DOG'S WELCOME

    A man wrote a letter to a small hotel in a Midwest town he planned to visit on his vacation. He wrote: I would very much like to bring my dog with me. He is well-groomed and very well behaved. Would you be willing to permit me to keep him in my room with me at night?  An immediate reply came from the hotel owner, who wrote:  I've been operating this hotel for many years. In all that time, I never had a dog steal towels, bedclothes, silverware or pictures off the walls. I've never had to evict a dog in the middle of the night for being drunk and disorderly. And I've never had a dog run out on a hotel bill. Yes, indeed, your dog is welcome at my hotel. And, if your dog will vouch for you, you are welcome to stay here, too.

TRAVELS WITH TUMMELI    Jan 24, '07 2:11 PM

This is my most loyal and faithful friend
in the whole wide world
her name is
Tummeli Luppakorva
born in America in January 29, 1997.
I adopted her at the ASPCA.

Since I adopted her at 4 months she has traveled over 100,000 kilometers, of which 20,000 were by air.

Tummeli has flown on three trans Atlantic flights

1999 to Finland, 2001, to Washington DC and 2002 from Halifax, Canada to Finland.

While in America she traveled from Washington DC , through Virginia, North Carolina, South Carolina, Georgia and Florida. another trip she made was from Virginia to West Virginia, Kentucky, Tennessee, and Alabama On her last trip in America she went from Washington DC to Virginia, Maryland, Pennsylvania, New York and over the border to Canada and she visited Ontario, Quebec, Nova Scotia and flew back to Finland. She also took a seaside trip Delaware.

She has toured Europe from Nordkapp Norway down to Venice, Italy and back up again.
The Germans especially loved her and welcomed her in restaurants, cafes, hotels.

.By Stephen Singer, Associated Press Writer  |  February 15, 2007

MERIDEN, Conn. --Who says cats and dogs don't get along? Workers at the Meriden Humane Society are marveling at a short-haired mother cat that has adopted a 6-day-old Rottweiler puppy that was rejected by its mother.

The tiny pup, named Charlie by Humane Society volunteers, nurses alongside a jumble of black and gray kittens recently born to Satin, who was taken to the shelter by an owner unable to care for her.

Charlie's mother was found by the side of the road in Meriden a couple of months ago. She gave birth to two puppies, but one was stillborn. As sometimes happens with a stillborn in the litter, the mother refused to accept Charlie.

Volunteers bottle-fed him every two hours, but the effort was exhausting for them and insufficient for the puppy, volunteer Chris Chorney said.

Research indicated that a suitable substitute could be Satin, who had given birth to four kittens that have quickly warmed to Charlie.

"The kittens scrum up with him and the kittens treat him like one of their own," Chorney said. "There's a certain social benefit of small animals being with each other."

Such relationships are not all that unusual in certain circumstances, said Deirdre Chiaramonte, a veterinarian at the Animal Medical Center, a specialty teaching hospital in New York.

The cozy arrangement between Charlie, Satin and the kittens will likely changes as the pup grows. Full-grown male Rottweilers commonly weigh 100 pounds.

Volunteers are hoping that dog owners will volunteer their puppies to be Charlie's playmates.

"Dogs need to be with a litter of puppies, to learn to play with other dogs," Chorney said. "He has to learn to be a well-socialized dog."

TUMMELI LUPPAKORVA MY SOUL MATE

August 28 2011

It is three years since I left for that doggy home in another dimension where I can be with mother and feel and hear her inner sorrows for me, but where she can't enter into yet.  She hasn't been able to fully heal from me leaving but I come to her in dreams and she wakes happy and smiles all day long. Mommy has a new dog, her name is Tempy but mommy is so afraid to love her completly.Tempy is a wonderful dog and loves mommy and follows her when she goes about her work in the gardens. The only thing Tempy doesn't like is mommys truck and it causes mom fears to travel alone about Europe so she has been staying in Finland.  I use to go with her when ever she was in the truck, except when it was too hot, she said it wasn't good for me, and mommy knows how to care for dogs and all animals. Does anyone out there know how to help a dog like trucks,mom really needs to travel again,she is so alone in Finland. Tempy doesn't get car sick, only won't go in the truck unless lifted, and Tempy is 18 kilos and too big fo mommy to lift. Also when mom stop, Tempy wants to jump out and it could be dangerous. Please,my dear doggy friends help mommy.
Mommy, please go and sit in the garden by my grave, I am there wagging my tail and when the leaves start moving you will feel me.I love you, forever and ever.

Tummeli

   
Goodnight Tummeli, wherever you are    Sep 19, '08 3:12 PM

I don't know how to say good-bye

I was walking in the forest with my "dad" on august 28th, having a good time looking out for rabbit pellets and wagging my tail with glee. I took 3 poo poos and was on the way home when I collapsed. My dad knew something was seriously wrong and he carried me home, he walked 50 meters  (200 feet) and would put me down to rest, first I weigh 32 kilos (70 pounds), as "dad" is getting on in years, he is 68 years old, ancient in doggy years, and after several carries and lay downs he put me in the truck and ran and woke "mom", that is me who is writing for Tummeli, and she just slipped on her clothes, didn't even run a brush through her hair, or brush her teeth, just ran to the truck and drove to the vet which is 33 kilometers from home and was there in a jiffy, she drove 120 kilometers per hour through the back roads and was crying to boot. My mom really loves me and would do anything for me. Well we got to the vet and the vet found I was bleeding internally and took test and said I had tumors just all over, my spleen and heart too and had spread all over my abdominal cavity. The vet said I was dying and it would be best to put me down. Well mama went really Italian and I could see the pain in her face, she called Gemma, my sister, (mom and dad's daughter) and told her to catch a taxi and bring a beautiful white linen sheet in case I died. The vet put me on a drip, I rested  my face on mom's leg and she sat with me on the floor and when I was really weak she laid on the floor and hugged me and keep smelling my fur, she loved my scent. Dad was beside himself with grief, in the way he handles it, a really Finnish man hiding his inner terror. Dad really loves me too.  Gemma arrived and I managed to wag my tail when I heard her voice. Gemma treats me like a real puppy's mom, she is part dog I think, she knew just what I needed and never forgot me. Gemma was torn in pain at seeing me go into a semi coma. Mom wouldn't put me down and asked for the vet to go inside and take a look, the vet said okay but cautioned that I could die, well I was dying anyway but mom would not make the decision to kill me. The operation started, mom hugged me, stayed with me and told me if I had to die, it was okay and she wanted me to be at peace. I feel asleep with moms nose smelling my fur and her hands on my face.
A couple minutes after the surgery started mom and Gemma heard the vet sigh, heard her take her gloves off, heard her wash her hands, and when the vet popped her head out, mom knew I was dying, she ran into the operation room and there was, well I won't say, there are many delicate people out there, and mom just held me near her as I lay on the table and took my last breath.

So to Tummeli's friends, and to other dog lovers, this was a shock, Tummeli was happy and bouncing till the day she died, she never complained, she ate her food, pooed and played as normal.  Tummeli was 66 years in doggy years, 11 years 9 months in people time. I can't say good-bye, I was even taken to hospital last week with a small heart attack and stroke, I am feeling better, but I am grieving constantly and don't know what to do. I have Tummeli in the garden, I will post her grave site, and we are making a memorial park in her honor around her grave. I love her, and if you knew what we have been through together you would understand. My grandma dies of a stroke after grandpa died, she missed him so and I am following her foot prints.

If I can I will write about Tummeli's 70,000 miles of travel with me in our red truck,both here an  in Europe and also in America and Canada, now there is a story, what a trip in Canada, I think I will write a book about Canada, starting in Washington DC to Nova Scotia.  Tummeli traveled by ship and planes, and everyone loved her, from small babies, to old folks and was always invited into restaurants without a second glance.

To all you dog lovers, I envy you just now and I wish you all the joy and happiness that only a dog can bring and if you have that soul mate of a dog, indeed you are a happy camper.

Crash victim says dog saved her life    Feb 3, '07 1:09 PM



German shepherd came to her assistance after wreck

The Associated Press
Updated: 10:51 p.m. ET Feb. 2, 2007

THOMASVILLE, Ga. - A south Georgia woman bloodied in a car wreck says she owes her life to a German shepherd who — thankfully — just wouldn't stay in his yard.

Shannon Lorio says that after her car careened down an embankment, the wayward dog found her bruised and battered on the vehicle's trunk, pulled her by her shirt collar, dragged her about 50 yards through briars to a highway and let her lean against him so she could flag a passing motorist.

His new name: Hero.

"That dog is always going to have a special place in my heart," Lorio said Friday. "He's my hero."

Hero's previous owners have signed him over to the Thomasville-Thomas County Humane Society since the Jan. 26 accident because he kept wandering off.

He won't be in the shelter long: Not only have at least 50 people offered to adopt him, a dog trainer has agreed to see if he has the right stuff for search and rescue work.

Lorio's car tumbled backward down an embankment in a remote, heavily wooded area. She said she lost control on a curve and was thrown onto the trunk.

"I was bleeding from my face and my nose," she said. "All of a sudden, I felt a presence — a really huge presence. He was straddling me. I have watched too many horror movies about werewolves and vampires. I thought he was going to eat me."

Instead, the dog licked her face, she said.

The 2-year-old dog, weighing 70 pounds, dragged the 136-pound Lorio to the highway, then stood by to help her summon help before she collapsed, she said.

Lorio, 36, of Pavo, said she can't adopt Hero because she already has six dogs, but she's showered him with gifts including a huge bone and a stuffed animal.

"If he ever needs anything, I'll be there," she said.

Dog trainer Heidy Drawdy, of Thomasville, will take Hero next week to see if he's cut out to be a search and rescue dog.

First item on the agenda for the wandering canine: obedience training.