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Who Am I?

Question:
Dear Daisy Mae,

I’m a small white puppy and I’m told that I’m a “Coton de Tuléar” and I don’t even know what that means. Help.

Thanks,
Harley

Answer:
Dear Harley,

Well, it means you’re a very special dog, indeed. Coton de Tuléar is French for Cotton of Toliara, a town on the southwest coast of Madagascar. That’s your breed, “Coton”, although to me you look like a Bichon, Bolognese or even a Havanese, all of which we have in our dog park. Maybe you’ll become more distinctive looking when you grow up. In the meantime, you are a very cute little critter.

All the best,
Daisy Mae

lola

Calming An Anxious Puppy

Last week in Dog Park, we met Helena, her husband, and Lola, their year-old dachshund mix. They were all charming, especially Lola who’s sweet, friendly, obedient, and much taller than her dachshund parent.

But she has a problem: Separation Anxiety!

When Lola’s parents leave her at home, she howls and barks nonstop. They heard it when they came home, of course, but they thought Lola was just happy they were back.
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bulldog2

Cold Feet?

Question:
Dear Daisy Mae,

My mom is a sweetheart but she can drive me bonkers sometimes. Every year at this time it starts to get cold out and sooner or later snow falls and there’s ice and such. And she brings home a new set of booties that are theoretically for dogs. Maybe they are but they’re not for this dog. First of all, I’m a bulldog and I don’t prance about like poodles do. I shuffle, sort of, although I can run like the wind when I have to. Second they look goofy. Third, I hate them. Fourth, I’d be perfectly happy to walk through an entire winter in my bare feet. Please note, that I don’t mind wearing a dog sweater of which Mom knits a plentiful supply. Any ideas?

Martin van Buren, the English Bulldog
St Albans, Vermont

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Halters Tops

Question:
Dear Daisy Mae,

I’m afraid I’m going to choke to death one day. My leash is attached to my collar and when we go for a walk, you-know-who tugs gently on it while I’m trying to see the sights or sniff something interesting or just trying to move faster than a senile snail – especially when a squirrel crosses our path. When this happens, she tugs and the collar seems to clutch my throat and I gag, ghack, cough and wheeze. Help!

Snafu, the Parson Russell Terrier
Boise, Idaho
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DogPark

Daisy Mae Wants To Know

Do you think the dog park is good for dogs? My veterinarian does not like them. Your opinion?

FroggerFeet

Miami Chill

Question:
Hi again Daisy Mae,
So it’s starting to get chilly up here in Pennsylvania. In Florida, does it get cold enough that cats & dogs grow a winter coat, or built-in heavy socks? Just wondering!
Thanks,
Frogger the Cat

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MaidMarion
  • MrBearMr. Bear and Mom, Ivy
  • DaisyandBuddiesDaisy and her Buddies
  • PennyPenny
  • BuzzLightyearBuzz Lightyear
  • ArchieArchie Chases Squirrel

Gallery: Halloween Night at the Dog Park

orangecat

Orange You Glad You’re Not a Cat…

Question:
Dear Daisy Mae,

We have something in common, besides being dogs. We both have cats.

Mine is a big old orangey thing with far too much fur and way too many toes. There’s an extra one on each of his feet. His name is Patrick and he’s bigger – taller, longer, heavier – than I am and, somehow, faster.

As you can imagine, I am very nice to Patrick in my dealings with him.

How are you getting along with your cat and do you have any tips for me?

Thanks,
Sean, the Maltese Terrier from San Diego

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emilian&DM

Baby-sitting Daisy Mae

By Emilian Gruev

Emilian is a Biomedical Informatics student at Nova Southeastern University in Davie, FL. He works in the afternoons in Daisy Mae’s Mom’s office, while Daisy Mae sleeps a couple of feet away.

Every now and then Daisy Mae’s Mom and Dad both have to go away. Last time it was Prague or maybe it was Wasa, British Columbia. Somewhere far.

I usually go over to Daisy Mae’s house to stay with her and her sister, Lucy the cat. It’s a lot of fun. Daisy Mae chases Lucy around the house but Lucy has way too many moves. She’s like a running back for the Pittsburgh Steelers, if running backs could run straight up walls and ricochet over the heads of the defense.

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Ramon

Jessica’s Hero

Dear Daisy Mae,

I grew up surrounded by dogs, all breeds big and small and I loved them all.

Then I went off to college and, when I graduated, started working – long hours. For too many years, I lived without a dog. It wouldn’t have been fair to any dog.

But, as soon as I married my wonderful husband, Esteban, I started thinking about getting a dog and Esteban smiled and said “Whatever makes you happy.”

So, on Tuesday, November 13, 2012 we brought Ramon home. He was just two months old. I had forgotten how mischievous puppies can be so Ramon, Esteban and I signed up for dog school at PetSmart. Ramon is a great learner and he got along so well with his classmates, especially you, Daisy Mae, and he loved Mike Miller, his fantastic trainer.

Esteban and I had been sweethearts in High School and were married for nine years when we decided to celebrate a religious wedding on Saturday, April 27, 2013.

Then life gave us one of its little surprises; three weeks before the ceremony, I was diagnosed with cancer.

Ramon sensed that something was wrong and immediately set about keeping me company, comforting me and just making me feel good, even when we moved to Houston, Texas, for treatment. When I cried, he would lick my tears as if he was telling me “Mami, don’t worry. It’s just a little bump in the road.”

I am so blessed with my wonderful husband, and we both feel blessed to have Ramon with us. He’s our little hero.

All the best,
Jessica Hecht

Dear Jessica,

So sorry to hear about your problem. I remember Ramon with fondness. What a fun and charming little fellow. Tell him I said hi. Love from all of us – me, Mom, Pop and Pepper.

jock

He who barks last… barks loudest

Question:
Dear Daisy Mae,

I just heard a story about the barkingest dog breeds, the top 5 anyway, and Jack Russells aren’t on the list. What a crock. Anyone of us could outbark a Schnauzer at the drop of a bone. What gives?

Jock, the Jack Russell
P.S. The so-called story is here.

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Daisy Mae's 2013 Costume

Halloween Happiness

Question:
Dear Daisy Mae,

Thank you for publishing my previous question about fireworks! I hope you’re well! So, now that Halloween is coming up, I see some people plan to dress up their dogs & cats in costumes. Are you getting a costume? Should I like it because it’s cute?

Silly Frogger, The Cat
Delaware County, PA

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M&M

Dog TV

Question:
Dear Daisy Mae,

We heard there’s a new channel called Dog TV but our Mom and Dad haven’t gotten it yet. This means that when a TV in our house is on, it’s beyond boring except when that dog’s on yelling about Bacon, Bacon, Bacon. Our folks are otherwise very nice to us but we cannot figure out how to ask them to get Dog TV. Can you help?

Mitzi and Mackie
Philadelphia

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honey

Daisy Mae’s Secret(s)

Dear Daisy Mae,

I’m writing to spill your greatest secret and to tell your vast readership how you came to be with your Mom and Dad. It was because of me!

You probably don’t know that your Mom and Dad actually babysat me one night when I was just a puppy and my folks had to go out for some obscure reason. (You may have noticed that we live in the same building.)

Naturally, your Mom fell in love with me right off the bat!

The next thing anybody knew, your Mom was calling my Mom and asking if she could come up stairs to visit … me! One thing led to another and your Mom was calling our breeder, Mary Ann Macgregor of Hearthside in Missouri – wherever that is – and looking at you online.

A few days later, my Mom and your Mom and Dad and some other guy went to the airport in Miami to pick you up. I was soooo impressed that you made the trip all by your lonesome. You were 8 weeks old and far too cute. You still are, just not as cute as I am.

Are you ready for the big secret? Your original name isn’t Daisy Mae at all. It’s Donna! At least it was for your first 8 weeks.

The other secret is that Jack the manager of our building, snuggles you every time he sees you, but he snuggles me, too.

Congratulations on your website, Facebook page and Twitter feed. I’m a big fan, or at least I would be if I knew how to get online.

Love, Honey

P.S. Want another secret? We’re half-sisters.
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Paris&Chyna

Cinderella’s Stepsister

Question:
Dear Daisy Mae,

I’m about 10 years old I guess. Actually I have no idea how old I am but I do know that for a long time I was the only dog around here and Mom and Pop paid a lot of attention to me. Then they adopted a Yorkie named Chyna (I’m a Maltese, white and elegant if I do say so) and this new critter is acting like the Princess of the apartment and Mom and Pop are buying it! I wish I could just say “Hello, long time loyal dog here. Needs attention” but they would just think I’m barking. What should I do?
Thanks, Paris the (elegant) Maltese

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Phoebe

Blown Away

Question:
Dear Daisy Mae,
Baths are okay in the sense of tolerable, but the blow drier! I hate that thing. Any ideas?

Phoebe the Poodle
Amarillo, TX

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DaisyMae Loves PetSmart

Dexter

Dear Friends

Even I, the Dear Abby of the Dog World, face challenges. Like today, I was relaxing in my customary soft spot of the floor of the office when the door opened and in walked a dog! An almost black brown, chubby dog. How’d he get there? Treason. Betrayal. One of the loves of my life, Emelian, is looking after this creature for a friend. The creature is a Dachshund/Jack Russell mix named, of all things, Dexter – which is Latin for right.

Wrong!

Dexter sat under one of MY desks getting scratched by MY Poppa and stealing my errant treats. I went after him like a lion, but then calmed myself down and pouted all day.

Daisy Mae

Answer:
Dear Daisy Mae,,

Stay calm. Stop pouting.

Love,

Mom

sammy3

DaBull in the China Shop

Question:
Dear Daisy Mae,

I love to go for rides in the car with Mom but I’m not allowed in any of her favorite stores or restaurants. What gives? Thank you.
SammyDaBulldog
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