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Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Pet People Moves to Community


Just wanted to let all of you who may read my pet musings in the actual newspaper that starting tomorrow, my column will now appear in the Community section every Wednesday instead of the Living section. I also will be listed on The Leaf-Chronicle main Web page under the "columnists" link, where people who do StoryChat can make comments. Remember, posting comments on blogs requires a simple Google account user name and password, while StoryChat is a different user name and password.

I think this is a good move, as the Pets of the Week pictures from area shelters also appear on Wednesday in Community. Now, all of the pet news and views will be together.

Above is another great photo of my two boy buddies, Catfish and Tarzan.

I was thinking... have we ever discussed where we got each of our pets and why we got them from where we did? How about letting us know, and even if we did talk about this before, some of us are old and forget. :)

Here's my list: Zoe: stray picked up off road when she was 18 months old. Peanut found under a bush here at the house when he was 5 months old. Scooter adopted from Humane Society by a friend of mine, which didn't work out, so I was going to take him temporarily until he was better trained. That was about 4 years ago! Catfish adopted from Cats Are Us and Tarzan was a stray who wouldn't let us pet him for three months and who we had to trap to get neutered.

Stay grounded today....it's WINDY!

posted by Sandy at 1/08/2008 12:03:00 PM

24 Comments:

Blogger Stacey said...

Look, even Catfish tells Sandy to talk to the hand!!!!!!! LOL

Or as a co-worker told me: "Talk to the elbow, you aren't worthy of the hand."

Tuesday, January 08, 2008 12:54:00 PM  
Blogger B said...

Lucy Lou came from the county shelter when she was about 10 weeks old. We found Charlie sitting in a little cage in the Pet Food Center out at Dover Crossing, and had him in the car before I knew what we were doing. He was also about 10 weeks. Pearl the cat was abandoned and hiding around our back yard when, on the eve of a big storm, I finally gave way to bring her inside out of the rain. She's been there ever since. Finally, but not the least,my adorable little Hines "the Bat Mite" came from the wonderful people at the Humane Society.
Now, can somebody set that to the Brady bunch theme? I'll get you started---dot dot dot dot dot da!!! Heres the story.....

Tuesday, January 08, 2008 1:20:00 PM  
Blogger B said...

pardon folks--theat ten months old --I guess I was think of child babies--or maybe I'm just crazy--yeah--thats it

Tuesday, January 08, 2008 1:23:00 PM  
Blogger Sandy said...

Here's the story, of some lovely laddies, who were living in their house all alone,
One of them had hair of gold, like a mother, the other one in pearls.

It's the story, of some lucky labbies, and a kitty and little squirt name Hines.
They were four pets, without any daddies, and they were all alone.

Then the one day all the pets found their daddies, and they knew that it was much more than a hunch

That this group must somehow for a family,
That's the way they became the crazy bunch.

Tuesday, January 08, 2008 2:58:00 PM  
Blogger O'Malley said...

haha..thats pretty good Sandy, maybe you should add songwriter to your list of talents.

I have been having eye issues and just can't get on the puter much right now. I will be having PRK done on Fri which hopefully will eventually get my eyes on the right track.I have been having computer withdrawal. I am getting a lot of organizing/throwing away of junk done in the mean time tho.

My pet family goes much the same-kitties are-Lizzie-found as a tiny kitten under my car in the Walmart parking lot in Entterprise, AL, Mojo-Jojo, stray kitten adopted in Alabama also, Bubby, rescued from Clarksville Walmart parking lot as a kitten (hmmm..should I stay away from Walmart?)Callie, picked up from gutter on Wilma Rudolph by Trane as a kitten, Mr Baby, took from a friend who was going to take him to humane society-I was hoping to find him a home but he is ours now. And Rocky our boxer adopted from a young man here in Clarksville who was deploying.

I want a song too Sandy ! haha

Tuesday, January 08, 2008 4:00:00 PM  
Blogger B said...

Good Job Sandy! Now do one for O'Malley--she needs a pick me up.

Tuesday, January 08, 2008 4:56:00 PM  
Blogger B said...

And and having it know right now that I'm the one with hair like a mother(if your mother was half bald ,that is)--Jeremy can be the one in pearls

Tuesday, January 08, 2008 4:58:00 PM  
Blogger dragon said...

O’malley, if I may be so bold as to do your little ones into a song.


Rocky the rambunctious one
Came from a red white and blue man
Severing his country in time of need
Visited Dragon Claws and was a ton of fun

Mojo-Jojo From the state of the Chrisom Tide
A stray cat he was from start
Under feet he always is and never to hide
From day one he took my heart

Buddy I seen as a kitten
Wallmart bound I came home with a little more
He took a licken but he still a ticken
Buddy hanging around the kitchen door

Callie and Lizzie both Kitten when they came to me
One from the gutter, and the other from shopping
Some many little ones not much time for tea
Little ones, little ones, keeps me going

I took Mr. Baby in from a friend
Humane Society will not be his place
Hoping to find him a home
Home now is at my place

Tuesday, January 08, 2008 7:10:00 PM  
Blogger O'Malley said...

Haha Dragon,

GOOD JOB!!! I must say tho, I heard/envisioned your song more to the tune of "bad to the bone" than Brady Bunch.....hehe..still smiling, Thanks, I defenitely did need the pick-me-up and got it.

Tuesday, January 08, 2008 8:37:00 PM  
Blogger Stacey said...

Good Grief!!! Gee whiz. I gave him all this good press about the Cat House, and here he is, quoting poetry to Shannon O'Malley!!!! He's never quoted poetry to ME!! What is wrong with this picture?

Swapping spit with Skeeter.

Thonging with Daisylouu.

Flirting with elves.

Now this.

What, oh what, is a poor little wifey poo to do????????

Tuesday, January 08, 2008 8:47:00 PM  
Blogger Stacey said...

Oh My Lord. It's even worse than I thought. Now, he has women on other blogs after him!!! Tina's sister on the Garden blog has now changed her screen name because of a nick name given to her by the Dragon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I don't think I can fit in the bedroom now. His head is WAY too big now. Sigh.......

Tuesday, January 08, 2008 9:06:00 PM  
Blogger Adrienne said...

I'm back from the land of frozen tundra! I'm soooo glad to be home too! I learned that I have turned into a weanie! I froze the entire time I was there. It was never above 30 during the day and the first night I was there is was -8. I slept in a tshirt, sweat shirt, flannel pants and 2 pairs of socks. Under 4 blankets and stole a dog for extra heat! I left the Colorado Springs Airport just in time. I watched the snow come over the mountains as we boarded the plane. Today it was 75 here and I'm comfy warm. Still being licked to death by the dogs. I think they missed me....

We have chosen all our kiddos. Stella was a no brainer, when we were asked if we wanted her. I would have done anything to get her away from that horrible kennel. The Foreman and I drove to Lincoln Nebraska to get Mattie. I wanted a Shih Tzu so bad and I couldn't find one near us, so I searched online and found her. She only weighed 1 1/2 lbs and I didn't have to heart to ship her, so we drove to get her. Oscar was a birthday present for me and a husband for Mattie. We were lucky enough to find him in the Springs. And Hunter was supposed to be the Foremans dog. We found him on craigslist. He's my dog now!

I'll have to post about my trip to CO and the 2 new family members to my mother's brood in a day or 2. That makes 5!

Tuesday, January 08, 2008 10:25:00 PM  
Blogger B said...

Well, I have some sad news to share--the little abandoned dog my father had been taking care of passed away this morning. I spoke with my brother about 9 this morning, and he said he had taken her to the vet after they found her convulsing when he and my father arrived at the shop. The vet todl them she had ingested anti freeze, whihc we all know is a killer. She's been living in the shop since before Thanksgiving, and she's never gone near the stuff. But my Dadd thinks she might have drank it from a puddle outside the building.
My brother had her put to sleep, as her gums had already turned, and their was no hope of saving her.
Little Bit is gone. But in such a small time that she was with my Dad, she brought out something in him that I had never seen before. He has tried to blow her death off, saying that he was going to get rid of her anyway, but I could tell that her passing touched him.
Its very sad, and even though I only saw her little face with it's one sparkling eye, I'm still tore up about it.
It is so amazing how God could take a little dirty, one eyed dog, and make a ripple thru my familied life and memory. Isn't it all so strange?

Wednesday, January 09, 2008 9:37:00 AM  
Blogger Alice said...

B, I am so sorry!

Yes, each and every pet we bring into our lives makes us better humans. Each is a special creature sent to touch us in some mysterious way. I remember a little dog who shower up at our Woodlawn house the day we moved. He was covered with ticks. I was able to find a tube of Frontline and gave him food and water and I told the professor that if he was there the next day when we went back to clean, he was coming home with us. Well, he wasn't there and I never saw him again. I still think about him and hope he found a home. If not... well, hopefully he had a little comfort from me. I still wonder if I should have just taken him that day...

They are all God's creatures and each passing diminishes us... so we reach out to each other and to other pets...

B, a seed was planted... have patience and hopefully a pet lover will bloom in your Dad.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008 11:11:00 AM  
Blogger B said...

I'm trying to keep a positive out look Alice--thank you for your kind words. I keep telling myself that even though she was only there for a short time, she had a home for that time, and had the kindness he and my brother gave her every day. When they found her, with the eye put out and one of her legs messed up, I told my Dad that God knew that she was being treated bad where she was and he had brought her to someone that would treat her better.
He couldn't argue with that. And I know he was attched to her--even though he tried to deny it. He had taken her hunting two or three times already, and she followed him everywhere.
Oh Lord, I've got to stop this or I'll never get thru the day.
Say a prayer for me Alice.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008 12:02:00 PM  
Blogger Sandy said...

B,

When Yogi came into my life, I thought I'd never love or even like a cat. He changed all that and died a year later, killed by a car. I felt so guilty. But his death was MEANT for a reason. That got me to march up to Cats Are Us and get them on Petfinder, something Suzanne was hesitant about. Then I found Catfish and took in Tarzan.

I truly believe Yogi was sent here on a mission, because had he not been killed, none of the above would happened. Because of him, so many more cats have been saved and I've become a cat person as well as a dog person. And that led to YOU and J helping them so much.

So, tell your dad that story and tell him that maybe that little dog came into his life to teach him something. And that maybe the next time a stray comes he might consider taking him IN as a real pet, one of course, you will help him with as to advice, etc.

Same with the Boss. He thought he "hated" cats but now likes them better than dogs.

Good things come from the tragic, and that little dog found some love and a place he was happy. Remind me next time we meet to tell you the story of Penny the Pooch my mom told me as a kind, and why I named my beagle Penny. You'll love it.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008 1:14:00 PM  
Blogger Sandy said...

B,

When Yogi came into my life, I thought I'd never love or even like a cat. He changed all that and died a year later, killed by a car. I felt so guilty. But his death was MEANT for a reason. That got me to march up to Cats Are Us and get them on Petfinder, something Suzanne was hesitant about. Then I found Catfish and took in Tarzan.

I truly believe Yogi was sent here on a mission, because had he not been killed, none of the above would happened. Because of him, so many more cats have been saved and I've become a cat person as well as a dog person. And that led to YOU and J helping them so much.

So, tell your dad that story and tell him that maybe that little dog came into his life to teach him something. And that maybe the next time a stray comes he might consider taking him IN as a real pet, one of course, you will help him with as to advice, etc.

Same with the Boss. He thought he "hated" cats but now likes them better than dogs.

Good things come from the tragic, and that little dog found some love and a place he was happy. Remind me next time we meet to tell you the story of Penny the Pooch my mom told me as a kind, and why I named my beagle Penny. You'll love it.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008 1:15:00 PM  
Blogger B said...

Thanks Sandy---your right--things fall into place with a rhyme and reason that is not meant for us to understand. All I've been able to think about is going to Cats R Us, and the good feeling I get there. Its giving to life--helping to preserve those little fuzzie lives that keeps me going sometimes. It's horrible and sad the way Little Bit had to live in this world and be pushed from it so soon. But she left nothing behind but love and good. How many people do we know that could say that?

Wednesday, January 09, 2008 3:33:00 PM  
Blogger tina said...

Sandy, Just wanted to let you know I found your paper column no problem this morning.

Stacy,
Dawn with peaches is so much funner than just Dawn. Dragon is a fun guy-things must always be hopping at your place.

B,
Sorry to hear about your dad's loss.

Now, how did I get my pets. BJ and CECE adopted from animal control. (Both golden mixes and BJ was already neutered), Orkin the cat adopted us as she was a stray (already spayed), Link was given to me by a backyard breeder-just awful.

The previous owner of BJ is a heat and a/c repairman and actually came to my house for a repair and almost died when he saw my BJ. It used to be his dog! I asked him why he never looked for him and he said he just assumed someone found him. No, animal control picked him up. I told him he could not have him back and he said fine, he didn't need anymore dogs and that was why he had his two golden mixes spayed and neutered (the other is BJ's sister). So at least he was responsible and I like to give him the benefit of doubt he could not find BJ. His loss, my gain.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008 6:34:00 PM  
Blogger dragon said...

My dear, lovely, sweet, wonderful Shannon O’Malley, I’m glad my prose made you smile. I could have done it to the tune of Nirvana, Janis Joplin, or even the Stones. But, you are so insightful that you immediately recognized that your brood could only be considered “Bad to the Bone.” In a good way, of course. It’s always good, to be bad.

Wifey-pooh, I was not quoting poetry to Shannon O’Malley. I wrote poetry for Shannon O’Malley and her little ones. Then, I quoted it to her. Don’t be so jealous. It’s very unbecoming. We Dragons must have our freedom. Besides, I can’t write poetry for you. I have trouble coming up with things that rhyme with B**ch From He**.

Wifey-pooh, you ask what you should do. Well, you know that I keep that Wifey-pooh do list taped to the microwave door. Just go read it and see what number you should be on today.

Adrienne, welcome back from the frozen lands. Hope you didn’t freeze off anything important while you were there.

B, I’m sorry about the loss of your dad’s little friend.

Hi Tina, good to see you here. I’m glad that Dawn with peaches is much funner than just Dawn, but Dawn with margaritas would be a heck of a good time. Wifey-pooh doesn’t think I’m nearly as much fun as all my other women do. I still read your blog, but since I’m such a slow typer, I find it impossible to post on both on a regular basis.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008 9:04:00 PM  
Blogger k9rescue said...

My Jake was adopted from Animal Medical Center on Kraft St. at 8 wks. old back in 1997 when they had a puppy adoption program. We needed a playmate for him, so we bought Nikki our German Shepherd at 7 wks. old from a backyard breed back before we knew any better. And, Charlie is our rescue boy... hit by a car & picked up by Oak Grove animal control & taken to Dr. Bell at Oak Grove Vet Clinic. By then, I was volunteering with SFAR (now in Erin) so Dr. Bell called & begged us to help... otherwise she'd have to put him to sleep. She said he had the BEST temperament & really didn't want to do that. So, we know only helped but I decided to foster him myself. That was the last time I fostered... a dog anyway. :) He was a perfect fit... still is. While I hate that I can't foster anymore, I don't regret keeping Charlie. He's definitely MY boy. :) :) :)

Wednesday, January 09, 2008 11:49:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Oh B, I am so sorry to hear of poor little "Little Bit's passing away but at least he was happy the last few months of his little life. MAybe it was all to teach your Dad some things including loving a pet and being careful to watch things they can get into and be hurt and killed by them. Still it is sad and I am saying prayers for you all.
Our pets: Max our Doberman Sheppard was a stray who stold our hearts and was hit and killed by a car, big lesson learned there. Our hearts were crushed! Swore we'd never get another pet, it hurt too much to lose them! Daughter begged for a long time for a cat. Finally gave in and adopted Tiger at 6 weeks old from the stables at Ft. Lews WA. He along with his Mother and brothers and sisters of many cats dumped there. When he was 6 he developed diabetes and died froma reaction to insulin. Tore our hearts out! Samantha 6 months old was dumped out at a farm in the country and was in need of a good home. Our family member and vet at Animal Medical Center wanted us to take her so we did. When she was about 9 we found Cosette in a big bird's nest in a bush at 6 weeks old and rescured and adopted her. She had Feline Leukemia and died at 18 months old. Again our hearts were torn apart. Samantha was lonely so we adopted Brittany from Cats Are Us. Brittany was too wild for Sammy to play with so we adopted Courtney through Animal Medical Center and Cats Are Us together. One day whe delivering our weekly cat food and litter to Cats Are Us a precious little paw reached out of the cage to to me. I took her out of the cage and fell instantly in love with Miss Penelope a kitten that was about two months old. So tiny and sweet but I had to beg Fly Boyfor two weeks to be able to adopt her. I was allowed to do it with the promise we would from then on send checks to Cats Are Us instead of taking it up there weekly. Sammy died a year and a half ago at from having thrown clots but she was at the good old age of 15 and had had a wonderful life of luxury. Still we'd loved to have had her live to be 30 as well as all our other pets we used to have and the girls we still have. We've made mistakes with our pets and have learned lessons the hard way but we have been given so much from them and we are so thankful for each and every one of them!

Thursday, January 10, 2008 11:53:00 AM  
Blogger Pam said...

Stacey,
What should Dragon do next after all he's done for his other women? Why build the basement room and bathroom for his sister and brother-in-law of course! After seeing the finished cat house I am sure he needs to do that! What a fantastic job you did on that Dragon! I am so proud of you! You ain't a bad poet either!

Thursday, January 10, 2008 11:57:00 AM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

B, I am sooo sorry to hear about Little Bit. Sniff. I think Alice had a nice summary and the other’s added on from there to pretty much cover all the feelings I have inside me after reading that sad news… All I can say is, I too am sorry about Little Bit...

Lets see, I think you all know the story of my Skeeter. I was a young, dumb animal lover and fed a stray cat outside my apartment door while living in Shreveport, LA. The stray had kittens on my porch and I found homes for them all. But was still dumb to have her fixed. Well, she was not mine was she! Duh, then she had a second brood of kittens to consist of one little gray tabby and one little yellow tabby. My neighbor decided to take the gray one but she would not come out from under the bush but the Yellow one did. My neighbor took him and named him Skeeter due to his acting like a LA Mosquito hiding during the day and coming out at night! I found a home for the gray kitten too. Within a few months, that neighbor became my Saint and I got Skeeter back! One funny way to get to keep a cat! Ha….Skeeter remained with us for 16 years and now rests in our backyard when he is not chasing butterflies over the Rainbow Bridge….

Within 4 months of Skeeter leaving us, Sheba came into our life from the woods. It was love at first sight and within two days, she dragged her kitten in from the woods to join us. They help to fill the void in my heart from the loss of Skeeter and they have been ruling the roost ever since!

Thursday, January 10, 2008 2:13:00 PM  

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Sandy Britt, an animal welfare advocate and volunteer with Clarksville rescue organizations, takes care of three dogs: Zoe, Scooter and Peanut; two cats: Catfish and Tarzan; and one husband, Glen, and according to him she takes care of them in that order.
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