March 4, 2003

Irish Eyes!



The following Bichons have been rescued from commercial kennels.

Our auction rescue team was approched at an auction about the following puppies and two older females. One of them, Emerald, is pregnant at age nine.:(

All of the following puppies (born Dec 19, 2002) have been reserved for people who are grieving.



Baby Chaunacey


Baby Darby O'Gill


Finnegan


O'Reiley


Patty


Shamrock


Fiona


O'Hare has a severe case of dermodectic mange. (The genetic kind)


O'hare's hair. O'hare was a commercial kennel cull.


Mary Kate born 2/06/98. Mary Kate was sold at a commercial kennel auction as "bred" and may be pregnant. We believe that Mary Kate was a pet (possibly from a free to good home ad) who found herself being sold at a commericial kennel auction. She acts just like one of oue own Bichons!


Megan Born 1/06/95,
is definetly a kennel dog, was also sold as bred and may be pregnant.


Shannon born 6/12/00 Shannon
We believe that Shannon is also a pet that was taken to auction to be sold with Mary Kate.

One of the latest auction rescues prances with joy!

"Free at last!"

We also have Emerald and Maureen, adult females who are not pictured because they are going to the groomers today.



When Irish Eyes Are Smiling
Ernest Ball
Chauncey Olcott
Geo Graff Jr
There's a tear in your eye and I'm wondering why
For it never should be there at all
With such power in your smile, sure a stone you'd beguile
So there's never a teardrop should fall
When your sweet lilting laughter's like some fairy song
And your eyes twinkle bright as can be
You should laugh all the while, and all other times smile
And now smile a smile for me

When Irish eyes are smiling, sure it's like a morning Spring
In the lilt of Irish laughter, you can hear the angels sing
When Irish hearts are happy, all the world seems bright and gay
And when Irish eyes are smiling, sure they steal your heart away

For your smile is a part of the love in your heart
And it makes even sunshine more bright
Like the linnet's sweet song, crooning all the day long
Comes your laughter so tender and light
For the spring-time of life is the sweetest of all
There is ne'er a real care or regret
And while spring-time is ours, throughout all of youth's hours
Let us smile each chance we get

When Irish eyes are smiling, sure it's like a morning Spring
In the lilt of Irish laughter, you can hear the angels sing
When Irish hearts are happy, all the world seems bright and gay
And when Irish eyes are smiling, sure they steal your heart away