HALP! HALP! I'm out of cat food!

This, just in. If you're in the area of Dinwiddie VA (Below Richmond VA), a
dog got lost in transport!!

Doris  wrote:

PLEASE CROSS POST

DOG LOST FROM TRANSPORT IN Dinwiddie VA (Below Richmond VA)

She is a Miniature Schnauzer. 
She has on no collar. She is a Mill Dog and was being 
transported to her Foster Home.

If you can help look for her now in Dinwiddie VA or know of
anyone that can help please call Bonnie at 609 206-5268

Thank you,
Board of PuppyMill Rescue.com 

...another ass wipe onto the nice green Duvet!

Thank you, Nicky!

Last night LuLu was reunited with her brother, Sammy. Our Director, had Sammy in foster care at her home, but Sammy wasn't doing too well on his own and I realized that LuLu, though making progress, was suffering from something, as well. She was friendly to me but she was just limp. She didn't play much, if at all. I couldn't get her to eat unless I sat with her. Clearly, something was wrong, but I feared she was ill.

I called M. and she was having the same concerns with her foster kitten. We both agreed to reunite the kittens as soon as possible. Within a few hours, the kittens were back together in my home.

I was VERY pleased to see that after a quick hiss, the kittens knew each other and snuggled up right away. I saw huge changes in LuLu. First, she ate for me. Once she saw Sammy gobbling up food, she joined him and they both ate well.

This morning, LuLu wanted to PLAY! She gained so much confidence, just overnight that I was stunned. Clearly, she needed her brother. Just being there, gave her the freedom to quickly dash in and out of her dog crate to play outside the crate walls. She climbed a bit and used one of the cardboard scratchers. She seemed to truly be enjoying herself, while her brother calmly looked on.

This is the sort of thing I live for-knowing I'm helping make a difference in getting a kitten off to a good start. Now, I feel like I can make some progress on the road to getting these two a forever home!

This is my Mother, Judith. She was one of a kind.

Happy Mother's Day, Mother.

We just got back from visiting OC. He's doing well and his back is healing nicely. He hasn't had his dental yet, but will soon. We gave him a mousey toy covered in cat nip (of course!), which he liked to sniff, but he certainly preferred being petted or held. He has a quiet, but sweet purr.

It's too early to make any declarations that OC is spoken for, but, at least, a potential adopter is considering coming to visit him today! Cross your paws or fingers for OC. Hope he finds his way to a loving home soon!

I just wanted to update everyone and let you know that I don't have any word on Orange Cat today. I'm very pleased that so many folks have written, expressing their love and concern for both OC and his former owner. It's just one of thousands of sad stories across this country, but that doesn't diminish the sharp pain of this situation for all involved.

I can tell you that OC was slated to have his broken tooth removed yesterday. Not sure if that was done yet or not. I can also add that I'll be going over to pick up some meds for my kitties today, so I will stop by and visit OC while I'm there-if I won't be in the way.

Until then, I'll keep hoping we find a good home for this sweet kitty. Please contact me if you want to know more about how you can adopt or foster Orange Cat!

This is one of the saddest things I've ever read. I can feel this person's pain in giving up their companion, Scotch. They must have really been in a tough place to have to make such a decision. At least he or she was compassionate enough to hope that by leaving their cat in a crate by the door of my Vet's office that he would take in this homeless cat and give him the care and shelter he desperately needs. I'm really proud of everyone at my Vet's office for going out of their way to give this guy the medical attention and love he needs.

I realize you could look at this note and think that the person who wrote it was cruel, but I don't believe that. I believe they didn't realize they could ask for help and that there are many people who could have stepped in so this person didn't have to lose their beloved friend.

If I could talk to this person, I'd tell them that their cat is being looked after. His broken tooth will be removed and his bad allergies to something are being treated. In good time and with any luck, he'll be looking great and feeling great, too. If you had to surrender your cat, at least you did what you could to be kind to him, as it's obvious this cat has known love.

Orange Cat, as he is called now, perked up when I first met him. He started to "knead" the floor of his cage before I even petted him. I'm told he would rather be petted than play with any toy. He seems to be very mellow and sweet. He even "chatted" with me a bit when I spoke to him.

Orange Cat is between 8-9 years old. Is neutered and UTD on his shots. He's being treated for dermatitis, which may or may not be something his new owner will have to work with. Other than that, he's robust and sweet and outgoing.

Let's find this Good Boy a home. If you'd like to know more about Orange Cat, or make arrangements to meet him, please use the "Contact Robin Here" link on the bottom left of this page. Orange Cat is located in western CT.

This is my little wild child, LuLu. She's one of five kittens born to a very feral Mama. I don't know the details, but perhaps because Mama wouldn't let anyone NEAR her babies, all the kittens are throwing
hissy fits when humans get close.

Mama has been spayed and released to a loving caretaker, who'll look after her needs for the rest of her life. We've been trying to socialize MaMa's offspring, but they aren't havin' NONE of that!

In hopes that we can turn some of them around, our Director removed the sole female and brought her to me. She seemed the best of the "worst"-having the most potential to be successfully socialized. Her brothers are being worked with, too, but they are so fractious, it doesn't look good. It's Tough Love Boot Camp time!

I don't like to separate kittens, but this little one is already about 10 weeks old. She was spayed yesterday and if I'm going to turn her around, it better be soon. I'm pleased to say that she's already become more relaxed with us and she's even started to purr.

Okay, Sam got her to purr FIRST, but only after I got her warmed up good!

Sadly, LuLu's brothers will probably be released to the same property where their Mama is living. We have some very awesome socializers who feel that they just can't get through to these fellas. It's a shame. LuLu may be the only one of the litter who stands a good chance of living a comfortable life with a good family. Ultimately it's up to her. We'll see how things unfold.

It's been less than a week since I saw a "Tweet" (less than 140 character update) from one of my contacts on Twitter. The message was a desperate plea for rescue groups or potential adopters to get their asses down to Georgia, where KILL-Shelters are everywhere and many animals had less than 24 hours to live.

I couldn't sleep for thinking of the PUPPIES, litters of KITTENS, frightened adults, that are all either dead by now or on death row, with only days to go before their time is up, too.

Even though I have a level of awareness about these conditions, I realize I can't fix it by myself, so I tell myself it's just going to happen and I have to accept it. But just because I can't fix it myself, doesn't mean I can't do MORE to fix it.

The big question here is HOW do we FIX this problem? Is the answer to outlaw KILL shelters? Sounds good to me. When do we, as a country, say to ourselves, this has GOT TO STOP. THE KILLING HAS TO END HERE AND NOW. It is NOT acceptable to kill animals solely with the excuse that there's no room, no homes, nothing we can do. Once we reach that point, the killing stops, until then, does it really help to offload the crowded shelters where they DO euthanize or does it just give them more vacancies to fill and more animals on the list to be killed next?

I honestly don't know. I'd like to know what other folks think about this. The people who work at these hellacious places-how do they LIVE with themselves? What have they told themselves so that they can look in the mirror in the morning and not hate what they see? I can't imagine a worse job. I have a great deal of compassion for their suffering. Personally, I don't think...no, I know; I couldn't live if I had to kill animals for a living.

So I was ready to drive to Georgia and grab a handful of animals. It would be like taking a grain of sand off a mountaintop. Instead, I spoke with some very nice ladies at Kat5. They have the know-how to do animal transporting and together we're going to come up with a plan to begin rescuing some litters of kittens. It won't happen overnight, but it will happen.

Our group here in town will partner with Kat5 and depending on resources will aim on being a helping hand to the KILL Shelters during our slow months. That way we continue to help our community and extend ourselves whenever possible. I'll take on as many foster kittens as I can. It'll never be enough, but it's something.

We're also setting up to do our first transport of kittens from another struggling group in NY state. They rescue animals from kill shelters, too, so even though our first group will be from NY, the lives are no less important.

If I hadn't read that one Tweet, I'd be sitting in my foster room with a single feral kitten who needs socializing, thinking I'm doing my part. I realize now, that I'm not even close to doing my part. I have to find ways to do more, be more effective and save more lives.

...Cause baby, that's what it's all about. Getting the chance to live a decent life, with a good family, a warm, full belly and a heart full of joy.