Saturday, February 9, 2008
I started this blog for animals and pets of all kinds. It's not just about rescuing animals although I feel strongly about that. This blog is also to spread information and to relive memories of pets I've owned. Anything about animals is fair game.
Some memories are best left undisturbed but I suppose they always churn to the surface at some point in time. Which is why I tell this story now.I'll shorten it for your sake but it is a true story.
I've mentioned my sister a couple of times and I always believed her to be a true animal lover as was my dad and myself. She has lived in the country since she left home at age 16 and has always rescued strays. She would have as many animals as room would allow.
Then, five years ago, something happened which made me see my sister in a whole new light. It wasn't pleasant. We have not spoken in 5 years and, unfortunately, it's all because of her animals.
I owned my house which I lived in and I had inherited one. My sister called me one day and asked for a place to stay for a while so I let her live in my inherited house rent free. I didn't think anymore about it.
About two weeks later she left. Not a word to me. The next thing I knew I was receiving a call from a neighbor asking me what I was going to do about the dogs. "What dogs?"
Sure enough, I go check and there are 4 dogs in a pen in my backyard. No shelter from the rain and only a little food. I called my sister about them and she claimed her son was feeding them and she'd get them when she could. I called my mother who told me no one was feeding the dogs because they hadn't known my sister was gone either. She had made no arrangements with them to care for the dogs.
To shorten the story further the neighbors called Animal Control who came and picked up the dogs. My sister went ballistic, cursed me out, and has not spoken to me since.
She never was one to take responsibility for her actions so I'll leave her be. I suppose I'm still in shock because I thought she loved animals too. Her actions speak much louder than words.
Friday, February 8, 2008
I found this blog today called Animals Need Help and love it.
It's a non profit blog for prevention of cruelty to animals.
Why are so many pets in animal shelters?
10 ways to stop animal cruelty.
There's so much more information. Don't miss out.
Adopt a pet in New York City
February is National Pet Dental Health Month
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
" A new association called the National Association of Pet Rescue Professionals (NAPRP) provides tools, forms, graphics, and information to help those who are working with dog or cat rescue, humane societies, or animal shelters raise more money, provide adopter education, and save more pets lives.
The new association is in its "prelaunch" phase until March 20 when the membership area of the Web site (http://www.naprp.com) goes online. During the prelaunch, people can apply for membership and join at a special introductory price."
Want to know more about house rabbits? Here's the place.
Bunny photos, news,training, and much,much more.
I found a new (to me) blog yesterday and love it. It's a blog about homeless animals and helping them get adopted but there's so much more.
There's information on reasons to adopt adult shelter dogs, adopting a rescue dog, and an adoption gallery. Such sweet faces.
Check out the word-of-blog network and the link exchange. You won't be disappointed.
This newspaper in Chattanooga, Tn. has an interesting article also.
"Tennessee’s worst animal abusers could have their names, address and photos posted on a state Web site, much like convicted sex offenders, if state legislators approve.
The Senate Judiciary Committee is expected to vote Tuesday on the Tennessee Animal Abuser Registration, Tracking and Verification Act of 2008."
I hope they vote the way I would.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
As I was writing my post about goats yesterday I had a wonderful memory caress my mind. Those are the best kind I think.
When I was about 13 I went out into our front yard and there stood a goat eating the leaves off a tree. My sister and I became very excited and ran to tell our dad. He said he'd put the goat in the back yard and try to find the owner.
While my dad was making phone calls my sister and I were petting Billy and he loved it. By the time our dad came back we had named the goat Billy. We wanted to keep him but our dad said he didn't belong to us.
Time passed and no owner could be found. We were relieved. You should have seen the looks we got when we put Old Billy's leash on him and took him for walks. Billy, of course, loved his walks and was always well-behaved.
One thing Billy loved was rabbit food. We had two rabbits and their food was kept on the back porch. Old Billy would get out and head straight for the rabbit food and start eating. He also loved banana peels.
I can't remember why we called him Old Billy because he wasn't old but I do remember the day that our dad said Old Billy had to go live in the country. It seems the neighbors were complaining about the smell.
My sister and I never forgot Billy and I'm happy thinking of him now. I hope Old Billy had a long, good life. He certainly enriched ours.
Monday, February 4, 2008
It always amazes me when I surf the Web and run across things I never knew existed. For instance, when I became a fan of Jericho, the drama series on CBS, I met many people who may be called Survivalists. They fascinated me because I had thought of survivalists as strange people. I was wrong.
I'm smarter now and realize how important it is to have advance preparation for many types of disasters. Not only would there be a need for food, shelter, water, and more in case of a disaster but what about our pets?
If you own a goat or goats here's the website for you. Goatworld.com is prepared. They offer an Emergency Evacuation Network to keep goats and livestock safe in case of disaster. There's a list of volunteers who will assist you if the need arises for your animals to need shelter.
For tons of goat information click here.
And, remember Season 2 of Jericho begins Feb. 12 on CBS.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
For some reason I was reminded today of a dog my sister and I had when we were growing up. Lady was a beautiful, loving bulldog and we loved her as much as she loved us.
Lady made us laugh. We lived in a small subdivision then and there wasn't much traffic. Lady's favorite place to lay down for a nap was in the middle of the street. Nothing we said or did could change that. Everybody knew her so they'd drive up, blow their horn, and she'd get up and move to let them by.
One day she didn't move fast enough and a car tapped her leg and broke it. We thought that would be the end of her naps in the street but she went right back to her old ways before her leg even healed.
She would often follow us to school which was about 3 miles away. The teacher would call my dad and he'd come pick her up. She never stopped doing that either. She'd follow us at least three days a week.
Lady lived a long, happy life. The day came, of course, when she passed away in her sleep. Yes, she was laying in the middle of her street when it happened.
We still remember Lady with love.
This is not Lady but sure comes close.