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Aww, it’ll be okay little one

This little one I call Blossom was here maybe 3 days ago but was returned because she fell behind again.  Her 5 litter mates are twice her size, stronger, faster and  squeeze her out so she’s back being bottle fed.


I call the kitten Blossom because she has made huge strides to overcome her odds. She’s got a great determination to thrive so we’re going to do the best we can to support this spirit of hers. Continue reading ‘Aww, it’ll be okay little one’

Kittens and Puppy Mill Rescues

The little premature kittens born on the 6th have been able to join a healthy litter with a nursing mother. The new mother had 4 healthy babies and has accepted the premature orphans. It’s a wonderful thing to see one cat pick up and take on motherhood when another cat wasn’t able to. Nature is a beautiful thing. The new mother lifted the babies into her box, cleaned and suckled them as her own. It was wonderful.

Tomorrow afternoon I’ll begin to foster a 6 year old Yorkie named Felicity. She was one of 90 Yorkshire Terriers removed from a puppy mill in Missouri in 2009. She’s come a long way since then. When she was first removed she was in terrible condition but she’s a survivor, a wonderful girl about to spend time with me.

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Four Precious Souls

I woke today with Mary Jane at my feet. It was good to see her there. Despite the fact that this is the second night in a row I’ve awakened screaming I still just got up and started moving as if the night wasn’t horrible. I don’t know, I just felt good is all, I’m sure the change in weather has something to do with it. Man I love spring!

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Gustave Gets A Boy

My little buddy went to his new home yesterday. I say little buddy but his last measurements were 29 inches from his back to the floor and 67 inches from nose to tail. I doubt he was little at birth! So anyway, the home he went to is with a 10 year old little boy and his mother. What I like about the woman is that she wanted specific things from a dog. She wanted a huge dog, male and one that would sleep next to her at night but be gentle enough to play with her son. She needed a dog she could trust alone in the house without destroying things or trying to kill the cat, she has two. What I like about her is she didn’t just want a dog, she needed a dog. There’s a huge difference between wanting and needing. She had specific things she needed from the dog. I really like that she didn’t want just anything.

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40 Shades of Red

Wow, yeah, that was uncomfortable. Thursday my supervisor called and said she would be here to drop off a few things and to work with Mary Jane. When she got here I had to go fetch MJ who was in my second bedroom where my computer is. Here’s where it gets odd.

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Gustave

I though Gus was allergic to himself but it turns out he’s actually allergic to everything except himself. Let him eat something tossed in the yard by a neighbor and its over for him, rash, itching, unhappy dog. Laugh if you will, I think he’s also allergic to the cat. Heck, I’m allergic to cats but I never dreamed dogs could be allergic to them.

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Hope and White Frogs

One of the things frogs are good for is escaping their enclosure. They’ll find the smallest hole to jump out of then next thing you know you find a dried up body someplace. Well, the other day when I woke I did my routine critter head count and found  the  albino clawed frog had escaped overnight. I looked all around for her with no success until finally I settled on the probability that Mary Jane found the frog and did her kitty thing on it. I tried to put it out of my head because I didn’t want to think about if she suffered or not. It may ‘just’ be a frog to some but this is my pet we’re talking about. To think of what could have been done to her was a bit much so I tried to put it out of my head.

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