Muttallica

Feeding hungry mutts in Panama

2010-01-26T13:24:00.000-08:00

Dear friends,

Susie, the starving Dalmatian girl whom dad found and brought home to recover, died. She was too exhausted by starvation and food and loving home came too late for her. Parents witnessed few more deaths of street dogs due to malnurishment and poisoning and they decided they need to do something to help doggies here. So they want to set up a regular two times a day feeding program for street dogs of David (mid sized town in Chiriqui province of Panama). We support our parents in this endeavor as long as they promise not to bring home more "kids".
Love
Muttallice

Susie

2009-11-20T14:26:00.000-08:00

Dear friends,
two weeks ago, our dad came home with the story about the most emaciated dog he had ever seen. It was an older female Dalmatian mutt.
When he took her to the vet and when he opened her mouth they found that most of her teeth was missing and her mouth was full of dirt--the only thing she ate.
After few days spent at the animal clinic she came to our house and the spent first days mostly sleeping, and ate very little. It was only in the last two days that she started eating more and became curious about the world around her. We are mainly leaving her alone and try not to bother her. Get better soon Susie girl,
Muttallica

Carlito

2009-09-25T14:11:00.000-07:00

Dear friends,
After a long time, here is an update from our canine family. We are all happy and in the good health. Stinky and Eva, the two smallest girls became best friends aka "the wiggle girls". They both like to chase Boris the deer and when they are not competing for his attention, they, play, wrestle and nap together.

But the real big news we wanted to break today is: we have a new family member. His name is Carlito. He is much older than all of us, but our vet couldn't tell how old exactly he is. He thought he is about eight years old. He was owned by our neighbor who did not take great care of him. One of his front legs was hit by a car a long time ago and he has been limping on his three legs ever since. In addition to that his beautiful coat was a home to all kinds of bugs. Carlito had to stay outside the house and sometimes he would wander off and our pawrents were afraid that something bad might happen to him so they bought him from his previous owners. He is very happy with his new family, but mainly enjoys quiet snuggles with his new daddy.

Someone might wonder what is a hooman life like with so many kids. Here is a pic of an attempted afternoon nap. Stinky is absent because she was snapping this photo.

Love you all,

Muttallica

Dry season/ Rainy season

2009-05-15T16:18:00.000-07:00

Dear woofy friends,
my mum had finished her course but a few days ago she pulled out one of those horrendous big bags and caught my distressed look. She started giving me lots of kisses and telling me something about how six weeks is not such a long time and how it will pass by quickly and she will be back. Six weeks! That's a year in a dog's life, lady!! I am always so distressed when one of my parents leave the house. So here I am recovering from the latest parental betrayal on a pillow with Panamanian mola on it. It is important to respect national heritage.
At the same time other doggies were looking forward to the change in the weather. Dry season is behind us. It was long, sunny and beautiful but awfully hot. Do you know what this is ?
This is Stinky looking for relief from heat on a flower bed. What a naughty girl, I told my parents not to drag those street dogs back to my house but they wouldn't listen. I asked them at least not to complain to me about the dirty sheets on their bed after one of those mongrels jump on it.That is all from me for today.
Love you all,
Roscoe Doodle

We are back!

2009-04-16T09:25:00.000-07:00

Dear Friends,

We were absent from DWB community for a log time because our mum has been teaching in Panama City and that took away all her time and energy. Now school is almost over and we want to catch up with everyone. We have LOTS of news, some of it is good, some of it is not. First of all, Sonia aka Stinky has been growinng into a lovely young lady.

She has been playing with Boris the deer who occasionaly provided her with grooming services.

Roscoe and Sophie had been doing fine, but slightly irritated because we had three more newcomers:

Dexter,

Ewa

and Walter.

Parents found the three of them when they took Harvey and Stinky to spaying clinic. Their owners were not able to take good care of them and they looked so undernourished that Dad decided to take them all home and send them back to Horconcitos (to become office managers) after they recover. Poor little Dexter already came seriously sick due to starvation and couple of weeks later he passed away. His internal organs were too damaged and regular food, love and vitamins came for him too late. He will always stay in our hearts.

Couple of weeks later parents sent Walter, Ewa and Harvey to Horconsitos and kept Roscoe, Sophie, Louis and Stinky at home in David, but right now Walter and Ewa are with us in David because they need to see the vet. Nothing serious though. So house is full, and we are all competing for the precious space on the big bad

We are so happy to be back to our bloggy and promise not to disappear again.

Love you all,

Muttallica

Harvey

2009-01-18T07:33:00.001-08:00

Dear all,

here is Roscoe Doodle woofing the new story from Muttallica household. I overheard my pawrents talking how Sonia aka Stinky will eventually become an office dog back in Horconcitos and how they'll adopt another starving doggie and turn him/her into an office dog as well to keep Sonia a company. As it usualy happens it doesn't take too long for Mum to come home with a new mutt. She found him at the center of David. He was so weak from malnutrition that he barely moved. After a few days at the animal hospital he looked a little better. So here is Harvey the dog.

It is not easy to move around the house in which two humans and five canines walk, growl and wag their tails, so I am hopeful that two newcomers will soon depart for their new post as office managers in Horconsitos.

Mum is talking how she will miss little Stinky but whenever she comes back from a walk with four of us (Harvey is till too weak to walk a lot) she swears that Muttalica will become a trio again.

Our new friend Nessa (Queen of Slovenia) gave as this lovely friendship award.

We were so sorry to hear sad news about Sen Chen, Destiny and Zoe (Addie's sister) and we are forwarding this award to their families.

Love,

Roscoe Doodle

Boris vs. Stinky

2009-01-06T17:50:00.000-08:00

Dear friends, here is Boris the deer. Couple of blog entries ago my mum posted a very lame photo of me and here is her chance to fix that mistake. This is me, Boris the deer in my sophisitcated beauty. My little antlers are growing and I hope to start dating soon. I lived peacefuly in my backyard, waiting for humans to serve me some regular food + fruits, minding my own busines, until that new creature came along. I understood they called her Sonia at the begining but she was nicknamed Stinky for her bad breath. Roscoe told me such insulting nick name for a little girl is quite deserving. So, Stinky is the only one who can still make it through the bars (everyone else is too fat) and enter the backyard to bother me. When I first met her I was appalled: I've never seen a barking rat before. She was going on and on and I had hard time getting rid of her. Me and my canine brothers and sisters, along with Josephine the turtle and our humans wish everybody on DWB happy new year. Love,

Muttallica

Sonia

2008-12-17T07:09:00.001-08:00

Dear friends,

we appologize for not updating our blogy for more than two weeks. Here are the big news from our household: yesterday morning pawrents came back with this creature.

She was scrawny, starving and desperatly following people on the street of a small town called Horconcitos, hoping to get some food from them. It looks like she had "owners" as there was a string around her frail little neck. What kind of miserable creature could have let such a small girl go on without any food for days? Pawrents took her to our vet who gave her some vitamins and said that she is still a puppy, only four months old.

She spent rest of the day resting and slowly munching her puppy food.

As for me, I spent the rest of the day feeling jelaous. Pawrents tried to warm me up to Sonia and said that she is with us only permanently, until they find her a new home. Still, I wish everything was like it used to be in our home.

love,

Sophie beagle

Identity crisis

2008-11-23T15:54:00.001-08:00

Dear friends,
You know how my mum introduced me as a beagle mutt at the beginning of our blog? Well, my vet says that I might not be a beagle mutt at all.

He claimed that I am way too tall to be a part beagle.
Here is a picture of a handsome beagle anonymous to be compared with a picture of me, a beagle wannabe.

Hey Eduardo, this is my momma by the way (you wanted to see pictures of pawrents)

Mum asked the vet if I could possibly be a beagle/dalmatian mix but he said: probably not as dalmatians are to tall to bother mixing with beagles.

I still think I got those dark spots from a dalmatian grandma or grandpa.
Louis has his own ancestral issues. Pawrents thought his jaws and wrinkles on his forehead were signs of a pit bull influence but who knows anymore.
Can any of my friends help me decide what kind of mutts we are? Thank you in advance!
Love,
Sophie and Lou

Fun in the sun

2008-11-17T07:03:00.000-08:00

Dear friends, Roscoe doodle here,

it was a nice sunny day yesterday and we made a trip to the beach. We were climbing down the steps and I came down first. C'mon ma' hurry up!

That's one nice beach.

The best place for fetching sticks.

I got it! Am I a good stick hunter or what?

That was a tough day for a Roscoe doodle boy. At the same time in David, where we live two other mutts had to stay home because they don't travel well. Louis and Sophie thought about meaning of canine existance.

How dare you leave us behind, our so called "pawrents"?

love,

Roscoe, Sophie, Louis

Extended family

2008-11-09T17:01:00.000-08:00

Dear friends, Sophie here

Today I want to talk about our extended family. Two more animals share the same household but not the big bed. They are Boris the deer and Josephine the turtle.

Boris lives in our garden where he spends his days mainly eating garden plants (pawrents did not think about that one before dad brought him in), bananas, papayas and grains. All the humans who see him rave about his beauty and elegance. I am not so easily impresed by his innocent looks and that is why I howl my beaglish head off whenever pawrents make a mistake and leave a door to the back patio open.

Josephine the turtle is a whole different story. Dad adopted her from a person who didn't want to have her as a pet. We are still not sure if she used to be a pet or a wild turtle but she seems to like her life here and hasn't try escaping. Mom decided that because of gender balance in the house we need a girl so they named her Josephine even though no one knows what exactly her gender is. Mum furnished her habitat with a lot of bright colours.

We envy you doggies who had a fun howloween. We didn't do any trick or treating, but this is my costume as East European peasant girl.

love,

Sophie

Gift basket

2008-10-22T05:25:00.000-07:00

Dear friends,
a few days ago we were all excited and happy. Muttallica band received unexpected gift from our vet who celebrated St. Francis day by sending their valued customers a gift basket filled with all kinds of doggie goodies.

Why are we vet's valued customers? None of us have any kind of chronical health problems but both of our pawrents rush to the vet as soon as they feel a lump on any of us, which usualy turn out to be due to fat since the two of us are battling with obesity. But that is a whole different story. First it was me Roscoe Doodle who tried to open the basket but I didn't manage. Sophie Beagle tried it as well but she also misses opposable tumb, so mum had to do it. Here is what was inside of the basket
I have to admitt I wasn't too impressed with the taste of the orange bone, but that was just me. Cookie like that tasted too ordinary and I am a doggie with distinct taste.

Unlike me, Sophie lunged at her cookie straight away
We even got three bandanas with our names on it!
Green for the boys (Louis's name was mispelled as "Lewis")
and pink for the girl
That was a great day for a bunch of mutts. Huggs and kisses from Roscoe Doodle

Sophie and scrawny feet

2008-10-16T13:19:00.000-07:00

This is me taking a rest after a busy day of howling and running around.

Dad walked by and told me I have scrawny feet.

How rude is that? My feet are perfect: I can use them to run, jump and scratch inside my ears. Of course they have to be long and slim.

So, please dad don't tel me I can't become a supermodel with feet like this

Sophie beagle

Louis the pit bull mutt

2008-10-08T14:38:00.000-07:00

I am Muttalica's valued drummer. According to my pawrents' frequent testimonies I am the best behaved of all three. I think that's accurate. I do not bark at other dogs like Roscoe does nor do I flirt with every new man who visits the house like Sophie beagle does. I know how bad the doggie's life can get and that is why I enjoy the happiness I found with my new people.

Roscoe doodle

2008-09-20T07:23:00.000-07:00

I am a bass player in Muttallica. I know how to enjoy canine life's finer aspects like snuggling and napping on the sofa with my people. Refined taste does not allow me to eat just any dog food. My preference is a steak or hamburger meat mixed with some kibble. Personally I would prefer to be my pawrents' only child but they insisted on bringing in those other mutts to my home. Unfortunately.

Introducing Sophie Beagle mutt

2008-09-19T19:05:00.000-07:00

I am a vocalist in the band Muttallica. I have a beautiful beagalicious voice that melts the hearts of my parents and tests the patience of my neighbors. I am the most attention seeking puppy of all my brothers but my beaglish charm usualy gets me all strokes and kisses I need from my humans.