Is anybody out there????

January 27, 2012

Does anybody out there read what I write week by week?  Most days I wonder.  I know there are some of my blogs that are found by the search engines because I see the stats and I know what people search on.  I know they are interested in reading about Oogy, and it makes me happy to know that his story is being found, but twice a week now I pour my heart and soul into writing about the animals that I love so much and feel so passionately about and I wonder, do I make a difference in the lives of any of the animals out there?  Do I bring comfort, or educate anyone?  Does anyone care?  Did anyone pay attention when I wrote that there is no medication to treat heartworms, so we have to treat our animals with preventative 12 months out of the year now rather than just during the warm months because you can’t take that chance in this environment?  Or the truth of cats and toxoplasmosis.  Even if you’re too old to be pregnant today it’s information you could be sharing with others if you knew about it and understood it, but first you have to read it, and I don’t think anyone paid any attention at all.  So I wonder why I continue to do this.  It’s one thing to be ignored, but to be ignored twice as often, well that’s really insulting.  Then today I again saw on story of the German shepherd that had his face blown off by the boys that tied his mouth shut with firecrackers inside:

 

German Shepherd with no face

 

 

And I remember why I do this.  Twice per week I pour my heart out to whoever will listen to me in the hopes that somehow, someplace, someone will be touched and will do something.  Maybe someone will adopt a cat because they’re no longer afraid of having a cat around pregnant women.  Or they recognize that there is something wrong with those boys that live down the street and the police need to be contacted because their abuse is accelerating and if I don’t intervene, no one will.  But I can’t do this alone.  I need your help.  I’m not asking you to read every Tail Talk I write.  My own family doesn’t even do that.  All I’m asking is that you read what looks interesting to you, take it to heart, then when you see something where you can put it into action, do it.  Don’t sit on the side lines any more.  Be the one that makes the difference.  Make your voice be the one that speaks up and is heard because no one else is speaking up.  We have to stop this abuse.  We have to stop this acceptance of dropping off animals because we’re tired of them.  Let’s hold people’s feet to the fire and make them accountable.

 

Tail Talk is published bi-weekly http://TailTalk.org or you can find us on facebook by searching for the TailTalk.org page.  Please visit and share with all your friends, and ask them to share with their friends, etc.  Help me get the word out because remember, we’re in this together, and I need your help.  Let me know you’re in this with me and I’m not out here by myself.  Together we can change the world.  Please…

And never forget, it is only through you that the Randolph County Humane Society continues to save lives, one by one.


Before you donate your hard earned money make sure your charity lives by the golden rule.

January 24, 2012

How many of you have donated to your favorite charity in order to help them during their difficult times?  Have you ever thought about checking into that charity to see if what they presented to the public is the truth, or if they are even, in fact, a charity?  I was confronted with this very issue this past week when a gentleman my husband used to work with contacted me through facebook and asked me, along with other folks that he knew were involved in the rescue of animals, to check out an organization that publicized animals that are available for adoption in shelters across the country.  His daughter had found the picture of a puppy that she fell in love with and she wanted nothing more for her 18th birthday than to make that puppy her own.  I was only familiar with one website that has the photos and details of animals in shelters across the country and that is Petfinder.com, so I was surprised to hear there was another attempting to fulfill that need but whatever works to get the message out there is a good thing.  I didn’t have much to go on except the name of the puppy, the photo of the puppy, and the name of the website where she found the information.  The first thing I did was go to the website and checked out the “contact us” and “about us” information, and saw that they presented themselves as a 501(c)3 charity, which means any money you donate to them is 100% tax deductable.  Whenever anyone tells you that you don’t have to take them at face value, you can go to the IRS website and check it out for yourself:

http://apps.irs.gov/app/eos/mainSearch.do?mainSearchChoice=pub78&dispatchMethod=selectSearch

Fill out the information and it will return their exemption status.  Imagine my surprise to find out that this organization was not a 501(c)3 charity but instead a public charity with only a 50% deductible so what they presented on their website was incorrect.  I tried to call them, but they had a phone number that was impossible to get through on so I sent them an email, their preferred contact method, but I have yet to hear back from them.  I don’t understand why anyone would do that because I couldn’t find anything else about them that didn’t seem legitimate, but this sends up a serious red flag.  Then I checked with the Better Business Bureau Charity Review website:

http://www.bbb.org/us/Charity-Reviews/

but there was no record of them there so I asked the BBB to investigate them.  There had been no negative report on BBB.org about them before I contacted them so I think they were legit in all other ways except this, but this is a big one.  You can’t fool with people’s money.  There are many organizations out there that are legitimate charities that take your money yet little of what they collect makes it to support what they state.  It is always good to check into their operating costs and ask how much of your donation goes into board member salaries, etc. before you donate.  That’s why I’ve always been impressed with the Randolph County Humane Society.  Their board members donate 100% of their time.  All the monies raised goes to support the animals.  There is no waste.  Before you donate your hard earned dollar, check out where it’s going.  If the charity is taking more than 10-15% for operating costs to support its board before the money is used to support the charity, maybe you should look elsewhere to donate your hard earned money.  I’m not saying they don’t deserve it, I’m only saying it deserves another look.  And then think about sending it to RCHS where all of it goes to the animals.  And never forget, it’s only through you that the RCHS continues to save lives, one by one.

 


War Dogs. True American heroes. Let’s honor them as such.

January 20, 2012

During my research for my now bi-weekly articles I come across the most interesting information that I am able to share with you all, and this week I have found the best of the best.  I came across a cause on facebook that stated that military war dogs are euthanized at the age of 7 to 8 years of age, and the cause was in support of stopping the euthanization just as the dogs were at the age of retirement.  I take nothing at face value so I started to research war dogs and I came across The United States War Dogs Association, Inc., a nonprofit organization of former and current US Military dog handlers and supporting members committed to promoting the long history of the Military Service Dogs, establishing permanent War Dog Memorials, and educating the public about the invaluable service of these canines to our country.  Their website, http://www.uswardogs.org, is an interesting read and I highly recommend taking the time to check it out because anyone that loves animals will benefit from learning about the service these animals have given in saving the lives of our service men and women in the Viet Nam war, the Iraq war and now in Afghanistan.

 

A Brief History: Vietnam.

 

Military Working Dogs have been used by the U.S. Military since WW I.

The dogs were originally enlisted by the Quartermaster Corps, and a diversity of breeds where accepted

Once knowledge and experience was gained the dogs of choice became the German Shepherd Dog and the Doberman. Due to the nature of work to be accomplished the Labrador eventually replaced the Doberman.

The German Shepherd remained the most frequently used dog. These dogs are commonly referred to as War Dogs; however, the correct term is Military Working Dogs. They have saved countless lives and casualties since the

beginning of their Military Service and they continue to do so today.

Dogs of Vietnam/Brief History:

There is a confirmed list of 3,747 dogs that were used in Vietnam identified by Dr. Howard Hayes, Veterinarian (RET) of the National Institute of Health as of March 1994, by “brand number” (a tattoo usually placed

in the left ear of the dog). However, it is estimated that approximately 4,900 dogs where used during the course of the war between 1964 and 1975. Records of the dogs in Vietnam where not maintained by the military prior to

1968, thus the discrepancy.

How Many Dogs Returned Home?

Only 204 dogs exited Vietnam during the 10-year period. Some remained in the Pacific, and some returned to the United States. None returned to civilian life. So what happened to the dogs that remained? Most where

euthanized and the others were turned over to the ARVN (South Vietnamese Army).

How Many Handlers Served in Vietnam and what Branch of Service?  All four branches of the military used dogs in Vietnam.  Approximately 10,000 handlers served. Vietnam was the largest concentrated effort of the use of dogs and handlers in any Combat Era the United States has ever undertaken. It is estimated that the dogs and handlers saved over 10,000 lives.

The following is a breakdown of handlers by Military Branch that served in Vietnam. 65%Army 26%Air Force 7%Marine 2%Navy.

What Mission (duties) did the Dogs and Handlers Have in Vietnam?

Scout Dogs

A Scout Dog Team consisted of one German Shepherd and the handler.  When requested the Scout Dog Team joined an infantry unit and served as their “eyes and ears”. The Scout Dog Team walked “point” (out front) for the

unit, looking for booby trap trip wires, ambushes, hidden caches of food or weapons, snipers etc. When the dog alerted, the handler passed the information to the patrol leader who then moved his troops forward.

Scout dogs and handlers where trained at Ft. Benning, Ga. Some Scout Dog handlers were trained “In-Country” (OJT) or were originally trained as Tracker handlers.)

Combat Tracker Teams (CTT:

The Tracker Team consisted of a Labrador Retriever (Sometimes Shepherds) and handler, a cover man, a Visual Tracker and a Team Leader. Trackers were called to duty when the unit wished to re-establish contact with the

enemy.  Tracker teams acted much like the old Indian Scouts (except for the use of the dogs). They were called upon to “track” either visually or by using a Labrador Retriever to follow ground (blood trails, body odor etc.) or

airborne scent in order to locate missing personnel, i.e., downed pilots, wounded GI’s, or the enemy. The Majority of Combat Trackers and Tracker Dogs were trained in Malaysia at the British Jungle Warfare School (JWS) or

at Ft. Gordon, Ga. in the U.S.

Sentry Dog Teams:

Sentry Dog Teams were universal within every branch of the U.S. Armed Forces in Vietnam to include the Air Force in Thailand; and were normally an arm of Military Police Units (All Branches had police units-they just call

them different names). Sentry Dog Teams, “walked the wire” on the outskirts of a location and their primary form of communication was via radio after the dog alerted. Back up to the team was a tower or bunker guard, a quick response team, or getting illumination (flares). Sentry Dog Teams (K9] were comprised of one German Shepherd and one handler and generally worked at night (about 99%). Their mission was to “Detect, Detain, and Destroy.

Sentry Dog Teams were the first line of defense on the perimeter of not only Bases in Vietnam but also ammo depots, supply areas, communications areas, > naval installations, camps, flight lines, and other sensitive areas.

The majority of Sentry Dog handlers and Sentry Dogs were trained at Lackland Air Force Base, TX.

[All branches), however, some were trained in Showa (Tachikawa), Japan, and many handlers were trained "In-Country- (OJT)

Mine/Booby/Tunnel Dog Teams:

The Team was one German Shepherd and a handler in support of infantry and combat engineer operations (Army and Marines). The mission was to detect mines, booby-traps, trip wires, tunnel compiles and any other casualty

producing devices. They also assisted in searching villages or suspected areas of enemy built up supplies, weapons and ammunition.

Up until recently we haven’t been very good at supporting our four legged warriors, and I hope that is changing now since the military has started to understand that they are a viable part of the military presence and not only perform a valuable service but the emotional impact they have on the soldiers they serve with is something that is only recently being recognized.  Our four legged soldiers have needs we can donate to just as their two legged counterparts do, and anyone that would like to donate to the cause there is a list of items that are in high demand:

K9 Cooling Vests

K9 Cooling Mats

K9 Cooling Collar

K9 Boots

K9 Doggles

Coillapsible Nylong dog bowls

Kong 3” rubber ball

Large Rope Chews

K9 Shampoo and Conditioner

K9 Grooming tools, combs, brushes, etc.

Dog beds or pillows

K9 toothpaste & brush

K9 eyedrops

K9 ear wash

K9 Advantix Flea and Tick treatment

K9 salves for paws/noses

Towels to wipe paws

Dog biscuits (1 lb boxes)

K9 Jerky (beef, etc)

If you can help with any of these items, you can find the contact information on the War Dogs website at this link:

http://www.uswardogs.org/id40.html

And last but not least, there is a link to an application for you to apply to adopt one of these true American Heroes:

http://www.uswardogs.org/PDF/MILITARY%20WORKING%20DOG%20ADOPTION%20APPLICATION%202011.pdf

The contact information for the adoption of a military working dog is:

TSgt Joseph Null

Adoption/Disposition Coordinator

341 TRS/DOLM

1239 Knight Street

Lackland AFB, TX 78236-5151

Phone #’s (210) 671-5874 , 1-800-531-1066

These are true American heroes, so don’t take their adoption lightly.  However, if you feel that you have it within your heart to open your home and your life to an animal that has given his all to serve and protect those that have kept us safe, then please contact Sgt. Null about opening your home and your heart to save one of these special animals today.  They, above all others, deserve our respect and a safe place to lay their heads at night.  They deserve a happy home and the love of a parent that will see that their final years are lived out in a warm and trusting environment, filled with laughter and joy.  If that sounds like something you can do, then let this be the way you step up and serve your country.  After all, they did, so how can we do any less for them?

And never forget, it’s only through you that the Randolph County Humane Society continues to save lives, one by one.


Think you have to choose between having a baby or a bubby in your life? Think again.

January 17, 2012

Good new to all the Tail Talk fans out there.  Thanks to the Randolph County Herald Tribune upgrading us to their online edition we’ll now be coming to you twice per week, Tuesdays and Fridays, so if you enjoyed the stories we’ve brought you in the past we’re going to break loose of the confines of a print copy and really get into the nitty gritty of the story.  I am going take this opportunity to do what an online edition can do best, bring you information with links to additional information should you want to pursue it.  I’m excited about the change, and I hope you are too.

One of the most frequent excuses we hear at the shelter as a reason for an owner surrender is because there is a new baby in the house so they just can’t have a dog or a cat any longer.  My thought is why did you bring that animal into your home to begin with if you knew you were going to start your family and you didn’t want to have a baby and a furry friend in the house at the same time, but at this point it’s too late for that.  Perhaps if we educate them in advance of the big event we can bring reason to the family so they will understand they can be happy together as a complete family unit with a pet.  After all, companion animals play an important role in our lives and children raised with pets often have:

  •  Higher self-esteem and self-confidence
  • More trusting relationships with others
  • Improved non-verbal communication skills

Who doesn’t want their kids to grow up with those traits?  Well, start their lives with a companion animal and their chances improve exponentially.  Since it is so important that children are raised with pets, before you throw the animals out with the wash water there is a booklet available from AmericanHumane.org that is packed with helpful, easy to follow tips on everything you need to know to:

  •  Prepare your home and your pets’ environment
  • Ensure appropriate pets behavior
  • Arrange a happy and safe introductory meeting between pets and children
  • Raise kids around pets
  • Understand health and disease concerns

So before you send your pets packing, download Pets Meets Baby!  Tail Talk can be found on facebook, and there is a link to the downloadable book there, or click on the link here:

http://www.americanhumane.org/assets/pdfs/interaction/pet-meets-babypdf-updated.pdf

for immediate download.  But either way, share it and save the animals because you never know what kind of influence they’ll have on your children and in their lives.  Kids have so many difficulties to face growing up today that I didn’t have, and life was difficult for me so I can’t imagine life in the fast lane as it’s lived now.  In my day we played outside until dark with the neighborhood kids, riding our bikes or walking downtown or to the park, but today you have to be afraid of your kids being snatched right off your doorstep or even from their beds as they sleep.  With a dog there to protect them and sound an alarm should an intruder approach, I’m sure even the most brazen would think twice before grabbing your child with their dog there to intervene on their behalf.  Their companion animals will be there for them no matter what, accepting them as they are, whether they stutter, are mentally challenged, or a straight A student that can’t take the pressure of day to day life after their girlfriend dumps them and they think no life is the only answer.  Today kids are subjected to cyberbullying from the time they can access a computer, something that wasn’t even a science fiction nightmare when I was growing up.  They start school at 3 months old because it takes two parents to just get by in this economy and when you’re not there to give them the affection and attention they need, their companion animal will be happy to step up lick the tears away from whatever hurt they’ve encountered, whether physical or mental, their best friend will be by their side to share their pain and let them know they’ll never be alone or unloved, something we’ll never accomplish as parents no matter how hard we try.  No matter what real life will always get in our way and there will always be something we’ll have to attend to that will take precedence whether we want to admit it or not, so why not give you child the gift of an angel of God from the time they are born to grow with.  You’re giving them an angel to protect them, to care for them, to see that they are safe so we can take care of business providing for them and giving them the best life we can.  It doesn’t make us bad parents, this is just the reality of the days we live in, just like the reality of what kids have to go through just to get through the day compared to what I lived when I was a kid.  Does that make it right, I don’t know.  But I know one thing, I would rather have my sweet angels protecting my children than to leave them to the cold, hard world alone.  So again, if you are thinking of becoming pregnant or if you know of anyone that is thinking of starting a family, please share the booklet with them.  Too many people think babies and animals can’t mix, but with a little education maybe we can change their mind and keep the family intact.  You never know whose life you might save in the process.  And never forget, it’s only through you that the Randolph County Humane Society continues to save lives, one by one.


A happy cat environment happens with training of the humans.

January 14, 2012

You’ve heard the phrase “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times” from Charles Dickens Tale of Two Cities?  Well, this has been one of those weeks.  Our cat, Thomason, crossed the rainbow bridge long before his time.  Country living can be difficult for house animals that live part time outside, and Tommy met his match on a day when he wasn’t prepared for the fight.  He isn’t the first animal we’ve lost this way and I’m sure he won’t be the last.   We do our best to keep our animals safe, but this is why I beg you not to dump your animals in the country when you can no longer take care of them.  Tommy had a safe place to call home just steps away from where he lost his fight for life, so what chance would an animal with no experience in the area and no place to call home just steps away have out here?  In honor of our Thomason I found a great article on Petfinder.com that goes into detail about how to bring a new cat into your home, so hopefully there won’t be any issues that would cause you to want to part ways and possibly dump your cat in the country.

Do New Cats Need to be Litter Box Trained?

By Dr. Stephanie Janeczko, D.V.M., Medical Director for Animal Care & Control of New York City

Going to a new home is a stressful situation for any cat, and some need more time to adjust than others. The best way to help your new friend adjust to his home is to give him time and safe place to hide. If there is one word you need to know about introducing a cat to your home, it’s this: SLOWLY!

Initially, your new cat should be restricted to a single room in the house with all the necessities — food and water, a place to rest, a place to hide (this doesn’t need to be anything fancy — cats love having a cardboard box or paper bag to hide in), something to scratch, and a litter box. This is also the perfect time to set up your litter cafeteria so that you know exactly what your cat will like best! Be sure to spend plenty of time with your new cat during this time, but don’t force him to interact with you — you should let him come to you on his own terms. Some cats will be out exploring that first day, and others might hide for a week, so it is important to go as slowly as your cat needs you to.

Once your kitty has adjusted to this area of your home, it’s time to give him access to a bit more of the house. Again, this should be done slowly and gradually if at all possible rather than turning your cat loose to a whole new area. If your new cat shows signs of stress, you may need to restrict his access to a smaller area of the house and allow for more time for adjustment. With enough time, patience, and attention, just about every cat can happily settle into your home!

Your new cat doesn’t need an expensive cat house to sleep in because a cardboard box with a blanket will do just fine and will ultimately be their favorite place to retire anyway.  All they want is someplace private to hide.  They need a place to get up in the air so they can check out their domain as they would if they were outside climbing trees and a perch by a window so they can see the wildlife that lives just outside their home.  It doesn’t take much to have the best friend you always wanted in your life if you keep in mind that cats have a couple of needs that need to be met.  Meet those needs and they’ll be loyal and loving beyond anything you’ve dreamed about and you’ll help solve the cat overpopulation problem in the process.  And never forget, it’s only through you that the Randolph County Humane Society continues to save lives, one by one.


Science is catching up with what all dog owners have known forever – just ask us!

January 7, 2012

Once again the Scientists have done it.  They have proven what we already know, dogs don’t just depend on verbal commands to figure out what we want but will look deeply into our eyes to try to “guess” what we’re up to and will want of them.  Our best friends that have been with us for a while begin to know what we need before we know we need it and can move us towards that activity, whether it’s the comfort of a best friend, a walk in the fresh air, or a game of ball because we need to clear our mind.  We think we’re doing it for them but I believe it’s more for us than for them because they’ve read our emotions in the moment and know what we need more than we know, and since they live in this moment they know how to bring us back to it from wherever our mind has taken us.  But I digress.  Hungarian researchers at the Hungarian Academy of Sciences have completed a study that revealed that dogs are ”receptive to human communication in a manner that was previously attributed only to 6-month old human infants.”  My best friend, Action Jackson, is at my feet at all times.  He is there to watch and respond to what is happening to me.  He learned this behavior from his predecessor, Budward, who was without a doubt the smartest dog I have ever met.  Budward was on a level with the dog in the Dairy Queen commercial where his human gives him a chicken strip and he wants sauce, so his human responds “you’re killing me” before granting his wish.  Budward and I were able to communicate like that, where he told me what he needed and I responded to his wishes.  My mom said she even saw his lips moving, something that didn’t surprise me one bit.  Budward knew my needs before I knew them and gently moved me towards those activities.  Now Action Jackson is doing the very same thing.  It takes a while before you can develop that kind of relationship with your dog, but you can have it if you want, all you have to do is talk to them.  Carry on a conversation with them like you would a 5 year old child and they will learn to respond to you as a child would, then move your conversation level up from there.  Soon you won’t have to depend on verbal commands to have a fulfilling relationship with your dog because it will come from a deeper level of understanding between the two of you.  You will be best friends.  You will have someone that will make you laugh, brighten your day, accept you without judgment, forgive your faults and love you unconditionally.  You will have someone to snuggle with on those cold winter days, walk with when the weather is beautiful, and commiserate with when the rain makes every bone in your body hurt.  They will lick away your tears when you’re sad, and if you’ve reached that point where you think you just can’t face another day they might be the one thread that keeps you from taking that permanent plunge into the darkness of no return.  I know because I’ve been there.  I’ll never be without the friendship of a dog.  I can live without a lot but I can’t exist without that loving presence in my life.  And never forget, it’s only through you that the Randolph County Humane Society continues to save lives, one by one.


Two MUST DO resolutions for animal lovers in 2012

December 31, 2011

This year is the year to do something outside of your comfort zone.  Since it’s the first of the year, make this the commitment that you keep, commit to make the lives of shelter dogs and cats so much better that soon the need for shelters to exist will cease.  Commit to it so thoroughly that you think it and breathe it every waking moment of your day.  Tell it to your children, your parents, and everyone you come into contact with so there is no doubt where you stand on the issue.  Lobby your legislators to change the laws to give animal cruelty laws teeth so there are repercussions to hurting the least of them among us.  Lobby local prosecutors so anyone caught hurting animals is prosecuted to the fullest extent of the laws available to them.  If the laws don’t have teeth, then start a petition to make the laws stronger so it can’t happen again with limited consequences.  It sounds like it would be difficult to do but you can go to Congress.org, put in your zip code, and they’ll supply you with the email addresses to send an email to either your Federal legislators or your State legislators, or both.  If you want to send a formal letter, for an additional fee they can send it right from the Congress.org website or you can get the addresses to send them from your own computer or writing pad and mail them yourself.  But take the time to do it.  We have the ability to change the world ourselves if we take the time to do it.  It just depends on what is important to you.  Are animals important to you?  Are your children and grandchildren important to you?  You know that once people start abusing animals it’s just a short while until it’s their wives and children that are next.

Are you thinking of adopting an animal and bringing it into your home?  How about adopting an animal that’s middle aged, one that’s been around the block before and for no reason of its own was surrendered and put back on the shelf.  Ask the shelter director which animal really needs a home in a no-kill shelter, or which animals are going to be euthanized first in a high-kill shelter, before you make the rounds to find your pick.  If you concentrate on the animals that need you the most you’ll be rewarded in ways I have no words to describe except with a friendship where you’ll never be forgotten, and a love so pure and deep that it transcends any relationship you’ve previously had because they know you saved them and they’ll never forget your kindness.  I have yet to bring a middle aged dog or cat into my home that hasn’t been a special gift from God, straight to my home and heart, so much so that I have to wonder what kind of an idiot ever lost sight of this wonderful creature because I am going to make sure that I never make that mistake.  To do so would kill my soul because they bring so much to our lives.

So this year you only have two resolutions you need to commit to, first to lobby for animals and second, if you bring a new animal into your home, adopt a middle-aged animal that needs you almost as much as you need them.  If you do those two things the world we welcome in 2013 will be exponentially better than where it begins in 2012.  And never forget, it’s only through you the Randolph County Humane Society continues to save lives, one by one.


Everything you need to know on how to stop worrying and start living in the moment . . .

December 23, 2011

Action Jackson is a gift from God, pure and simple.  I had never thought or wanted to get a dog while we still had Budward since it was at the end of his life and I didn’t want to take away any time from him.  I loved him and I felt he deserved every moment of time I had to share with him while we were together.  He was my best friend, the one that knew me better than I knew myself.  He could get me to take a nap when I needed to rest, and he got me up when I need to move.  I would do anything for him because he watched over me and took care of me.  Then I got an email about this white German Shepherd that was going to die within 24 hours unless I did something about it.  So I acted even though I knew that to save Jack I would take away time from my Dink.  I have found in retrospect that it was the best decision I could ever have made because our Action Jackson is a very special animal, and he knew when he was saved that we loved Budward very much, and he was given a special opportunity to live and learn from Dink, and he took full advantage of the gift he was given by learning to be just like Budward, so there are times when people call him Budward because the two are so alike.  He learned to be a caring, loving animal that watches 24/7 to make sure I am safe.  And because of his seizures, I do the same for him.  I am ever hopeful that his last seizures are his last seizures, but so far we haven’t been that blessed.  I live in fear that we’re going to lose Jack early in life because his seizures are so serious, and no matter how we try we get them under control for a couple of months we’re successful, then they come back with a vengeance.  He is an angel of light and love in our lives.  He brings us joy throughout our days, reminding us to live in the moment with him.  No matter what you’ve got going on, if you have an animal you love they will take you out of your circumstance and bring you into their moment and their life, and you get to experience the fun and laughter of the here and now.  What else does that for you?  I’ll bet money that the rest of your life is mostly thoughts of the past and worry of the future, neither of which does you any good.  Especially that worry of the future thing.  Don’t misunderstand me, you have to be aware of your future and move in a direction that is good for you and your family, but to spend all hours of your day in worry about what will be are hours wasted.  If it is bad, then you have to live it twice, and I’ve always thought it was bad enough having to go through it once.  Do your best, and what will be, will be.  Live with animals and you learn that there is only this moment in their lives and they live it to the fullest degree.  They are never in a bad mood unless something provokes them, then it’s over and they’re back to having fun, living in the moment.  And when they see you, they let you know in every way they can how important you are to them.  There is never a doubt that you are loved almost beyond their ability to impart the emotion to you.  Their gentle touch, a soft kiss or body hug, anything they can do to let you know how much you mean in their lives.  If you don’t feel love in your life, then go to the shelter and adopt a dog that is suited for your lifestyle.  You will find joy beyond my ability to describe, and you’ll feel loved every moment of every day for the rest of your life.  What a blessing from God it is to love and be loved unconditionally.  Don’t miss out on this greatest of joys.  And never forget, it is only through you that the Randolph County Humane Society continues to save lives, one by one.


A New Year’s Eve Rescue, a true story you need to read.

December 17, 2011

The New Year’s Eve Rescue, a true story.

This post is a true story, written by Becky Loyd, the Rescue Coordinator for Rainbow Farms, an amazing place for special needs furry “kids.”  It is poignantly written and every Christmas season I share stories such as these as a reminder of what your animal rescuers at RCHS and across the country do, but they can’t do it without your support.  As you read of the New Year’s Eve Rescue, we pray you will find it in your heart to remember the Randolph County Humane Society this Christmas season, and help us continue our mission of saving lives, one by one.

New Year’s Eve Rescue

I went out last night, just after midnight, to make sure all the heat lamps were working in the goat, chicken and turkey houses. The temperature was supposed to go to zero or below. All the dogs had long gone to bed and the night was silent. Stepping on the porch I was greeted with the sight of a crystal clear sky and multitudes of stars.

Turning on the flashlight (we refuse to have one of those blasted dusk to dawn monstrosities that keep the stars from shining) I made my way to the barn. Earlier in the evening I had taken some straw to freshen the farm animal’s bedding, and had dropped a flake outside the gate that I failed to retrieve.

Walking down the drive, I saw a set of bloody paw prints pressed into the snow, that came out of the woods and ended at the pile of straw by the gate. Curled on the pile of straw was a dog. Medium sized. Could have been any kind of dog. It was hard to tell in the darkness. The only thing for sure was that it was a dark color.

I put my hand on the back and felt cold ribs. I took my gloves off and felt behind the front leg. A heart beat.Then I heard a faint thump. The end of the tail was going up and down making a slight impression in the snow, but the head didn’t move. I saw the deep brown eyes that seemed to say, “please don’t run me off. I can’t take another step.” The feet were cracked and bleeding.

I checked to make sure the heat lamps were working and gently scooped up the frozen dog. No resistance, just the thump of the tail. Not much weight for the size of the bundle. I made my way to the front door. Coming inside I laid the dog down inside the door. It never moved. Checking to make sure everyone was still asleep, I began the search for a blanket. I was pretty sure we had used the last dog blanket for our latest rescue. Nothing in the closet, nothing in the dryer, nothing on the couch. I went to the bedroom and gently retrieved the one off the bed. Even it was old and beginning to fray around the edges, but it was the last one available.

I folded it and set it by the heat register closest to the furnace.  Then I picked up the dog and laid it down on top.

After midnight, on New Year’s Eve, in a very rural area of Southwest Missouri? No way I could get a Vet to see this one tonight. We would have to try tomorrow. I went to the kitchen and took a container of chicken broth out of the fridge and popped in the microwave. I went back to the living room and set the bowl down next to the blanket, within easy reach of the cold nose. Another thump of the tail, was the only movement.

I reached down and put my hand under the chin, gently lifting the head. Now inside I could see that the dog was black, at least on the parts that had not turned grey. Almost the entire face showed the white signs of time past, and the pupils surrounded by those dark brown eyes were blue. The ears were that of a Lab and so was the tail which thumped every time I came near. The body was skin and bone. There were no front teeth. The canines were worn or broken down to nubs, and I was able to see three teeth in the back. I didn’t want to pry to see if the old dog was a male or female. It really didn’t matter anyway. I told the old dog I was going to go to bed and patted it’s head which was met by another thump of the tail.

On my way to the bedroom, I wondered how in the world the dog had gotten to our farm. It came through the woods which were large and uninhabited. I also wondered why here. The answer was simple. The hand of God had brought the old dog to the right place.

It’s morning now and I’ve been up for a few hours. The bowl of broth was empty and the blanket was much as I had left it. No bloody paw prints on the carpet, only on the old blanket. Sometime after I went to bed, the old dog lapped up the chicken broth and licked the bowl clean. The blanket had been fluffed a little and the old dog had curled into a tight ball with the nose tucked inside the tail.

When I bent down to say good morning, there was no thump of the tail.  I knew then that the old dog had crossed the Rainbow Bridge in the night.

Kneeling there in front of the old dog, I thanked God for the one old blanket I had left and for the hand that gently guided the old dog to Rainbow Farms. It was then that I thought of the poem that Walt Zeintek had written for us: “Listen to the kindness, spoken softly, Often lost behind the tears. Place your hand upon my shoulder, Let it take away your fears.”

May the New Year bring you closer to the hand of God, and all the old blankets you may need.

Permission is given to repost anywhere – maybe it’ll catch a few who don’t appreciate the gift they have.

This is a powerful message for all of us that are safe and warm, with so much that we don’t know what to do with it all.  There are still so many that have so little.  Anything you do today will work miracles for the future.  Maybe even some day we could wipe out the need for shelters to exist.  It’s Christmas.  I can dream, can’t I?

 


It’s Christmas at the Shelter. Couldn’t you help with their bills and fill their food bin?

December 10, 2011

A Christmas Shelter Dog’s Poem

’Tis the night before Christmas and all through the town,
every shelter is full—we are lost, but not found.

Our numbers are hung on our kennels so bare,
we hope every minute that someone will care.

They’ll come to adopt us and give us the call,
“Come here, Max and Sparkie — come fetch your new ball!”

But now we sit here and think of the days
we were treated so fondly — we had cute, baby ways.

Once we were little, then we grew and we grew.
Now we’re no longer young and we’re no longer new.

So out the back door we were thrown like the trash.
They reacted so quickly — why were they so rash?

We “jump on the children,” “don’t come when they call,”
we “bark when they leave us,” “climb over the wall.”

We should have been neutered, we should have been spayed,
now we suffer the consequence of the errors THEY made.

If only they’d trained us, if only we knew,
we’d have done what they asked us and worshiped them, too.

We were left in the backyard, or worse, let to roam.
Now we’re tired and lonely and out of a home.

They dropped us off here and they kissed us goodbye…
“Maybe someone else will give you a try.”

So now here we are, all confused and alone
in a shelter with others who long for a home.

The kind workers come through with a meal and a pat,
with so many to care for, they can’t stay to chat.

They move to the next kennel, giving each of us cheer…
we know that they wonder how long we’ll be here.

We lay down to sleep and sweet dreams fill our heads
of a home filled with love and our own cozy beds.

Then we wake to see sad eyes, brimming with tears –
our friends filled with emptiness, worry, and fear.

If you can’t adopt us and there’s no room at the inn –
could you help with the bills and fill our food bin?

We count on your kindness each day of the year –
can you give more than hope to everyone here?

Please make a donation to pay for the heat…
and help get us something special to eat.

The shelter that cares for us wants us to live,
and more of us will, if more people will give.

Author Unknown

And take a minute or two to share this with friends and family, spread the word, spread the message. Every little bit of help counts! Share the love every day but most especially now!

You never know whose life you are saving when you save a shelter animal.  I am alive today because of the love of one that was saved from a high-kill shelter.  Every animal that is euthanized because there is “no room at the inn” could be someone’s savior, someone you know, someone you love.  Every animal adopted from a no-kill shelter opens up one space for one animal to be saved from a high-kill shelter.

And never forget, it is only through you that the Randolph County Humane Society continues to save lives, one by one.


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