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We Lost A Good Friend Today

It is with a great deal of sadness that I make this update. California Shar Pei Rescue, its friends and volunteers and pretty much everyone who ever met her lost a dear friend today. Jan Green passed away today after an amazingly brave battle with cancer. And she truly was amazing.

Jan was recovering from her first bout with cancer when she adopted Rico (FKA Bishop) from us. Rico was no easy dog. He had terrible separation anxiety. He barked all day, pooped in his crate, destroyed nearly everything in his path and generally acted the psycho dog.

But Jan never gave up.

Despite the return of the cancer, she adopted Jazz (FKA Kisses) to try and ease the stress for Rico. She also set up a web cam so she could monitor his actions while she went back to work a few hours each day.

She loved those dogs as if they were the children she never had. The whole house was set up just for them. Many of us received not just pictures but whole albums of photos. On the beach, at home, out for walks, wherever. Rico always hammed it up for the camera.

Jan was a talented photographer, in addition to all of her other talents. I know I will miss those photo albums. Some of the photos ended up as my desktop theme at one time or another.

Despite everything Jan always looked for the lighter side. Even cracking jokes and taking pictures of Rico stealing her heating pad when she got up for a minute.

I hope that wherever Jan is now, that she was able in her final hours to know that sometimes the universe is kind. Rico and Jazz found a new home nearby where they could stay together. Knowing Jan, that would have been all she cared about. Rest easy my friend. You were and still are dearly loved and will be sorely missed by all.

Below is a photo of Jan, Rico and Jazz in better days. We invite all of you to leave your remembrances of Jan in our comments section. And for those of you who requested it....the information for making a donation in Jan's memory is: California Shar Pei Rescue, P.O. Box 492404, Redding, CA 96049-2404. Or for donations via PayPal: HoboCSP@hotmail.com.


United Way

Hi folks,

For United Way donations here is the info:

Homeward Bound CSP, Inc.
P.O. Box 492404
Redding, CA 96049-2404
530 549-4965

Federal Tax ID #23-2938414

Boy It's Been Busy Around Here!

I know I've been a terrible slacker about writing. For some strange reason it's been busy around this little slice of Pei heaven.

Right now, I have a special guest. Ansel.

Ansel is a wonderful success story. He came to us because someone saw him being tossed from a pickup truck into a parking lot off busy Highway 132 in Modesto, CA.

Ansel was about 5 or 6 months old, maybe 20 pounds, and almost bald from generalized demodetic mange. Add to that some unusual scars, yucky ears and an umbilical hernia. What a mess!

After a few months of care, Ansel was adopted by Lily Yue of San Francisco, CA. Lily's twin sister, Shan and her partner Anna had already adopted two dogs from us, Obie and Moi-Moi.

Ansel is very tiny but he makes up for it by being very busy and talkative. He and my mini Pei, Beijing make up the duo known as "The Two Tiny Terrors."

There is lots more to Ansel's story but I need to go spend some time with my wrinkle pups. Right now Mulan and I are trying to manage 5 male Shar Pei. It's like a wrinkly frat house around here......Booyah!

Here's Ansel!

We Have A Special Kind of Dog

When I'm not spoiling my Pei Pals at home, I am usually in the company of some other dog breed. As a dog trainer it's an occupational hazard. And as owner of a petsitting business I also get the opportunity to work with just about everything under the sun. Today I had to exercise a tortoise. But that's not what this entry is about.

This entry is about what a neat and unique breed Shar Pei are.

For example, I have 5 Pei running my household right now. And unless they have a really good reason they don't bark. Not when I leave. Not when I get home. I have heard Bernie bark exactly once since he arrived in March. The first several months I had Mulan....dead silence. They are just quiet dogs. Other breeds (which shall remain nameless) tend to bark a LOT. Falling leaves, phantom mice, no seeums, changes in barometric pressure.....they bark. And bark.

Oh but I could go on and on and on about how cool Shar Pei are.

But I wouldn't want all the other breeds to feel inferior to our wrinkle pups now would I? *wink*

OK gratuitous Puppy Pic! Meet Super Max! One of our alumni!

Summer's Over Kids!

And just like that...everyone is back to school, work, whatever it is we all do when we aren't plotting our escape to Disneyland. I know school is back in session when every day at 3:15ish the dogs line up at the window to bark at the kids strolling by. Which means I have to Windex the glass daily. Dog slobber has an adherent quality like nothing else.

Which reminds me! There are 117 days left in the year 2006. If you are looking for a place to stash that cash and get a break from Uncle Sam....send it our way! Not only will you get a tax deduction, you'll get the warm fuzzies, too. For United Way just designate your donation to "Homeward Bound CSP, Inc."

C'mon...how can you resist?

Some Years It Just Doesn't Pay to Get Out of Bed

I'm telling you this has been a rough year. Adoptions are down. Donations are down. More dogs than ever are ending up in shelters or on the street. Meanwhile, dogs have never been more popular, or more of a "status symbol/accessory". But as with all fashion trends, consumers seem to think that they can just toss aside that precious pooch like last years Dooney & Burke bag.

Add to that the massive influx of homeless dogs from the hurricanes of a year ago and it all reaches a breaking point. When you take thousands of dogs that had families and homes and a good life and add them to the thousands already desperately in need of good homes and families and a decent life....Wow. The mind boggles.

Even sadder, the majority of those dogs were sick and injured from the storms, heartworm positive from living in mosquito country and emotionally damaged from the horrors they were put through. A number of trainers, including myself, were offered thousands of dollars to take in and rehabilitate Katrina dogs. As appalled as I was by the situation and as much as I wanted to help, I knew in my heart that I had to keep my focus on the dogs here. A Shar Pei thrown out of a pickup truck onto a busy highway in California is just as important as a dog left behind in a hurricane. Every life is precious and rare. No matter the circumstance.

There will be many more disasters. Natural and man-made. Every time an animal dies in a shelter, I consider a disaster. We should all consider it a disaster. But some disasters CAN be prevented.

So here is my offer to you. Before you give up on that precious and rare wrinkle baby that so captured your heart at one time, call me. If its a behavior thing, I can help. I have articles I can send you. I have advice I can give. And I have ears that listen and understand. I have been through just about every awful behavior a dog can throw at you. If I don't have the answer right away I will get it for you. My number is (209) 345-5967. I will even call you back if you can't afford the toll.

And please, love your pets as much as they love you.

What Is Heaven

A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.

He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.

After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.

When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.

When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"

"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.

"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.

"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."

The man gestured, and the gate began to open.

"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked.

"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."

The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.

After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence.

As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.

"Excuse me!" he called to the man. "Do you have any water?"

"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in."

"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog.

"There should be a bowl by the pump."

They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.

The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.

When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.

"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.

"This is Heaven," he answered.

"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was Heaven, too."

"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell."

"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"

"No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind."

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