pembroke welsh corgi's at parrott ranch

WE HAVE NEW BABIES NOW! This is our Bosco the main fatherhood figure among the group. We have new babies now!  Bosco is a champ at 12 years of age.  He has fathered several babies in his life time.   Sadly we have had to put our beloved Bosco to sleep.  Saying goodbye to him is very hard.  Bear dog!  He is still missing.  We pray everyday they bring him home. After all it is just a dog! Check out the Blog for him! Chantilly was Bears bride to be and she is just a year old now but Bosco will have to take Bear's place. Bosco did really well with Chantilly.  Other than her about killing him!  She is a real typical corgi!  This is BJ or Bear Junior as we call him.  He will be a great addition to our lines.  Irish is one of our newest additions.   This is the Toad!  He is going to be a wonderful stud dog in the future.

© Expressions of Grace 2007-2010

TO ALL NON-PET OWNERS WHO VISIT AND LIKE TO COMPLAIN ABOUT OUR PETS:

(1) They live here. You don't.
(2) If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture. That's why they call it 'fur'-niture.
(3) I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.
(4) To you, they are animals. To me, they are adopted sons/daughters who are short, hairy, walk on all fours and don't speak clearly.

Remember, dogs and cats are better than kids because they:
(1) eat less,
(2) don't ask for money all the time,
(3) are easier to train,
(4) normally come when called,
(5) never ask to drive the car,
(6) don't smoke or drink,
(7) don't want to wear your clothes,
(8) don't have to buy the latest fashions,
(9) don't need a gazillion dollars for college and
(10) if they get pregnant, you can sell their children ...

WHAT DO YOU DO  WITH THE OLD ONES
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The ones that are past, their glory gone by,
The  ones that didn't win, however they try,
The ones that did win, but later  turned shy,
The first one you bought, that had a light eye.

They're  eating their heads off, the food bills are high.
Find them good homes, the  answer is clear,
But the only good home that mine wants is here.
Their  own special sofa, covered with hairs,

They all cut their teeth on the  dining room chairs.
The safe and familiar paths of their days,
The  garden, the outing, their own funny ways
That only I know... and even their  food
If not given by me, wouldn't taste half as good.

So now I'm  deep in old ones, who're not good at all
Who clutter the sitting room,  kitchen and hall,
Who need to be brushed, to be walked, to be fed,
Who  only want me to put them to bed!

They're faithful and loving and set in  their ways,
So I'm stuck with them all, for the rest of their days,
But  I have to confess that when we do have to part
I'll miss them so much... it  will just break my heart

On the first day of creation, God created the dog.

On the second day of creation, God created man to serve the dog.

  On the third day, God created furniture for the dog to use as he wishes. 

 On the fourth day, God created the tennis ball so that the dog might or might not retrieve it. 

On the fifth day, God created honest toll so that man could labor for the good of the dog.

On the sixth day, God created veterinary science to keep the dog health and the man broke. 

On the seventh day, God tried to rest... but he had to walk the dog!