Repeat's Story

About 1 and a half years ago I adopted my little buddy Repeat from PCA rescue. He was 8 months old and quite a handsome, but shy little guy. He moved in with his 4 sisters and quickly determined that he had moved into his very own harem! He was not shy very long.

His favorite sister, Gator, a golden retriever became his newest friend…but he definitely had his eyes set on making Furby, his Papillion sister, his best buddy. Well it took some doing and perseverance but his hard work paid off as Furby and he became best buddies. They play every morning on my bed as I shower and dress. Repeat will bark at one of his sisters to get them to play and if they don’t want to play everyone begins to howl…he makes all of his sisters “sing!”

Soon after Repeat came to live in my home we began his agility training. He was quite a speedy learner and Furby was more than happy to help him along. He did not like tunnels until he got to chase her through them…needless to say he has a very speedy tunnel now. He loves to train and is getting more and more confident with each trial he runs in. He has finished his Novice titles in two of the 3 venues he runs in and has only been competing since this spring.
He is a joy to have in my life and I can’t imagine my home without him being a part of it. As far as looking for an agility dog, I would recommend the PCA Rescue as a definite source to consider. Sharon, his foster mom does a wonderful job with the dogs she fosters…helping them to be socialized and housebroken. She is a very special PCA volunteer and I want to give her a special “Thank You” from Repeat and me.

Sincerely,

Kathy, Repeat, Furby, Betsy, Tippy, Gator, Kibbles, Willie, and Ditto Too!
In December of 2003, our beloved Cocker of 15 years passed away. We went to Illinois Cocker Rescue to adopt another and my wife said she wanted a small one that could sit with her on the couch. Oh, you want a LAP dog, Alie commented. I have just the dog for you! She brought out Daphne, who had been rescued from a puppy mill, and handed her to my wife. Daphne, who was 3 then, is in the upper left of the photo, and she started licking my wife's face from side to side and top to bottom. I think she has chosen YOU, said Alie, and we took her home. This was our first contact with a Papillon, and we just LOVED her.
In April of 2005, we decided to get a playmate for Daphne and went on the PCAR website. After a while of looking, we saw Sophie, age 7, who was an obedience champion. Sophie is the gray Pap in the foreground. She used to be dark, when she was young. We know this because we have her champion ribbons and pictures. Anyway, we got our application in quickly and were the third (and best) household to get a visit. Sophie liked Daphne and vice-versa and our application was approved. She too, is just wonderful! Two Paps! What could possibly be better than that! We would soon find out!

In August of 2005, we got a phone call from PCAR saying they had a Pap emergency, with 68 papillons having been found in one house, in dreadful conditions. The owner, who was unable to care for them, surrendered the dogs. After veterinary exams they were sent to foster homes all over the country. We agreed to be a foster home and Annie was delivered. At age two, she had never touched grass, had a collar or leash on, and had never gone potty outdoors. Whew! What a tall order this was to be! It took months for her to come to us voluntarily. Eventually, after almost a year of trying to socialize her, poor Annie was considered unadoptable. We were awarded permanent custody of her. She is still distrusting and fearful of everyone but our family, she is sweet, loving, devoted to her siblings, my wife and I, and we love her too. She is the beauty at the upper right of the photo. More pictures of all three girls can be seen on dogster.com. Just go to http://www.dogster.com/?69478. That is Daphne's page, and the other dogs can also be seen by clicking on their family photos. We feel SOOOO rewarded to have the unconditional love of these wonderful girls. I still look at the list of dogs available, but to keep our happy home, we'll stick with three, (for now)...

Ha Ha!
Jim, Rita, Daphne, Sophie, and Annie
We are so grateful to have Penny as part of our “pack”. We just love her dearly. She’s 14 years old now and is still very much the feisty old woman! We do nearly everything with our dogs, and Penny has been no exception. She has traveled with us to see relatives in Florida many times and has been up to the lake and spent the night on the sailboat. She has really enjoyed our trips to the beach to a place named, appropriately enough, Dog Island. While she doesn’t play like the younger dogs, she loves hanging out on the beach and checking out all of the interesting smells, sounds, and sights. When I go out of town with the other two Paps for agility trials, Miss Penny always comes along to cheer on the home team.
Don’t ever let anyone tell you that an old dog can’t learn new tricks! I took an introductory clicker training class thinking that I might use it with my other dogs for agility training. On a whim, I decided to try it with Miss Penny since she loves her treats so much. Well, to make a long story short, she learned Sit and Down in record time and was clearly enjoying it. Because of that, we took an obedience class, and Miss Penny can now proudly do her sits and downs for treats with the rest of the dogs. A lot of people might find that a bit strange because of her age, but it’s all about us having fun and giving her something to do and think about. It has also helped her to be more confident and at ease around new people and dogs.
I wasn’t sure what to expect adopting a dog that was already 11 years old … I don’t think I really expected anything. After having Penny with us, I would do it again in a heartbeat, and so would Bird. At her age, she may nap a bit more than the younger dogs, but she is still very active and full of life and love.

Thanks again for our Miss Penny,
Riley
Hi Everyone, and People Too!

My name is Buddy. I grew up in Boise, Idaho with my brother Pepe. Then my "Dad" died, and we were left behind. A really nice lady came and took us to Portland, Oregon, where Pepe was adopted. Then one day my foster mom met a lady at a Papillon show in Carson City Nevada. She had been trying for several months to adopt a buddy for her little boy Keaghan [aka Pooperstein, because he doesn't always go outside like I do, but he is a Pappy Einstein].
This turned into the next leg of my travels. First a nice man from Roseburg Oregon came and got me and took me to his place. His wife then drove me to Medford where her daughter lives. Meanwhile, Keaghan's mom drove up from Sacramento to visit her granddaughters and to meet me. Finally, after a couple of days sightseeing in Medford, getting to know two neat little girls, and visiting a dog park twice, Keaghan, Mom, and "Big Brother Brian" drove back to Sacramento to bring me to my new home.

I now live in a really nice house with stairs to run up and down, a big back yard, two cool neighbor dogs [Nigel the black lab and Cricket the shepherd mix] and a bunch of cats and kittens. I am trying to learn not to bark at the cats, but it is sssoooooo much fun! Saturday we all went to a dog park [well the cats stayed home] and had a great time. I do just fine with Nigel and Cricket because they are both used to small dogs and cats.

Well, I could go on a lot longer, but it is treat time. By the way, I have gone from being an 18-pound Spuddy Buddy to a solid 13-1/4 pound athelete. Keaghan and I do a lot of wrestling and zooming, and then there are those stairs.

Sniffs, kisses and love,
Buddy