Saturday, August 30, 2008
Sarah Palin, the recently appointed VP of McCain, is the Governor of Alaska.
She has allowed the aerial gunning of wolves and a practice called "denning" whereby a family of wolves in a den is stalked, watched, and when the adults come out, they are shot. The little pups are then shot in the head by the Wildlife service.
"This woman, whether credible or not, is dangerous. We need to get the word out hard, fast and repeatedly to every animal loving republican we know that Ms. Palin offers $150 for left forelegs of wolves.
As a dog lover, I can tell you this more than disgusts me. Her beauty queen exterior belies her cruel interior."
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
This is a must read. It absolutely broke my heart.
"You bought a house! You finally had a yard so you decided it was time for a dog. You chose me out of all the other dogs. As a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and I made you laugh. You called me your baby and carried me closely. Despite some chewed boxer shorts and a few broken mini-blinds, I became your best friend. Whenever I was “bad,” you’d shake your finger at me and ask “How could you?” but then you’d relent, and roll me over for a bellyrub.
My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your secret dreams. I remember running in your new, big backyard. I believed that life could not be any more perfect. We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, and BBQs. I took long naps in the backyard sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.
Gradually, you began spending more time at work to get paid for overtime. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through the bill-paying frustrations and the debt collector's calls. I never chided you about bad decisions, I never cared about your FICA score, and I never threatened to garnish your wages or repossess your car.
The letters kept coming. The phone kept ringing. Your employer froze wages and stopped giving overtime. Your new second job helped, but is wasn't enough. You stroked me kindly when they took away the car. You told me you'd buy us a new one and that everything would be OK.
Then the bank took the house."
Please read the rest of the story.
Monday, August 25, 2008
"It's going to be great, especially since my son and Summer are very close." -Brandon Wells, a Marine separated from his dog
When Brandon Wells dropped his dog Summer off at an animal-rescue shelter in California, he knew she would be taken care of.
But the United States Marine Corps sergeant never expected the pet, who was too lame to travel with his family after he was transferred from a base in San Diego to Jacksonville, to find her way back to him.
Today, after being shuttled across the country in a sort of relay by people associated with the rescue group, Double S Animal Rescue & Sanctuary Inc., in Warner Springs, Calif., Summer will be reunited with Wells' family in Eastern North Carolina.
He was looking forward to having her back."
"It's going to be great, especially since my son and Summer are very close," he said. "It's just really good that everyone took care of her the way they did."