Bacon’s Show & Tell


My dear friend Bacon is hosting a show and tell today, I get to showoff childhood toys.


Let me start with the oldest, my teddy bear. I’ve had him since I was 2. Don’t worry he does have eyes, they are just buried under his worn down fur.


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Then there’s my handmade snake (pictured with my teddy bear) and the handmade turtle. I know I’ve had these a long time, not sure exactly how old they are. But my mom made them.

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Then there’s my orange elephant that made of a parachute type material.. I know he’s been around since I was little.

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And then there’s Pluto my pound puppy that I got from my dad’s friend when I was still a tater tot.


That’s it.. If you want more flashbacks, please visit my dear friend Bacon’s blog .. he’s a sweetie.

Extra Love Needed: Meet Sara “Bright Eyes”

How old is Sara?

I don’t KNOW how old Sara is for sure, but when I signed the adoption application on Friday (dec)13th 2013, they estimated her age to be a year old.

How did she come to you?

I had been very sick because of an abscesses tooth. I don’t do well with doctors and dentists BUT this particular dentist was so sweet and patient with me I was very grateful. In the course of the very long appt, a the topic of a stray cat hanging around outside her building came up and I being a cat person told her of local no kill shelters and to call me if she didn’t have any luck getting help or placing her. She texted me the next night to tell me that the maintenance man had taken the cat to the Humane Society! Our Humane Society really does try to help the furry souls under it’s care, but in truth, I feel that being in a cage scared possibly exposed to common shelter illnesses is never an ideal situation for an animal! The universe had been particularly kind to me that week in finding a kind understanding dentist among other things, I wanted to give something back. So I went to the Humane Society and found the cat in question and proceeded to adopt her.

Do you have any other pets in the house?

We have many pets between us, the male Human and I, both cats and dogs. I also have many Putnam Death Row rescues I’m fostering until they are ready and find their forever homes. And a true ” cat person” never tells you how many in terms of numbers..

A sampling of the cat family…Mica, Cleokatra, Zander, Collin and Panda


How often did you have to syringe feed her?

syringe fed Sara intensely for at least a month. She just would/could not eat. But she was so good for me she made it a lot easier on me than it could have been! She also got sub q fluids at home every other day for about 2 weeks with the help of my neighbor who works in the health care field. Sara did back slide a bit at one point and I had to supplement what she ate on her own with more syringe feedings. Hard to say exactly but 1-2 months of syringe feeding depending on her intake on her own.

May I ask what you fed her?

I fed her Royal Canin AD that whole and she still has an aversion to it now! She always wants to know what it is I have, but I open a can of that for another cat, she can’t get away quick enough!

Sara showing off her beautiful coat


How is she doing now?

She is doing very well except for one unexplained condition. Several months ago she started having bald spots on her head, then it progressed to around her neck and to other parts of her body. I of course had my vet examine her to find answer. After $200, the usual tests for the usual suspects, still there is no answer… She was put on a treatment of Advantage Multi every 2 weeks for 7 weeks… It seemed to work but she still has some hair loss on her hind quarters that needs to grow back. This time though, I think she is over grooming because she might be sensitive to flea bites which all my Death Row rescues from Putnam had. I’m still combating that problem because the kittens were to young to dose with flea meds…

Sara, once only 6.5 lbs is now about 11lbs. She still is weird about food but has turned out to be a cheese and pasta addict and she still will only drink running water from the sink or her fountains that were donated to her by her FB friends on our Page

How can people help?

I have another Page Passionflower Haven which is devoted to saving lives off Death Row in Putnam County. I intend to pull as many as I reasonably can and find forever homes for them or participate in the foster program at  the Humane Society until they are ready to be vetted and adopted out there. This is new to me. I am still learning what works and making connections. I need help though. The people of our pages, both Sara’s and passionflower are caring generous folks who donate whenever they can to help me save these lives. I wish I knew a lawyer or tax person to help me set up the. 501 (c)3 thing for non profit status. I’d like to do it, but haven’t the time or attention span to do it myself currently. Like Sara, these poor souls in Putnam just need a chance to feel secure, be loved, and thrive.

What would you like to say to people concerned about adopting a pet that needs extra love & care?

As for adopting a special needs pet or one needing some intensive care, it is worth every second of work, loss of sleep, and all your extra $$$. I  feel her love for me so strongly and I know she knows I adore her. We are more than the best of friends. It’s a bond I can’t even describe only to say that we “get” each other in a very deep level. I would most definitely say the animals you put the extra time and care into pay it back to you a thousand fold with their love. They know.

Is there anything else you would like to add?

And I would add, what started out as a mission to save this beautiful soul quickly turned into unexpected joys in so many ways … maintaining her Page, meeting new friends from around the world, and realizing that there is a giant cat (animal) loving community out there that is filled with wonderful caring individuals and groups willing to help those in need and trying to save lives where they can. A lot of the good I can do now or help to do in the future all came to into being for the love of Sara. I am a better person in so many ways for knowing her and loving her and I will be forever grateful for that to those that helped me save her and always to her





Author’s Note: Many thanks to Sara’s mom for sharing her story. Pictures were used with permission. You can find her on Facebook – Saving Sara “Bright Eyes” 

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Pittie Love: Meet Rocky & Manders

Author’s Note: This interview was done several weeks before Rocky passed away. Please visit their facebook page – Rocky and Manders – to give hugs to their mom. 

For both of you, how old are you? Neither of us know how old we really are…Manders; I’m about 7-8 years old and Rocky; I’m about 5-6 years old.
Where did your names come from?

Rocky & Manders
Rocky & Manders

Manders; Well my rescue named me Amanda, and our mommy didn’t want to change it again since I had a really rough life previously and I was so terrified when I first came to her she didn’t want me to feel too much change all at once…Mommy is queen of nicknames and I have many but Manders was just one that stuck she said it gave me a little sass
Rocky; Well my name came with me. I was adopted out once before from my rescue and they changed my name to “Rocky” but that home didn’t work out and I was returned. They had a girl doggy that just didn’t like me. So mommy loved my name and it fit me perfectly! My full name mommy has given me is Mr. Rockaford Beaumont Blu but just call me Rocky.

Miss Manders, how long did it take for you to adjust to your new home?

Wow that was a quite awhile I’d have to say…I was already depressed when I came to my new home in October 2008. I was found with three of my puppies and they took them away from me immediately when animal control captured me. Plus mommy thinks I was very neglected and abused from whoever owned me before. I don’t like to remember any of that life but to answer your question I was very fearful for months and still have some fears but no where near like they were when I was first adopted in 2008. Mommy worked with me every day to help me over come my fears and helped me become a little more confident and to feel safe and basically learn to be a “dog”. I had never had anyone really love me, cuddle me, kiss on me or even play with me and did not know what a toy or ball was so I would just sit there and not know what to do. I tried to just remain so quiet and hope no one even saw me. Then one day I gave a kiss back and I began to like this new found attention and love.
Actually when we adopted Rocky in 2010, I gained a lot more of my confidence and it helped me a lot.

Miss Manders waiting at the vets
Miss Manders waiting at the vets


What was the first toy you played with?

I remember it was a yellow ball. I had made a friend that was also a rescue and our mommy’s took us to a quite place to play almost every day and I watched her running and chasing the ball. The funny thing is I had a cat brother named Tigger I use to watch play with his toys too and when I first began to play I pounced & played like a cat and I still do to this very day.


Are you still shy around new people?

Yes, but not as bad. I give off a low bark and back up at first until I know they aren’t here to hurt me and mommy always tells people to ignore me and let me come to them. So I slowly come over and sniff around and then I’m fine.
How exactly do you stop other dogs from grumbling at each other? Mommy says I have a quality she calls “Momma Mediator dog”. If I hear grumbles and growls between doggies I would run over and get in between them and I’d lightly nudge a shoulder of one or both taking charge like a mother and basically told them to cool it and let’s all get along in dog lingo. I was always successful!


Mr. Rocky, what is your favorite thing to do?

Oh well that’s easy I LOVE CHASING TENNIS BALLS!! My second favorite thing would be to go swimming. I think if I had the ability to swim every day or anytime that would be my most favorite! Mommy says I’m cut out to be an Olympic Swimmer!

Mr. Rocky
Mr. Rocky


Are you still unruly?

Not like I was but I’m still a high energy doggie. I didn’t have the greatest of manners when I came home no one ever really worked with me to show me the way. I have since gone to training and mommy always works with me everyday. Sometimes she thinks I have ADD but to me I’m just EXCITED about my new world and don’t want to miss a thing!


Is it true you were found on a roof?

Yup, guilty! No one knows why I was up one knows if I was put up there or got up there on my own I don’t really recall. All I know is animal control did get me off of a roof and the rescue initially named me “Fiddler” as in Fiddler on The Roof because of it!
What would either of you or your momma like to say about pitties? Pitties are NOT BAD DOGS. There is so much Media hype and Public ignorance on this breed. Sadly because pitties usually tend to fall in the wrong hands but we are WONDERFUL dogs. If you love us, train us and treat us right we are the most loving ever! We are very smart too! We actually LOVE people it’s sad so many are so afraid of all of us.


This question is for your momma: What is some advice you would give to people adopting a pittie?

PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE do your homework on this breed first. Responsible ownership is an absolute must. You will be faced with stereotypes. Sadly, their reputations are already set in so many peoples minds so it will become your job and duty to make sure your pittie becomes a great ambassador for the breed at all times. One wrong move or irresponsible pet ownership and it adds to the publics watchful eye and harms them even more as a whole. Don’t get discouraged just keep educating and showing what a wonderful dog you have. And get your pittie training right away and learn his personality and what he likes and doesn’t like so you don’t set he or she up for failure and socialize him. Be sure to work with a trainer first on this if you notice your dog has fears before just throwing him into situations. Have patience and unconditional love.

Do your homework also on BSL (Breed Specific Legislation) and ensure it isn’t something that affects the area in which you live. Please don’t adopt one if you are not 100% sure your landlord will approve if you rent or you will have any issues with Homeowner Associations or Insurance companies. This is not fair to the dog if you end up having to get rid of him because you didn’t check or didn’t know too.

If you are up for the responsibility than go out and get yourself one of the BEST DOGS IN THE WORLD! Their love, loyalty and utter silliness is beyond compare! You will gain one heck of a loyal best friend you never could have imagined!


This article is dedicated to the loving memory of Rocky. Fly free, know that you will forever been loved.



Author’s Note:

Many thanks to Rocky & Manders and their mom for their time. My sincerest condolences to the sudden passing of Rocky. Pictures were used with permission.Please visit their facebook page – Rocky and Manders – to give hugs to their mom. 

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Pittie Love: Meet Piper

Nice to meet everyone!


Piper, how old are you?

I just turned 5 yrs. old on May 13th.

Where did your name come from?

My Mama picked out my name for me.


How did you find your forever home?

My Mama brought me to my new forever home.


How long did it take to train/study for the AKC Certification?

I was trained from the time I was 13 weeks old and tested for my Therapy/CGC certification at the age of 1 1/2 yrs. old.

In my therapy dog harness


Was it harder to get your Therapy Dog Certification than AKC?

None of the training was hard. I enjoyed it all, it wasn’t like working, it was F.U.N.!!


What was it like to host the Peaceful Pitbull Protest?

I enjoy hosting Pit Bull events! My annual Coast to Coast Bully Walk is one of my most successful ones! Educating the public is so very important to me.


Can you tell me a bit about the event?

I have incorporated other educational programs since the Peaceful Pit Bull Protest. “Be Kind To Animals” program is one that is done throughout the year, and it’s very informative for the younger generations which is very important to reach out to and help educate them early in life.


What has been your best experience as a therapy dog so far?

I believe that visiting the Autistic children at the elementary school has become most important to me. To see the improvement in the children, going from no signs of social skills, to expressing love, compassion, trust and confidence. That itself proves it’s possible for these children flourish in life.

MY lamp chop


Did you have anyone scared to meet you and then found out you were friendly?

There has been times that some humans showed some fear in meeting me, but soon realized that I was just a “dog”, a friendly dog.


What is your favorite book?

I love all Dr. Seuss Books! I love the messages behind all of the stories!


Have you helped any children gain confidence when reading aloud?

As I stated before, the Autistic children that would never read a book, let alone read aloud, soon began enjoying it and looking forward to my visits and reading to me their favorite book!

My birthday cards from the kids


What would you like to tell people about your breed?

I have created a “Flat Piper” (similar to the Flat Stanley concept), in hopes that while traveling around the world, the ones who host Flat Piper will share with those they meet the story about my life and what I do as a therapy dog, and how a Pit Bull is just like any other dog and it all begins with a loving, responsible owner.


What are things people should do when they first meet a strange dog?

We like to educate all humans that when meeting a strange dog, they should always ask if they can pet it first. Always pet under the chin, never over the head, and allow the dog to sniff you first because that’s how we as dogs get to know who you are too.


Whinnie when she came to us and now, fostering makes a HUGE difference

I heard a bit about your foster sister Whinnie, can you tell me about her?

Whinnie (aka Wendy) came to us as an emergency foster. She was found by the Chicago Animal Control on the street. Very poor condition. She was emaciated, severe bite wounds all over her neck and shoulders, and apparent she was used for mass breeding. The rescue my Mama works close with rescued her to save her from being euthanized just in the nick of time. If we didn’t agree to foster her, her life would have probably ended at the CACC.

Whinnie (Wendy), since in our care has proven to be a beaten down little soul who quickly showed signs of love, trust, and very eager to please. She was taken from Chicago to our Vet here and began medical treatment to help heal all her wounds, spay her, and vaccinate her.

During the spay, the Dr. found a mass on her ovary and removed it. It was sent in for testing and we recently found that it is, in fact, a cancer mass. A very rare form of cancer. My Mama cried and cried, and knew neither her or Sherri, of GOTGM rescue wouldn’t give up on her.

Since Whinnie’s immune system has been fighting so hard with the cancer she’s not able to fight off other illnesses and has been diagnosed with pneumonia now. She’s being treated for that and as soon as she’s all better, and a clean bill of health, we will begin the Chemo treatment to remove the remaining cancer cells.

Sherri and GOTGM rescue will be paying for this treatment, never a question about that. Being that it will be expensive, we will be hoping for a lot of prayers and monetary donations. GOTGM cannot deplete their account just on Whinnie because there are still other dogs that need being saved and vetted.

So, as soon as Whinnie (Wendy) passes her clean bill of health and can undergo the Chemo treatments we will have a link for donations to help GOTGM pay for her expenses.

Is there anything you or your mom would like to add about your or your family?
All we truly hope for is that people are educated about BSL, and how its just not fair to discriminate against any breed of dog just because of the look or past that falls behind them.

Being an ambassador of my Pit Bull breed is me being an example, NOT an exception. Responsible ownership, with rules and socialization, and positive training will help maintain stability in our heart and mind as a dog. And I love my life!!


Author’s Note: Many many thanks to Pipers’s mom for letting me ask questions. Pictures were used with permission. You can find Piper on her Facebook Page – Piper’s Page of Life
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Extra Love Needed: Meet Gladys the Glorious Angelbull

Author’s Note:  This interview is a very special one as this is my first interview with an angel bull and this is Miss Gladys’ first interview. She answered so beautifully that I didn’t want to break up the paragraphs with the questions.. so without further ado, I present the wonderful interview with Miss Gladys the Glorious Angelbull.  

 To begin, Tank you merci boo coo for choosing MOI to be a interviewed! It is meh first!  Let MOI first explain to your followers meh language (lots of facebooky doggies have their own version of a language!).  I will do so in person talk.  BOL (bark out loud).  I am a rather full-figured gal but in my mind, I was a dainty elegant dog who had a taste for the finer things in life, though they had likely eluded me the first 8-10 years of my life!  So in my head, I think I sound very worldly and elegant when I speak doggie Frenglish.  I also like to refer to myself in the 3rd person, and because I speak Frenglish, I call myself MOI! 🙂  

Let’s establish first that MOI is now an Angel at the Rainbow Bridge as of November 20, 2013.  So now MOI is Angel MOI. 🙂
Da beginning!  ****rubs paws together because MOI gets so excited how dis story goes****
Dis was taken meh 3rd day at Mumz. Yep! MOI had already seized control of dat couch.
Meh Mummzy (or mumz) posted on her facebooky page one day dat she wanted and elderbull for Christmas.  Almost immediately, meh picture popped up under her post and it said “Be careful what you wish for.”.  And it was meh picture from JAIL!  ***shudders wif flashback of horrible memories).  Attached you will see da very picture!  Da comment came from da founder of a rescue in Indianapolis called Mended Hearts Rescue. (side note:  meh hooman sister and her hubby are directors of da rescue and so mumz knew da founder and she saw mumz post).  Mended Hearts Rescue in Indianapolis gets pleas from their shelter of dogs who temp test well and would be good pets, but they likely won’t get adopted because, like MOIself, being a senior is not attractive to potential adopters.  People like purebreds and puppies.  Us old ones are usually overlooked because we take up space and eat much needed food.  Mumz had been having some really wonky dreams for a couple of weeks of her own deceased mom, whose name is Gladys.  So she looked at da picture of MOI in shelter jail and she said to herself, that looks like a “Gladys”.  She messaged da founder back (who is now called Santa Nichole) and said she would like to meet this dog. Dis was on Tuesday of Thanksgiving week, 2011.  Da next night (Thanksgiving eve) Mumz and Santa Nichole met together at Animal Control.  Mumz was taken to a room where MOI was already at.  Santa Nichole said “Good news!  She’s heartworm negative and she’s already spayed!”  But mumz was already in lubz.  Nothing mattered.  She asked if MOI was cat tested because mumz had kitties at home.  So mumz took MOI down to a cat room at da shelter and MOI could not have cared less.  Another plus! 🙂  MOI was gonna get adopted!  Mumz explained to Santa Nichole dat she had to go away for Thanksgiving and could they come back together to get MOI on Friday.  So Santa Nichole told da shelter coordinator they would be back Black Friday morning.  But no!  It could not be dat way at all because, you see, it was to be meh last night at da shelter.  MOI was an old dog, taking up space, eating food, etc., and meh time was up.  MOI had been picked up off da streets of Indianapolis as a stray but everypawdy’s time comes up eventually.  And for seniors, it is usually sooner than later. Not da shelter’s fault – just a fact cuz they are overcrowded.  Mumz was upset.  She had to go out of town for Thanksgiving and she had no dog food or supplies, nothing!  If MOI didn’t leave dat night, MOI was going to be euthanized.  So Santa Nichole stepped up and she took MOI home wif her dat very night! 🙂  And then they met at da vet’s office first ting on Black Friday morning.  (all animals going into rescue get checked out thoroughly by a vet!).  So MOI was mumz’ Black Friday SPLURGE! 🙂  And MOI was given da name of Gladys Jane – after Mumz own mother.  And you know what?  Her wonky dreams of her mom STOPPED!  Isn’t dat some ting?  Wow – dat was a lot of talk already.  (feel free to edit as you see fit cuz MOI is a talker)  And to quote Santa Nichole, “this adoption story is so amazing, it sounds fake.”  BOL!
When MOI was taken to da rescue’s vet in Indianapolis (mumz lives in another city, Anderson – about an hour away), they told mumz dat MOI had a heart murmur and would be on meds for da rest of meh life.  They Tinked MOI was about 8 – 10 years old.  Dat age puts MOI in a category called “elderbull”.  Doesn’t dat sound neato?  It is a pit bull type dog dat is a senior!  Woo hoo! We gotz our own name!  So back to da vet and what they told mumz about MOI.   It seemed apparent dat MOI had been used as a breeding dog, making lots of little Gladys’.  MOI had a very saggy belly and really out of shape from living who-knows-what kind of life either on da streets or as a breeding dog.  Da logic of most seem to tink dat MOI was used for breeding a lot until no more useful.  But never figured out who/why/how MOI came to be already spayed.  A mystery.  Then mumz took MOI to another Mended Hearts volunteer who was also a dog groomer.  MOI got a SPA DAY!!! WOO HOOO!!!   It was pretty cool.  Got washed, buffed, nails trimmed, and smelled divine afterwards!  Then Mumz finally got to take MOI to meh new forever home.  It was a long drive, it seemed.  Mumz popped in a cd and started singing a song to MOI.  It was “You Are My Sunshine”.  It became OUR song in da car. 🙂  MOI lubbed car rides!! Woo hooo!  When we got to da house, MOI met meh four new siblings – all cats!  But it was okay.  Nothing scary about da kitties.  They didn’t seem to care about MOI either, as they had lived wif previous dogs at mumz’ house as well as a couple of foster dogs.  HOWEVER! —- MOI discovered a new delicacy previously unknown to MOI.  Breaded Cat Doodles!  Yep!  Lip smackin’ good tings, they are!  What are Breaded Cat Doodles, you ask?  Well, it’s da little tings you find in those boxes dat da kitties go into every so often.  BOL!!!  Mumz said none of dat stuff can be happening – not if MOI was gonna give her kisses!  So she put up a gate in front of dat room and it had a tiny cat door in it.  MOI could get meh head through it but not da rest of MOI.  No more breaded cat doodles for MOI. 🙁  Shucks!
Let’s get da rundown on meh fur sibs!  There are 4 kitties.  Patches is a tiny calico wif one eye.  Mumz rescued her when she was about 6 months old and already missing dat eye.  She is now 19 YEARS old!  We were couch buddies all da time!  Next is Coco Puff.  She is a very loving elegant kitty.  She is a pretty long-haired girl wif a bob tail dat is chocolate colored….hence da name, Coco Puff.  Get it?  BOL!   Coco Puff is also a rescue and mumz has had her 11 years but she was 4 when Mumz got her.  Mumz is also her 4th owner.  Coco is a sweetie and no idea why nobody saw dat in her before.  Da next 2 kitties are true litter mates.  They were kittens left in mumz yard by a feral kitty.  One is Fanta Cat.  She is a sweet and simple-minded girl who stares at da ceiling a lot.  BOL!  She just does dat!  But she’s a good kid.  And last, is meh arch nemesis – Marnie Mae!  ****eye roll***** Marnie Mae liked to pester MOI a lot.  Always rubbing against MOI or meowing in meh face….or, or …KISSING MOI!  Yes!  She did do dat!  And she tried to take meh spot on da couch too.  🙂  Fanta and Marnie are 8 years old.  We all got along fabulously as if we had always been together.  Never once was there a fuss or a hissy fit or any ting.  We all bonded as a true family – forever. <3
Meh favorite food?  Oh meh – you mean beside da Breaded Cat Doodles?  Okay – well, ALL FOOD!  But da vet said NO to dat !  MOI was overweight.  MOI got put on a diet from da very beginning.  Never got real treats either – always watching meh diet ****sigh***** It’s a hard life maintaining a voluptuous girly figure.  MOI did get some great treats like frozen green beans or carrots! YUM!!! ****Smacks lips***** Per da vet suggestions, MOI was fed a very good and very healthy diet dog food dat only one place in da whole town sold it.  🙂  But it worked because eventually MOI lost about 15 pounds!  Yep!  Started out at 67 pounds and got down to 52 and a nice trim 26″ waist   ( it had been 31″).  MOI is pretty proud of dat!  We also walked a lot.  Lubbed going to da parks and watching ducks and geese.  And it was good exercise.  Know what else happened when we started walking at da parks?  People looked at MOI and acted scared!  Isn’t dat ridiculous?  You see, MOI had cropped pit bull ears.  MOI came dat way from meh previous life.  Da ears and being called a “pit bull” seemed to scare people and they never even tried to get to know who MOI was as a doggie!  Such a travesty!  So mumz started putting cute stuff on MOI when we went out.  Little flowers on meh collars.  And it when it was cold, shirts or sweaters.  We started noticing stuff happening. When MOI was all dolled up, people came TO us!  Yes!  “Can we pet your doggie?” they would ask.  And of course, YES was always da answer.  MOI lubbed to be petted.  MOI lubbed kids!!!  MOI was always very very gentle wif everypawdy.  So it seems if you distract people from da harshness of meh cropped ears or da sterotypical pit bull image, they don’t tink scary stuff. They see a dog looking cute and approachable. 🙂
About a month after MOI was rescued, mumz took MOI to a vet because there was gunk in meh right eye.  Lots of gunk.  Ewwwwww.  Da vet said dat da cyst one meh eyelid (MOI had always considered it a beauty mark!) was irritating meh eye.  Da vet said easy fix.  She prescribed ointment stuffs.  She was much more concerned about some ting else.  She found a big lump in meh right side.  Mumz had not really noticed it but after da vet saw it, mumz couldn’t stop looking at it.  So when MOI went in January for da toothy cleaning set up during adoption, da surgical vet removed meh tumors.  Until they were out, mumz didn’t know much about them at all, but she learned.  Even though MOI was spayed, it must have been done late in meh life.  Did you know dat each year a dog goes wifout being spayed or neutered dat their chances of developing cancer increases higher and higher?  So even though MOI was already spayed when found on da streets, it was an apparent late-in-life spay and so MOI had developed breast cancer.  There was da one big lump on meh right side and a smaller one behind it.  Then there was a pea-size lump on meh left side.  To answer your question about being scared – not really.  Mumz and da vets marveled at MOI because nothin ever seemed to bother MOI.  It was major surgery, for sure.  But MOI was always good.  MOI never had to wear a cone or any ting! 🙂  Also got 6 teeth pulled and da cyst ting (meh beauty mark) removed.  It was a long long day.  MOI got kinda preachy to people on facebooky about spay/neutering.  It’s not only to prevent homeless animals and animals dying in shelters and on da streets, it’s also about reducing risks for cancer!  And MOI has had 2 doggie friends die from breast cancer.  MOI is a lucky one.  Da vet said it likely would come back in a few years, either in meh mammaries again – or it could be elsewhere.  MOI was very fortunate.  Da fantastic vet, Dr. Young, got all meh cancer cells removed and no other treatment was needed! 🙂
MOI and mumz, as well as Mended Hearts Rescue, like to point out dat adopted a senior pet is a wonderful ting in so many ways.  You will get a pet, who would likely never make it out of da shelter, so you are saving a life.  You will get a pet who is less energetic and dat is great if you are like mumz who is also less energetic (did MOI just say dat out loud? BOL!).  You will get a pet who is very likely already potty trained.  You will get a pet who probably has some basic manners, at da very least.  You will get a pet who is craving lubz.  Us seniors truly just want to be lubbed.  MOI knows dat people hesitate about adopting seniors for various reasons.   People are drawn to puppies and kittens.  Dat is fine if you are willing to put in da effort to train them, in manners and housebreaking.  Also, they may not have established their total personality yet.  You know ….ahem…..MOI came just full of personality, if MOI says so MOIself!  ****grins broadly******  One reason people are not sure about adopting a senior is dat they fear losing them too quickly.  Do you know what MOI is trying to say?  It means, they are afraid to fall in lubz wif a senior and then they don’t live a long time.  But isn’t it worth da risk of giving your heart away?  Oh yes. MOI always says yes to dat!   MOI only got to live wif mumz 5 days short of 2 years.  Dat is not a long time.  BUT, she would not trade it for any ting.  We bonded.  Yes, she wishes MOI could have been on earth a lot lot longer and dat thought will never leave her. BUT (again wif meh big buts), she gave MOI a wonderful almost-2 years.  She saved meh life.  And, btw, when MOI got pulled from da shelter, do you know dat means TWO lives were saved?  It’s a hard concept but here is how it goes.  MOI was obviously saved, right?  But also, when MOI left da shelter, a spot opened for another dog to be put out on da adoption floor.  It’s a win-win!  So if you are not afraid to open your heart to lubz – if even for a short time like mumz did – you will be giving and receiving much much lubz,  Mumz will say it was worth it every time you ask her.  Mumz has asked dat question to others who have adopted seniors…and many of those seniors have already gone to be angels too……every single person has answered dat they have no regrets and only happy memories. <3
While we are talking about seniors, MOI had a facebooky campaign to help get da message out to adopt a senior.  Shirts were sold wif meh image on them and advocating for da adoption of seniors.  For each shirt sold, $10 was donated to meh rescue, Mended Hearts.  Mumz got a special pink one!  Because you know, dat was meh signature color.  Pink for breast cancer awareness!  Meh tanks to Sammie the Pit Bull on facebooky who provided da opportunity of selling shirts.  And we gonna do it again in November.   Why November?  Because it is da official “Adopt a Senior” month, dat’s why!  🙂
MOI still has meh facebooky page.  It used to be a goofy fun page.  Meh favorite tings to do on facebooky besides interacting wif meh many friends and furiends was visit a page called The Pork Palace.  It’s a neato spot.  It is where pets go on facebooky to fellowship, hang-out, pawrty, have weddings, hold prayer vigils, check in after hurricanes or tornadoes….you get da idea?  Well, it is a lot of fun there!  On Tuesdays it is Trivia Night.  They ask questions and it’s a race to see who can come up wif da answers – hoomans and pets!  And you win prizes too.  Real ones!  Most of da time, people donate them to a facebooky auction dat is happening to raise funds for someone’s vetting.  On Wednesdays it is Comedy Night.  It’s like Open Mic Night at a real comedy club.  It is so fun! But you wanna know meh all time favorite ting at The Pork Palace?  KARAOKE NIGHT!!!!   WOO HOO!!!   On Thursdays, we do “Croakee”. 😀  Oh you can browse meh pictures but MOI will post from meh very first time.  MOI sang Girls Just Wanna Have Fun.  See, what we do is post a picture of ourselves wif da link to da real youtube.  You cannot believe da fun!  You should come some time!
MOI took a lot of pleasure attending events related to Mended Hearts Rescue, Mutt Strut for Indy Humane, or just any ting where a dog is allowed to go.  And MOI always dressed for da occasion, you can be sure!
So, to add to meh story, is meh ending.  MOI first established a facebooky page to hope to accomplish a few tings, and one was to fight BSL.  Dat is Breed Specific Legislation.  Pit bull type dogs, as well as many as dozens of breeds are prone to da BSL.  Da last Saturday in October is National Pit Bull Awareness Day.  Last year it was meh last event.   On November 1, 2013, mumz took MOI to da vet because MOI was not looking good and started to have a swelling in meh belly.  Da vet listened and looked and well, it was meh bad heart going really bad.  MOI was diagnosed wif right side congestive heart failure.  Mumz was stunned.  She knew about da murmur and MOI took meh pills every single day.  What was dis all about?  Da vet got down and told mumz dat it was very serious and MOI was very very sick. Dis was a Friday and they didn’t expect MOI to be around Monday.  True.  Meh right heart valve was not closing all da way and dat made meh body retain fluids in meh belly.  They trained 300 milileters dat day.  Da vet said if MOI had been able to stand longer (it was so exhausting) dat they could have drained more.  But MOI was tired.  They shaved a spot on meh back and told mumz to measure around meh belly twice a day to see if it was expanding.  Careful attention had to be paid to dat because it would indicate more fluid retention.  And dat would make MOI very uncomfortable.  MOI was given a bunch of medications like lasix (which made MOI have to go potty constantly!) and 2 other meds, all to work in conjunction wif meh murmur medication.  All of them were to to help meh heart work more easily.  But, you know, an old dog can have a few tricks left in her.  Come Monday, MOI was still around.  Yep!  Mumz slept on da floor beside MOI all da time at night so she could hear if MOI needed to go potty.  Da alarm was set to dispense meds on da button, even through da night.  Mumz took MOI for a car ride every day.  Some times it was just a short drive to get out.  Other times, we went to da local fast food place for a burger.  Dat diet was now gone! 🙂  It didn’t matter now.  All dat mattered was enjoying every day, every minute.  We were blessed wif a very mild November last year.  So we went to parks a lot.  Sunshine was invigorating!  Da sunshine was like magic!  MOI tired very easily, of course, but meh appetite never slowed.  Da treats and yogurt to hide all meh meds, along wif dat occasional burger or fries from da fast food joint were always enjoyed.  Da vet said meh appetite would diminish, but it never did.  We did have to go do da vet very frequently.  There were only 2 more times when they could drain more fluid because it was risky.  In between times, they would do direct IV injections of lasix to speed up getting da fluid out of meh body.  But MOI was never scared to go to da vets all those times.  It was another ride in da car!  Another chance to sing ” You are My Sunshine”!   And dressing up!  Oh yes!  MOI always lubbed to dress up so mumz would dress MOI up to go to da vet’s!  Da ladies would come out and take meh picture!   Da vets and techs and ladies were always so nice.  Da vet posed for pictures one time.  She told Mumz dat MOI was always so stoic, in spite of being jabbed wif repeated needle pricks to drain fluids or getting lasix injections, she said MOI was always stoic….very brave.  MOI was a good girl always.   Pleeze know dat meh condition was very serious.  Da vet always checked to be sure dat MOI was not in pain or suffering in any way.  Mumz had promised to be sure MOI never suffered. <3  But on da day dat was like meh best day after diagnosis….a bright and sunny day…..MOI got very sick and it happened very fast.  MOI bloated.  It was a complication of meh CHF.  It just happened.  Mumz knew about bloat and so she got MOI in da car and to da vet very fast.  MOI was so sick all da way there.  Dis time MOI was scared.  MOI didn’t want mumz to talk to her or to even look at MOI.  MOI paced and paced and was scared.  Da head vet came right away and he told mumz it was time and no time could be spared because MOI was truly suffering.  MOI and mumz had to say goodbye and tell each other we lubbed each other til da end of time.  Then MOI made meh journey to da Rainbow Bridge and became Angel MOI.
Angel MOI still goes on facebooky.  Angel MOI likes to pray for other pets who are sick.  Angel MOI likes to tell people God bless every time MOI is on.  MOI doesn’t have much to post about so it is about helping others who have come to da Rainbow Bridge. People ask if Angel MOI has seen their baby here.  Yes!  Angel MOI has seen their own angel….and will give them da report of how their angel is doing.  Angel MOI tries to comfort others always.
Angel MOI sends you lubz and peace be wif you always.  MUAH (not to be confused wif MOI…tee hee)  xoxoxoox
Is there anything you or your momma would like to add?
This is the secretary. :)I wanted to add that on facebook, the pet community does work together holding auctions to benefit pets needing vetting or their families having a financial crisis, etc.  Gladys’ pictures have brought as much as $400.  Amazing, huh?  If feels good that she can help others even after going to the Bridge…..because that huge bid came in an auction just last month.

Also, about Mended Hearts Rescue.  They are an all breed rescue and specialize in animals that are seniors or have special needs…..some sort of TLC.  They have always had a special program about compassion rescues.  These are dogs/cats at the shelter that will never ever be adopted because they are seniors and have a health issue that would prevent them being adopted.  They are primarily owner surrendered pets and usually arrive at the shelter with an order to euthanize.  People cannot bring themselves to do that last act of love.  They don’t realize that the shelter is a scary place, particularly for a pet that has lived its entire life in a love-filled home.  So Mended Hearts will step up, pull them from the shelter and place them in permanent foster care where they will be spoiled, all medical needs addressed and never alone when that final time comes.  What they have also come to realize that while they have pulled these dogs that are literally on death’s door, when they get in a home and are loved and their medical needs being addressed, they begin to thrive again.  An example is a St. Bernard adopted with no will to live and given very little time.  He went into this program expecting to live a few months.  He lived 18 long beautiful months with every day filled with love.  Because Gladys was something of an ambassadog for this rescue in many ways – she was a senior, medical issues, and a pit bull too – she went to events to show that people CAN adopt these pets and have good lives.  So after she passed, they gave the program a name and it is called The Friends of Gladys Memorial Fund.  There are several dogs and cats in the program.  They are loved and spoiled every day for as long as it is medically sound.  But by giving this program a name, people are becoming more aware of what the rescue can do – and what they can do either here or in their own communities.  It is now also possible, with a link I’m providing to you, for them to donate directly and specifically to this fund and help MHR help more of these pets.  This is the link : Mended Hearts Rescue is a 501c3 charitable organization so all donations are tax deductible!



This article is dedicated to the loving memory of Miss Gladys the Elderbull who is now a glorious angelbull.

Miss Gladys, just as beautiful as an angelbull as she was an elderbull



Author’s Note: Merci to Miss Gladys for taking the time to answer all the questions and her mumz for getting everything written down for her. I can only hope that reading this interview has helped others realize that adopting an elderly pet gives them another chance at life & love.  Pictures were used with permission. You can visit her on her angel facebook page – Gladys, Glorious Angelbull
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Pittie Love: Meet Sherman Tank Barrise

Author’s Note: Sherman did such a good job with answering questions, I didn’t feel the need to add them and break up the dialogue. Please send some love & thoughts to him & his family. He has some extensive soft tissue damage on his left side and is being watched very carefully by Tiki and the rest of the family. His facebook page is Sherman Tank Barrise. Thank you. 


Hi der Auntie Christina!

*ahem, ahem…clearing voice…* well it all started in a makeshift whelping box four years ago…Bahaha! I iz four years old.
Da New York City Animal Control Intake person named me Tank. I was taken der after the police saved me fwom an apartment dat I was abandoned in for a week or more. When Mom took me home her Dad was so happy. He said to name me Sherman Tank. He said the ground war of WWII was won with the help of the Sherman Tank and maybe I can help win da war against BSL! He was a WWII vet and very smart!!

I was sooo happy to find momma! My fairygoddog had momma up 4AM and looking at Facebook. She saw Indy da Pitbull’s Urgent Posts and I was one of dem!!!! My time was up. Dey were gonna put dat needle in me dat day!!! *shudders* Mom never saw da Urgents before. She saw my smiling face, read dat I was gweat with men, women, children and other dogs! She said out loud dat I didn’t need to die!!! It was a June morning and I was only 18 months old. Mom and Dad’s Neapolitan Mastiff recently died three months earlier. Dey still had Tiki, their chihuahua. Mom thought that dey would wait until the right dog was sent to her but I had no time to wait! She later realized dat I was da dog dat was sent to her!!! Well, Dad and Mom were on der way into Harlem, New York from Sussex County, New Jersey to get me!! Dey found out dat it iz not easy to get a dog off da Kill List. Once I got in da car, I sat still in da middle of da back seat. I didn’t move! I knew da best view of da shelter was in da rear view mirror!! Momma and Dad says dey think I am so wondogful, an old soul and dey are still pinching themselves because I am such a gift to dem. I loves dem!

I am still plagued by bad dweams. You see, da scars on da outside heal faster den da scars on da inside. My momma hears me cwy at nite. Sometimes really, really bad. Momma gently repeats my name, cradles my head and body in her arms and tells me how much she loves me. It calms me right down. I sleep in between Mom and Dad. I scoot as close to momma as possible when I sleep. I haf to be touching her or I can’t sleep.
Momma believes in positive guidance training. She is a trainer and believes in da power of da pack. And lots of love. We are brought up to believe dat we are pawsome and we haf great self esteem because of it! So I guess everyday is extwa training! I sit, down, give paws, quiet, focus on eyes, will jump to touch a hand wherever it is and I heel well. I also haf an uncanny sense of understanding. Yeah, I am an old soul.

I haf an older sister!!! My big sister is a little chihuahua named Tiki. She thinks she iz da boss. I let her tink dat. After all, she iz older den me!

My favowite thing to do is eat!!! I get so excited! You see Aunt Christina, after being abandoned for a week or more, food is very important. My second favowite thing to do is zoomies!!! I love to zoomie up and down da hallway, in da dog park, anywhere! Oh my third favowite ting is….are you ready fur dis???….a bath!!! Yup! I love baths and I’m not afwaid to say it!! Bahaha!!!
What I would say to hoomans hesitant to about adopting a shelter pet is to realize dat we don’t furget! We are sentient beings dat are gwateful. We are more appreciative of a loving home. It is true what dey say. An animal knows it’s been rescued. We haf been temperament tested too!!! Nothing to lose, everything to gain.
Wow! I haf a lot to say to people concerned about adopting a pitbull. As a rule, we just want to please our hoomans! When we are in da wrong hands, evil people, is when that trait gets us into twouble. We want so desperately to please. We are mistreated, abused horribly, driven mad and made to fight. We don’t want to!!! We’re scared! It is da two legged dat are the monsters, not the four legged!!! Pitbulls saved from fighting rings are rehomed, loved and make loving, gwateful pets. So gwateful. So loving. Only a very small percentage cannot be saved. We are lovers, not fighters!!! We love like no other breed! We are part of America’s history. We were known as the Nanny Dog. Children were left in our care because we love children and watch over them dutifully and with gweat affection! Petey the dog from The Our Gang series was a pitbull. Sgt. Stubby saved many lives and was awarded numerous badges from his service in WWI. Sgt. Stubby was a pitbull! Pitbulls are used for service dogs, search and rescue dogs, and therapy dogs in present day life.

Momma and I would like to share to please look at what you would rather turn your eyes away from. So many animals are put to sleep. Please adopt. If you suspect animal or child cruelty, please report it. I say to you all, ‘Alone A Ripple, Together A Wave’ – Sherman Tank Barrise
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Love you and tank you!!!! MwAH!


Author’s Note: Many thanks to Sherman & his mom, sending love & well wishes from my fur family to yours. Pictures were used with permission.

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Book Review: The Lost Dogs

I’ve got a rather long list of books to read and this one I’ve been sitting on for months. I finally finished it. I have to admit it was one of the harder books to read, it brought me to tears towards the end.


My favorite quote from the book is this one:

“Every time a blogger or radio caller or anyone else wishes ill on Vick and laments how easy he got off, it not only makes that person look mean-spirited, but someone on the other end of the exchange thinks, ” That’s right, Vick did all those awful things and it didn’t really harm him.”
“It’s far better to consistently point out how much Vick lost: the $130 million contract with the Falcons; the endorsement deals; two of the prime years in his career; the nineteen months in a federal penitentiary; the missed birthdays and soccer games of his kids. Those points reinforce the message that participating in dog fighting is not worth the price paid.”


I personally don’t agree with the sentence, nor do I think he really is sorry for what he did. He’s sorry he got caught, he’s sorry he lost his contract, endorsements and has to give money and make statements against dog fighting. But (this is a huge but) it’s not about him. It’s about the 49 dogs that were pulled from the compound. It’s about those that got to know happiness, toys, treats & love, those that got to be fostered and taught manners and learn that humans are good and those that got to find forever homes. It’s also about those that didn’t make it, the one that had to be put down and the others who died before the raid. This is the story of how several agencies got together to decide the fate of these dogs, how much money, man hours, volunteer hours, patience and love was poured into these dogs.

This is also about how one case laid the groundwork for how other dogs from fighting rings are evaluated.

This book offers an extensive background on those involved in the case, starting with the investigators down to the volunteers of the shelters that were approved to take in the dogs to the foster families.

This book made me have a renewed respect for those who work with neglected and abused animals. It also renewed my faith in humanity.

It amazed me to read the stories of the foster families and how they struggled to connect with these dogs.


I highly recommend this book to an animal love, especially a dog lover.

Extra Love Needed: Meet Steve the Pretty Tripawd Kitty

Steve posing in the bathtub

How old are you?

I turn 3 years old in one week.


I have to ask, how did you end up being named Steve?

How did you come to your forever home?

The answers to these two questions kind of go together, so if it’s ok, I’m going to answer them together. My mom has been a foster mom for the Mohawk Hudson Humane Society (one of the local shelters here in Upstate NY) for 5 years. In the middle of last summer, mom answered an email to foster an adult cat who needed a lot of extra care – meds to get through a routine URI, and post op care after a rear leg amputation. Can you guess who that adult cat was?! I got through my URI just fine, and while mom was waiting for my surgery to get scheduled, she and dad tried to think of a new name for me. They rename all of their fosters. They looked up cute names for tripods or names of famous amputees, but nothing was fitting and they didn’t want to keep calling me Mya. Then, one day, mom looked at me and said, “Sorry, Steve, that leg is gonna hafta come off!” (It’s a line from the Michael Keaton movie, Multiplicity.) Mom and dad both laughed and thought it was actually a funny name! It stuck! After my surgery, a few days into my recovery, mom had a migraine. She usually gets them, but the problem with this one was that it ended with her having vertigo. She went to several doctors who couldn’t figure out what was wrong with her. As I recovered from my amputation, I could tell she didn’t feel good. I stuck by her side. I even sat on the side of the tub when she took a shower! She helped me feel better, I wanted to help her feel better. The day I went back to the humane society to get my stitches out, I got the best news ever! Mom and dad had signed my adoption papers! My foster parents were my furever parents!!

Steve really loves sausage…


How long were you at the vet when you had your leg amputated?

My leg was amputated at the humane society that rescued me. I was actually only there for half of the day. They let me go home the afternoon of the surgery because mom has animal medical care experience. That was why mom asked to foster me. She had taken care of surgical patients in a hospital setting. She wanted to try it at home. She wanted a firsthand experience so she could better counsel clients on home care of their pets after surgery. How better to understand it than to go through it?


Did it take a while to adjust to life without it?

Not at all! My leg was useless before the surgery. It was bent the wrong way and just sort of flopped along beside me. It was in the way! The amputation got it out of the way and made me quicker! I think that made mom mad at first because I was climbing the baby gate when I was supposed to be on cage rest!! MOL!!!


How did your fursiblings react?

Well my slobbery brother thought that I smelled kind of funny. To be honest, I think I smelled kind of funny, too. Once Saxon realized I was faster, I think he saw me as an honest threat because he stepped up his wrestling game! And Spyder…well Spyder has been through the war. Nothing phases Spyder.

Saxon & Steve about to snuggle


Have you caught the red dot yet?

No!! Have you seen it? Do you have any tips for catching it? It’s so fast and it can climb on the ceiling! Spyder ignores it. I wish I could show that kind of restraint!


What do you think of your little Yorkie fursibling?

Oh my little cousin? She’s got a mouth on her. She really has a lot to say. She doesn’t come to visit a lot, so as long as that remains the case, she’s ok. Mom keeps saying that Saxon and I could squish her if we really wanted to, but that if we did Uncle Mike wouldn’t be happy.


Question time for your mom, how did you get involved with animal welfare/advocacy?

I went to a lot of different colleges for a lot of different majors trying to find a career path that would make me happy. Then one day, five years ago, I had a heart to heart with my dad. We talked about my strengths and what really, truly made me happy. Animals made me happy. My dad suggested that I look into a job as a vet or a vet technician; but for starters, he said I should volunteer at a shelter. He said that the worst of the animal world is there, and if I’m willing to deal with that side of it, I would be able to handle the rest of it. I started at Mohawk Hudson and met the most incredible people who are willing to do anything to better the lives of homeless pets. I saw that those are the best people in the world, and I wanted to be one of them.  -Amy

Steve & her mom Amy


What has been the greatest challenge you’ve faced so far?

I don’t know if it’s being a part of the BSL argument, or being a part of the “adopt don’t shop” argument. The people who think that pit bulls are inherently dangerous are pretty stuck in their ways, but the argument is not so tough because statistics are on our side. Pit bull type dogs are great dogs, and banning what someone thinks is a single breed does not actually fix a dog bite epidemic. The “adopt don’t shop” argument is tough because it is not black and white. I don’t have an issue with breeding when it is done correctly, respectfully, and responsibly. However, I don’t know enough about breeding to be able to point to one breeder and say it’s good and another and say it’s bad. I can say puppy mills are bad. I can say most backyard breeders are bad. I can say I’d really prefer it if you didn’t breed your dog with your neighbor’s dog because they’re both cute and you think they’d make cute puppies. I can show you a couple of kennels full of cute puppies that no one wanted in South Carolina. -Amy


How did you overcome it?

Education is key. In this “business” you can’t be afraid to speak your mind. Someone is going to disagree with you, and that’s fine. You have to stand your ground and know that you’re right. Like I said with BSL, I know that I have statistics on my side. As far as adopting goes, the best I can do is give someone in the market for a dog or a cat some resources to look at. “Here are some websites listing dogs/cats/puppies/kittens available for adoption from a shelter. Did you know that shelters often have purebreds?” If they are still adamant about buying from a breeder, I can encourage them to do their research on the breeder. Never pick the first breeder you find out of ease. Ask questions, read reviews. -Amy

Steve loves her basket, until the red dot shows up


Is there anything you would like to say about yourself or Steve?

We know that adopting a special needs pet is not for everyone. We are lucky to have two here in this household! If you decide to adopt one, or of your regular needs pet turns into a special needs pet, remember that there are a lot of resources out there for you! Mom wanted to foster me as a challenge to herself, then fell in love and adopted me. She found while looking for funny names for me and it turned out to be a great place to ask questions and share stories! You can learn from others’ troubles and others can learn from your troubles! The special needs community is just that…A COMMUNITY!!


Steve modeling her “Tripawds Rule” Bandana


Author’s Note: Many many thanks to Miss Amy for letting me pepper her with questions about herself and Miss Steve. Pictures were used with permission. You can find Steve on her facebook page –  Steve the Pretty Tripawd Kitty
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Extra Love Needed: Meet Micah

Hello, Fwist of all mommy twold me to say vank u for wantin to intweview me! I haven’t ben round long so tis is kool!

Micah passed out on the couch


How old are you?

Mommy sayz I am nine weekz old!!
Where did your name come from?

Mommy sayz my name in Hebew means Gift from God and that is what I am!

Micah sleeping against his doggy sibling

How did you come to your forever home?

Micah’s mom here, A nice lady named Heather found Micah and his sister behind an electrical panel at an apartment complex. They were about two weeks old at the time! She could not keep the babies so she posted a picture of them on a FB page. As soon as I saw the picture Micah owned my heart. Fortunately another nice lady named Korrie had a momma cat that adopted them. Sadly Micah’s sister had a lot of physical and health problems and she left us to go over the Rainbow Bridge. Micah came home to me a week and a half ago now!! He is now in his forever home!
How many fursiblings do you live with?

Micah here, I have two kitty furblings!!! One kitty uncl and thwee bow wow’s
Do you get along with everyone?

I luv evewbodie and tey wuv me!!!
Do they treat you any different?

Nope! I westle with my furblings all the time! They is bigger then me!! But that is ok!! It is fun!

Playing under the director’s chair

What is your favorite thing to do?

My favowite ting is to pway with my furblings!!!
Do you need any medication/therapy at this time?

Nope! The lady doctor sayz I am healthee!

Micah has claimed the bowl for his own

What would you or your forever family like to say about pets that need extra love?

Micah’s mom here, special needs pets are so loving. Micah is happy to see me that as soon as I pick him up he is purring!!! So I would tell anyone out there don’t be afraid just because they are a little different because the amount of love you get back is so great!!! I wouldn’t change one thing about Micah! He makes loving him easy!

Epic Cuteness Overload!

Is there anything else you would like to add?


Just that if by following Micah’s page we can influence anyone to adopt a special needs animal that would be awesome. I have said that there is nothing wrong with Micah he is exactly the way God intended and God doesn’t make mistakes! He is a blessing to me and my husband just by the miracle of him!!!


Thank you for the opportunity to talk about Micah!!! Yes you can use any picture from his page that you would like. If you decide to use the interview would you let me know when it is published? Thanks, Tracey

Author’s Note: Many many thanks to Micah’s mom for sharing his story. Pictures were used with permission. You can find his facebook page –  Micah
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Extra Love Needed: Meet Tyrone

Author’s Note: Some  of the pictures may be a bit graphic, but I wanted to include them in the interview to show what Tyrone looked like when he was first taken in to now. 


How old are you?
They bewieve I am about 7 years old

Ty back in Sept 2013

Where did your name come from?
I was actually named by the people who were letting me live in their gawage before my illness. So I was named before I was wescued

Ty and Momma Maria – Oct 2013

How did you find your forever home?
I showed up around the time of Hurricane Sandy near My Momma Mawia’s house and she was feeding me and then I disappeared and one day she was at her neighbors house and she seed me outside and said hey that’s the cat I was feeding and then he disappeared and the neighbor said oh that’s Tywone we made him a bed in our garage and we feed him there but he comes and goes as he wants too. At this pint I was perfectly fen noting wong wif my eye and I had a kind of sort of out side home. Then sometime in the summer somefing happened to me and no one weakly knows what (I don’t wemember it was too twaumatic) but the peoples who were taking care of me called Momma Mawia and Momma Beff and told them somefing was wong so they comed to get me and were shocked by what they saw 🙁 I wan off and hid and the peoples said oh well you’ll never get him now because once he wins off he doesn’t come back for a while and Momma Beff said OH NO I’m not weaving here wifout him and she sat down on the deck and said Tywone, i can’t help you if you don’t come to me…..and crazy as it sounds I listened and walked wight over and climbed in her lap AND THAT WAS IT I went home wif her

Ty relaxing with Momma Maria Dec 2013

What would you like to say to other stray injured cats?

That there are a wot of bad hoomans but there are a WOT of great ones too and twist your instincts as to who you can twust and most importantwy NEVER give up and NEVER be ashamed of how you look. Evewy soul is important and has an important role here on earf.

Most cats are scared of going to the vets, how do you handle it?
I don’t wike it at all and I meow a wot. But I am usualwy vewy good for the Vet and the assistants. My moms two to make it as comfortable as possible when I has to go to the white coats(thats what I calls them)


How are you doing now?

I am doing pwetty good. My moms and me are just fwustwated that the area around my eye won’t compwetwy heal. It keeps getting infected and irritated and gooks up and gets kind of cwusty. So I has to get oinkment pwetty often and I weally don;t like it. I am not always a vewy good boy when my moms have to give me medicine or cwean my eye. None of my doctors can seem to agwee on what exactwy is going on wif my eye and the area awound it and so far none of the tweatments have been able to finish the healing pwocess.

What is your favorite thing to do?
OOOH I wuv to sit in my window seat and watch what is going on outside. As soon as my dawg sibwings bar I know somefing is out there and I win to my window to see what it is! I like to pway now too AND I wuv my tweats and ear wubs.

Ty – Late 2013

This question is for your momma: I read that he slept with Beth despite the smell and oozing, how did she do it?

Beth was a vet tech for 24 years and has been around a lot of terrible situations, although this one was really something never seen before and both Myself (Maria) and Beth just felt such a connection with Tyrone and wanted so badly to give him the respect and love he deserved before he transitioned from this earth. We were told he had a few weeks to a months t the most and whether the smell was horrific or not we spent as much time with him as we could to provide him comfort and let him know he was loved. I guess we almost became immune to the smell. When you would first enter the room it was so overpowering but as we would sit with him and see how happy he was that we were there the smell seemed insignificant.

Silly question, but what is a reiki treatment?
The definition of it is : a healing technique based on the principle that the therapist can channel energy into the patient by means of touch, to activate the natural healing processes of the patient’s body and restore physical and emotional well-being.

If you go to our website and to the blog tab you will find an entire blog about the reiki treatments that ty was receiving . It was truly amazing to watch his behavior from beginning of a treatment(where he was very edgy and restless) the the end of a treatment (where he was entirely relaxed and in an almost ethereal state)

How has your life changed since taking Ty in?
Oh wow so much has changed. We started a non profit in honor of Tyrone (Tybean as we often call him) to run a TNR program and most importantly we are focusing on education. We believe that educating today’s youth is the key to reducing animal abuse cases and encouraging them to understand that EVERY living thing deserves respect and compassion and has the right to live on this earth. Our focus is to begin raising fund so that come fall we can provide free programs in the area schools to try to connect with the next generation. We have also facilitated the adoption of over a dozen animals in the few months we have been in operation and have done TNR on many to help reduce the population of of feral cats. There there is the managing of thrones “fame” it honestly takes a lot of time and energy to manage tyrone’s and All Souls pages but it is so heartwarming because we get so many messages from people stating that they may be having an absolutely horrible day and Tyrone will post something that gives them joy. We have had people with cancer, severe depression, loss of loved ones etc message us about how important Ty’s page is to them. So it really isn;t just about an inspiring cat who does some silly things, it is about helping those who are struggling get through rough times and give them a little piece of happiness.

Ty- March 1, 2014

Are you a part of any pet support groups?

We are on many special needs cat sites and participate in educating about special needs. We are also on the support group of parents of pets with cancer even though he is believed to now be cancer free. We still engage and encourage those on the page.
What advice would you have for a pet parent who has a pet that needs extra love like Ty?
Have patience, ask questions, RESEARCH problems on your own do not simply rely on Doctors for the answers and most of all enjoy every minute that you have with them and don;t allow others opinions to influence you.



Author’s Note: First and foremost I want to give my sincerest thanks to Miss Beth & Miss Maria for taking in Tyrone. The pictures I’ve included are nothing compared to dealing with it in person, so I want to say thank you so much for giving Ty another chance at life when so many would have given up. Thank you both  for letting me pester them with questions about Tyrone. Pictures were used with permission. You can find his facebook page –  Tenderness for Tyrone. Please also stop by All Souls Connected
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