Extra Love Needed: Meet Lucy

 lucy2 How old are you Miss Lucy?

I was born approximately in August 2010. I am little over three years old now.

Where did your name come from?

Lucy phonetically said in Persian means “spoiled one”. I have a multi-cultural name.

How did you come to your forever home?

It was all magically timed and by fate. My human, Rashe, drove by the shoe box, on the side of a dry desert side road,that the other humans had abandoned me in. Rashe drove by and thought, how odd for there to be a shoe box on the side of the road. She looked in the rear-view mirror and saw a ball of fur, that’s me, jump out of the box. I got afraid when I heard her car drive by, that’s why I jumped out.
She then realized that it was a kitten, me. So, she backed up and stopped the car. I was already running towards the sand dunes. But, she came after me in the sand in her pretty fancy work attire and heeled shows at the same time calling to me,here kitty kitty. I heard her and then, walked towards her. She picked me up and took me back to her car. She put me back in the shoe box and drove to the vet to have me checked out. I fell asleep in the shoebox. I am very calm and quiet on car rides. That’s why I like taking road-trips. We went to the beach one day. You can see pictures of me on the shore of the great Pacific Ocean.

Does your human mom know if you were born blind or if you got bad eye infections that made you blind?

I was diagnosed with cerebellar hypoplasia by an animal eye specialist. That means that the part of my brain that processes input from the visual cortex is damaged. The specialist said that it was most likely damaged while I was a fetus. She said my mother may have been sick or had a fever causing this type of brain damage to her unborn fetus. So, I was actually born blind. But, my retina and visual cortex work fine. Its just my brain that cannot process the data into images. Its like sending a fax to a fax machine but not being able to print it.

Do the other cats in the house treat you different?


My older non-biological brother, Mahboob (meaning “beloved one” in Arabic), who was also found on the side of the highway at about 3 weeks old by my human, doesn’t treat me that much different. He tends to like to play outside more than inside though. Afterall, he IS a boy. In the past, when we had foster kittens in the flat, I would like to play with them more. They seem less of a threat to me. However, my older non-biological sister who was also rescued when she was a tiny kitten on the side of a busy city street, Tiffa (short for Latifa meaning delicate one in Arabic (I think she is anything but)), doesn’t like me at all. She is a very dominant, territorial Queen type. She is like Cleopatra. She prefers to play outside, chase squirrels and stalk mice living in the ground under the bird feeder. She has her own queen-dome and I have mine.

What are you favorite toys to play with?

I love my Valerian filled From The Field Shelby Hemp mouse. We bought it from our best-friends, Oskar and Klaus, in Seattle. I also like candy wrappers and balls of scarp paper.

Where do you like to sleep?

On the bed, almost always.

Did you human mom worry about how you would get around when she realized you were blind?

Yes and No. I was a very good girl and I mapped out everything in my head. I have never ever had out of litter box accident. I know where everything is in the house. Sometimes I do bump into things but very very rarely. It usually happens when I am chasing Mahboob, or he is chasing me.

What would your human mom like to say to people who are hesitant to adopt a blind cat?

My human, Rashe, does not feel that I am any different from other cats. She does have to be aware of certain things like to make sure I am not around if she is using loud kitchen appliances, since the sound kind of scares me, or she will put me in a closed room while she vacuums. She doesn’t re-decorate the house much either. So,she doesn’t move the furniture around much. It takes me about a week to figure out a new place anyway. I am very social and I like other humans when they come over. I just don’t like the sound of things that sound like a cat hissing like plastic bags being moved around. Since, I can’t see, I don’t know if it is a real cat trying to attack me.

Is there anything else either of you would like to add?

No matter, blind or not, all cats have their own unique personality. And all deserve to live in a loving, safe and comfortable environment. Adopting a pet from a shelter or rescuing one is much more rewarding.

Don’t discount the power of bringing a “special” animal into your home and the amazing effect it will have on your life. You do tend to complain less about the little things in life and enjoying living life more fully and with more presence and appreciation.


May I borrow pictures for the article? I will state they were used with permission.
Please send me the link the day you feature her blog so I can feature it on her page.

Anything else you would like to add?

I really can’t think of any. But anyone can email me at any time at meowmau(dot)email(at)gmail(dot)com to get advice or ask me about my experience rescuing and living with a blind kitten. It is very nice of you to do this for these animals. It removes the stigma of owning a “special needs” animal and hopefully more will get adopted. Thanks again.


Author’s Note: Many thanks to Lucy and her mom for answering the interview questions. Pictures were used with permission. You can find Miss Lucy on her facebook page.

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Extra Love Needed: Meet Fiona McSnuggles

What Miss Fiona is thankful

How old are you?

I will be eight years old on New Year’s Eve.

Where did your name come from?

When I was found as a stray, I had huge bulging eyes so the shelter workers named me Fiona. Mom thought it was because I was a Princess but they said I looked like the ogre Fiona-not the Princess Fiona when they found me. I needed a last name for Facebook so we tried to find a name that sounded good with Fiona and since I love to snuggle so much, Fiona McSnuggles it was!

May I ask if you were born without eyes or had to have them removed?

My eyes were removed about four years ago. They believe I probably had dry eye that progressed to glaucoma but by the time they removed them, they were cancerous.
Miss Fiona McSnuggles

Did it take a while to find a forever home?

I was at the shelter for a year and a half before being adopted. Some of that time was because they were told that I had terminal cancer and was going to die. Shelby County shelter is No Kill so I went home with a worker to live out my days. I really tricked them though because I kept getting better so that’s when they spayed me and removed my eyes. When I was adopted, they still believed I had cancer but my new vet said I was perfectly fine-just some old scar tissue in my chest-no cancer.

Did your humans have to make any adjustments to the house when you first arrived?

When I came home, my owners used scented oils to mark the important places. Fresh rain was by the door to the outside, vanilla by my food bowl and lavendar by the bed. They also used words for everything including each room in the house. I have a pretty large vocabulary now.They also have to be careful to close the crate doors so I don’t bump into them and to not move furniture around or leave items on the floor where I can run into them.
Miss Fiona McSnuggles' Certificate as a therapy pet

Did it take long to learn to walk on a leash?

Walking on a leash wasn’t too hard. Mom wore jingle bells so I could follow her. Usually I walk just fine only a little slower than the other dogs. If the wind is blowing or we are somewhere with many smells/sounds it makes it more difficult to follow them so I usually get carried or ride in the stroller to make it easier on me.

Do you have a backyard you can play in?

We do have a small backyard but I’m not a fan of being outside. We also live by a huge park and we go walking over there. Since there are so many of us and our fosters, we go in groups based on our ability to hike. I end up with the oldest dogs since I walk slower.
She's a proud therapy pet

What toys do you like to play with?

I’m not a big fan of toys. Sometimes I’ll play with a squeaky toy or a chew bone but mostly I like to be held and snuggled. It makes me feel safe and secure and it’s what I do best.

Where do you like to sleep?

I sleep in the big bed usually snuggled up against someone. I really can sleep anywhere though. If I get tired when we’re out, I just lay back and go to sleep. People think it’s funny but it’s just because I get tired quickly from using my other senses so much.
Miss Fiona even decorates for the Holidays

What would you like to say to people who are afraid to adopt a blind dog?

If people were concerned about adopting a blind pet, I would say to them-Don’t be. Animals do not use their eyes like humans do. Our other sense are so much sharper and we rely on them way more than sight anyway. I can do anything that other sighted dogs can do. It just requires a little more effort for my owners. They have to remember that anything I hear, I think is happening right in front of me. Dad often forgets when he’s watching TV and there are animals snarling or war movies. I start to freak out and shake and then he remembers to turn it down. I am known as Fiona the Fearless since I love to climb up and on everything. I can’t be left in an Xpen because i will climb out without knowing how high it is. It’s really not hard to have a special needs pet, it just requires a little more effort but you will receive a lot more love.
Want to find out what happens when you mix together a glittery animal lover, her goofy husband and a house full of rescue dogs? Follow us at www.rescuetailsfromthewienerpalace.com to find out
Miss Fiona even made an appearance at the Super Bowl


Author’s Note: Many thanks to Miss Fiona and her mom for answering the questions. Pictures were used with permission. You can find Miss Fiona McSnuggles on her facebook page, and twitter and please visit Rescue Tails from the Weiner Palace


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Extra Love Needed: Meet Justin the Fire Survivor

Justin wanted to thank those who helped him recover
Justin wanted to thank those who helped him recover


How old are you?

7 months old… i’m growin’ up big and strong. the meanie who tried to hurt me, well… they picked on the wrong kitty. i’m 7 months old now, weigh a woppin’ 8 pounds, and am full of life & love!! paw power, baby!!
Where did your name come from?

i’m named after the son of the vet (who treated my burns when i was a kitten)
How did you come to live with your forever family?

the rescue organization, animal alliance of nj, helped me find my forever home. and, boy, did i hit the lottery! i gotta teepee, tons of toys, and dj deck to spin my favorite tunes…. and lots of catnip!
Are you on medications currently?

nope. i’m feelin’ good! i wake up every mornin’ purrin’… each day is a day worth livin’!

Justin being cute and cuddly
Justin being cute and cuddly

Are there any other pets he shares the house with?

yeppers! people know of my brothers, sidney and allahbear. we’re known as the teddy bear boyz. 🙂
Can people make donations to help your recovery?

every thursday i host a catnip party on facebook and twitter to help other kitties in need! help ’em feel good! everyone’s invited to the party! there’s a “suggested” $10 “cover charge” donation that goes to directly to help a special kitty or rescue group being honored that night! we party for a cause….

Justin sleeping
Justin sleeping

Is there anything else you would like to add?

life is a series of choices. i chose to live. yeah things were rough, really rough… but i wasnt about to let that human take my spirit, my happiness, my life. no way. so every day i found a reason to live. to go on. now, i make every day a day worth livin’. i don’t hold any grudges. i believe in love over hatred…understanding over judging. compassion not violence. find the bright side.


Justin wanted to say that you are beautiful
Justin wanted to say that you are beautiful

Author’s Note: Thank you so much for bearing with me while I was on a blogcation.. It was only two weeks but it really helped me focus a bit more. I wanted to thank Justin for letting me interview him and spreading his love & joy. Pictures were used with permission. Please visit him on his facebook page Justin, Fire Survivor.


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Pets that Blog: Meet Carma Poodale

Presenting Miss Carma Poodale
How old are you?
 7 yrs old. Will be 8 on Jan 2nd
Where did your name come from?
 Real name is Carmella but its only used when I am in trouble. Carma is short for it and the Poodale is the southern way of say Poodle. 
How did you end up living with your ma?
 She seen my photo on a local site called Cheapcycle. I was Pink and blue. Ma said she seen my photo and knew she needed to meet me for some reason even though she didn’t like poodles. Since dad was sipping some of his juice she asked him if she could have a real pink poodle. He said “Show me a REAL pink poodle and you can have it!” She turned the laptop around and his jaw dropped. BTW, he hasn’t drank Wild Turkey since. 
Sharing the good spots with Miss Molly Mew
How many other fursiblings do you live with? 
6- 2 canines Jenny Sue and Scooby Doo, 2 Guinea pigs- Cinnamon and Miss Piggy, PB the gerbil  and Molly Mew the kitten. I don’t count the fish as siblings
When was the first time you alerted your Ma? 
around 18 mths old. I was 11 mths old when I came to live with her. 
What are some of the things to you to help her?
 I can alert her to her symptoms of MS, migraines, I can brace her when she gets up and help her walk sorta straight also can pull her if she is using a wheelchair. I can also help her find the car when she forgets where she parked. BOL!  
Was it scary going on your first flight?
 No. I felt like I had flew on planes for years. I love to fly. 
How did you get involved with helping Owensboro Humane Society? 
Ma is the adoption/event coordinator for the Humane Society and I go everywhere with her. We noticed when she was talking to children about pet care they were more interested in me. The Humane Society started saying I was the spokesdog because I am known around town as the dog that volunteers for the Humane Society. Ma and I now talk to children about pet ownership, how to brush a animal , how to properly approach a dog etc. I am happy to be around children and if they can learn from me then that makes me happy.  
What kind of donations are they looking for and where can people send them?
 We need donations of food, toys, collars etc. They can send donations to the Owensboro Humane Society 3101 W 2nd St. Owensboro Ky 42301. We can also use gas cards for the van we transport animals in. We have places like WalMart, PetSmart, Krogers, Shell stations and Kmarts to mention a few. 
Please help me support Owensboro Humane Society
How can people help spread the word about responsible pet ownership?
 Teach your children how to treat a animal right, share educational posts, ask friends and family not to take a pet in if they can not promise 12-20 yrs to it. promote adoptions through your local animal shelters or humane society’s. 
When did you first start blogging?
 After Barkworld 2011. 
What do you like most about blogging?
 Love sharing photos of my life, writing what ,I feel inside, barking about my fur friends who need homes of their own. 
What are a few of your favorite posts?
Carma  picked her own bed
Do you have a sneak peek of topics for future posts? 
I will be having a few giveaways and barking about other fun topics such as Bucket list
Is there anything else you would like to add about yourself or your family? 
You can find me on all the social media platforms such as Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, Google+, Stumbleupon to name a few. Just look for CarmaPoodale. Ma ,sissy Sarah, and I  always travel together. We are a team. My whole family including dad volunteer at the Humane Society. I will tell you a secret… Dad plays the Humane Society’s Santa Paws! shhh
Author’s Note: Many thanks to Miss Carma Poodale for letting me ask interview questions and her ma for helping answer them. Pictures were used with permission. You can visit her on her Facebook page, her blog or Twitter.
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Pets that Blog: Meet Oz the Terrier

Introduce yourself:

I am the great and powerful Oz the Terrier.  I am a Cairn Terrier, like Toto from the movie The Wizard of Oz however unlike Toto, I do not like to chase wicked witches…I prefer to chase bunnies.

Oz the great
Oz the great



Everyone knows me as Oz the Terrier but at home, I am Oscar (and Oz and sometimes even Munchie, because Ma claims I am “her little munchkin” – yet another Wizard of Oz reference).



I will be 9 years old in September


How you came into your parents lives:

Well, Ma knew she always wanted a Toto-dog and she actually tried contacting some breeders through the Cairn Terrier Club, but no one even responded back to her.

She then tried looking for a Cairn Terrier (or Cairn mix) on local shelter websites (since she says she cannot go into a shelter without feeling like she should come home with all the dogs) and still nothing.  Daddy-dog heard about how one of our local shelters was taking some puppies who were saved from a Puppy Mill that bred all kinds of terriers (including Cairns!) and he made some calls.  Ma got to pick me out from all the saved puppies and take me home.

Why do you blog?

Well, Ma is a writer and I think she passed her love of writing on to me.  When I started my blog, I had no clear direction with my writing…I was all over the place.  But then I realized that I loved writing about my travels as well as writing poetry!  And gosh, you cannot write poetry and not share it with the world.  What is the fun in just keeping poems to yourself?!?



What is your favorite post?

Oh dawg, I have to pick just one post?!?  I LOVE ALL my poems.  But if I have to pick, I would say my favorite is my ‘An Ode on Bacon’ (http://www.oztheterrier.com/2010/09/ode-on-bacon.html).  I wrote it a long time ago (in 2010) but I don’t think many have even read it.


What post do you like the least?

I’m not sure which post I like least.  Maybe one of my early posts before I found my “voice” but I couldn’t tell you which one.


What is your favorite thing about blogging?

Well, I would say being part of an amazing community of dogs, cats, birds, bunnies, rats (and all manner of animal life) and animal lovers from all over the world.  I love reading about what everyone is doing, learning, eating and where they are traveling.  I love that the Pet Blogging community is always willing to lend a helping paw too.  It is an amazing group and I am proud to be a part of it.


What do you dislike about blogging?

That there are only 24 hours in a day to write and read and comment on so many great blog posts!  I always feel bad when I miss something because I run out of blog reading time.


Sneak peek on future posts? (if you want to share)

Well, if you can believe it I STILL have Limericks from my March challenge to post (I got so many entries).  I will be traveling to another Florida State Park soon and I am sure I will post about my adventures there.  I may even have a product review or two coming!

Yard inspecting with Bentley
Yard inspecting with Bentley


What blogs do you read that you would like to share?

Oh boy.  I read A LOT.  I have a good size list posted on My Friends page on my blog but that list doesn’t include them all.  I hate to only name a few but OK…as long as everyone understands that I would list them ALL if there was room (BOL).


Another Poet/Writer – McGuffy Ann (http://www.mcguffysreader.blogspot.com/)

Other Travelers – Roxy the Traveling Dog (http://roxythetravelingdog.com/) and Terrier Torrent (http://www.terriertorrent.com)

Pure Fun – Molly the Wally (http://mollythewally.blogspot.com/)  and Sweet William the Scot (http://sweetwilliamthescot.blogspot.com/)

Good Humans – Heart Like a Dog (http://www.heartlikeadog.com/)  and Pawsitively Pets (http://www.mypawsitivelypets.com/)


What are your thoughts on spaying/neutering?

Well, I have missing parts that I really don’t miss so…I guess I am for spaying/neutering.


Anything else you want to add about you?

Not really except that I love to make new friends so everyone is invited to come visit me and hang around for some fun at my blog www.oztheterrier.com or on Twitter (@Oz_theterrier) or on Facebook (page – Oz the Terrier)!

Oz sporting his Petco gear
Oz sporting his Petco gear

Author’s Note: Many thanks to Oz & his mom for letting me interview him. Pictures were used with permission. You can find Oz on his Facebook page, his blog or on Twitter.

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Día de Muertos – Day of the Dead/ All Saints’ Day

I wanted to make a small departure from the normal interviews and take a moment to remember all those who have crossed the rainbow bridge.

Since today is Day of the Dead/ All Saint’s Day  I wanted to remember those wonderful pets that came into our lives and have since departed.

So many furry, finned, feathered and scaled  friends have made their journey to the Rainbow Bridge this year and I wanted to honor them by dedicated a post to them and saying a few words of remembrance.


I made a group at gratefulness.com to help remember those who have passed, those who are sick and need extra love & thoughts.



Here’s what I wrote on my candle –

For all those who never found love, warmth & comfort, may you find peace at the rainbow bridge.

Feel free to share your thoughts here or on your candle.


Fly free little ones, may you find peace at the rainbow bridge.

The Rainbow Bridge Poem


Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.

There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.

There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor.

Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.

The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance.

His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers.

Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.

The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together…. 
Author unknown..

The rescuer at Rainbow Bridge

Rainbow Bridge Greeting Committee

Rainbow Bridge Greeting Committee



Unlike most days at the Rainbow Bridge, this day dawned cold and gray. All the recent arrivals at the Bridge did not know what to think, as they had never seen such a day. But the animals who had been waiting longer for their beloved people to accompany them across the Bridge knew what was happening, and they began to gather at the pathway leading to the Bridge.


Soon an elderly dog came into view, head hung low and tail dragging. He approached

slowly, and though he showed no sign of injury or illness, he was in great emotional pain. Unlike the animals gathered along the pathway, he had not been restored to youth and vigor upon arriving at the Bridge. He felt out of place, and wanted only to cross over and find happiness.


But as he approached the Bridge, his way was barred by an angel, who apologized and explained that the tired and broken-spirited old dog could not cross over. Only those animals accompanied by their people were allowed to cross the Bridge. Having nobody, and with nowhere else to turn, the dog trudged into the field in front of the Bridge. There he found others like himself, elderly or infirm, sad and discouraged. Unlike the other animals waiting to cross the Bridge, these animals were not running or playing. They simply were lying in the grass, staring forlornly at the pathway across the Rainbow Bridge. The old dog took his place among them, watching the pathway and waiting, yet not knowing for what he was waiting.


One of the newer dogs at the Bridge asked a cat who had been there longer to explain what was happening. The cat replied, “Those poor animals were abandoned, turned away, or left at rescue places, but never found a home on earth. They all passed on with only the love of a rescuer to comfort them. Because they had no people to love them, they have nobody to escort them across the Rainbow Bridge.” The dog asked the cat, “So what will happen to those animals?” Before the cat could answer, the clouds began to part and the cold turned to bright sunshine. The cat replied, “Watch, and you will see.”


In the distance was a single person, and as he approached the Bridge the old, infirm, and sad animals in the field were bathed in a golden light. They were at once made young and healthy, and stood to see what their fate would be. The animals who had previously gathered at the pathway bowed their heads as the person approached. At each bowed head, the person offered a scratch or hug.


One by one, the now youthful and healthy animals from the field fell into line behind the person. Together, they walked across the Rainbow Bridge to a future of happiness and unquestioned love. The dog asked the cat, “What just happened?” The cat responded, “That was a rescuer. The animals gathered along the pathway bowing in respect were those who had found their forever homes because of rescuers. They will cross over when their people arrive at the Bridge. The arrival here of a rescuer is a great and solemn event, and as a tribute they are permitted to perform one final act of rescue. They are allowed to escort all those poor animals they couldn’t place on earth across the Rainbow Bridge.”


The dog thought for a moment, then said, “I like rescuers.” The cat smiled and replied, “So does heaven, my friend. So does heaven.”

Author’s Note: Images and poems were borrowed, if you are the owner please let me know and I will give full credit. My sincerest apologizes for making anyone cry. Regular interviews will resume on Monday.

Thank you all for your love & support of the stray cat known affectionately as little  Max.

Max in my lap on 10/29
Max in my lap on 10/29


For those that don’t know he came up to the front porch about a month ago and I started feeding him, he is a sweetheart. Wanting nothing more than pets and kind words. He was neutered on Tuesday the 29th and tested him for FIV and FeLV. Unfortunately he is FIV+, with my girl kitty Miss Bitty having an auto immune disease I couldn’t have him inside and there was no way I was going to release him to the streets again. Thankfully a lady who takes in FIV+ cats stepped up and got him today. It’s so hard know I will never see his cute little face again, but I know he will be indoors and safe.

He went to his new home with a small blanket, toys, a water and food bowl and several cans of cat food.

I miss him very much as I’ve become quite attached to the little guy, he was always waiting for me when I came home from work and sat in my lap when I was outside. But I know he didn’t deserve to live outside and it’s not his fault he is FIV+. I’m just thankful that I could help him find a home.

“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.”

He changed my life for the better and I will not forget the love and trust he had for me. It’s odd say how such a small little cat (he is barely 9lbs) could have changed my life, but sitting there with him in my lap, I knew nothing would hurt him.

Now that I have become an “accidental foster” I commend those who foster regularly.. you are truly some of the most caring wonderful people. I can’t imagine having to go through loving a pet so much and then the heartbreak of letting them go to their forever home.

It’s going to take a few days before I’m up to the task of not crying when I think about him or see a picture of him, but I know he is safe. I did what any animal lover would do, I gave him food, shelter and love and got him a forever home where he could live out his days happy & protected.

Have a great life little Max.

Max strutting his stuff on 10/29
Max strutting his stuff on 10/29