Brothers

Meet Jordy! Jordy is my litter mate, my brother! His story is sad, breaks my aire heart. He had an 'owner' and this so called 'owner' was threatening to shoot him!! Whew, that was hard to spit out. I don't see how anyone would want to shoot a handsome, fun loving, silly airedale puppy! Once again it was the Okmulgee Humane Society that saved the day, thank goodness for those kind folks.

This is our first get together. I wasn't quite sure what to think. I jumped and pulled my mom as soon as I saw him, but once I got to him.....I kinda snubbed him. Hmm, don't know what that was all about but that's what happened, I won't lie. Jordy was very excited and kept wanting to jump at me. By the way, that's me with the red leash.

We really got along quite well. We walked around a pond, both minding our own business.

Jordy is now in the sweet hands of Oklahoma Airedale Rescue, just like I was. And this is Frances of OK Airedale Rescue. She and my mom are friends now. Frances bought all kinds of snacks with her....yummmm! Boy did that get our attention. If any of you are ready to adopt an airedale puppy or know of someone who does, Jordy, my brother, will make someone a wonderful companion.....I know that for a fact if he is anything like me :) He/we are 11 months old. He's up for adoption and I hope he finds a wonderful furever home soon.
Love,
Rudy

Lovin' Life!

I don't really have much to say today, just want you all to know how much I LOVE my life. I've been in my furever home for 7 weeks now and it's been the best thing ever. I'll just show my happiness in pictures......I have a lap to crawl up on

A boy to take walks with....

a backyard to run in....

a sister to hang out with......

and favorite toys to take to bed with me......ahhhh life is grand!

My Name

I have a name and it's Rudy. It wasn't always Rudy, nope, I've been called a variety of names. That nice vet in Henryetta that saw me at my worst and cleaned me up called me "Rusty", that's what the papers say anyway. Then a sweet woman from OK Airedale Rescue picked me up from the vet and named me Henry, cuz well, she picked me up from Henryetta. So I went by Henry for several weeks. Then I got adopted, how exciting is that? My dad,mom and the boy thought carefully about the perfect name for me. At first they thought Hershey. I'll admit, I am as SWEET as a chocolate bar, but I'm no Hershey. So then Lincoln came to mind because my pretty brown/copper fur is the color of a Lincoln penny and I'm mighty tall and lean just like Lincoln was. But that name was just too serious for a boy like me. Next came Sully. I kinda liked that one, I could relate...the family was thinking of that big blue monster on Monster's Inc. He wasn't scary, he was big and lovable and wanted to make people happy. But Rudy was the winning name. There were several reasons for this: #1 did you know my mom & dad are from way up north, a state called Indiana
#2 my dad was born/raised in South Bend and huge fan of Notre Dame #3 the movie Rudy. I, like Notre Dame Rudy, have beat many obstacles in life. We both overcame the odds. He had dyslexia, I was homeless. He was one of 14 kids, I was one of 12. We both made a 'team'. I'm so happy mom and dad put so much thought into my name. I can hear them cheering RU-DY RU-DY RU-DY, and it's for me!! They're proud of me for me. They love me for me. I will wear that name proudly :)
Thanks mom, dad and boy...
Oh this rambling was way too serious for me. I don't like getting all teary eyed and choked up. I promise the next one will be fun!