I can think of a dozen ways to celebrate 12/12/12 (and playing fetch certainly is one of them), but the best way to mark this special date is that today, and for today only, FleaTV is priced at just $12.12!!! So wake the neighbors and call the kids, pull together those Hanukah and Christmas lists for dog lovers, and stock up on FleaTVs, the perfect gift for our canine companions. Just use coupon code 121212 at checkout (click here to go directly to the store). Hurry! Tomorrow, FleaTV returns to its bargain price of $19.99.
I was thrilled that Jessica Dauler of Jessica Shops featured FleaTV on “Better Mornings Atlanta” yesterday on CBS Atlanta – WGCL-TV. (If you’d like, you can just jump ahead to about the 2:40 mark.) Thanks so much, Jessica!
We were in great company with some fun gift ideas including: Chief Furry Officer, Bubba Rose Biscuit Company’s cake pops for dogs, the Yep Yup pet organizer, Hey Green Monster, the Neater Feeder, The DogMa and the Scarlett Pet Carrier.
Remember, it’s never too early to begin shopping for the holidays… or just because you want to pamper your furry friend any time of year.
Hope you’re having a great day!
I’ve got a big birthday coming up on August 19… the big One-Oh. During my rather extended stay on this planet (nearly 70 dog years), I’ve had a great life — lots of love from family and friends, and even reasonably cordial treatment from my feline brother, Sunny. But my life got all the richer when a few weeks ago, quite out of the blue, an e-mail arrived in my inbox from Mr. Chewy. Mr. Whoey?
It turned out that Mr. Chewy, an online source of more than 100 brands of pet food and treats, had stumbled across my blog and wanted to make me a deal that I couldn’t refuse: Mr. Chewy would give me a $50 gift certificate to buy whatever I wanted from their site, and all I had to do in exchange was to write a fair, honest blog entry about my ordering experience (good, bad or ugly). Hmmm…. where was the catch? Would it be just that easy and painless to score a case of Blue Buffalo Homestyle Recipe Lamb Dinners along with some Flossie spiral chews and even some Greenies Feline Tuna Flavor Cat Treats for my feline friends? Could I trust this Mr. Chewy? Or was this canine spam on the order of a long-lost Nigerian relative?
Still a bit skeptical, I went to www.mrchewy.com and began perusing the site… Aww… Mr. Chewy delivers pet happiness by conveniently shipping pet food and more. That sounded nice enough. The more I crawled their site, the more I realized that Mr. Chewy was the real deal. They’re pet parents, too, and their goal is to provide a better way to shop for pet products. And more than that, Mr. Chewy supports some of the nation’s best pet organizations.
I’ve been on a Blue Buffalo kick lately, and Mr. Chewy offered every variety under the sun… more, even, than my local PetSmart. The costs were comparable, so I was sure Mr. Chewy would lose the head-to-head price war when I factored in shipping costs. Not so… I bought more than $49 worth of products, so shipping was free! And that wasn’t a special introductory deal or a Fourth of July sale… it was just business as usual at Mr. Chewy. Now, regarding the $49 free-shipping threshold… who among you has ever escaped from PetSmart or wherever you buy your pet supplies for less than $50? It just doesn’t happen if you’re there to stock up on a reasonable supply of dinners… and let’s not forget about treats.
So remarkably, price-wise, it makes great sense to shop at Mr. Chewy. As I said, they carry more than 100 different brands, so I’m confident they’ll have yours.
But what about their service? Here’s a brief chronology of my experience…
6/21 – 3:45 p.m. – I registered an account at Mr. Chewy. It was painless… e-mail address and a password.
6/21 – 3:50 p.m. – I placed my order and received an e-mail of my order summary.
6/22 – 2:38 a.m. – I received my shipping notice and tracking info. (I was sleeping at the time.) My order would arrive via FedEx on 6/26. (Bear in mind that 6/23 and 6/24 were weekend days.)
6/26 – 2:30 p.m. – As I turned into the driveway from my daily two (two-mile walk, that is), I was greeted by this wonderful sight…
In just a few, short minutes, Ralph got the box open. Come on, come on…
Ugh… Sunny always has to horn in on the action… To be fair, though, there were some treats in the box for him.
Ahhh…. enough food and treats to last me three weeks!
Mr. Chewy is so efficient, they’ll just put us on an automatic delivery schedule, so that my parents don’t ever have to worry about running out of food for me accidentally (which they did not too long ago and I’m still trying to live down the taste of that heinous grocery store food they fed me that night).
So there you have it… an online shopping experience that couldn’t have been better. Thanks, Mr. Chewy! You’re staring into the eyes of a happy convert.
Today, I lost one of my oldest and dearest friends.
Nearly 10 years ago, I came to live in my forever home with three really great humans. Although I was a very young pup at the time, I knew right away that I would love it here. Then, as now, I would want for nothing.
It was easy to see that all of my physical needs would be well provided for; plentiful food, safe shelter, a cozy place to bed down. And, in terms of attention, love, and human companionship (including nearly limitless ball play), I couldn’t ask for more.
But I must admit that, at first, I wasn’t at all sure about living with my other two housemates — Sunny, an orange Somali, and Whipper, a pure Abyssinian. Both had been living here three years before I arrived and, as such, they knew all the ins and outs of the place. Both were physically bigger than me, and both already had a firm heart-hold on the three humans. I was new kid on the block and I’d be less than truthful if I didn’t admit that I was just a tiny bit nervous.
Now, for those of you who don’t know, it can be very dicey for a Jack Russell Terrier to live under the same roof as any other small animal of a different type, including (and maybe especially) cats. And while I’m incredibly loving and friendly, let’s be honest, it’s not easy to turn your back on hundreds of years of natural hunting instincts. Indeed, many experts strongly discourage the co-habitation of “us” with “them.”
But, for 10 years, we’ve made it work.
Almost from the start, Sunny and I had a much different relationship than Whipper and I. While I consider Sunny to be my brother, I immediately found him to be aloof and, frankly, just a bit strange. He pays little attention to me and when he does, it usually involves a swipe of his paw in my general direction, accompanied by a no-nonsense hiss. It didn’t take long for me to get the hint and after a while of publicly going through the motions, we simply have agreed to live in a perpetual state of détente. Nothing more.
Not so for Whipper and me. We became buds.
Of course, with species pride at stake, neither of us could truly let on. But, then again, neither of us needed to. We were fully comfortable in our own respective skins.
When I came along, life changed, just as it does when any younger sibling arrives. It didn’t take me long to start finding all the good spots in the house… that warm spot in front of the picture window, the cool spot just below the air-conditioning vent, the soft spot on the leather sofa in the front room, and the ultimate spot: safely nestled in the small of Betty’s back while she sat, working, in her office chair. All of these coveted places were first occupied by Whipper, who never seemed to mind sharing them with others, least of all me.
Whippy and I frequently would play together. Sure, there were the obligatory games of dog-chases-cat. But, much to my surprise (and I’m sure to the surprise of others), there were plenty o’ games of cat-chases-dog. Secretly, I think those were my favorite. Whipper also had a “licking gene,” meaning that he felt compelled to lick pretty much anything in sight. And, yes, at times, that included me. (And, yes, at times, the licking was reciprocated by me.) Don’t get me wrong, there was plenty of bickering between us — I was, after all, the little brother. Not to mention a dog. Some days, Whipper would have none of my shenanigans. Other days, he would cut a wide swath around me. But mostly, Whipper just loved others and was not afraid to show it (often he would nuzzle and purr and lick so hard that he would actually drool).
We had lots of good times together. And I know that that’s probably not normal. Nature would tell us that we never were supposed to get along. But we did. I mean, with a guy like Whipper in the relationship, how could we not?!
About three weeks ago, Whippy became ill. His eating slowed and it became clear that this was much more serious than a quickly passing bug. My humans did all they could to encourage him to eat (including hand-feeding him — even a little of my own food, which he seemed to enjoy when nothing else would work). They were lovingly there for him until the end, attending to his every need and, above all, helping to ensure his comfort. But today we are heartbroken.
I miss my friend and brother already. They don’t come any finer than Whipper and it will take some time to heal. But I am truly grateful to have had him in my life. In a nod to a Broadway favorite, his paw print is forever on my heart. Albeit a very heavy heart.
(Hey $4 is $4!)
Not that I’m intentionally shilling for Walmart, but here’s something to tuck in the back of your mind: the next time your dog has to take a prescription drug, you could save $$$ by having the script filled at your local Walmart.
As my Walmart pharmacist says, “A drug is a drug, whether it’s for dogs or their humans. What differs is the dosage and frequency of use.”
As my vet says, “Yep, a lot of drugs we prescribe can be purchased at Walmart, and… I hate to admit it… at a reduced price. Most of the drugs we prescribe for our canine patients are “human” drugs — from Xanax to insulin to antibiotics.”
Yikes… I didn’t realize dogs took Xanax. I guess, among other things, it could help relieve stress caused by thunderstorms and fireworks. Personally, loud noises don’t bother me… maybe it’s because I’m deaf in one ear (discovered through BAER testing when I was a pup… more on that in a future post), and maybe it’s just because my humans are pretty laid back and don’t seem all that excited when a big storm rolls through. Whatever.
Anyhow, keep this list of $4 Walmart meds handy. Hopefully, you won’t ever need it.
Talk to you soon,
P.S. You probably already know this, but never give your dog human over-the-counter or prescription meds without first getting approval and specific instructions from your vet.
I was thrilled to pick up this month’s issue of Pet Age to read this:
“FleaTV is a “video dog toy” that entertains canines with a dog’s-eye view of the world, attention-getting sounds and affirming human voices. Footage includes dogs in parks and nature preserves, as well as video from a camera strapped to the back of a Jack Russell terrier named Blade. The DVD also features demonstrations about how to pamper dogs with homemade treats and massages.”
Check it out! (VIEW LARGER PDF)
Today is one of my favorite days of the month… actually, it was supposed to be yesterday, but nobody realized it was THE day until I was already wrapped in the arms of Morpheus for the night. That’s because the calendar alarm went off as it does on the 16th of every month at around 7:00 p.m., but nobody was at the computer to get the message. Instead, we were all in the family room extra early for some quality television watching. It was Hollywood Week on American Idol, plus we had a Mentalist, two episodes of Royal Pains and a Chopped to grind through.
Here’s my usual evening routine: after everyone in the house (me included) has finished dinner and the dishes have been done (I lick an occasional plate, but that’s the limit of my scullery services), we all head for our favorite comfy chairs and couch, and settle in for a couple of hours of chewing and viewing pleasure. Yep, that’s the only time of the day when I allow myself the guilty pleasure of gnawing on my rawhide bone. It’s always somewhere around the couch — an easy find unless that dreaded vacuum cleaner has been run. Then it’s anybody’s guess where my bone has ended up. Once it was out of reach (though not out of sight) on the fireplace mantle; another time it was lost for days until someone sat down to play the piano and struck an awful chord. Turned out my bone was resting on the piano strings. Sheesh.
Anyway, back to my favorite day of the month. The 16th is when I get to take my heartworm prevention medicine. I mean, the thought of having any worm crawling inside my body is enough to make me lose my lunch (and yes, I have been known to have a worm or two in my youth); but, the idea that these particular worms (Dirofilaria immitis) could get into my heart and ultimately do me in… well, that most definitely would keep me up nights if it weren’t for my very responsible humans who give me my monthly dose of keep-away medicine. Phew! Thankfully, it’s gotten less expensive over the years. I prefer the chewable Heartgard Plus (that’s not meant to be a shameless plug, but Merial, if you’re reading this, don’t hesitate to send some freebies my way), but there are other options for you purists who only will take your pills if they’re wrapped in a slice of cheese.
The bottom line is, it doesn’t really matter which heartworm prevention medicine you take… just take something!
Wikipedia (including a disgusting photo)
Well, it’s THAT time of year again. Yep, I’m talking about Valentine’s Day, yet another chocolate-centric holiday where we dogs kind of get the shaft. (By now, most folks know that chocolate is toxic to dogs, so be sure to always keep it out of our reach.)
Although the whole can’t-have-chocolate-thing is a real bummer, I was heartened to recently discover that, on average, the number of Google searches for “Valentine’s Day dog gifts” exceeds the number of searches for “Valentine’s Day husband gifts.” And it’s by more than 25-percent–a fairly significant amount.
Now, don’t get me wrong. Dog and man go way back (you know, “man’s best friend” and all). But, let’s face it, in the dog-eat-dog world of gift giving, we don’t mind the fact that people are spending more precious Internet time to find us the really good swag.
Of course, in that regard, I can save you a bunch of search time and effort. After all, FleaTV is THE perfect Valentine’s gift for pampered dogs and, as such, every dog-loving human should have it at the top of his or her Valentine’s Day list. The price is right and your dog will love it!
But, here at Blade’s Blog, we like to go above and beyond the call of duty. (Besides, I’m a real romantic from way back… a true Valentine dog!)
Therefore, to show what good sports we are about those husbands out there who might be getting the short end of the stick, may we make a few suggestions for unique Valentine’s Day gifts for men?
The Giant Gummy Bear is five pounds of gooey, sugary fun… and if that’s not big enough, then there’s a 27-pound version too!
The Beardo Hat is the world’s only beanie with a foldaway, detachable and adjustable beard. The Beardo beard hat is ideal for snowboarding, skiing, hiking and all other winter or outdoor sports.
These Personalized Photo Guitar Picks are perfect for your guitar-loving guy.
Choose any photo to display on the front of the guitar pick with three lines of personalization on the back.
Stock Car Ride Along – Treat your main squeeze to real life racing thrills (at speeds of up to 150 mph) with a ride along on a real track in a stock car driven by a professional instructor. Racing suits, helmets, and gloves included! Vomit bag is not.
The Wooden Necktie is a flexible, lightweight tie that is hand made in the USA using reclaimed redwood beams from old barns. An elastic band on the back of the tie holds together the eleven wood segments, allowing the wood tie to hang naturally or to be comfortably tossed over the shoulder. (Termite treatment extra.)
Okay, so there’s this really cool place in Conyers, Georgia called Bonsai by the Monastery.
“By what monastery?” you might wonder. It’s the Monastery of the Holy Spirit (MoHS), where more than 40 Trappist monks lead contemplative lives of prayer.
One means of supporting the monks is through sales made at the two gift shops on the monastery grounds, and one of those shops is aptly named Bonsai by the Monastery.
Bonsai by the Monastery is situated beside a rustic glass and wood frame greenhouse, chock full of the most beautiful miniature trees and shrubs imaginable. Almost all are for sale through the gift shop, along with a huge assortment of imported Japanese bonsai pottery (including Tokoname pots), Korean Mica pots, tools, how to Bonsai books, videos, soil, wire, Chinese figurines, and just about anything else you could think of related to the art of bonsai gardening. It’s one of the more unique nurseries in Georgia.
But that’s not all Bonsai by the Monastery carries.
As of this month, the many thousands of visitors who tour the Monastery grounds and stop by the gift shop to support the monks and buy a reminder of their visit, also have the opportunity to purchase… FleaTV! You see, the resourceful women who run Bonsai by the Monastery, Karen and Robin, are expanding their offerings to include select high-quality homemade and made-in-the-USA items that are inspired by nature, and intended for our furry and feathered friends. They even bought a brand new television with built-in DVD player to display their video wares, including, ahem, the aforementioned FleaTV.
So, if you find yourself in the Atlanta metro area, pay a visit to Bonsai by the Monastery in Conyers, where you can feast your eyes on an extraordinary collection of bonsais while FleaTV barks softly in the background.
When you’re there, be sure to say hi to Karen and Robin, two very nice folks who will take very good care of you!
If you are a pet products retailer and are interested in including FleaTV as part of your product mix, please contact Jim at (877) 806-4746.
Whether you calculate it in dog years, or in people years, hope 2012 (or 2019) is the best year ever for you and your furry friends!