Wednesday, Go To Lake Clothes!

This morning, Cindy Lou Ruffino, sent me a few pictures of the wonderful dog, Bridgett Bardot, that she adopted from us last Wednesday, with Bridgett's new best friend, Mater! Cindy and her 'kids' went for a swim at Lake LBJ this morning, and they had a great time in the water! I love their outfits! Mater is the Boston and Bridgett is the drop dead gorgeious one! Besides Cindy Lou being a fantastic author, she can add clothes-dog to her list of many accomplishments! I can't wait for Kinky to see these pictures!

The Purple Pair!

Yesterday was once again, great! Cindy Lou Ruffino and her friend, Sharon H. drove down for a visit and also so Cindy Lou could give Kinky, Tony and me a copy of her new book, Out of the Texas Mist! They arrived around ten-thirty, and we had a wonderful visit, in Outer Space, for several hours! As usual, there was plenty of laughter, too.

After our visit, Tony and I gave them our grand tour of the trailer. Sharon loved our trailer, especially the painted rugs on the floor. Also, our dogs fell in love with Cindy Lou and Sharon and would not leave them alone—until we left the trailer to show them the rescue ranch, but more importantly— Bridgett Bardot.

Cindy Lou had seen Bridgett on our web site: utopiarescue.com and she was pretty certain that she wanted to adopt Bridgett and take her home! Her Boston Terrier, Mater, needed a companion!

While Tony showed them the ranch, I stayed behind, to fill out the adoption forms on Bridgett, just in case Cindy Lou wanted to adopt her. When I filled out the adoption form, I had my fingers crossed, and that made it very difficult for me to write legibly—but it was worth it and sorta readable!

When I met up with them, Bridgett was licking Cindy Lou’s face! They were best friends and even wearing matching outfits—purple shirt—purple collar! “I want her!” Cindy Lou said.

“That’s fantastic, but remember, if it doesn’t work out—we will gladly take her back,” I said.

“Oh no,” Cindy Lou said. “Adopting Bridgett Bardot is a lifetime commitment. She won’t be coming back.”

Cindy Lou quickly filled out the adoption contract, and then it was time for them to leave. When she loaded up Bridgett Bardot into Sharon’s van—Bridgett quickly sat down on the back seat—and she was ready to go! Goodbye rescue ranch!

We then said our goodbyes, hugged each other, and then they drove away, with one very happy dog in the back seat! Tony and I were thrilled with the adoption! This is a picture I took of Bridgett Bardot a few months ago.

I have just started reading Cindy Lou’s book, Out of the Texas Mist and I am having trouble putting it down! It’s a great mystery and Kinky, her hero, is a character in it, too, which even makes it more fun to read! Cindy Lou is a great writer and I love her voice. I feel like I am right there with her and Kinky.

The ISBN is: 1-60563-916-8 and you can order it from Amazon.com, Barnes & Noble or go to cindylouruffino.com

I must go now, to return a few phone calls, and then I plan to hopefully, finish Out of the Texas Mist tonight!

P.S. IT HAS BEEN RAINING HERE ALL DAY!!!!! YEAH!

Good Morning, Harley!

This morning at 7:45, I called The Rose, at 104.9, to talk to Harley about the rescue ranch. This morning Lana was ‘Harley’s Pet of the Week,’ but fortunately, and unfortunately—she had been adopted, so basically there was no Pet of the Week, to discuss.

We talked about Randy and Lisa over at The Save Inn, and how good their food is, and Harley suggested that we try their Migas. Before our conversation was over, I told Harley about Kinky’s Friedman Family Bone Orchard, and Kinky wanting his ashes scattered in Rick Perry’s hair. And, before signing off—I told Harley that I was going to blog him today. Here is the story I wrote a while back about him and one fine dog.

On December 19, 2006, at 10:30 a.m.,the phone rang, and I let the machine take the call because I was doing some paperwork.

“Hello? Hello? Please call me, I need your help! I am at a Shell station in Kerrville and...”

“Hello. This is Nancy. Can I help you?” I asked.

“Yes! Thank goodness you are there!” said the woman. “I am at a Shell station in Kerrville, and I have just rescued a beautiful, big, black dog! I am trying to get out of town for the holidays, and I don’t know what to do!”

“Is the dog wearing tags?” I asked.

“Yes! One of them is a Utopia Animal Rescue tag and that is why I called you.”

“Can you give me the tag number?” I asked.

The woman gave me the tag number.

I quickly looked up the tag number! It was Bridgett Bardot!

Bridgett Bardot belonged to Harley Belew, a good friend of ours, and the most popular radio personality, in the Texas Hill Country. In fact, once a week, I do a short call-in to his popular radio show, and we discuss the happenings that go on out here. And, every week, there is a dog that I pick out, who is the ‘Harley Pet of the Week.” His show has really helped us with our adoptions, too.

“Ma’am,” I said. “The dog’s name is Bridgett Bardot. Can you stay at the Shell station long enough for me to call the owner so he can come and pick her up?”

“Yes, but please hurry because I need to get out of town. Here’s my cell number...”

I immediately called Harley.

“Hello?” Harley said.

“Harley, this is Cousin Nancy. Bridgett Bardot is at a Shell station in Kerrville!”

“I’m at Shell station in Kerrville. Hey lady! Hey that’s my dog! Lady that’s my dog! Nance, I will call you right back!”

Harley called me back a few minutes later. “Cousin Nancy, this is Harley. I apologize for hanging up on you, but this lady was putting Bridgett into her car as I was walking outside to check on Bridgett. And this man, who was sitting in a truck nearby said, ‘Hey, dude that woman is messing with your dog.’ Right when you called me. Then I see this old woman trying to force Bridgett into her car.”

I started laughing and said, “Harley, that woman had just called here, and thought Bridgett was lost, and she was going to wait there so I could call you.”

We both laughed.

“Thank goodness Bridgett was wearing her rescue ranch tag,” I said.

“I know and thank goodness you picked up the phone,” he teased.

We said our goodbyes and I went back to my paperwork.