Some people get that they are the voice of animals.
On Monday, temperatures reached 91 degrees in NE Ohio. It was a miserable day to be outside much less a car. Yet, someone took their dog to WalMart with them...and proceed to leave the poor dog in the car with the windows open 'a little'. Another shopper called police after about 20 minutes. Fortunately, the dog was still alive.
Owner was arrested and is to appear in court on June 5th.
All I have to say is 'good job' to the person who called and the police. They very well may have saved a life.
As summer begins, NEVER leave your pet in a car on a hot day. Not for 5 minutes. Either leave your pet at home or leave someone in the car with him/her and leave the car running. If you see a pet in a car that looks distressed, please call 911. Please help save lives this summer.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Friday, May 18, 2012
I'm back....
It's so easy to not blog when your life is chaos. Since last posting, I've healed a broken arm, continued my work at the Friendship APL, started on wedding plans with my daughter, took the 'Introduction to Personal Fabrication' class at Lorain County Community College (a must for every artist in my mind) and bought a new house.
As usual, work at the shelter is never boring. I learn something new every day. Recently I had the opportunity to be with a cat who had to be euthanized due to injuries. In a word, it stunk. It was one of the hardest things I've ever done (except for having my own cat die in my arms and having to euthanize my dog a few years back). In 'honor' of this precious soul I wrote the following update on my Facebook page. Feel free to share it with your friends, your enemies and the neighbor who lets his/her cat roam the neighborhood.
Dear Cat Guardian (and I use the term loosely)
I held your beautiful boy today after he had been hit by a car. He snuggled in and purred while I held him, petted him and spoke kind words to him. I told him what a good boy he was and soon he would be in a better place. I felt his backbone with so little fat and muscle around it and wondered how long ago you threw him out....or moved away and left him.
All to soon I had to lay him on the exam table. He was checked over and determined that he had too many injuries to humanely heal him. I talked to him while the injection was prepared and gently held his paws and cradled his head while he was given the injection to take him to the rainbow bridge. I held him gently and petted him while the injection worked. As he took his last breaths, I closed his eyes and told him I'd see him at the bridge some day. He died purring because he was with someone who loved him, even though I had just met him. I didn't even know his name.
Today I held your cat while he died. While I don't understand why you put him out of your life and in danger, I am grateful for the chance to send him to the rainbow bridge with love.
Night all....and remember to spay and neuter your pets.
As usual, work at the shelter is never boring. I learn something new every day. Recently I had the opportunity to be with a cat who had to be euthanized due to injuries. In a word, it stunk. It was one of the hardest things I've ever done (except for having my own cat die in my arms and having to euthanize my dog a few years back). In 'honor' of this precious soul I wrote the following update on my Facebook page. Feel free to share it with your friends, your enemies and the neighbor who lets his/her cat roam the neighborhood.
Dear Cat Guardian (and I use the term loosely)
I held your beautiful boy today after he had been hit by a car. He snuggled in and purred while I held him, petted him and spoke kind words to him. I told him what a good boy he was and soon he would be in a better place. I felt his backbone with so little fat and muscle around it and wondered how long ago you threw him out....or moved away and left him.
All to soon I had to lay him on the exam table. He was checked over and determined that he had too many injuries to humanely heal him. I talked to him while the injection was prepared and gently held his paws and cradled his head while he was given the injection to take him to the rainbow bridge. I held him gently and petted him while the injection worked. As he took his last breaths, I closed his eyes and told him I'd see him at the bridge some day. He died purring because he was with someone who loved him, even though I had just met him. I didn't even know his name.
Today I held your cat while he died. While I don't understand why you put him out of your life and in danger, I am grateful for the chance to send him to the rainbow bridge with love.
Night all....and remember to spay and neuter your pets.
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