If you're a regular reader of Life with Arie, then you know there are a few things I blog about fairly often: Arie, my White German Shepherd; my cats and new fish; rescue dogs, because they have a special place in my heart; and of course, Nutro. Nutro is the company behind Arie's food, and I blog about their products a great deal. I've had the opportunity to join a new initiative with them, the Nutro Knowledge Network, and I'm ecstatic about it--In the future, at the end of some of my posts you'll find "This post was written by a Nutro Knowledge Network Member and sponsored by the Nutro Company" to signify which posts are created from me being a part of this wonderful network, as this one is.
I work in online content. All day every day I over see a team of writers typing away to create engaging content on the web for various clients, most of which are spread all throughout the United States. A few of these clients are in the Denver and Colorado Springs area, and are close to my heart right now as they deal with wildfires. It was perfect timing of course, that this week I also found out about Nutro sponsoring the National Disaster Search Dog Foundation.
The National Search Dog Foundation (SDF) is there wherever and whenever disasters strike with a team of professionally trained dogs to help other rescue responders find survivors of such tragedies. One of the most appealing aspects of this foundation is that not only are they using rescue dogs, but they are also giving dogs a home in the process. The team, in order to keep their numbers high and enough dogs for the job, rescues unwanted dogs from shelters around the country. These rescued dogs then become rescuers themselves after six months of training in obedience, disaster search skills, and more.
Nutro is working to show their appreciation for the National Search Dog Foundation in various ways. Since 1998, they've supported the SDF with Nutro Natural Choice dog food (I knew my dog was a hero...probably why I unconsciously fed her the same food they get!) for all FEMA certified canine disaster search teams. Nutro has also pledged the sponsor the SDF with one million dollars through 2016.
This amazing foundation brings our love of rescue dogs and of the dog food that saved Arie from allergy woes together and is now a new favorite of mine. You can find out more about them on the National Disaster Search Dog Foundation Website or visit them on Facebook and Twitter. The SDF also has a donation page if you want to contribute.
Have you heard of SDF before? Do you know any dogs who are a part of it, or have you ever seen them in action? Share your rescue dog stories with us in a comment!
Ladies, gentlemen, furry/scaly/feathery creatures, it shames me to say this, but today's post is about the Carolina Gamecocks. I grew up in a family of Clemson fans, and, in the true tradition of one of the bitterest rivalries in college ball, have never said anything pro-Gamecocks. Now I'm going to have to change that for Life with Arie's Fish Week, as this college football team is doing something both hilarious and awesome--They're making a betta fish a mascot of their usually chicken-led team.
You may have heard or read the phrase "Fear the Fish" floating around on Twitter, Facebook and beyond when the Gamecocks came up in conversation, but do you know the phrase's origin? Some people do, some people don't. It was new to me this week when I read it:
Gamecock third baseman LB Dantzler could not leave his beloved betta fish, Reptar, with the neighbor who usually looked after him while Dantzler was out-of-town. With the team leaving for a road trip to Auburn, Dantzler had to make a decision on how to best care for his fish--He decided that watching after him himself was the best idea. Reptar was transported in a Tupperware container on the bus, kept in a hotel room, and then into the bullpen on the field where the guys manning the area could care the fish. Dantzler told the Spurs Up Blog how he came to make the decision:
"I figured I'd leave him with the bullpen guys and let them take care of him, and they did a good job," said Dantzler. "It was safer with them [in the bullpen] messing around than in the heat of the game [in the dugout.]"
Reptar proved to be an amazing lucky charm, as the team went on to deliver a series sweep. Throughout the game the Siamese fighting fish kept spirits high, even in the face of danger.
"Adam Westmoreland set him down [during batting practice] and about 30 seconds later, a home run ball landed less than a foot from him," Dantzler shared. "That was a little scary."
After the inspired luck of the game, Reptar continued to travel with the team, even flying to Arkansas with the players. For more information on Reptar and his luck-inspiring presence, including how he got his name, you can read the full story on the Spurs Up Blog.
While I'm sure Reptar is pretty stunning, I think Stanley could lead a team onto victory...maybe even an army. Or, maybe just a mafia crew? For now I think he's content just to swim in circles around his plants.
Photo via Google Images.
No offense to Wanda, but we've got the betta fish naming down to a science. Stan-the-Man (he's had a name for .025 seconds and he already has a nickname) is enjoying life so far in the Life with Arie household, and we couldn't be happier to have him. After 15 Facebook votes for the various options, numerous in-person votes from friends, family, and co-workers, and a handful of wonderful ideas from others, Stanley was the winning name for the betta, garnering more votes than the others. Stanley seems to fit the little guy, or big betta fish, I should say, and I couldn't be happier with the choice.
Now that Stanley has his new name, we can officially kick off FISH WEEK! This week our posts will be all about the fishies, especially bettas to celebrate Stan. I can't wait to share all that I've found while researching this week!
So often we blog about our cats, dogs, ferrets, etc, but how often do we talk about our fish? If you have a fish, comment or tweet with us @masdemoore with a little bit about them or even a photo!
Some people. It's really all I can say. Some people are amazing pet lovers who go above and beyond for their animals who call them family; some people are not. Both groups found their place in a recent encounter I had with a friend of mine who loves dogs just as much as I do, who shared the amazing story of Ford, an abandoned puppy in Georgia.
Heather, a former co-worker and an amazing friend (you can thank her for the presence of Life with Arie on the web; not only has she encouraged me to blog, but she also helps me host the page and helped me through some tech issues when I was just starting out as a pet blogger) contacted me earlier this week about an event that some of her friends experienced. Heather's friend saw a car drive by, and then just happened to see the woman inside throw a puppy out of the car and drive away; she even had a child in the car, performing this heinous act in front of them. (Way ta' go role model). Heather's friend immediately went to check on the little guy. He was covered in fleas, but otherwise seemed to be healthy. They bathed him and cleaned him up. He's eating well and doesn't show any signs of sickness; he has a good disposition and does really well with kids. While he's in their care, they've named him "Ford" for "Found on Road Dog".
Look at that face. The farm-kid in me wants to snatch him up and call him my own, but of course, one apartment is small enough with a White German Shepherd, two black cats, and a betta fish.
Look at that face. Just look at it. It's so adorable it's painful. I digress... Getting back to Ford's story, the family that was so amazing with taking him in now has Ford quarantined until they can take him to the vet tomorrow to make sure he's okay; they have three dogs of their own, so safety first. I think Heather summed up my feelings with one sentence in her chat: "I don't understand people; how can you just dump a little guy out like that? :(" Sad face, indeed. Even though Ford was the victim of the people who don't treat animals with the love and respect they deserve, I'm glad that he was found by the other kind, the ones like you and me. For now, Ford is camping out with them while they try to find him a home. I'll be reaching out to rescue groups this week to try to find someone to take him. If you're in Atlanta or in the metro Atlanta area and know of someone or a group who could lend Ford a helping hand, email me at canismajortreats at gmail dot com.
On a side note, Heather's dog, Dolly, had a mishap with a door and a four-year-old. Needless to say the door was shut very quickly by the four-year-old and Dolly's tail didn't quite make it clear in time; her long, pointer-like tale is now a docked nub from the experience, and she's wearing the cone of shame. Dolly is quite sad in her cone of shame, so send her and Heather some happy thoughts on the Life with Arie Facebook page. Look for the following thread:
Thanks, all. I'll see you tonight for the announcement of Mr. Fish's new name!
With my roommate moving out, and their dog along with them, Arie and I were thinking (okay, okay...I was thinking) that it might be time to add a new member to our family; a beautiful bystander that wouldn't take up too much space but that would contribute to the apartment and our lives, and that we could shower with love and adoration (because we are love and adoration showerers. Seriously, call us for a pep talk if ever in need). Although I am now working to bring the cats back to Georgia as then we'll be
within closer to the correct number of pets for my apartment community (it's just one over, and the cats are both black, so they can count as one...(repeat as needed for convincing), the little guy I have in mind doesn't count toward the apartment totals, making him completely acceptable. To make a long story short, I found my beautiful bystander in an amazing King Male Betta Fish.
I've always loved bettas--They're the pet of dorm rooms and kids everywhere, and I always feel like I'm rescuing them when they're sitting there in sad little plastic cups at the store and I bring one home to be king of his own tank. The Male King bettas are new to me--They're fatter, longer, and have adorable little fins that aren't as "flowy" as other bettas, but still quite sexy (calling him pretty sounds wrong because I want to preserve his manliness, so we'll go with sexy).
Now that we have this colorful fellow at home, it's time to give him a name and I'm having some trouble. Typically my pets get old man names, names from Greek mythology, or favorite book/movie character names, as Arie did when I named that adorable puppy. Fishy needed something different. With his squashed little fish face he reminded me of an adorable old man, but his coloration makes me think he needs something a little super special. He's a snazzy old guy, not unlike a mob boss, so I have a few names to fit this theme. Now I need your help to pick the right one!
Vote for Fishy's name on the Life with Arie Facebook page. The top name will be chosen on Sunday, June 16. To help you see which option suits him best, check our Mr. Fish in his glamour shots:
The naming of Mr. Fish will kick off "Fish Week" next week, an ode to his amazingness and the significance of fish, as these little guys are often overlooked in our lives. I'll discuss some of the basics of bettas and other helpful advice...It's like "Shark Week," but domesticated and with a little more snark and amusement. ;-) I'm really looking forward to discussing pets outside of the canine/feline box and can't wait to get started!
Do you remember this post from a few weeks ago? The one announcing that I would be participating in K-9 Camp from Kol's Notes? We truly wanted to participate in this wonderful blog challenge, but as you can see from the lack of challenge posts, Arie and I were unable to participate.
While K-9 Camp was a perfect chance for me to get my workout on and help Arie get her exercise, the timing caused us to be able to not participate. A massive heat wave hit Georgia, making conditions outside unsuitable for day-time exercise, and Arie and I have had to move our longer walks to the mornings and evenings to beat the heat. The rest of her workout is playtime inside, where we play catch, fetch, and she works out her energy playing with my roommate's dog and amusing herself with games of her own.
Aside from the weather, as life tends to do when you make plans, the past month has been a little bit crazy on our end. My roommate is actually moving out, so Arie and I will be flying solo again, and while it's both exciting and bittersweet, it also requires a lot of preparation. So far, we've had to purchase a new mattress and a new sofa, and we're working on setting up the utilities that weren't already with me. That, along with a few large work projects, has been a major time investment, pulling away from my lovelies here!
We're back now, baby, and while we didn't get to participate in the challenge, we can't wait to share some of the things we have planned for you, including new posts on White German Shepherds as we continue to learn about Arie's breed, discussions on pet events in our area, reviews, and more.
Thanks for sticking with us through this pause, and let me just say--It's good to be back!
Arie is a big girl. We've been over this before, yes, but Arie's size is something that is always at the forefront of mind. As a larger White German Shepherd, Arie weighs in at 95 lbs (Note: Arie is not overweight, she's just a large shepherd--Her parents were 127 lbs and 97 lbs, so I knew what I was getting into.). To support her 95 lb frame and her big German Shepherd personality and exercise needs, she needs a lot of fuel. That translates into a lot of heavy bags of dog food.
Mr. Chewy, an amazing web-based pet food and pet product supplier, has recently been offering a fantastic deal to pet bloggers across the nation, including several friends of ours, and now us! Mr. Chewy offered me a no-strings attached $50 credit to use their site to order a few supplies for Arie and the dynamic duo, my cats. I was excited to try the service out as a few friends have used it and raved about it, so I took them up on their offer and ordered a few things. I strategically picked items to test aspects of shipping:
In this order I picked items for both cats and dogs. I picked a hefty bag of food and of litter, as well as fragile treats in the Zuke's, which are moist and easy to crush. This way, I could really put shipping care to the test. Placing my order was an extremely easy task; the only part that caused me difficulty was choosing the right items from amongst the amazing Mr. Chewy selection. My one issue here is that they do not carry any of the Nutro Grain Free line, the one that Arie eats, but they do carry the majority of the other products that we use, so it's not a huge deal--luckily we're close to several large pet supply stores for that, so no big deal. I completed my order on April 4, I believe later in the evening (As you can tell, this review is LONG overdue). My order was shipped the very next day on April 5 and arrived on my doorstep on April 7.
Everything in my package was perfect. There were no damaged items, everything had been packed with care, and everthing that I ordered was in the box with no mistakes. I was amazed at the fantastic service that was provided.
To sum everything up, let's go down the checklist, shall we?
I'm so glad that I tried Mr. Chewy, and I definitely can't wait to use them again. Right now, as regular readers now, my cats are having to live in South Carolina with family while search for house and live in an apartment. Mr. Chewy is an amazing way for me to be able to mail my parents the cat's supplies without a worry, so a major asset for me, especially in this current situation. If you'd like to use Mr. Chewy, head to their site today and order something for your pets. When you check out, enter the Life with Arie personal code, KATH144, to get 10% off of your first order. When you use this code, Mr. Chewy will also donate $10 to be split between Best Friends Animal Society, Bidawee, and the North Shore Animal League of America.
I know that some of you might be feeling a little anxious..."Who won the giveaway?! Just tell me already!"
I hate when giveaway hosts take forever to announce a winner, or don't do so at all...and then of course, after swearing I wouldn't be that guy, I became, well that guy-er-person.
Without further ado, I am pleased to announce that Amy Orvin is the winner of the Life with Arie giveaway pack! She has two pups that are looking forward to their prizes, which will be mailed this week.
Congratulations Amy, and a huge thank you to everyone who participated! I'm so glad to have had you stop by the blog and offer up your comments--your commentary here, on Facebook, and through Twitter is always amazing and I'm so glad to have such a wonderful community! There were 267 entries, so a huge thanks to those of you who told friends and passed along information on the giveaway.
Life with Arie is all about the dogs/cats/ferrets/fish/birds/sugar gliders/miniature ponies/capybaras/you-name-its in our lives. In a nutshell, I'm an animal person. Though I spend most of my time helping creatures on four legs, sometimes I like to help those on two as well.
Our families make an impression on our souls--Mine has been touched by everyone from my loving parents to my dearest friends, including my childhood dog, Patches. I cherish the memories I have of those who are no longer with us, like Patches, as well as those I don't see for a while. I'm sure many of you have such memories, whether they were created five minutes ago or 50 years ago. Now imagine not having them at all.
Alzheimer's is a horrible disease that does just that--It steals your past and your loved ones from your mind, until you can't even recognize them. Right now, my grandmother is in a nursing home. Some days, she knows exactly who I am--others, she doesn't know me from her nurse. What causes this lap in memory? Alzheimer's.
I want to help others receive the funding they need to fight this disease, and I'm going to have fun doing it. You've heard me mention Single Volunteer's Atlanta before. SVA is growing, and our next big event is a kickball tournament to benefit the Alzheimer's Association. We'll be donning t-shirts and sneakers to fight a disease the fun way--by playing kickball and raising funding.
Our team is called the "Forget me Nots" (adorable, I know), and we're ready to play. While I can't necessary say that we will win the tournament, I can say that we'll have a blast being active for a good cause and that we're putting our hearts into raising money for this wonderful cause.
I've set my goal--for now--at a mere $100 for money to raise. Due to my impoverished post-collegiate life phase, I can't do it alone. Every dollar helps--If you can, skip that afternoon soda from the break room, and help us in our goals! The team goal overall is $600, and though we've already passed that, I'm really hoping to pass my personal goal. If you'd like to contribute, here's my Donation Page.
Today I finally started to catch up on my blog reading, starting with my good friend Lauren at Life with Desmond who posted about the K9 Kamp from Kol's Notes.
K9 Kamp is a blog hop; usually I don't do blog hops, because they can get a bit stagnant over time. This one, however, is about fitness and staying active with your pup and that is something I'm all about. Since moving to Georgia, I've gained a few pounds that I don't want to keep. With Arie being a White German Shepherd, she'll be prone to hip and joint issues, which can be greatly worsened by a hefty waistline. For her sake, and mine, we're going to kick butt in the K9 Kamp.
Find out the details of the K9 Kamp at Kol's Notes so that you can get started too!