Helen's Home World: March 2015

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Wee Bit Irish Birthday

Hey dere eberyone, is me Keltic. Top of the morning to you all and to me too, it be my third birdday.

We celebrated on Sunday wid a cake dat Mums made for me. But afore I coulds have cake she made me and Beckett wear all da funny hats again for pictures. Dis year she even boughted these big green bowties after seeing dem in the da professional photo shoot.

It's tough what we has to put up wid to get cake. Mums made me a really nice cake though, peanut butter and carrot cake wid cream cheese for da icing. Here it is wid just da icing.

And dere it is all decorated wid shamrocks, just for me. Well I gots to share wid Beckett.

Again Mums had da flashy thing out to take some pictures. Beckett and me was good boys and waited for Mums to finish wid the picture taking but I can tell you I was getting a bit impatient. We did lot o'BARKING while she was cutting up our piece of cake.

We didn't gets to eat at da table cuz Mums bought a new table cloth and runner for Easter and she didn't want to gets it dirty afore the peeps had a chance to see dem. Beckett and me, we didn't care one bit where we ate as long as we gots CAKE!

Mums says I is all growed up now but I is still da puppy boy cuz I is da youngest so I guess dat means I can still be naughty sumtimes. It's hard bein good all da time.

Mums said she would share wid you da pictures she chosed from da professional photo shoot so her dey is! You see I just had to ham it up in one of dem pictures. And Mums liked it; Beckett, da mama's boy, is always so serious.

I didn't gets my pressies yet, Mums said I will get dem tonight when she gets home from work. She said dat spreadding things out like dis makes celebrating my birdday last longer, so we'll show whats I got for pressies anudder time. Until den, here's us eating CAKE!.

Keltic and Beckett eat CAKE!

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Naughty and Nice Part II

Keltic is kind of growing out of the naughty stage so I didn't want to stick him with that cookie and Beckett still can have a little naughty in him so in the end they each had half of the Nice cookie and half of the Naughty cookie. It's hard to tell with Keltic, he eats so fast I hardly got a chance to snap a photo. On Beckett's half of the cookies you can see the red and green icing of the letters. I don't think they cared, they only cared they got COOOKIES!!!

Monday, March 9, 2015

Naughty or Nice?

These were cookies that Beckett and Keltic got for Christmas from Santa Paws but I never got around to doing a photo shoot until now. I didn't want to let them have them until I did the photo shoot. I was quite surprised Keltic didn't steal one; he's so quick when it comes to food. Beckett is more of a gentleman.

A friend asked me who was going to get the naughty cookie. So I'll ask all of you my blog friends, who do you think got the naughty cookie?

Monday, March 2, 2015

March Trial

We had a trial this past weekend on 1 Mar 2015. I sure do hope now that February is done we will get some warmer temperatures. This past February was the coldest February on record but, if it's any consolation, not the coldest month on record.

Keltic had two runs and Beckett had three; well two and half, as one run was with his litter sister Hannah. Keltic was up first and his first run was an Advanced Jumpers. He did just awesome but I didn't go in deep enough with him on one jump and he turned with me and missed the jump. I didn't even see it, I knew he had either knocked the bar or missed the jump as I saw the judge's arm go up in the corner of my eye.

Video of Keltic's Advanced Jumpers run

I was very happy with the way he ran though. Next up for him was an Advanced Snooker; we got through our opening which was sort of unexpected as the "red" jumps weren't that easy to get to. We faulted on the close when Keltic bailed off the teeter. The teeter was the number 4 obstacle and we had to get through number 5 to Q which was six weaves. Given our difficulty with weaves in competition we likely would have run out of time trying to get them done, so no Q's for Keltic but he ran really well.

Beckett had three runs, two Master Standards and one Team run. Beckett didn't Q on his first Standard. He popped in the weaves, something strange for him.The team run was the first with his litter sister Hannah. They didn't Q but did run really well together. They will get a chance for Team Part 2 on Easter weekend.

Hannah and Beckett run Team

Beckett's last run was another Standard, no video I'm afraid, but Beckett did wonderfully. We started when the judge said "whenever your ready" only to be whistled after obstacle 5 as the scribe wasn't quite ready so we had to start again. Both times, Beckett nearly stalled at obstacle 5, not sure what caused him to do that. It was a clean run for a Q though; we're slowly chipping away at the Standards he needs for Silver Award of Merit.

We also had some pictures done. A photographer Erika A Photography was at the trial doing a fundraiser for the SPCA and as Keltic was born on St Patrick's day how could I resist.

Pictures from Wee Bit Irish Photo Shoot

I'll let you know what shots I chose on Keltic's birthday.

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Agility Blessing

May the tunnels not have too much suction,
May the course be fun and fast.
May your dog not stop to say "hello" to the photographers they pass!
May the table not be too slippery,
May the chute house no scary beasts,
May all the yellow parts be touched with one little toe, at least
May the wind be always at your back,
May no bars fall on the ground,
May the A-frame have no stop sign on the top,
May the judge's whistle never sound.
May your dog obey all correct commands,
And ignore the ones that are wrong.
May your heart be light, your feet be sure, and the bond with your dog grow strong.
At the finish line, may great joy abound, regardless of your score,
You have your dog, your dog has you, and who could ask for more?

Written by: PJ Hughes

What is a Title!

Not just a brag, not just a stepping stone to a higher title, not just an adjunct to competitive scores. A Title is a tribute to the dog that bears it, a way to honor that dog, an ultimate memorial. It will remain in the record and in the memory for about as long as anything in this world can remain. Few humans will do as well or better in that regard, and though the dog himself doesn't know or care that his achievements have been noted, a Title says many things in the world of humans, where such things count.

A Title says your dog was intelligent, and adaptable, and good natured. It says that your dog loved you enough to do the things that please you, however crazy they may have sometimes seemed. And a Title says that you loved your dog, that you loved to spend time with him because he was a good dog, and that you believed in him enough to give him yet another chance when he failed, and that in the end your faith was justified.

A Title proves that your dog inspired you to have the special relationship enjoyed by so few, that in the world of disposable creatures, this dog with a Title was greatly loved, and loved greatly in return. And when that dear short life is over, the Title remains as a memorial of the finest kind, the best you can give to a deserving friend, volumes of praise in one small set of initials before or after the name.

A Title is nothing less than love and respect, given and received, permanently recorded.

Written by Sandy Mowery, Wisconsin

The Last Battle

If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this -- the last battle -- can't be won.

You will be sad I understand,
But don't let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.

We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn't want me to suffer so.
When the time comes, please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they'll tend,
Only, stay with me till the end

And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.

Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don't grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;

We've been so close -- we two -- these years,
Don't let your heart hold any tears.

Author Unknown

Beyond the Rainbow

As much as I loved the life we had and all the times we played,

I was so very tired and knew my time on earth would fade.

I saw a wondrous image then of a place that’s trouble-free,

Where all of us can meet again to spend eternity.

I saw the most beautiful Rainbow, and on the other side

Were animals of every sort as healthy as could be!

My own tired, failing body was fresh and healed and new

I wanted to run with them, but I had something left to do.

I needed to reach out to you, and tell you I’m alright

That this place is truly wonderful,

Then a bright Glow pierced the night.

Twas the Glow of many candles shining bright, strong and bold

I knew then that it held your love in its brilliant shades of gold.

For although we may not be together in the way we used to be,

We are still connected by a cord no eye can see.

So, whenever you need to find me, we’re never far apart,

If you look beyond the Rainbow and listen with your heart.

Do you think the time is right?

May I say goodbye to pain filled days and endless lonely nights?
I've lived my life and done my best, an example tried to be.
So can I take that step beyond, and set my spirit free?
I didn't want to go at first, I fought with all my might.
But something seems to draw me now to a warm and living light.
I want to go, I really do; it's difficult to stay.
But I will try as best I can to live just one more day.
To give you time to care for me and share your love and fears.
I know you're sad and afraid, because I see your tears.
I'll not be far, I promise that, and hope you'll always know,
That my spirit will be close to you wherever you may go.
Thank you so for loving me. You know I love you too,
And that's why it's so hard to say goodbye and end this life with you.
So hold me now just one more time and let me hear you say,
Because you care so much for me, you'll let me go today.

I Loved You Best

So this is where we part, My Friend,

And you'll run on, around the bend.

Gone from sight, but not from mind,

new pleasures there you'll surely find.

I will go on; I'll find the strength,

Life measures quality, not its length.

One long embrace before you leave,

Share one last look, before I grieve.

There are others, that much is true,

But they be they, and they aren't you.

And I, fair, impartial, or so I thought,

Will remember well all you've taught.

Your place I'll hold, you will be missed,

The fur I stroked, the nose I kissed.

And as you journey to your final rest,

Take with you this...I loved you best.

-Jim Willis

The Price We Pay

There is a cycle of love and death that shapes the lives of those who choose to travel in the company of animals.

It is a cycle unlike any other.

To those who have never lived through it's turnings and walked it's rocky path, our willingness to give our hearts with the full knowledge it will be broken seems incomprehensible.

Only we know how small price we pay for what we receive; our grief, no matter how powerful it may be, is an insufficient measure of the joy we have been given.

Suzanne Clother