Peter Popalo – Animal Advocate & Local Musician

When I was a child my parents adopted a mutt for my brothers and sisters and I and when we woke up Christmas morning there was our little lady eating tinsel off the Christmas tree, I fell in love right then and there
My heart aches when I see dogs needing homes so I always share every single dog and cat that I see on the internet then I called a couple local rescue to offer to transport or help in anyway free concert, Drive, whatever they need
I have no favorite breed however my last two dogs have been dachshunds or dachshund mix I currently have one mini dachshund 6 Stray Cats that live on my back porch and backyard and a couple of regular raccoons LOL

 

Most of my transports have been from Hillsborough but I tell them I will go up to 3 hours away for free
We’ve done three benefits one war I think it was called 50 legs for children that have lost limbs to get artificial limbs that they cannot afford I played that show with Ellie Lee and the blues Fury we did a benefit in Homosassa Lyme disease and we did a benefit at Skinny’s for children with cancer but so far no benefits for the homeless animals
But would certainly make ourselves available when the time arises
Yes all of the cats are brought in to be fixed so far the two dachshunds have not had any spine issues the one I have now is 12 years old name freckles but I think what has read driven me to be an advocate 4 animals that need home when I was a touring musician living in Boone North Carolina I had a dachshund named lady I got her from Hillsborough after a separation with my late wife when I got to Carolina I I got a job with a touring reggae band which I was turning down because of my dog they said don’t worry she’s wonderful bring her with us on tour so lady and I would go out with the band for 10 – 21 days and come home she was wonderful on the road handle the road better than some musicians I know LOL as she got older I had a house sitter when I would go on tour so that I could leave lady at home I was touring in 2009 for 3 weeks opening up for the original Wailers Bob Marley’s Wailers we were scheduled to come back home July 5th after finishing the tour on July 4th in Wilmington North Carolina about 5 hours away from Boone we decided to stay one more night and leave in the morning I woke up that night about 4 a.m. with a terrible feeling that something happened to my dog when we got back to Boone the band was dropping me off at my house and we found lady on the side of the road she had been hit by a car my house sitter went out for the 4th of July even though I asked her not to and Lady jumped out of a window because of the fireworks it broke my heart more than losing my parents hardest biggest loss I ever had I carry her ashes and a little hand blown glass jug at every show I have ever performed at since then to remind myself of what I gave up to play music I played over 1,000 shows since then there was two times that I can remember where I forgot to bring the little earned with her ashes and put it in my pocket and those two nights I had major technical problems I s*** you not so freckles is a rescue also but will not have another dog in her home she just won’t have it otherwise I’d have more I live with my brother who’s handicapped so I can help and he adopted freckles but shares her with me
I have an ern not earned, with ladys ashes
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Small Pets: Meet Blue

Author’s Note: Apparently this posted early as it was supposed to be for 8/13. >.< Many thanks to Miss Stacie for sharing Blue’s story and telling me about him. Pictures used with permission. 

 

Blue was roughly a year old when I got him and I loved him for 5 years, so he was roughly 6 years old when he crossed the rainbow bridge.

The night before I went to search for a guinea pig to add to my little family, I had a dream about an old TV show that I used to watch when I was a little kid. My favourite character in the show was a woman with awesome hair who was named Blue. I had completely forgotten about the show until that dream so I decided to name him Blue.

At the time that I adopted Blue, I also had three dogs and three cats. Two of my cats passed during Blue’s life and three more were adopted; as well as a hedgehog. At the time of his passing, Blue had 8 siblings. Four cats, three dogs and a hedgehog. Harri (hedgie) was Blue’s best buddy and I often found them chatting to each other through their cages (the cages were placed next to each other) when everyone else was already in bed. They had a weekly playdate during cage cleaning time and really enjoyed spending time together.

My cats also loved Blue and always seemed to consider him to be one of their own. When he went to his outdoor cage for fresh air and playtime, they used to lie around his cage and rub noses with him through the bars. I think they thought he was a strange little kitten.

Blue loved playing games with me. We had a little thing we used to do when I cleaned his cage. When it was time to put a clean blanket in, I would show it to him through the cage door and he would sniff at it before running circles around the cage. Each time that he passed the doorway, he would stop for a kiss on the nose and then scamper off again. The blanket could only be put in when he had gotten three nose kisses. He also learned to run circles for his bedtime carrot. He had a little bell in his cage that he would ring with his nose. After three laps and three rings, he would be given his carrot. He also loved building little “sculptures” around his cage. He would take toys and hay and balled up paper and pile them in little structures all around his cage. I would then hide treats in them and he would go on a scavenger hunt for the treats.

Blue loved so many snacks that it would be difficult to name a single favourite! But if I had to narrow it down, I would say his particular choices were tomatoes, cucumbers, banana leaves, corn husks and baby spinach. He thought the sole purpose of the fridge was to contain his snacks and within about a week of being with me, he had learned what the fridge door sounded like. Every time that I opened it, he would wheek for a nibble of something tasty. He also developed his own little way of saying Thank you! for his snacks. Each time that I gave him something delicious to nibble on, he would make a little sound that was sort of a cross between a wheek and a purr (almost a prrrppp sound). He only ever made this sound when receiving snacks – never for getting his regular dinner foods or anything else. It was incredibly sweet and it always made me happy to hear it because it meant that he was happy.

Blue was my first guinea pig and he taught me so much. I was terrified in the beginning that I might hurt his fragile little being or give him the wrong foods or miss something that was important to his care. But he just stuck it out with me and we found our own little path together. He made it very clear which snacks he liked and which he didn’t (although he finally gave peas and green beans another try and decided that he did actually like them after all!). He would clang his bowl against the side of his cage when it was dinner time and would wheek at me if I forgot his dinner time snack and sat down to my own meal before attending to his needs! He loved his bedtime carrot and would always remind me when I started going through the closing up routine in the evening. So, my advice to piggie parents would simply be to get to know the little one and let them lead you. They will teach you most of what you need to know. And be prepared to have a huge part of your heart and life taken over by such a little critter! Blue had such a huge personality and he has left a gaping hole in our little family. He will never be forgotten and I am so grateful that I had the wonderful years with him that I was lucky enough to have. He was an incredibly special little boy and I will love him forever.

 

Dedication:

This article is dedicated to the loving memory of Blue.

You will always be loved.

Extra Love Needed: Meet Princess Charlie

Author’s Note: Many thanks to Charlie’s parents for letting me ask questions. 

I have to ask, how are Charlie & Queso getting along? 

She still isn’t a big fan, but she likes to torment him now. Hahahaha. She’ll chase him through the house.

Is she currently on any medications or doing therapy?

She doesn’t need any medication or therapy as of right now, she might in the future…but we can’t be sure.

Have you had to make any changes since she joined the family?

We haven’t really had to change a whole lot in the house for her. We bought bowls that she can eat from, some were too high for her to get into. The litter box was moved from the basement to the main floor for her (for obvious reasons, haha). We also block off the basement stairs just to make sure she won’t get to them.

What is her favorite thing to do?

This is a tough one. I would have to say her favorite thing to do is sleep on the couch. Since she can’t get up on the furniture on her own, we put her up with us for couch time…she loves it. A close second would be terrorizing her cat brother Duncan. Haha.

What would you like to say about CH cats?

CH kitties are amazing little creatures. They’re determined. They’re fierce. And they’re lovable. They deserve a chance at life too, so many get out to sleep just because of their condition. It’s sad. Depending on when the CH kitten is adopted, it might be rough at first. We got Charlie when she was a week old. We had to feed her every few hours and bathe her daily, multiple times some days. The litter training was rough. They need a lot of time and patience, but it all pays off.
I hope this helps get the attention on to CH babies, they have so much love to give, they just need to be given the chance.

Happy Tails (Feathers): Meet Charlie

Author’s Note: Many thanks to Miss Latonia for letting me ask about Charlie. Pictures used with permission. Sorry about the delay in editing I had some computer problems. Stupid Windows updates.. grrrrs

 

Buzzsaw is her nickname

She’s between 7 and 9 years old.

We got her from a pet shop, she had been surrendered by her previous owners.

She’s not trained. Her old owners didn’t take very good care of her.

She can say a bunch of stuff, with hello being her most prominent word. Pretty bird and what’s up are also favorites. Occasionally she’s say shut up but we discourage it.

She requires a large cage or her feathers come in bent. I usually change her cage twice a week.

Water is changed daily because she likes to put her food in it to soften it.

She usually is out of her cage all day and goes bed when I do. She is currently using an old rabbit hutch as a perch till we can buy or make her a new one.

She not our first. We previously had a blue and gold, but had to give her away when my mom lost her job when nasa did cut backs.

Blue and golds (unless raised from a baby) are very territorial of one person. She only allows me to hold her and is very aggressive with anyone else.

If considering getting a macaw, keep in mind they need a lot of stimulus and attention, and can outlive you if given the proper diet. However they’re very lovey to their selected person, just today we had love time on the bed where she sat on my chest and “groomed” me while I attempted to free her new incoming feathers from their stalks. (Not an activity she enjoys as they are sore from pushing through). Her idea of grooming is checking out anything she wants on me with her beak. She’s usually very gentle, but on occasion does hurt me, however never on purpose unless she’s warned me several times to stop doing whatever it is making her angry.

Happy Tails: Poof, Biscuit, Gunny & Abby

Author’s Note: Many thanks to Miss Savanah for letting me ask questions about her pets (and finance! 😉

How old is everyone & what are their names?

Poof, my domino boy is almost two years old;

Biscuit, my Siamese is a year and a half,

and Absinthe our black kitty is almost a year old.

The dog, Gunny will be four in November and my fiancé is 21 in December.

How did they come to live with you?

Poof was found by a neighbor in California who asked me if I’d take him once he was 8 weeks. Biscuit was saved at 3 weeks old from freezing weather, and Abby was a kill shelter save as a kitten. Gunny was actually taken directly from a neglectful home.

As for my fiancé, I found him gaming. Haha.

How does everyone get along?
Gunny is very much a cat in spirit, so they all get along famously. Tony, the hooman gets testy sometimes but the actual animals all love each other dearly.

Who rules the roost the cat or the dogs?
The kitties definitely rule the roost, although Gunny likes to tattle when they’re misbehaving. He’ll bark at them and chase them away from being bad kitties.

What is everyone’s favorite things to do?
I think they all love eating the most. Eating and napping.

Are there any tips/tricks you would like to share about having a multi pet household?
We keep everything very clean and the dog sleeps separate from the kitties at night; it really keeps the peace between the brood so everyone gets alone time. I’d suggest slow introductions and persistence to any new multi-pet household.

Also, lots of positive behavior rewards.