Monday, October 13, 2014

Friends of Lucky Fiona 2015 Calendar - Call for Entries

2015 Friends of Lucky Fiona Calendar
Call for Entries!
We're creating a calendar and we need your photos to make it a reality! Submissions will be a $5 donation per photo which will benefit the shelter we adopted Fiona from - The Dekalb County Animal Shelter and Adoption Center. Years ago when we adopted Fiona this facility was more like a barn with dirt floors and no heat, over the years many improvements have come to assist the animals and we want to contribute so even more advancements can be made to this great facility.
Rules for photo submissions:
ENTER NOW THROUGH OCTOBER 21ST AT MIDNIGHT (CENTRAL)
* Entrant must first purchase a $5 donation at www.luckyfiona.com
1 photo entry per $5 entry donation. 
A person can enter as many times as they like while purchasing as many $5 donations as desired. Donations will benefit the Dekalb County Animal Shelter and Adoption Center in Genoa, Illinois. A non-profit animal rescue facility. 
* Photo entry must show a Lucky Fiona collar IN SOME WAY. It does not have to be a full view but somehow recognizable as Lucky Fiona. We say this every year and still get photos of dogs and cats in other collar brands, we say to Lupine and Bella Bean "yeah you have nice collars but we do not want to see them on OUR CALENDAR! Go make your own calendar, phooey!"  
* Be strategic! Submit photos which may read perfectly for a certain month such as a summer scene for July or a winter scape for February. We are looking for fun, beautiful, silly, serious, colorful and interesting photographs. Keep humans and clutter out of photos! Remember that this calendar may sit in somebodies office like Kathy Schuh who has 800 co-workers, do you really think they want to see a photo of your dog with your dirty socks in the background? 
* Lucky Fiona and the Head Bitch retain the right to publish any entry photos on Facebook, the blog and the calendar itself. Please submit original photos or get the written permission of the artist if submitting an image that you did not personally take
* Please submit THE LARGEST POSSIBLE FORMAT FILE of the photo as possible. Be particularly careful if submitting a cell phone image for instance if your settings are set very low. Low resolution images will not be reproducible for the calendar. Images that are too small will be returned to sender so they have the opportunity if possible to fix or submit a different image in a larger format. 
* Lucky Fiona retains the right to reject any photos that do not meet the criteria above or have subject matter not suitable for reproduction on the calendar.
*PRIZES*
* 12 Monthly winners will get bragging rights and $15 GIFT CODES good in the shop.
* Cover winner will win $25 Gift code and mucho bragging rights as a SuperDogModel.
* $5 gift codes will be awarded to photos that will be featured as days in the month. We hope to feature 2 per month.
~ Calendars will be available for direct order from Shutterfly when layout is complete. Check Facebook for details after winners are named. 
Questions? Email info@luckyfiona.com

Monday, June 16, 2014

Makeover Entry Sassy

Day of adoption. Whoppee!


Dear Derby,
I want to start by apologizing for the late entry. My typist/mom has horrible ADHD and in spite of my efforts to remind her it is now nearing the makeover deadline. I am hoping that you are in the central time zone and that I am on time.

My name is Sassy and I am a 7.5 year old shepherd mix. My mom adopted me at 6 months from a shelter. My first mom wasn't healthy and had not anticipated what it meant to have a puppy. I was too bouncy. She surrendered me along with my puppy class certificates. I was top in my class but that wasn't enough. This isn't the best picture but this is the day my mom adopted me.

Neo Crazy Ears
At first it was just me and my mom. I loved it. She got hurt in an accident though and I had to stay with my aunt for a while. I missed her but loved having my younger cousin, Neo, to play with. I was so happy the day I got to go back home. I could barely believe it. It had been nearly 9 months. This is Neo. He has crazy ears.


Mom decided to adopt me a brother since I missed Neo. So along came Chance. He is a black and white pointer. This is Chance interfering with my mom taking my picture. He interferes a lot.
Chance and me




















We added Rocky, a black and white pointer mix, and that makes three of us. This is me with my brother, Rocky. We are pretty tight.
Sassy and Rocky 


I love my brothers but I have noticed something that makes me sad. People don't pay as much attention to me as they do to them. I am starting to show my age a bit. A little gray under my muzzle. I have tears in each ear from getting beat up a couple of times as well. Maybe that is why? I went to the store with my mom the other day and all the staff said hi but they didn't want to take my picture. They always want to take my brother's picture. It made my mom sad that they didn't notice me.

NOTICE ME! I'm pretty darn special too!



I hope if I win that people will maybe notice how awesome I look in my new collars and take the time to get to know me. I am a super sweet dog. Faithful, well behaved, and a good sister. I put up with a lot of drama from Chance and have endless patience with Rocky.

What do you think Derby? Is there hope for me?

Thank you,

Sassy Emery

Makeover Entry Fresca





It all began one day in September 2007.
  The plea came through for a young female English Setter in need of rescue.  Contact with the shelter was made and wait, oh NO there is not one, not even two, but THREE English Setters in need of rescue.  Miraculously foster homes were found for all three.  They were moved to safety, vetted and then, the wait for transport.  Finally, the transport filled for Saturday, October 13, and I was on my way to pick up my sweet setter foster.  I left the house telling The Clan, life will be a little different starting this afternoon, but it will only be for a few weeks, this girl is sweet and beautiful as can be, her new forever family will come along soon. 

The introductions to The Clan went well.  Ah yes, the adventures of bringing home a new foster…  The cats all were happily chased, the antique dresser danced upon, and Fresca began her lessons in house manners. 
CATS...they are NOT just for chasing!


I noticed Fresca had a terrible time with stairs and “crashed & burned” when running in the yard.  I knew she had a hip problem.  Sure enough after x-rays were taken, Fresca was diagnosed with severe hip dysplasia.  Fresca’s made great progress, she plays and has the energy of a “normal” setter.  My vet can’t believe the x-rays belong to Fresca, that’s how much she has improved.
From her reactions to some males, we know there was abuse in Fresca's past.  Due to the patience, time and gentle nature of a very special young man down the street, Fresca has overcome her fear of young 
children, boys in particular, and is a little calmer around adult males.
 After close to 7 months of being available for adoption, without much real interest, we remained hopeful the right home would come along.   Then, one night as I sat on the kitchen floor at dinner time, Fresca walked into my lap, put her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss.  That sealed it, I KNEW Fresca was never leaving.  I believe Fresca knew the minute she walked into the door that fateful day in October, 6+ years ago, she was home……..    Foster failure, we don’t think so! Fresca, sweetheart, we all love you! 
 So, Fresca’s life has almost had a full makeover.  The last missing piece would be to win the Lucky Fiona Makeover contest!  Fresca’s coat is nice and short, collars stand out on her and she loves bright colorful Lucky Fiona collars!
Hi Collar Peeps, Fresca here!  You have no idea what it’s like living here with this grumpy old setter brother and those hissy cats.  Yikes what’s a girl to do?  Heck, I’m 8 years young and need something to help brighten me up.  Let me tell you, I’d feel sooo special if you choose me to win the collar contest.  Your collars are amazingly comfie and pretty too.




Makeover Entry Eve

I am a 10 year old German Shorthaired Pointer and my name is Christmas Eve Stinkeye Smith, my family calls me Evie for short…You’re laughing? Why? Do you think that’s a crazy name? Well I don’t, I love it. It suits me well and tells my story. You look like you don’t believe me, well let me tell you my story, and you’ll see….
I wish that I could tell you that in my former life I was an Italian runway model, or a French pastry chef, but I can’t because I wasn’t. I was a German stay at home mom, of sorts. I loved my children very much, but I was never allowed to keep them for long. I was always lonely.

My owner treated me poorly. I was not well cared for, nor well fed. I was not a pet, nor did I have a name. I did not have a family, nor was I loved. I was not happy. I was my owner’s slave.

Right before Christmas Eve my former owner dropped me off at the shelter in town. He no longer needed my services. I was no longer useful to him and so I was abandoned to strangers with no paperwork or any written proof of my existence.

Please don’t look at me that way, wipe those tears, don’t be sad. This is the happy part, this is where my miracle begins….

                    This is me at the shelter…I’m very scared.                                                        
 A lady I had never met before, (my Aunt Michelle) heard about me from a friend who saw me at the shelter.  Aunt Michelle knew the shelter conditions were unacceptable and right away she began work to find me safe haven. Rescue volunteers work miracles you know, and she immediately started the process to find my miracle, a real home.
Yeah, I flew in a plane and drove to
my new future, it was a ride well worth it.

Before I knew it I was sprung from the shelter and on the road again.  I stayed with the Bailey’s, a very nice foster family, I flew on an airplane with Pilot Dr. John Lee and in an instant I was in Aunt Michelle’s arms and she called me Eve. I liked it. Eve sounded so special, for the first time I felt loved.





Aunt Michelle took me to the vet to be evaluated. I was very busy while at the Vet. I was having surgery, and hanging with the techs and dumping over garbage cans and eating my E-collar and pulling out my sutures and one more chew of the E-collar….It was a strange place but I didn’t mind. I was safe and warm and fed. I was starting to heal and trust people. What I didn’t know was that during this time Aunt Michelle was speaking with her friends at NJ GSP Rescue about my miracle. They wanted to help too.

She was making plans to send me North in search of a better life with more rescue volunteers I had never met.  My Aunt Ranya and Aunt Sandy were making plans with Aunt Michelle to have my miracle begin in NJ. My mom tells me the story that the rescue goddesses (that’s what she calls Aunt Rayna & Aunt Sandy) were fighting over who would foster me first, they both wanted to take a turn while they found me a forever home…

And so once Christmas was over, and my sutures had healed, I spent one last night with Aunt Michelle and then was loaded up in a van full of very whiny puppies and on my way to NJ, taped up E-collar and all. It was a long ride to NJ. The puppies whined the whole way but I didn’t mind, it was so much better than where I had been living. I was on the adventure of a lifetime.

I awoke when the van stopped. The doors opened and it was chilly. I breathed deeply and knew I was somewhere new. Suddenly I realized a crowd of people were standing there. I didn’t know anyone. Now I know because my Mom told me, that they were foster parents there to collect the puppies. I remember seeing Uncle Brian & Aunt Jenny for the first time, they were there picking up Prancer. There were so many people. I was worried what would happen next.

 Once the puppies were unloaded my miracle became visible.  I could see my new family waiting for me. My Christmas miracle had already happened before I even left for NJ. My family had already adopted me, and we hadn’t even met. That day, they took me home and gave me the rest of my awesome name and the rest is history…

Hey wait! Don’t stop reading now! This is the most important part. This is where I tell you why I need to win the Lucky Fiona Makeover. This part is very important so please, listen carefully….

You would think that a dog like me would want to retire, once I was adopted in NJ that I would just kick back and live the good life…but I’m not that kind of girl. I was ready for my real life to begin, and begin it did, first things first I needed a career change.

I hung up my ovaries, and slipped on a rescue vest and now I’m a teacher. I work with my family to teach others about the dogs that I left behind who are birthing puppies in the same conditions I was.

We go to cool events with the rescue and meet all the people who are there. Some like to pet me and give me money so that the rescue can save more pointers and get them the medical care that they need. All of my friends go to the events too. I love to spend the day with Riley, Henry, Dexter Martin and Cookie….We always have a lot of fun being together and stealing all the bully sticks on the sale table.
This is my favorite part "Meet the Little Ones!"

The children who come to these events are my favorite part. They like my spots and they think my ears are soft. Some of the children though are afraid of dogs…these frightened children are my favorite and for them I pull out my secret weapon…my Lucky Fiona Collar.

My mother loves to treat me and my brother Flapjack to these special collars. They are soft and special just like me. Wearing a funny collar makes children who are afraid giggle and realize that I am not a mean dog, because a mean dog would never wear such a cool collar!

I love to wear my “Hootnanny” collar and my “Terra loves Hedgehogs” collar…the kids think that they are adorable like me…Then they feel comfortable petting me and it gives my Mom a chance to speak with their Mom about saving more pointers.

Winning this makeover would allow me to have a new collar for every event I go to this year, WOW! Can you imagine how many children I can reach with that kind of bling?

I am a beautiful dog and I know it. I am so lucky that the scratchy brassy fur that I had in December has been shed and my beautiful Liver & White fur has grown in. I am soft and special just the way I am. Having a neckwear makeover however is exactly what I do need.

Being rescued has given me confidence. I know I am lucky to have a family who loves me, and a job that fulfills me and even a special name that defines me….bur having a new collar at every event is exactly what I need in order to properly teach my story and reach the frightened & shy children.


What did you say? What about the stinkeye part of my name you ask? Well that’s my pirate name and that’s a story for another day….

Love and Kisses,
Christmas Eve Stinkeye Smith


This was my first day ever at a beach. Ocean Grove, NJ.