Kobie
Kobie loves life in PC
Kobie is my name and I am pretty new to PebbleCreek, having arrived in mid-January. My new family is Bob and Holly Carrier and Holly’s mother, Lil Goldman. I used to belong to Bob and Holly’s daughter Laurel and her husband Tom who live in Albuquerque. I was seriously attacked by two dogs in January and sustained pretty ugly injuries, so Laurel felt it would be best to re-home me. Being the suckers they are, Bob, Holly and Lil snapped me up immediately.
In our household, I became the fourth dog, joining English Springer Spaniel Suzi, a Shar-Pei named Truffles and Lyn-Lyn the Chihuahua. We are all rescues and we all get along very well. Since my injuries have healed, I have settled in here quite comfortably. My owners are having a hard time resisting my charms when I give them my, “I need some love” looks.
Holly asked Laurel if I ever do anything wrong. Laurel said the only thing I ever did wrong was snap at some dogs four times my size, but I don’t think I will ever do that again!
Laurel adopted me in early 2010 when I was about two years old. I lived a pretty uneventful life in Rio Rancho, New Mexico where it was my job to guard the dog door and fend off the flies. My Jack Russell Terrier friend Jack was there with me most of the time. We loved going to Laurel and Tom’s cabin in the mountains and spent many happy weekends there.
Jack and I were joined by Roux later on. Roux and I were able to escape one night and Roux was hit by a hit and run driver and died. Then Jack, who suffered with arthritis and kidney failure, had to be put to sleep, as you people call it, last spring. Needless to say, 2015 was not a good year for me.
Then in January I was mauled by two dogs and Laurel decided it was time for new surroundings. So far, I am enjoying being here in PebbleCreek.
I am white with some funny light brown spots on my ears and a disproportionately long tail. I have short corgi legs and a long basset hound body. Not sure how this all happened, but everyone says I am really cute and I’ll take it! I love to snuggle and will jump into your chair, bed or lap with no warning. My favorite food is cheese and my favorite activity is working on my tan on the warm concrete.
I haven’t been to the dog park yet, since I have been recovering until very recently. I am looking forward to going over there and making some new friends.
Handsome Jack Novak
Handsome Jack Novak
Patricia Novak
Hi, I’m Jack or as my lady likes to call me, Handsome Jack Novak. Last August a kind person found me at 144th and Indian School Road. I was taken to Sun Valley Animal Shelter in Glendale. I had no collar or microchip. The staff said I was four years old and named me Chibbs (I didn’t like it). Several weeks later a sad lady, who recently lost her husband, saw me sitting quietly in my cage, even though the two little dogs next to me were barking like crazy. A short time later I was in a car laying across this lady’s lap and sighing deeply. I knew then I had won her over. She told me we were going home to a wonderful, dog friendly place called PebbleCreek.
I live in Unit 20 and my neighbors know me as that “rabbit hunting dog”; I can’t help it – I’m a fox terrier and beagle mix and it’s my job to keep the unit bunny free. I’m a strong little guy and my lady Pat does her best to keep me out of yards. But when I spot a rabbit I’m off and running. Haven’t caught one of those “pesky wrabbits” yet.
Unbeknown to me, one of the bad things that can happen to dogs who walk with their noses to the ground is Valley Fever, an infection in the lungs caused by a fungus in the soil. My lady noticed I was having trouble walking and couldn’t jump into the car or up on the couch and bed. If she helped me I yelped in pain. Late on a Sunday we drove to an all-night animal hospital ($$$). X-rays were taken which showed no obvious problem. Next day we went to the Goodyear Animal Hospital. They could see I was hurting and took blood tests. They gave me fluids and an injection for pain. Four days later we got the news that the blood test was positive for Valley Fever. My doctor said Valley Fever in dogs and cats is highly curable but I would need to take two pills a day for a year. I am not happy about this and give Pat many challenges. She has hidden them in every conceivable way but, being a terrier, I’m pretty good at finding them and spit them out. Then she gets serious with me and I know I have to take the pill. It’s going to be a long year for both of us.