2011
on Fox and Friends in New York City, or on Animal Planet on "Dogs 101.", or you may have recently read about us
in Chicken Soup for the Soul: Find Your Happiness,
101 Stories about Finding Your Purpose, Passion
and Joy , or you may have seen us on "Inside Edition" with Deborah Norville.
Welcome! We hope you enjoy reading about
the Bichons and the people who love them!
If you missed our
last newsletter, click here to read it.
You already know about our other three Bichons,
all rescued by Small Paws. And of course.
Sally Anne Pressnall, Dale's Kansas Highway
Rescue Dog.
First, there was Chipper the Tall, the one who started it all, for me. The
one who introduced me to the underground
world of puppy mills, and the nightmares,
therein.
Chipper turned 14 on February 19, and is
doing well. He has a collapsing trachea and
he takes meds for that, but otherwise, he
is good! He still throws AND catches the
ball and plays with his brothers. Here he
is at last fall's Okie Bash.
(Fastest tail in
the West)
Then there is 12 year old Spunky the Monkey, who is just my heart.
He is doing well, too! Scroll down to see
him wrestle Reagan and Pipper!
Then. last year we added Baby Reagan to our family. He has dry eye in his left
eye but you really
can't tell it now! He
takes eye drops daily.
And now, Bichon number four has made his
way through our doors.
I've asked our Florida
Team Leader, Susan
Garrison, to help
me explain.
<Subject: Pipper Pressnall Introduction
Date: 5/10/2012 8:36:55
P.M. Central Daylight
Time
From: scgmiata1@comcast.net
Sometimes God calls
upon you for reasons
you don't understand.
Back in April after
losing my Bart, God
said open your heart
and home. So Robin
asked if I could
take
her foster dog in.
I said yes (or so
I thought
I did). Plans were
made for a little
bit
of fluff to fly from
Tulsa to Dallas and
then on to Ft Lauderdale.
Or so everyone
thought.
Sometimes God has
other plans and you
are
just a instrument
in the event. Now
I invite
you to read the story
of my God Son Pipper
Pressnall. Enjoy
and God Bless.
Susan C Garrison
Florida Team Leader
Small Paws Rescue>
Dale and I rescued Pipper from a kill shelter
about an hour away from Tulsa.
After his vetting, we picked him up to FOSTER
him. He is about six months old.
I knew that Susan would be a wonderful home
for him and we made all of the arrangements
for him to fly to her.
When he first came here, Reagan would not
EVEN acknowledge his lowly presence.
When I told Reagan that Pipper had a new
home and would be leaving us in a few days,
he began to wrestle him. 24 hours a day wrestle
him. I mean REALLY wrestle him.
Then Spunky joined
in.
See all four in this short video.
But I knew that he would have a great home,
so Dale took him to get his health certificate
to get ready to fly to Susan on a Saturday
morning.
It was sad on Friday night, and we told him
that we would always love him, but that he
would have a great home in Florida, and we
all went to sleep.
Then, about five in the morning we were all
waked up by a huge storm.
The Weather Channel said that there were
tornado warnings in Tulsa. Ruh-Roh.
And his layover city, Dallas, was expecting
70 mile an hour straight winds at the time
he would have been landing there, AND Ft.
Lauderdale, his destination airport city
had Gale Force wind warnings for aircraft,
there.
ALL THREE CITIES
HAD MAJOR STORMS
HAPPENING
ALL ON THE SAME DAY.
Susan had been watching
the weather, too.
I called her about 7:00 A.M. and told her
about the weather in all three cities.
We agreed he could
not fly that day.
Then Susan sent the most incredible e-mail
to me.
She said that maybe this was a God thing
for him to stay with us. I mean what would
the chances of sever weather in all three
cities, on the same day, and on the day he
was to fly?
I called and asked
Susan if she was
sure,
and she said that
she was.
So, now, Susan is
little Pipper's God-Mama.
We all love him so much and we owe it all
to Susan.
(I'm now on the lookout for the perfect pup
to send to Susan, and I am highly motivated,
too. HA!)
Here are some more
pictures of our newest
child, Pipper Pressnall,
who has amazing
abilities to arrange
weather in at least
three states. Hmm.
All My Love, Robin And Dale (and Sally Anne,
Chipper, Spunky Monkey, Reagan, and Pipper
Pressnall)
Pipper Pressnall. he's a happy little guy!
Reagan and his new brother from another Mother,
Baby Pipper
Rope toys are good.
Pipper, Ninja Hunter.
Now. this is what it is like all day here
at our house.
A Rescue Poem
"Her eyes met mine as she walked down
the corridor peering apprehensively into
the kennels. I felt her need instantly and
knew I had to help her.
I wagged my tail,
not too exuberantly,
so
she wouldn't be afraid.
As she stopped at
my kennel I blocked
her view from a little
accident I had in
the back of my cage.
I
didn't want her to
know that I hadn't
been
walked today. Sometimes
the overworked shelter
keepers get too busy
and I didn't want
her
to think poorly of
them.
As she read my kennel
card I hoped that
she
wouldn't feel sad
about my past. I
only have
the future to look
forward to and want
to
make a difference
in someone's life.
She got down on her
knees and made little
kissy sounds at me.
I shoved my shoulder
and side of my head
up against the bars
to
comfort her. Gentle
fingertips caressed
my
neck; she was desperate
for companionship.
A tear fell down
her cheek and I raised
my
paw to assure her
that all would be
well.
Soon my kennel door
opened and her smile
was so bright that
I instantly jumped
into
her arms.
I would promise to
keep her safe.
I would promise to
always be by her
side.
I would promise to
do everything I could
to see that radiant
smile and sparkle
in
her eyes.
I was so fortunate
that she came down
my
corridor. So many
more are out there
who
haven't walked the
corridors. So many
more
to be saved. At least
I could save one.
I rescued a human
today.
~Janine Allen ~
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Humphrey Sisco
Dec 26, 1993~ Aug 30, 2006
When I first saw this beautiful picture of
Cheri Sisco's "Humphrey", I thought
it was truly the epitome of what we do, and
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days before his death due to congestive heart
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sick and alone. Because of Small Paws, and
Cheri Sisco, he lived, he loved, and he smiled.
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