Beagle Freedom Project

Everyone has a right to their opinion, it is a free country, or so I'm told. When it comes to political and Religious views I tend to keep my opinions to myself.
Except for this one, Animal Testing.
(Quick Note-This has nothing to do with PETA, also- I love a good cheeseburger)


The Beagle Freedom Project is an organization that rescues Beagles from Labs when they are no longer needed for testing.
Their Motto: "The Beagle Freedom Project is a mission to rescue beagles used in animal experimentation in research laboratories and give them a chance at life in a loving forever home."
 Many of these Beagles have never seen sunlight or been outside until they are rescued and given a second chance at life.
The Beagle Freedom Project has rescued Beagles through out the United States, including 40 Beagles from a Lab in Spain. They have video of these precious dogs coming out of their cages and walking on grass for the first time in their lives.
If you get a chance, go to http://www.beaglefreedomproject.org  and see for yourself the amazing accomplishments they have done for laboratory beagles and the other animals they have rescued.

As the owner of two playful, happy, loving and often rambunctious Beagles, this hits me hard.
I went to the state capitol a few weeks back and supported a rally on a Bill called AB 2431 (The Beagle Freedom Bill) for lab Beagles to be adopted out instead of being euthanized after testing.
The Bill passed 12-0 which is an important first step, but there are many more to take on this journey to free and find homes for all available laboratory animals.The Beagle Freedom Project was there with T-shirts and posters that read : 'Life After Labs'
I brought my two Beagles Buster & Mollie with me and we got to meet Abe, Davey, Franklin and Leonardo who are just four of the Beagles they have rescued and adopted to forever homes. It was an amazing experience.

  If I do anything positive in my life, I want to help make people aware of the cruelty of laboratory testing.
 Below is a poem I found on the 'Unite To Care' facebook page, written by June Burden and a photo of a lab Beagle. It is sad but true for so many beautiful innocent Beagles that just want to be loved.Thank you for taking the time to read this.

Beagle 469.
Cowering in the back of my cage
as small as I can be,
I hope and pray when the 'white coats' come
they do not pick me.
I hear the click of the cage door
it's another dog this time,
another of the many to feel the pain
waiting in a line.
They claim this is for science
they need to find a cure,
but they hurt us a 1000 times
and still come back for more.
I wish they would pet me and not hurt me
but the white coats don't have the time,
I wish they would name me and hug me
but I'm 'beagle 469'.
I've heard a white coat once say
that people rescue dogs like me,
they run on something called grass
cherished and loved and free.
When I close my eyes in the darkness
I pray to the Lord divine,
Please send someone to rescue
the beagle 469.
Copyright by June Burden 2014.

San Francisco Icon The Bushman Gregory Jacobs passes away

Through out the last 30 years on San Franciscos Fishermans wharf and the piers, Gregory Jacobs, best known as the Bush man, made it his mission to make people laugh.
He hid behind bushy tree branches that he would cut and crouch down and hide behind. Waiting for tourists to walk by and then jump out and scare them.
Millions of tourist photos have been taken of him, and whenever my family and I went to San Francisco we always looked forward to seeing him. We would stand back in the distance and watched the unsuspecting people he would jump out at.

The other day I found out from a friend that he had been on the news she was watching. He had died of heart complications and I, like many others was very saddened.
I never knew his name until now but he is someone I will always remember. He scared me almost ten years ago by jumping out at me and I laughed, as did every one around me. From then on I always waited to see what the reaction would be from the next unsuspecting person walking by him.
These photos are from 2012, my son Tres putting money in his collection can and me with my arm around Gregory.

R.I.P Bush Man Gregory Jacobs, you will be missed.

Oh Christmas Tree.....

Went on our annual "Cut a Xmas Tree Event. Left at 9 a.m. Took the truck 4 wheeling up to the Forestry Department that is in the middle of nowhere in the woods. Got our permit and drove even further into the mountains, Found the perfect tree and the chainsaw wouldn't work. Drove another 40 miles to the nearest lil mountain town and overpaid for a bowsaw. Drove another 15 miles up north almost to Mt. Lassen til we found another perfect tree and chopped it to its death. Drove back thru the mountains and finally got home at 5:30 p.m.
Cost of permit $10, cost of gas $50, cost of Bowsaw $20 cost of lunch and snacks and sodas $35. Cost of tree at a tree lot $25!!
Well I know where I'm getting my tree next year.......

Heres a pic of our trip, see the unknowing look on Randys face, notice the ginormous snowball in my left hand, muahahah

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!!! =D

My Brothers BBQing a turkey tomorrow that's been defrosting in the fridge since last Thursday. If you don't hear from me again, I died of food poisoning

Autumn in Paradise Ca.

These trees are at the church next to my home. I love watching the leaves change colors every Fall.

Meet Buster

Our new puppy!!
Well actually he belongs to my daughter Chaye but I'm buying the food, paying for shots, taking him for walks while she's in school, you know how it is.
We just loooove him! He has the cutest face ever. Here's a pic of Buster and my daughter Chaye.