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Rockford;
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Stuey;
Buddy Update;
Walk-A-Thon Weekend;
East Coast ANML-RESQ;
Death Row;
Lock-Down;
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It's that time of year again. School is out for the summer and the children will be on vacation.

I know you parents are all looking forward to a wonderful summer of fun and sun with your children. But, we all know that children get bored after a week or two and sometimes it's difficult to think of fun things to do that don't cost an arm and a leg.

Have you ever considered volunteering at your local shelter? Shelters are always looking for people that can help walk their dogs as their daily walk is often the ONLY time these dogs get to see the "outside world" while confined at the shelter. The dogs look forward to this time of day because it gives them a chance to bond with humans, get some much needed socialization and it gives them a chance to stretch their legs and use some of their energy. It is also a good time for you to teach your children the importance and responsibility - owning a pet. Most importantly though ... you will be the "highlight" of the dogs day. Walk-time is always their favourite time of day and often times shelters are short of dog-walkers, so unfortunately, some doggies don't get out for walks.

I think it is a wonderful opportunity to teach your children responsibility and at the same time you are giving a dog the opportunity to "be a dog" and teach them some social skills at the same time. It is a win-win situation; all around.

If you are looking for a little something different to keep your children occupied this summer, please consider applying to your local shelter as a volunteer. You will NOT regret it and you will be helping your local shelter and community in an area that is often times overlooked.

I wish you all a safe and happy summer! Happy dog-walking (-;

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Jun 26/08

Car Wash ... Dog Wash ... Pet-i-Cure? 
It has been another crazy-busy week here at ANML-RESQ. We are working diligently on applications for Buddy and we are finally narrowing down the applications. I can, really, say Buddy is a VERY popular little fellow. We have had SO many wonderful applications for him, it will be hard to make the final decision. I hope to make an announcement that Buddy has been adopted soon. 

I know how hard Buddy's foster home has been working with him to get Buddy ready to go and we are SO proud of his foster mom, Allie. This girl has gone "above and beyond" to help many foster pups find their forever homes. In the very short time she has been with us, Allie has been a tremendous help, always offering assistance. I wish we had at least 10 more foster homes like her! 

We will be busy again this weekend with another transport to the Owen Sound Animal Shelter. It is always a surprise to meet the "lucky ones" that have been given a second chance by the Owen Sound Animal Shelter. ALL of these dogs are SO deserving and we are thankful that there are no-kill shelters like the Owen Sound Animal Shelter that give these sweethearts a safe place to stay until their forever families find them.

I am also looking forward to a FUN day, tomorrow, Friday June 27th - I will be helping the Owen Sound Animal Shelter with their Car/Dog Wash at Grey Motors near Owen Sound. I thought I would be washing cars, but, LUCKY ME! ... I get the pleasure of washing dogs! Woohoooo ... I can't wait (-:

So, if your vehicle needs washing, come join us for some fun. Don't forget to bring your dog too! There will be lots to see and do ... prizes, raffles, Mix 106 guess appearances and an "all around" great time. For more information ...>

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Jun 25/08

Morning After
The morning after my "bear sighting", we heard from several of our neighbours that they had also had visits from the bear. 

It turns out that this was a female and she was traveling with her cub. Thank God the dogs were safely locked in the house. My worst fear is that the dogs would try to protect us and be hurt badly or killed defending us. A mother bear with a cub can be extremely dangerous, especially if you come between mother and cub, or if she perceives you as a threat to her baby. I hope this mother will soon move on to a less human populated area. We love the wildlife we share this earth with and I don't want to see mother bear OR her baby shot because they are a nuisance or a threat.

I also wanted to share the update on the two Beagle/Bassett puppies that we helped transport to the Owen Sound Animal Shelter on Saturday. They have BOTH been adopted!

  

I knew these cuties would not last long ... they were irresistible (-: It turns out they arrived JUST in time to join the Owen Sound Animal Shelter's 1st Annual Mutt Strutt

I remember talking with Sandy when I arrived at the Shelter and she mentioned these two babies would probably be joining everyone for the walk. I remember laughing and telling Sandy that whoever gets the privilege of walking these two characters will probably end up "carrying" them most of the way ... and sure enough, that's exactly what happened! lol 

Way to go Winston and Shorty! You obviously made a HUGE impression at the Mutt Strutt, which landed you both a wonderful home! What a GREAT way to start the week!

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Jun 24/08

Lock-Down
It was around 8 pm, I had just switched Sassy and Tegra around and I was in the kitchen preparing a late supper. As Tegra was heading out the back door for a romp, I had this weird feeling in my gut and happened to look out the side window. There ... looking straight at me was a HUGE black bear! My heart jumped into my throat ... OMG ... what am I going to do? What if he breaks into the house? All I could think of was to GET MY CAMERA! What awesome shots I could get! Then my thoughts turned back to Tegra and I had to drag her back into the house (she had been half-way out the doggy door). By the time I had locked down the door and grabbed my camera, the bear was gone )-:

It took a few seconds for the fear to really set in! I got on the phone and called my husband and told him that whatever he was doing, drop it and ... GET BACK HOME! Then I saw Stuey (the cat) walking across the same area the bear had been in ... so I dashed outside to tell him to "get out of Dodge". I am sure he had to know the bear was around because as soon as I got close to the area the bear had been ... the smell was BAD ... yuck!

This isn't the first time we've had a bear sighting, in fact, they seem to get bolder every year. I am thankful I have my doggies and hope they will be enough of a deterrent to keep the bears away. We have had incidents on our road where houses were actually broken into while people were at work. Their entire house was trashed, kitchen cupboards ripped off the wall, fridge doors taken right off the refrigerator ... some very, very scary stuff! One neighbour even came home from work and the bear was still in the house - YIKES! 

Gosh, I hope this bear isn't going to be a regular visitor around here. AND, he also took a stroll through my newly tilled garden too )-:  I'll be out there with my rolling pin if he ruins my newly planted garden! lol

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Jun 23/08

Death Row
I helped transport two beautiful Beagle/Bassett puppies to the Owen Sound Animal Shelter on Saturday. What a pair of sweethearts. It is hard to imagine that these two darling puppies had run out of time in a shelter and would have been euthanized by them. 

They are the most laid-back, gentlest puppies I have worked with. They are quite young, both under 1 year old. They are a little shy when they first meet you, but moments later they were all over us. Thankfully there is the Owen Sound Shelter where these two darlings have a second chance at life. If you are looking for a very loving, cuddly companion, check these boys out at Owen Sound Animal Shelter!

On Sunday, ANML-RESQ attended the Upper Credit Walk-A-Thon and Treasure Hunt. A GREAT time was had by all. Thankfully the weather held out and the rain didn't start until we were well on our way home. There were lots and lots of dogs, fun, games, great food and wonderful company. 

Upper Credit Humane, as always, goes all out to make this event a memorable one. Be sure to join us next year!

Thank you Upper Credit Humane, it's volunteers, their sponsors/supporters, our ANML-RESQ volunteers and everyone that came out to join us and helped to make this a profitable, fun-filled day!

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Jun 20/08
East Coast ANML-RESQ
We have been talking about this for several months now, and have finally decided to begin working on another arm of ANML-RESQ. We are working on an additional petfinder site that will be hosted by our friends in New Brunswick. A previous adoptor, who adopted our beautiful puppy Carrie (one of Mocha's six puppies) has become our newest foster home and east coast arm of ANML-RESQ.

This is an overview of what our newest petfinder site will be geared toward:

This Petfinder site will be devoted to the victims of Breed Specific Legislation (BSL) in Ontario. Through our wonderful friends and volunteers in New Brunswick our goal is to give the opportunity of life to the puppies who have been born outside of the law in Ontario. The Ontario legislation condemns to death any Staffordshire Bull Terrier, American Staffordshire Terrier, American Pit Bull Terrier, Pit Bull Terrier or any puppy substantially resembling those breeds. This applies to puppies born after November 28, 2005. Many Animal Control facilities and shelters will be able to release condemned puppies outside of Ontario and through this Petfinder site you will see some of the lucky ones. I will keep you posted as this unfolds. If you are able to adopt or foster please look through our available dogs and submit an application through our website at www.furkidsrescue.ca

We are a very dedicated group of volunteers looking out for the 4-legged creatures we share this world with. We are all the best of friends, taking care of man's best friend. We are very excited about forging new relationships and look forward to helping as many victims of Bill 132 as we can.

Just a reminder as well that we will be at the Upper Credit Walkathon on Sunday, June 22 from 11 a.m. till 3 p.m. This event will take place at Cedarvale Park in Georgetown. We hope to see you there.

If, however, you are in cottage country this weekend ... check out Owen Sounds, 1st Annual Mutt Stutt ... Meeting time is 8:30 a.m. at Grey Sauble Conservation parking lot in Owen Sound. RAIN OR SHINE!!!

Have a great weekend everyone!
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Jun 19/08

Walk-A-Thon Weekend
I would like to remind everyone that this weekend we will be joining our friends at Upper Credit Humane Society to help raise funds for rescued dogs and cats at their Shelter on Sunday, June 22nd from 11 am-3 pm. The day consists of a walk-a-thon and treasure hunt and will take place at Cedarvale Park in Georgetown.

We will have a table at the event and look forward to welcoming our friends and adoptors to come join us for a fun-filled day. 

There will be many, many dogs walking their people. Some will no doubt be dressed in the latest fashion attire. 

Fun and games and all things dog will be the order of the day. Boston Pizza will be donating pizzas for this fun-filled event. 

Mark Sunday, June 22 on your calendar and come join us at 11 am for a family day of fun. See you all there! 

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Jun 18/08

Buddy Update
I thought I would update you on our newest adoptable, Buddy. He came into our rescue last Wednesday and our hotmail and phone lines have been working OVERTIME with calls, inquiries AND applications. What a popular young fellow he is. I wish ALL our adoptable dogs would get this much interest.(-:

Buddy is definitely as cute as a teddy bear. He has good looks, charm and a wonderful personality going for him.  However, because of his previous life (a chained dog), he has some issues with possession aggression. While most people would look at him and think "he's not so big ... he can't hurt me"; they would be wrong. Even though he is small ... he still has teeth and a bite from Buddy WILL hurt and can do serious damage to a very young child both physically and mentally. For this reason, we will not be pursuing any applications with young children. Buddy's foster mom is working hard to help him past this issue, but it will take time.

Buddy is responding to corrections and is learning that he is NO LONGER top dog in his home. With the leadership he is getting in his foster home, he is learning to be a good citizen. Thanks Allie and family for taking this little guy in and helping him overcome his issues.

I have no doubt that Buddy will soon find his forever home. Our adoption team is working overtime trying to get through all the applications, so please bear with us. Good luck Buddy!!!

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Jun 17/08

Stuey
We had another great weekend. I returned home late Thursday night with the usual greeting.  Doggies so excited to see their mom, after a few days away from me. It was nice to be back home.

The morning after my return, I went outside to view my newly tilled gardens. LOTS of work to do, but I love gardening (-:  But wait, what do I see out there on the porch? It looked like a food dish filled with ... cat food? Back into the house I go to ask my husband "what's up with the food outside"? He looked at me grinning from ear to ear. He proclaimed the food is for his new friend Stuey, the cat, (Stuey named after our favourite character on Family Guy). It seemed that while I was away my husband befriended this homeless cat (the one that has been pestering Riggs to no end!). I should have known! I guess we now have a feline to add to our list of furkids. Stuey has been visiting me every day while I work in the garden and talking up a storm. He is quite the vocal fellow.

Anyway, back to our company... Riggs was in heaven as there were, not one, but TWO boys to cuddle with all weekend.  Pebbles was in her glory as well. She snuck in lots of cuddles too. 

It was Brandon's first time visiting with us and this young animal lover was busy ALL weekend snuggling with our furries. Brandon learned very quickly that Riggs is an "attention hog" and little Riggs was stuck to Brandon like 'velcro' for most of the weekend.

We had a fun-filled weekend and all the furries are looking forward to the next time we have visitors over.

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Jun 16/08

Weekend Rescue
One of our volunteers had a rescue experience of a different sort this weekend. A little dog lost, scared and searching for her owner. Good job helping this little girl find her home Allie!! Here is Allie's story:

Saturday evening started out pretty dull. My sister and I decided to run down to the venue where she will be married in October to check it out and see how it was decorated, as there was going to be a wedding there later in the evening. Everything was cool except on the way home we noticed a small puppy running loose, with a collar on, but no one was chasing her!  She was running beside a very busy stretch of road and we feared she would try to cross and get hit. We pulled over and opened the passenger side door to call the pup.  She was very scared and did exactly what we were trying to avoid, she dashed into the road. I should tell you that this pup must have had an angel with her that night.  We turned the car around went back the other way and of course our dear puppy again crossed the road unharmed.  We decided at this point that it would be best if my sister drove my new vehicle around while I literally "chased" the puppy. Did I mention that I was chasing an English foxhound? Oh, and she's only about 6 months old? Oh yeah, I can tell that you are getting a visual now!

As soon as we would get close to the pup (when I say close I mean within 20 feet), she would bolt in the other direction.  Finally after crossing another 4 lane, busy street, my sister met up with her behind a bank in a huge parking lot, again the puppy continued to avoid her, however my sis was able to yell to me that the pup was going to the other side of the building so I ran around the front where our unsuspecting pup couldn't see me and when I heard the clanging of her tags coming my way, I jumped out in front of her. I felt bad that I scared her, but thank goodness this made her drop her butt and pee submissively. Ten points for puppy (now known to be Betsy, thanks to many tags & a microchip), 1 HUGE point for rescuer. I reached forward and gently called her to me, as she was only about 2 feet away and luckily she had conceded. My sister pulled up and jumped out of the car calling to me " How the hell did you ever catch her??"  

We tried to call the phone numbers on the tags but got no answer. We decided to return her home to the address on her tag. This being my first real "rescue" of sorts, I was anxious to return her home! Unfortunately, "rescue" does not always go as planned. Just as we arrived, the owner was being taken away by ambulance due to a medical emergency. We called the police to let them know that I had possession of the dog and they said they would be in contact. Betsy spent the next 24 hours with us, playing with the other dogs in our home and eating and drinking like she belongs here.  She's a really great pup with lots of energy! Luckily her mom was able to contact a friend to come and retrieve her on Sunday evening and take care of her until she is well enough to take care of Betsy herself.  

We enjoyed every minute of your visit Betsy, but please try to stay home and out of the busy roads!  

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Jun 12/08

Snicker's Update
WOW, it was a very, very exciting day for me yesterday. My day began, knowing there would be a very special event happening. 

The birth of my second grandbaby. Her parents did things the "old fashioned" way and chose NOT to know the gender of their baby until birth.  Because the birth was a C-section, we knew the date, but everything else was a surprise. I am SO proud to announce that we have another baby girl, 6 lbs., 11 oz. She is so opposite to her sister Ellie.  Little Ellie has blond curly hair and our newest baby has dark, curly hair. I had a wonderful time visiting with Taylor and holding her as she slept. She is a healthy baby girl with a huge appetite (like her daddy) (-:  I also got to spend some "special" time with Ellie, who is not quite sure WHAT to think of her new sister. 

The second TOTALLY awesome bit of news I have is the fact that our boy Snickers has finally been adopted!!! YIPPEEEEEEE!! Snickers has been in our rescue for a very long time and we are thrilled that he has a home he can finally call HIS OWN! All of us at ANML-RESQ are thrilled with the news and you can be sure there will be a HUGE celebration! Way to go Snickers! As we always say 'those that wait the longest usually "luck out" with the most fantastic homes'. This is definitely the case with Snickers. Congratulations handsome (-:

The last bit of news is there is a new "adoptable" at ANML-RESQ.  I would like to introduce you all to Buddy, a 1½ year old Shih Tzu that is looking for his forever home. Buddy is very beautiful, as you can see, he performs like he belongs on stage and knows a lot of tricks.  Buddy has had a pretty rough start in life, spending many of his first months in the world chained )-:  I couldn't believe that someone would adopt a small breed like this only to keep him chained in the yard. 

He was rescued from this horrid life and taken in by a young family. Unfortunately, this young family is expanding and there is no time for Buddy. It seems Buddy has sensed there was going to be changes and started acting out by pottying in his home. He also seems to have some "possession aggression", but his new foster home will be working diligently on that. Buddy is just new into rescue, so please stay tuned for updates. So, without further ado..... here's Buddy!!!

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Jun 11/08

Visitor
We have had a cat visiting our place a lot in the last month or so.  He/she has very striking markings, grey with dark brindle swirls. The more he comes over, the braver he seems to get.

The other morning, I was the first out the backdoor to do the regular yard cleaning (poop picker-upper).  It's a good thing my dogs were lazy that morning and didn't head out the door the same time as I did. As soon as I got onto the back porch I noticed the cat, in the middle of the yard. OMG ... I ran back into the house and closed down the doggy door. Back into the yard I go and shoo the kitty back out. Thank God the dogs didn't get outside as I have no doubt a couple of them would have made minced-meat out of the cat.

The other morning, Tegra was outside, bright and early ... the sun was just coming out. I looked outside and saw the cat in the middle of the yard ... Tegra was behind the fence watching kitty. The cat did not move for a very long time and Tegra was wagging her tail ... moaning softly to the kitty. I think Tegra would have loved to meet the cat. The two could probably become fast friends. 

I also know that Riggs would LOVE to meet kitty too. This cat has been taunting him for over a month ... walking past, whipping his tail. Riggs cries like a baby when the kitty comes to visit.  He gets SO excited and talks non-stop to the cat. Again, I think Riggs would LOVE to play with the cat.

Sassy doesn't seem to pay ANY attention to the cat.  She prefers to ignore LOL.

I DO know that my Pebbles will have NO part of allowing a cat to be a part of our household.  It's a shame, but I've learned to live with it.

This cat is getting bolder and bolder everyday. The other evening, just before dusk, he jumped onto the front window sill. Sent Riggs into an excited frenzy! In and out he ran, with Winston and Sassy in tow.

I wonder what this brave kitty will do next. I sure hope it's not something TOO daring. He is starting to grow on me ... he even comes to visit me while I'm in the garden, standing far enough away, but talking and meowing constantly. I sure hope this cat belongs to the farmer across the street. I don't know where we could keep him in the winter when it gets cold. Right now, I'm pretty sure he's living under our porch. There is PLENTY of food in our yard for him to choose. Thankfully, I have never seen him catch anything, but we have SO many squirrels, birds and chipmunks around ... he will never go hungry.

I hope he decides to move on though as I fear for his safety if he gets too comfortable at our place. Especially if he insists on playing mind games with my doggies!

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Jun 10/08

Rockford
This young rottweiler mix was found straying.  He would love nothing better than to find a loving owner that will give him a home, preferably in the country, but he would settle for a large, fenced in yard as well (-:  He has a slight birth defect, but it doesn't seem to slow him down.

 

Here is a little more information on Rockford ... if you are interested, or know someone who would love to give him a home, please contact Lois at email add below.

ROCKFORD is a young dog, maybe 2 or 3 years old. He still acts like a rambunctious puppy in some ways. He is a handsome Rottweiler mix, a curly coat like a Bernese or Border Collie. We are assuming Rockford is a country dog, as he was found out in farm country. Rockford has a deformed foot that doesn't seem to slow him down at all - it is obviously a birth defect. 

We are looking for a country or farm home for Rockford where he can have freedom to run and be a "dawg'. Rockford is neutered, heartworm tested, vaccinated, dewormed, treated with Revolution. His adoption fee is $295 and a health record will go home with him. Please email loisjackson@sympatico.ca for more information.

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Jun 9/08
Free Feeding
I have always free-fed my dogs. I don't recommend free-feeding, but for my household I chose to free-feed.

It can be quite funny some days around here ... the food dish goes down and everyone lines up and waits their turn at the dish. I stopped free-feeding for a few weeks, and it resulted in one or two becoming possessive with the food dish and gnarling the others away. I would prefer that my guys be "patient" and wait their turn. Thankfully, after putting the dish back for ALL to use, they went back into their regular routine.

I know some people believe in feeding their pack in order of what they perceive the "pack-hierarchy" to be. For instance ... top dog gets his/her meal first and down the line, again based on their perception of hierarchy. I find it very interesting to watch my pack when it comes to food-time. Pebbles (in my opinion) is TOP dog around here (other than myself). However, when I put the dish down, she is not necessarily the first at the dish to eat. She is perfectly happy to get in line and wait her turn. It seems around here ... whoever gets to the dish first, EATS first. No one bothers them and no one tries to push them out. They wait their turn and when one leaves the dish, the next one saunters up to eat. It is like a well organized assembly line LOL.

However, free-feeding can also result in overweight dogs. Which was the case with our girl Sassy. Sassy was a "closet" eater. You never saw her at the dish very often, but she tended to graze. A couple of mouthfuls here, a few later. By NOT having control of their food, our little girl started to balloon in size.

I was concerned about her weight gain. As the months went by, our Sassy started to get heavier and heavier. My husband and I argued about her weight ALL the time. It also didn't help that while "out and about" she would get her Tim Bits, cheeseburgers ... whatever her little heart desired. While snuggling with daddy at night, he would feed her cheese and crackers )-:

The more I clamped down on treats and extras, the bigger she was getting. Poor Sassy. She loves her food SO much, but if we didn't do something, the thing she loves so much was going to kill her. I felt so guilty ... we saved her from parvo, but her eating was going to shorten her lifespan if we didn't do something. We had to work as a team in order to help our Sassy. It was hard to convince her daddy that this was for her OWN good. This winter, while everyone put on a little "winter weight", Sassy was on a diet. She was SO good about it too. She got her two cups of high-fibre food a day ... PERIOD. Snacks consisted of celery and carrots. Our last visit to the vet would be the test of ALL her hard work this winter. They couldn't believe it when Sassy walked in. Everyone noticed how GOOD she looked!!

We were thrilled to see when Sassy stepped on the scale that she had come down 20 pounds over the winter months - Woo hoooooooooooo Sassy!!!

She is fit and ripped and ready for bikini season!!
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Jun 6/08

Morris and Charlie
COURTESY POST ... URGENT ... Meet Morris and Charlie. Two beautiful orange male tabbys, ages 12 and 14 years young are looking for a forever home.

Their owner can no longer care for them and has tried to find a shelter/humane society that could take them in, but sadly, as is the case with most shelters, there is just no room.

Their situation is very urgent, so if you can find it in your heart to give a home to these bonded boys, please contact their owner as soon as possible. The owner can be reached by email at stephen_steckley@live.ca or by phone 647-866-3960.

Have a great weekend everyone and TRY TO STAY COOL!!!!! (-:

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Jun 5/08

Updates
There have had a few awesome updates this week. 

Meika's new family ... Meika is fitting in very well with her new family and is getting into a familiar routine. She is loved by all and we hear she is a daddy's girl (-:

Update from Suzy's mom. Suzy is doing SO much better now. Running and playing as she has never done before. She is chewing on bones for the first time in her life which tells us she is FINALLY pain-free. We are so happy for little Suzy!! Good luck little girl ... you are finally on your way to a new life.

Petey is doing well in his new home (except he likes to chase the cats). His mom is working on that. But other than his cat-chasing ways he seems to be a "hit" with everyone he meets and no-doubt spoiled by his mom (-:

Last, but certainly not least, is a wonderful update about our "courtesy post" Buddy. Here is a picture of Buddy with his new-found family. 

This senior fellow lucked out BIG TIME ... not only with his new home, but with the people that rescued him; they took the EXTRA time and precautions to find the BEST home Buddy could ever wish for. More on Buddy's update in our Happy Tails section...>

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Jun 4/08

Vet Day [Hell Day]
We had quite the exciting morning yesterday. All of our furries had an appointment to see the vet for various vaccinations and heartworm testing/meds. Thank God the gang only need to go once a year as it takes planning and precision when you have 5 dogs that need to see the vet. lol 

The planning and execution is the hardest part. Timing is critical. The moment they hear the leashes, it is total chaos, so I can't bring out the leashes too soon or I have the whole gang pushing each other out of the way, insisting they are first to be leashed. That's where the chaos comes in (-: Anyway ... a half hour before we have to leave out come the leashes and let the insanity begin!!! 

We finally got them into their prospective vehicles. My husband took Pebbles and Tegra, I took the brat pack (Sassy, Winston and Riggy-dig) I had to strap Riggs to my waist so he wouldn't try to slip away and because I have a double leash, I also hooked Winston to my waist as well. 

We get to the vet's and my husband starts the process of bringing one dog into the exam room at a time. I stayed back and made sure they were all behaving themselves in the parking lot. One by one, they had their physicals, heartworm check and vaccinations. I brought the two boys in together and reminded the staff that Riggs might be a bit of a handful as he cannot contain his excitement when he meets new people. Of course, my little man made a liar out of me because he was probably the best of the bunch yesterday. He walked in, sat down and was very attentive to mom, while being hugged and kissed by the vet staff. 

My husband took Winston into the exam room and I am embarrassed to say he acted like a big baby in there. When it came time for his nails to be clipped (Win and Riggs HATE having their nails clipped) he was wailing and carrying on as though someone were killing him lol ... what a sucky boob he is. My husband reappeared, drenched from the battle to keep Winston still. Riggs went in and did the "nasty" without a peep out of him. 

Sassy was hilarious, as always. She was placed on the exam table and she literally held out her paws to have her nails clipped. The vet noted she acts more and more like a little princess every time they see her. So after hustling them all back into the vehicle we were on our way home. 

What a workout that was! We are happy that all the furries tested negative for heartworm and are all in good physical health. 

I'm glad that's behind us for another year!!

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Jun 3/08

Titan
This handsome face may be familiar to some of our regular blog readers. His name is Titan and we were all thrilled to hear when he was adopted a couple of months ago. Unfortunately for Titan, he is again searching for his forever family.

Sadly, Titan has a severe case of separation anxiety. He loves his people so much that he completely stresses out when they leave him to go to work. Separation anxiety is not uncommon and can be worked on, but it takes a LOT of patience and time.

Titan's biggest wish is to find a foster/forever home where someone can be home with him. A home with perhaps a stay-at-home person or someone that works from home. It would break his heart and his spirit if he has to be brought back to a kennel.

If you know of ANYONE that is willing to foster or adopt this special boy, PLEASE get in touch with Lois at allbreedcaninerescue@sympatico.ca. It would mean the world to Titan!!! Here is a little more information about Titan: 

FOSTER NEEDED: Titan is 3 years old, a beautiful orange brindle mastiff mix. He is neutered and vaccinated. Titan is so devoted and loving of humans, that he feels anxious when left alone. We are looking for a special foster home. We need someone who is home most or all of the time, has a house with a secure back yard. We need a foster home who understands positive reinforcement training methods and crate training. We need a foster home who understands that Titan needs training and re-hab, not their pity. Titan is a sweet-natured dog, no aggression whatsoever. He needs your help! We provide the crate, all vet care, and dog food. You provide the consistent schedule and training. 

Please email us at allbreedcaninerescue@sympatico.ca.

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Jun 2/08
Interview At The Dog Pound
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Copyright Sally Hull, July 6th, 2006 -
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As a journalist, I decided to go to the dog pound, and interview some of the “inmates”. I wanted to know what it was like in there from their perspective. What follows is not for the faint of heart.

I entered the building, and one of the workers accompanied me to the holding area. This is where dogs are kept before they are allowed up for adoption… IF they are allowed up for adoption. If the dogs are found to be aggressive in any way, euthanasia is employed. Fortunately, if “fortunately” is the word to be used here… this is a Canadian establishment, and they use lethal injection, not a gas chamber.

The pound worker led me past a big steel door that says “Employees Only”. “What is in there?” I asked. From the look he gave me, I knew that this is where dogs go in, and never return. We moved on to a row of kennels. The dogs were barking loudly, there was the acrid smell of urine and feces, and a feeling of despair seemed to permeate the room. “Go ahead,” the worker said. “They’re all yours.”

PETEY

I looked into the first kennel, and saw only the back of a medium sized dog who was curled up in the corner of his kennel, shivering. He was mostly white, with some black spots. “Hello?” I said. “May I come in?” He lifted his head, as though it weighed more than he could bear. When he looked at me, I could see he was a Pitbull. His eyes were gentle, but filled with grief. “Enter,” was all he said. I stepped in, closing the gate behind me. He put his head back down, facing away from me. I crouched down a few feet away. “My name is Pete. Petey my Master called me,” he said, still not looking at me. “Why are you here Pete?” I asked. “I am here because Master cannot afford to move to another province. I am here because someone with power said I am vicious, and a killer. Someone who never met me. Master took me for a walk one day, and some lady started to scream when she saw me. I got frightened, and barked at her. The dog police came, and they took me away. I have been with Master for 10 years. The last time I saw him, he just held me and cried. He kept telling me he was sorry. I worry for him. Whatever will he do without me?” Pete shivered even more. A tear slid down my face. I am supposed to remain objective, but this was wrong… so wrong. “Thank you Pete.” I said. He said nothing as I got up and left his kennel.

POPPER

The kennel next to Pete’s held a very young looking dog. Pure Border Collie by my guess. He stood on his hind legs, looking at me through the gate. “Hello. My name’s Popper. He tilted his head. “Are you here to take me home?” “No, I’m sorry,” I replied. “But I would like to talk with you.” ”Sure. What would you like to talk about?” “Popper, how did you come to be in this place?” I asked. Popper dropped down from the gate, with a perplexed look on his face. He walked to the back of the kennel, then back to the front. I noticed he had one blue eye, and one brown. He was quite beautiful. His black and white coat was shiny and thick. “I am not certain WHY I am here. I think maybe my family will come back for me. They bought me when I was only 6 weeks old. I remember they said how smart Border Collies are, and how it would be so easy to train me. They were very excited at first. The little ones played with me all the time. But the trouble with little Masters is, they refuse to stay in a group. I constantly had to nip their heels to keep them together.” He looked confused. “Why won’t they stay in a group?” he sighed. “So I did what I thought I should do. I am not quite sure why the little ones screamed when I did my job, but they did, and the Masters got very angry at me. They also got angry when I had to relieve myself, and did so in the house. I am not sure where they expected me to go. All they said was that I was the smartest breed in the world, and I should just KNOW better. Then they left me in the yard for a month or so. I got bored a lot, and I dug holes in the grass. The next thing I knew, the Masters brought me here.” Popper jumped back up on the gate, his white paws protruding through the links. He looked at me with his lovely eyes, and asked “Will you please let them know I want to come home? Please tell them I promise I will be good?” “I will Popper,” I said.

SPARTAN

My heart was breaking. I was beginning to regret coming here, but their stories had to be told. I moved along. The next dog I saw looked to be easily 100 lbs., a Rottweiler. He was handsome indeed, except for the scars on his face and back. He tilted his head, and looked me right in the eyes. “Hello. Who are you?” he asked. “I am a reporter,” I replied. “May I speak with you for a little while?” ”Most certainly. My name is Spartan. You can come in, I won’t bite,” he said. “Thank you Spartan. I will.” I entered his kennel, reached out and stroked his giant head. He made a loud grumbling noise, and closed his eyes. “Spartan, why are you here?” Before he could answer my question, he was suddenly in the grip of a nasty coughing spasm. It sounded painful. “Please excuse me,” he said when it passed. “Kennel cough. It seems all of us who come in here get it.
“Why am I here? Well, about two years ago, I was born in the backyard of some person I can’t even recall. I had 11 brothers and sisters. I recall a day when a big man came and gave that person some money, and took me away from my mother. They had to chain her up, as she was very angry that he took me. They chained her and beat her. I came to know the man by the name of Jim. I overheard him telling his friends that I would grow up to be big and mean like my mother. But as I grew older, all I wanted to do was play and be friends with everyone. Jim said I needed to be taught how to be mean, so he chained me up in the yard. No more house for me, he said, I was too spoiled. When people came by to visit, I was so happy to see them. I wanted them to come and play. But that made Jim angry, so he beat me with sticks and chains. When he came near, I would roll onto my back so he would know I wasn’t a bad dog. That made him beat me more.” Spartan’s eyes clouded with grief. “Then he brought me here.”
I reached out and stroked Spartan’s massive gentle head once more. “I am so sorry Spartan. Some people are just plain evil.” I gave him a kiss and left his kennel. As I walked away, Spartan called out, “What will happen to me, nice lady?” I shook my head. “I can’t say Spartan. Maybe someone kind will come and get you. We can only hope.”

PATSY

I walked a little further down. I could see a shape moving at the back of the next kennel. “Hello?” I called out. Suddenly the shape lunged at the gate in a fury, barking and gnashing its teeth. I stumbled backwards, and crashed into an adjacent kennel. The other dogs began barking loudly and jumping at their gates. “Don’t go near her,” a small female voice came from behind me. “She’s mad.” I gathered myself back together, and saw a little Jack Russell Terrier behind me. “Thanks for the warning,” I was still trembling. Across the way, the other dog, apparently a Husky and German Shepherd cross, was glaring at me, lips curled back revealing brown stained teeth. Her ribs and hips showed through her dull, matted grey coat. The little dog invited me into her kennel, and I gladly went in. “Who are you?” “My name is Patsy.” The little brown and white dog held a paw up to the gate in greeting. “My owner surrendered me. She said she wanted a cute little dog like the one on the TV show, Frasier. She didn’t bother to look into the type of dog I am.” Patsy heaved a sigh. “I suppose she expected me to just lie about and only need a short walk each day, just like Eddie, but my energy was so high that I needed to run and play.” She glanced at her surroundings. “Now I am here. I suppose it could be worse. I could be like… her.” Patsy looked towards the still growling dog across the way. “What happened to make her so vicious?” I asked. “From what we could gather,” she replied. “she was found tied in a back yard. She only had a three foot chain. Some days there was no water. Rarely was there any food. One day a nice neighbour came by and brought her some meat. By then it was too late. She was already mad. She broke off her chain, and bit the poor man badly. We know she will be going behind the steel door. I am sad to say, I think it will be best. Perhaps then she will know some peace.”

Just then, the door at the end of the building opened, and a woman stepped inside. All the dogs began to bark wildly, then one by one, they went quiet. I whispered to Patsy, “Who is that? Why have all the dogs gone quiet?” Patsy breathed deeply through her little nose, and closed her eyes. “SHE is a Rescuer. Can’t you smell it?” she asked. “Smell what?” I was confused. “Compassion. Love. Sorrow. It emanates from her pores. She is here for one of us, but nobody knows who just yet.” Patsy looked hopeful. The Rescuer moved from kennel to kennel, looking at each dog. I sat quietly watching. I could see tears in her eyes as she made eye contact with each one. She stopped at Spartan’s cage and spoke quietly to him. “No more beatings my man. No more. You are coming with me. From here on in, it’s all going to get better.” The Rescuer produced a leash, opened the kennel door, and took Spartan away. As he walked beside her, his little stubby tail wagged with delight.

Patsy sighed again. I could see the disappointment in her eyes, and it grieved me. They all had the same look, as they watched The Rescuer depart. “I am so sorry Patsy,” I said in a whisper. “But you are a little dog, and everyone loves little dogs. I am convinced you will be rescued soon.” Patsy’s brown eyes twinkled at me, a little bit of hope returning.

I had heard and seen enough. I needed to tell people how it was for these unfortunate creatures. They were all here through no fault of their own. I stood to leave. I passed by many other dogs I did not interview, looking at each one, wishing I could take them all home with me and give them the love they deserved. I stood by the door taking one last glance back, when it opened, and one of the pound workers came in. His face was drawn and sad. He walked by without a word, and stopped at Pete’s kennel. I heard him take a deep breath, then he paused, and opened the kennel door. The words were muffled, but I am sure I heard him say “I’m sorry old boy.” He came out, with Petey in tow. The old dog’s head hung down in resignation, and they both disappeared behind the big steel door.

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