tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61898535522821785942024-03-21T19:01:42.244-07:00Singing DoctorDr. Berahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13192288266157591510noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189853552282178594.post-79228943895309188952012-09-24T14:50:00.001-07:002012-09-24T14:50:42.236-07:00I Give Thanks, Now and Always<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I Give Thanks. Why? Why not?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I give thanks because it makes me feel good to give thanks. I am thankful for my family, my friends, my interests, my life, my good health, the fact that I can give thanks.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Have you ever noticed on days you just go about life unconsciously that you might not have such a great day? I notice that the days without joy are the days I've forgotten to be grateful for every little thing in my life.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Recently we've had more beautiful deer entering the property along with other wildlife and my heart soars with joy. All I can do is give thanks.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's now autumn and the weather is perfectly comfortable - not too hot, not too cold. I'm so grateful. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Life is good. I give thanks.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Love to all,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Bera </span></span>Dr. Berahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13192288266157591510noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189853552282178594.post-81079441454618471232010-03-19T12:57:00.000-07:002010-03-24T13:18:55.556-07:00Riding the Rails in 2010<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ok, do I have to admit that the last time I took a long train trip was back in the 60s? Back when everyone on the train seemed to have an exciting place to go and the good health needed to get them there? Wow.......... was this an eye-opening adventure this go-round!<br /><br />There were four parts to this trip for me. First was the ride from New Mexico to southern California, which took approximately 16 hours including delays. On this part of the journey I was alone, seated next to a young woman who has been on her particular cancer drug for the better part of five years. It has blown her body up about 40 pounds from her normal weight. She needs two canes to be able to walk around. She was on her way to visit relatives who were all dying from cancer, and she knew it would be the last time she would see them. Seated within hearing distance of us were approximately 16 other people. Most of them shared their horror stories about what their doctor was currently 'making' them take for their ailments. They were all giving thanks that they had health insurance to cover their drug needs.<br /><br />Once I arrived in southern California I had the opportunity to spend time with some family and friends for two days before heading out on the next portion of the trip from Los Angeles to San Francisco. The rains over the past month turned the coast into a magnificent green filled with breathtakingly lush scenery, both on the coastal and inland sides. My dad and sister were with me on this 11.5 hour trip. Seated in front of my sister and me were another set of sisters, around the same age as the two of us. They were both suffering from cancer and severe forms of debilitating arthritis. Across from them were a couple with their health problems which they openly discussed with most of the passengers - cancer and diabetes. They brought food with them on the train -- prepackaged crackers and cheeses, sweet rolls, candy bars, beef jerky, and some sandwiches prepared with white bread and lunch meats.<br /><br />My dad and sister and I spent time in Oakland and San Francisco with cousins we hadn't seen in years, and some whom we hadn't even met until this past weekend. We had a great visit and took some wonderful hikes through wooded parks and trails in Oakland hills. When we all got together for a big brunch, it included oranges, apples, grapes, numerous salads, fish, omelettes filled with fresh organic vegetables and spices, fresh-baked whole-grain bread and a poppyseed cake. I can't remember the rest, but there wasn't much that wasn't healthful there. Almost everyone present wanted to take a long walk after the brunch to work off the big meal. Only one of the group was overweight, and he is almost 91 years old. One friend of my cousin stopped by and explained that his wife (in her early 60s) wasn't able to make it because her hips hurt so much she could barely walk. He was thanking God for his health insurance that he and his wife rely on for everything they need -- and they both are on several medications that they swear by [she takes 12 for her 'conditions.'] My knees went weak when he told me his insurance with Kaiser didn't even include dental, and he pays $700 <span style="font-weight: bold;">per month</span> <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">each</span> for him and his wife for standard insurance. Yeah, that adds up to $1,400 per month for insurance. No wonder everyone feels they have to visit their doctors so their insurance payments don't go to waste.<br /><br />OMG, is everyone being insured that they'll need this insurance by having it? What ever happened to the concept of creating health <span style="font-weight: bold;">assurance</span> by taking care of your health?<br /><br />Ok, onward and back to Los Angeles region............ we returned from Oakland, CA after three wonderful days with extended family. Another train, another group of woe-is-me passengers, a few more delays and another 14 hours. Across from my sister and me once again were another couple of sisters; one who proudly told everyone who would listen that she is a spokesperson for a pharmaceutical company and is famous since she has made commercials for them for YouTube. She claims she's still alive because she takes the drug. Her sister, younger by about 10 years, is simply suffering from obesity (as is the self-proclaimed famous drug promoter), and must use a walker to get around for her severe arthritis (in her early 40s). They brought along their own foods -- candy bars, canned sodas, prepackaged junk foods galore, footlong sandwiches filled with lunch meats, and these were called their 'health foods.' Behind us was a woman who was in her mid-fifties, weighing in around 500 pounds (she took up most of both seats). However, a man in ill health grabbed what he thought was the last seat next to her, not caring that his sister, who could barely walk with severely swollen knees [in stage-4 cancer], had nowhere to sit in our coach. They had just come back from saying goodbye to their younger sister who was dying from cancer and they expected by the time they reached their destination to hear she had passed.<br /><br />One more day spent in Orange County, CA and I boarded the train back to New Mexico for another 14 hours. This time a family of 12 boarded with me in the coach where I rode and they brought with them a great grandma, a grandpa and his wife, their two daughters, one with a husband and two children of her own, and some nieces. Lovely family. Healthy, no. Diabetes, obesity, allergies, severe rheumatoid arthritis - they had it all. And what did they eat? Sweet rolls, candy bars, sodas, coffee with artificial sweeteners (Equal & Sweet & Low). Those of you in the know DO know that when you eat empty, artificial sweeteners like Splenda, Equal or Sweet & Low that you are bound to gain weight, right? If you don't know about that, and believe these products help you lose weight, think again. Do your research. It's one of the typical cons put out by the greedy companies that care not one iota about your health, but definitely about the bottom $$$ line.<br /><br />If ever I wondered if we are truly what we eat, drink and what drugs we take, I don't have to wonder any more after riding the rails for 4 days. But look around you at the deterioration of our health and our society. You don't need to be riding the rails to see it.<br /></span>Dr. Berahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13192288266157591510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189853552282178594.post-65648095583543766252010-02-23T14:11:00.000-08:002010-02-23T20:45:59.169-08:00What to Put in Your Health Chest?At one of my recent health-maintenance seminars I was asked what a family ought to have in their medicine chest. I prefer to call it a 'health chest.' The tools I keep in my health chest are pretty much what I consider necessary for an emergency survival kit as well as everyday use items.<br /><br />In case of a bad bruise or injury not involving broken skin, <span style="font-weight: bold;">arnica</span> is the answer, both in topical application and internally as a homeopathic remedy. Never have I seen anything work faster or better than simple arnica. A formula that is a combination of several homeopathic remedies is called <span style="font-weight: bold;">Traumeel</span>, and is used topically and internally as well. Obviously both are separate applications; one is an ointment or gel, and the other is in tablet, pellet or liquid form when taken internally.<br /><br />For burns or cuts, <span style="font-weight: bold;">calendula</span> is a gentle, soothing topical application that helps heal the injury much faster and more effectively than most commercial drugstore products. It is commonly used in natural lotions for moistening and healing the skin.<br /><br />Something every household needs to learn how to make is a combination of kitchen foods that are combined in the blender. I call the formula <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Power Tonic</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">. You can mix it at home and call it whatever you wish, but make it! It can help give you energy, kill the flu or a cold in record speed, open up the sinuses and help heal sinus infections, and increase circulation for the entire cardiovascular system. The recipe can be found at <a href="http://bastis.org">http://www.bastis.org/recipes.htm</a>.<br /><br />Have you ever heard of <span style="font-weight: bold;">noni juice</span>? You might have heard from a friend who tried to sell you on the multi-level-marketing noni juice filled with other less expensive juices, but there's much more to noni than that, folks! A full article filled with information can change your mind about something you might have thought was not for you -- read on at <a href="http://bastis.org">http://www.bastis.org/noni.htm</a>. Although it's not in a medicine chest or a 'health chest,' it is always most definitely in my refrigerator. It's a must I will never be without!<br /><br />Another incredibly useful and vital nutrient also used externally is <span style="font-weight: bold;">coconut oil</span>. That's right. Coconut oil. Not the hydrogenated kind that is bad for you, but the virgin, delicious and fantastically nutritious kind of coconut oil that can save your life! Not only do the humans in our home ingest this wonderful oil daily, as well as cook with it, but so do all the animals. So much information about this amazing 'stuff' that I have to refer you once again to an easy-to-read article at http://www.bastis.org/coconut.htm. Please take the time to gather the information in the article. It could be something you or your family is needing right now.<br /><br />The very hottest <span style="font-weight: bold;">cayenne pepper</span> you can possibly find is something that can help you survive a heart attack if you take it while in the throes of the heart attack. One of the most synergistic herbs on the planet (and one of the hottest!), it can help thin the blood and cauterize a wound. Truly a miracle herb. More at <a href="bastis.org">http://www.bastis.org/cayenne.htm</a>. I always have both the liquid form and powdered; the powdered being used on food and in case of an injury. The liquid form is preserved in raw, unfiltered apple cider vinegar. Recipe at <a href="http://bastis.org">http://www.bastis.org/recipes.htm</a>. I find it very empowering to make these things yourself and realize you are helping control your own health.<br /><br />Digestion is of paramount importance, especially if you tend to eat a less than healthful diet, which can cause heartburn and indigestion. In the event of uncomfortable bloating I always have another formula on hand that we make in our own kitchen. I call my version <span style="font-weight: bold;">DigestEase</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;">.</span></span></span></span></span> You can make it in your blender and call it whatever you want. Recipe at <a href="http://bastis.org">http://www.bastis.org/recipes.htm</a>.<br /><br />One more thing in our health chest that I would never want to be without is concentrated green food. So many combinations are on the market today, including Green Vibrance, and a whole host of other producers. Way too much info to post here; please read at <a href="http://bastis.org">http://www.bastis.org/greens.htm</a> for more information.<br /><br />Those are the basics. If you have any other questions about what else might be important for a natural kit, other than the obvious items including bandaids and hydrogen peroxide, please feel free to email me at <a href="http://singingdoctor.com">bera@singingdoctor.com</a> and I'll be happy to answer your questions!<br /><br />Oh yeah, one more thing............ a big, happy smile will go a long way toward healing any crisis.<br /></span></span>Dr. Berahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13192288266157591510noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189853552282178594.post-923410379451820582010-01-29T15:50:00.000-08:002010-01-29T15:56:32.473-08:00Play God? Not Me.<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CBERADO%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><link rel="Edit-Time-Data" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CBERADO%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_editdata.mso"><!--[if !mso]> <style> v\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} o\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} w\:* {behavior:url(#default#VML);} .shape {behavior:url(#default#VML);} </style> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p {mso-margin-top-alt:auto; margin-right:0in; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; margin-left:0in; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} </style> <![endif]--> <p>Dogs. I can't imagine my life without them. They're a blessing with their unconditional love and they only ask the same from us. The more time I spend with them the more important it is to me to be able to read them and their needs. My husband and I only rescue special-needs dogs -- those who are blind and/or deaf, diabetic, physically handicapped or challenged, puppy-mill dogs who have been abused and terrified most of their lives and who have endured grave illnesses. <a href="http://docbera.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/p10100041.jpg"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><!--[if gte vml 1]><v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"> <v:stroke joinstyle="miter"> <v:formulas> <v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"> <v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"> <v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"> <v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"> <v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"> <v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"> <v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"> <v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"> <v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"> <v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"> <v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"> <v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"> </v:formulas> <v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"> <o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"> </v:shapetype><v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" href="http://docbera.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/p10100041.jpg" style="'width:225pt;" button="t"> <v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\BERADO~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.jpg" href="http://docbera.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/p10100041.jpg?w=300"> </v:shape><![endif]--><!--[if !vml]--><!--[endif]--></span></a></p> <p>Once you come to my home you get to live here as long as you want, if you have fur. Since my 'babies' aren't considered prime pups, they are often looked at as less than desirable. Our 15-year-old diabetic lhasa apso has seizures and is quite weak, but his spirit is so strong. He's given me no indication that he's ready to leave us yet, and we do everything in our power to make him comfortable and take care of his needs. Much of his life has been about adversity, the same as our other rescues. Yet recently someone told me I was cruel to keep him around, that he is suffering because he has seizures and since I have a choice as to what to do with him, I should 'put him out of his misery.'</p><p>Put <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">this</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span>guy out of his misery? <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmxZ21nA6Brdtp3a_Rf9MY_h5wEGyi4sJnhk0s0cTEu6jJoIN7W_IfJal0KYGuJpW2rFKHNjQ5aK_TX75q4yTAfBNYgKNVQJjypsA-wV0uXBudqSgAw6hEe1kyQ-nucMpROPgqtVfqM5c/s1600-h/P1010004.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmxZ21nA6Brdtp3a_Rf9MY_h5wEGyi4sJnhk0s0cTEu6jJoIN7W_IfJal0KYGuJpW2rFKHNjQ5aK_TX75q4yTAfBNYgKNVQJjypsA-wV0uXBudqSgAw6hEe1kyQ-nucMpROPgqtVfqM5c/s320/P1010004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432314149129588434" border="0" /></a></p> <p>
<br /></p><p>I am not God. Nor will I play that role unless he speaks to me very clearly about not wanting to be here on earth any more. To determine that it's time to end a dog's life without his or her permission feels just plain wrong. In spite of physical pain they suffer, which we do our best to alleviate with remedies and massage, their zest for life and sharing love with us is so much more powerful than their desire to end a life that's so short anyway.</p> <p>Seven months ago one of our dogs started going downhill and having seizures. We needed to increase his insulin and change some of the remedies we were giving him. Because it has meant that there are times I am not available to go places with friends, I have been told that I'm wasting my time, etc. I no longer spend much time speaking with that person. The life granted this little one is precious enough that I believe it is important to do what's possible to increase the quality of his life. With dietary changes, being a little more responsible about keeping the 12-hour span between insulin shots close to the 12-hour mark, and adding some <b>choline</b> to the diet, seizures have decreased and energy has increased. The tail is higher, the leg lifts now when he pees, which he couldn't do a couple of months ago, and his bark is the loudest when the food is being prepared. His blind and deaf sister, who used to bark loudly in the middle of the night, allowing us to get very little sleep, is also taking the choline and hasn't barked in the night for several weeks. </p> <p>Play God? Not me.</p> Dr. Berahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13192288266157591510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189853552282178594.post-55775539317575724172010-01-18T16:30:00.000-08:002010-01-18T16:41:15.025-08:00Farrah's StoryLast May 2009 I taped "Farrah's Story" before she passed away. However, I was so concerned that all the 'alternative' treatments she received in Germany would just poo-poo our belief in holistic medicine that I was discouraged from watching it until this past week. What an eye opener. She kept saying to her friend that was filming it (Alana Stewart?) that she wanted the cameras to keep rolling, in spite of the horrors she was experiencing, because she wanted everyone to know the truth about cancer and its realities.<br /><br />Yes, cancer is a horrific reality. But the commonly prescribed treatments are far more horrific than the disease. And Farrah's treatment regimen was the worst. She received scads of chemotherapy followed by radiation, over and over, time and time again. Then, surprise, surprise, her immune system was so wiped out that she had nothing left to fight with when the tumors grew back (surprise surprise!). When she asked doctors why they don't just cut out the new tumors, they responded by explaining to her that she basically had no vital organ strength left and that they had somewhat turned to mush, so she wouldn't be able to withstand more surgical removal of tumors.<br /><br />This beautiful, vibrant, loving woman was reduced to a guinea pig by our medical establishment just like any other person who gives in to conventional medicine without first turning to strengthening the immune system. It really made me sad to learn that she didn't arm herself with knowledge first, so she could find alternative methods to live rather than die so young.<br /><br />Knowledge really is power. Applied knowledge is even more powerful. Knowing your choices is so important, not when it's too late, but now. If you haven't read my book <span style="font-style: italic;">"I Have a Choice?!" </span>please pick up or order a copy and arm yourself with knowledge before it's too late.<br /><br />Be blessed and be healthy.<br />BeraDr. Berahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13192288266157591510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189853552282178594.post-86132072469759157742010-01-18T12:05:00.000-08:002010-01-18T15:10:21.511-08:00<span style="font-family: arial;">OMG, where'd 2009 go? I was so busy doing everything but blogging that I missed nearly two entire years. And there's so much to talk about.<br /><br />Where do we start? First, happy 2010, and I don't mean two thousand ten, since I've been recently told that this is politically incorrect......... rather, happy twenty ten! That taken care of, now let us proceed to the news.<br /><br />For those of you who ask, yes, we still have our precious little rescues, from those without sight to those who have diabetes to those who have less than perfect little legs, or bladder stones, or deafness or seizures............ which means that we humans never get out of the "pen" together. <br /><br />We still look forward to building our special-needs sanctuary and expect to start the work on it this year. Of course we're still doing other construction projects as well, which is how we feed our rescues.<br /><br />This last year has been, like all other years, especially educational. Living through losses continues to be a challenge. One from which we're willing to learn, since that is how we can continue to grow.<br /><br />This year has already been eye opening and promises to be a great year. There's so much I want to share with you regarding our extended use of noni juice, coconut oil and vitamin D3, which I will do in my next blog. <br /><br />There's also some new music coming out; for you jazz lovers, I'm writing lyrics for Lanny Aplanalp, a very fine saxophonist and composer, and we look forward to putting together an album later this year.<br /><br />Now, however, it's time to vent frustrations and kick in a few walls. Oh, all right, we're doing demo work and you gotta tear down the walls to put up new ones. No violence involved, at least not unnecessary violence.<br /><br />Talk with you soon. I'd love to hear from you, and if you have any info you want me to post regarding specific foods or supplements that I might have knowledge about, I'll be happy to lead you in the right direction. <br /><br />Have a great day and b-r-e-a-t-h-e..........................</span><span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"><span class="moz-smiley-s1"><span> :-)</span></span></span>Dr. Berahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13192288266157591510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189853552282178594.post-21167612043009609552008-01-28T15:01:00.000-08:002008-01-28T15:18:44.887-08:00A Special Note from Shania & Heather from the BASTIS Furry Gang"I want him!" <br /><br />"Well, I want him! He's cute, and he's my type."<br /><br />"How do you know? You're blind!"<br /><br />"So are you! I can just tell, the way he talks on his blog at http://www.bark-n-blog.com."<br /><br />"Well, I heard about him from his Mama, Kim, first, so I have first dibs."<br /><br />In case anyone else wants to know what we're talking about, it's Shadrach, and he's a stud-muffin. Kim runs the websites and radio programs listed below that are all about taking care of guys like us. Our mom has met Kim; now we're trying to wrangle an introduction to Shadrach. I mean, c'mon, our brothers are all of 50 pounds total for the four of 'em. <br /><br />http://www.aspenbloompetcare.com/<br /><br />http://www.animaltalknaturally.com/<br /><br />http://www.atngonewild.com/<br /><br /><br />Seriously, check into the websites and weekly radio programs that feature health and the human-animal bond that this amazing veterinary naturopathic doctor Kim Bloomer has put together. She's got so much valuable information it's mind-boggling! Mom says to know her is to love her.<br /><br />By the way, Shadrach, we're really cute! Why don't you give us a call sometime! Later.....Dr. Berahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13192288266157591510noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189853552282178594.post-64180628538407375602008-01-28T12:28:00.000-08:002008-02-05T11:09:38.155-08:00Notes from the BASTIS Foundation Bed of Directors<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hi, Everybody!<br /><br />In case you didn't know it, we're a furry gang of six canine kids. Our mom and dad help run a non-profit foundation and we're on the bed of directors for BASTIS Foundation, a non-profit educational health foundation that provides lots of helpful information for us animals and our people out there.<br /><br /> We demand a lot of our folks, and sometimes we feel like they don't have enough time for us individually. Of course we let them know that we're displeased by peeing in the house; yeah, that's right, we show 'em!<br /><br /> But recently we became aware of the fact that there are only 24 hours in a day, and there's only so much our silly human companions can do for us. After all, when we first wake up in the morning, every one of us expects a major belly rub. And we don't mean just a little one -- we're talking some true cuddling and loving time here, folks! Plus, since we live in a rural area where there are lots of ticks, mom checks us out head to toe each morning. Yeah, it's pretty annoying, but she thinks it's necessary. So we put up with it. Sigh.............<br /><br /> Then, of course, we want to go outside and play for a bit before we eat. Mom has to take diapers off Shania and Chachi, since they're both incontinent (shhhhhh, don't tell anyone!). After all, no one wants to go outside in diapers! So we go and play with our chew toys and our squeaker toys. And we bark at the neighbors. We chase each other and use up a bit of our wild energy. Of course this makes us very hungry! And Mom has the audacity to make us wait for our breakfast while she takes a shower. Geez, she could take one next year instead of when we want to eat!<br /><br /> When we come in from playing, Mom has to make new diapers for Shania and Chachi, enough for the day, so we can go in and out and play (and take care of our bodily necessities). Once we're back inside, we start the process of moaning and groaning and begging for our food, just in case Mom's forgotten that we really ARE hungry. She, meanwhile, is cutting up some raw meat and fresh organic vegetables for us, and getting our marrow bones out and ready for later in the day for us to chew on and keep our teeth clean. After she fills our bowls with our wonderful raw food, she adds supplements for each of us, according to our needs. Chachi is blind and diabetic, so he needs extra supplements to help him keep his insulin levels stable, and eye supplements as well. Zeus also gets the eye supps. The others of us just need good food and supplements like colostrum, vital greens, noni, some fish oil, and several other things that seem to keep us feeling great. Breakfast is one of our favorite times of the day. Treats are another. And, of course, there's dinner - mmmmmmmmmm! Oh, yeah, we also get fresh filtered water every day with some vitamin C & MSM in it to help keep our teeth strong.<br /><br /> Once we're done with breakfast, we're pretty content. Another trip outside and we're good! Then Mom let's us go to the office with her. She's there every day working on a new chapter for her upcoming book, a sequel to <span style="font-style: italic;">I Have a Choice?!</span> This is a book all about health and doggies and all sorts of good stuff, like her last one. We wish she'd finish it up so we could have more time with her, but hey, we'll take what we can get! She also gives health consultations to other doggies and their people, and lately we've seen some cats coming in to our abode. One of them hissed at us bigtime this week, but we showed them who was boss with our barks. We're louder, hah!<br /><br />We take off from the office and we get to go back into the house. Of course Mom's there to annoy us again by brushing our teeth right when we should be resting. Lately she's been using Petzlife tooth gel & spray - we kinda like the salmon-flavored tooth gel, but we still put up a fuss so she won't know it. By this time it's our siesta time. Each one of us has to submit to her silliness. Then she pulls out that big ol' brush and brushes each of our coats. 'Enough is enough, Mom,' we tell her, but she just tells us to chill and deal with it. Yadayadayada, we know there are dogs in the pound that don't have it as good as we do, but we've got to put up a fuss so it doesn't seem too easy for her. Actually, we know that we've got it good, because we all were rescued from the pound. It was the song <span style="font-style: italic;">Voices Calling You</span> from Mom's CD <span style="font-style: italic;">Voice for a Choice!</span> that got the last 3 of us rescued, thanks to our departed friend Scooch, who haunted Mom until she wrote the song.<br /><br />So, even though I haven't mentioned much that Mom gets done for us throughout her day, she still never manages to eat breakfast before noon. Oh, well, who cares, as long as she doesn't wait until then to feed us!<br /><br />In the afternoon we get to go out for more exercise, but most of us can't go out on leashes, the way Cesar Millan suggests. Three of us have had badly broken legs or were born without kneecaps or hip joints, 3 of us are blind, and one of us (she's almost 14, but she doesn't like anybody to know her age, so don't tell!) is so spooked by a leash that Mom just runs her around the yard. She lived almost 10 years in a cage in a puppy mill, so she's the only one who sports a tattoo on her ear. She's really coming out of her shell, now, and finally enjoying her life! </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />Lately it's been pretty cold, and we haven't wanted to stay out long. Except when we're eating our marrow bones. They kinda make you forget the cold. Kinda. But we really like hanging out on our folks' bed in the afternoon, so we can enjoy our siesta time. But we don't let the clock reach 6:00 before we're barking up a storm for our dinner. Yum, more raw meat and veggies. Just what the doctor ordered. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />Once we've had our dinner, we just like to mellow out in front of a roaring fire (well, obviously we're talking about the wintertime!) and hang with our folks. Mom is strange -- she sings, so she likes t.v. shows that have singing competitions and stuff like that. We don't let the folks listen to <span style="font-style: italic;">The Dog Whisperer</span> too much because we like to bark at the dogs on the show. But they turn the volume up, anyway. They think they're gonna get us trained. Yeah, right! But hey, all in all, our lives are pretty darn good here. Better than that old pound!<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We'll be talking with you again, soon, folks. Hey, this blogging is fun, eh?<br /></span>Dr. Berahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13192288266157591510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189853552282178594.post-11533452773539553702008-01-24T11:46:00.000-08:002008-01-24T11:52:36.295-08:00Treat 'em Right; Feed 'em Right!<span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Don'tcha wish your momma fed you like me? Don'tcha? Don'tcha? We're healthy, hearty children who love to play and be loved, and treated right. We eat raw food every day, and play in the sunshine. Life is good for us here in New Mexico. Come visit us sometime, folks! Have you heard that we're helping build a sanctuary for special-needs animals just like us? It's gonna be so awesome. We'll be holding seminars, workshops and retreats for everyone with dogs so they can learn how to be healthy and happy like us! Yahoo!!! We hope to hear from y'all soon!<br /><br />Love from the BASTIS Foundation Bed of Directors/furry gang<br /><br /><br /></span></span>Dr. Berahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13192288266157591510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189853552282178594.post-14798690471637302602008-01-18T12:37:00.000-08:002008-01-28T15:45:51.788-08:00Comments from Scooch<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU1pJjioezMcBOufijFXbv8iYfE3xKj5_JFoYkubRmiw4ev0G32wIx35ofz_lHx557w5m2Se4hyS8cwUg5SUswV9LTw483vnpd8aYO6oNZPnpt9WL8rvisz4LkERn_tbdHLmNVQitXDps/s1600-h/P4200009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU1pJjioezMcBOufijFXbv8iYfE3xKj5_JFoYkubRmiw4ev0G32wIx35ofz_lHx557w5m2Se4hyS8cwUg5SUswV9LTw483vnpd8aYO6oNZPnpt9WL8rvisz4LkERn_tbdHLmNVQitXDps/s320/P4200009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160677738707784626" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Yahoo! Mom & Aunt Claudia are finally getting back to work on their second book. It's an update about Tom DoRight and Dr. Feelgood and what's new in their lives. Lots of good advice coming our way. Yeah!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And this time they've got a lot more natural-health information coming out for us animals. I'm so excited. I wish they'd hurry up and finish the edit and get it out there for us! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">There's a recent article from PETA I think you guys need to see. I used to ask my mom (Dr. Bera) to support them, but then I found out they don't really believe in having animals in their homes, and I love living with my humans. Read for yourselves:<br /><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div> <div><b>Subject:</b> [AZPetLaw] PETA Killed 97 Percent of 'Companion Animals' in 2006, According to VDACS</div> <div><br /></div><!--~-|**|PrettyHtmlStartT|**|-~--> <div id="ygrp-mlmsg" style="width: 655px; position: relative;"> <div id="ygrp-msg" style="padding: 0px 15px 0px 0px; z-index: 1; float: left; width: 490px;"><!--~-|**|PrettyHtmlEndT|**|-~--> <div id="ygrp-text"> <p><a href="http://www.earthtimes.org/articles/show/news_press_release,254006.shtml">http://www.earthtim<wbr>es.org/articles/<wbr>show/news_<wbr>press_release,<wbr>254006.shtml</a><br />Posted : Thu, 10 Jan 2008 16:05:23 GMT<br />Author : Center for Consumer Freedom<br />Category : PressRelease<br /><br />WASHINGTON, Jan. 10 /PRNewswire-<wbr>USNewswire/ -- An official report from<br />People for The Ethical Treatment of Animals (PETA), submitted nine<br />months after a Virginia government agency's deadline, shows that the<br />animal rights group put to death more than 97 percent of the dogs,<br />cats, and other pets it took in for adoption in 2006. During that year,<br />the well-known animal rights group managed to find adoptive homes for<br />just 12 pets. The nonprofit Center for Consumer Freedom (CCF) is<br />calling on PETA to either end its hypocritical angel-of-death program,<br />or stop its senseless condemnation of Americans who believe it's<br />perfectly ethical to use animals for food, clothing, and critical<br />medical research.<br /><br />Not counting animals PETA held only temporarily in its spay-neuter<br />program, the organization took in 3,061 "companion animals" in 2006, of<br />which it killed 2,981. According to Virginia's Department of<br />Agriculture and Consumer Services (VDACS), the average euthanasia rate<br />for humane societies in the state was just 34.7 percent in 2006. PETA<br />killed 97.4 percent of the animals it took in. The organization filed<br />its 2006 report this month, nine months after the VDACS deadline of<br />March 31, 2007.<br /><br />"Pet lovers should be outraged," said CCF Director of Research David<br />Martosko. "There are thousands of worthwhile animal shelters that <br />deserve Americans' support. PETA is not one of them."<br /><br />In courtroom testimony last year, a PETA manager acknowledged that her <br />organization maintains a large walk-in freezer for storing dead <br />animals, and that PETA contracts with a Virginia cremation service to <br />dispose of the bodies. In that trial, two PETA employees were convicted <br />of dumping dead animals in a rural North Carolina trash dumpster.<br /><br />Today in Southampton County, Virginia, another PETA employee will face<br />felony charges in a dog-napping case. Andrea Florence Benoit Harris was<br />arrested in late 2006 for allegedly abducting a hunting dog and<br />attempting to transport it to PETA's Norfolk headquarters.<br /><br />"PETA raised over $30 million last year," Martosko added, "and it's<br />using that money to kill the only flesh-and-blood animals its employees<br />actually see. The scale of PETA's hypocrisy is simply staggering."<br /><br />To speak with a spokesman contact Tim Miller at 202-463-7112.<br /><br />For more information about PETA's massive euthanasia program, visit<br /><a href="http://www.petakillsanimals.com/">http://www.petakill<wbr>sanimals.<wbr>com/.</a><br /><br />Center for Consumer Freedom<br /><br />Copyright © 2007 PR Newswire. All rights reserved.</p><span style="font-size:130%;">_____________________________________________________<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Most of the time I promise to keep it positive, and keep you informed about the goings-on at BASTIS Foundation and how you can be involved with us if you want to, but the information in this post seemed important enough that I thought you should all have a chance to know about it. Ok, that's all for now. Talk with you all again, soon. And on that note, lotsa love to you all, in spirit, I am, Scooch.</span><br /><br /><br /></span></div></div></div>Dr. Berahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13192288266157591510noreply@blogger.com0