Action Jackson has a new nickname, Puppy. He’s not, but we call him that because he has an innocent look and a sweetness about him that makes you forget, at least for a moment, there is a terrorist that resides within. After four months as the newest member of our pack and our first holiday season together, I thought I would share with those that haven’t yet taken the plunge in the joys of owning a pound puppy shelter dog. Action Jackson takes the boundaries of our house and yard that is surrounded by the dog fence seriously, and if you are on the outside of the fence you will be treated to a display of hackles and gruffness that would scare the bejeebers out of the steeliest of souls. I still haven’t convinced our mailman that once you’re on the inside of the fence Happy Jack turns back into a love monkey (he’s just going to take my word for it), but Action Jackson is not going to stand by and allow anyone to take him away from paradise. I mean, who in their right mind would give up your place in a home where your mom hand dips toilet water for you when your legs go bad and you can no longer navigate the carpetless floor in the bathroom to get a drink? He’s found his happy home, the place he wants to spend the rest of his days, sharing a love so deep that there is literally no limit to lengths he will go to let you know how important you are to him. He tells me so every time he walks up and puts his chin on my knee and gives me that look. Of course, sometimes it means he has to go out, but fortunately I know the difference. On special occasions like Christmas I bake cherry custard pie, an old family recipe that has been handed down through the generations since before the Civil war days. When enough time had elapsed to warrant a second piece (we set a time limit so it’s not inhaled at first bite), there was the pie pan on the floor, and Jack looking everywhere except into my eyes. I only make it once a year and since you won’t find it anyplace else except at our family gatherings, there were many stern glares his way but he didn’t seem to notice. Christmas is a special time when my mom brings the bubs the big bag-o-toys that Santa mistakenly delivers to her house. Budward had gathered all the toys in a pile in front of him but Action Jackson managed to steal one away. The next thing you know he’s running the length of the house, room to room, back and forth, all the while throwing the toy in the air, making it squeak with every catch. How can you not feel the joy? And please don’t let my description of his terrorist qualities scare you away from a shelter dog because he has as many redeeming qualities as those from the dark side. He’s the perfect fit for our pack. He understands that he’s number three in pecking order and (most of the time) acts accordingly. When the weather is bad he comes into the house and waits to have his feet cleaned before proceeding, unlike his pack mates that have never fully mastered the mudless approach to carpet care. He’s learned to eat leftovers by gently removing them from the fork, almost as if he’s eaten off silverware all his life. Even on my darkest days when I feel like I just can’t put one foot in front of the other, he brings me out of my funk and puts a smile on my face. Author Peter Mayle wrote “A found dog never takes anyone or anything for granted. Somewhere in the deep recesses of the orphan psyche, never entirely forgotten even after years of good living and kindly, obedient owners, memories of hard times linger. And this…tends to give lost and found dogs a special appreciation of what the world can offer.” Just as Jack cherishes us we cherish him also. We didn’t realize when we picked up that smelly bag of bones from the high kill shelter that we were the ones that would be saved. He brought laughter into our lives during a time of sadness when there was no joy in our hearts. He makes us see the world differently and we are better people because of him. We are blessed beyond words that on that fateful day I saw a random email showing a one year old white German shepherd terrorist that would die if I didn’t intervene, even though we weren’t ready to bring a new dog into our home. Open your heart and allow life to take you to those places you’re not prepared to go and you’ll be rewarded with riches that defy description. My prayer is that in this New Year you are fortunate enough to be adored by your very own Happy Jack. If you haven’t yet found this special joy in your life, you’re only a shelter visit away from this life changing event. And never forget, it is only through you that the Randolph County Humane Society continues to save lives, one by one.
Rescue our no-kill shelter with kindness and love.
December 23, 2008I received an email this week congratulating me on my internet blog, TailTalk.org, a compilation of my weekly musings about animal lovers and shelter dogs. My articles are written for the benefit of the Randolph County Humane Society and published weekly in our local newspapers. Along with the congratulations was an invitation to join the DogTime Blog Network as a DogTime Blog Star. The offer came from DogTime.com, the largest online community of animal lovers with 8.2 million unique visitors each month and 180 member websites. They picked my blog out of the hundreds they looked at because of my “enthusiasm and love of/for pets” and my “relevant and thorough pet content.” They currently showcase approximately 50 other “blog stars” and I consider it quite an honor to be asked. It is my most sincere hope that the more people that find out about the wonderful work that is being done at our local no-kill shelter, the more financial help will become available and ultimately that will take some of the stress out of their day to day operations. Although what we are doing may seem to be on a small scale compared to the big city shelters, it is incredible to me that they are able to accomplish all they do considering the population of the county they serve and the economic status of the county that began its downturn long before the latest crisis affected the rest of the country. My job is easy; I only have to get the word out. The real stars are the folks that give up their time and energies cleaning kennels of all the tinkle and poo because there weren’t enough volunteers to take the animals out as often as an animal needs to get out, nursing the sick and injured back to health, planning and working fundraisers, and begging anyone and everyone for whatever they can spare in order to keep the shelter doors open. They are the folks that deserve our admiration and the recognition that kind of sacrifice deserves but never receives. They work in their thankless volunteer positions because their hearts are filled with so much love that they will do whatever it takes to get through the day, even to their own detriment. If you think back to the shelter wish list published a couple of weeks ago in the Letter to the Editor column, everything on that list is something that could be picked up at your local store without it killing your budget. Just think if everyone picked up one item on that list the next time you’re at the store. It wouldn’t be much of a sacrifice and think of the help it would be to the shelter. Just think if the churches of Randolph County held a special collection, asking each member to donate one quarter to the cause of helping the least of them among us. Think of what could be accomplished with those quarters. We could have new inside kennels built and outside runs besides. Just think how nice it would be for all the visitors to the shelter to see a different church name on each kennel as its sponsor. Can you imagine what they would think of Randolph County and the kindness of its residents? If we join together as a community we can move mountains. Individually this would be an insurmountable task; that is unless you are one of those volunteers I spoke of earlier that lives with a heart so full of love that you give till it hurts. Soon we will be in a position to show 8.2 million people each month what makes Randolph County, Illinois, the most wonderful place on this earth. Let’s continue our Christmas spirit throughout the New Year and show the world that a community as small as Randolph County can come together to help the least of them among us, saving lives, one by one.
A Shelter Christmas
December 17, 2008
‘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 – left to roam,
now we’re tired and lonely and out of a home.
They dropped us off here and they kissed us good-bye,
“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.
If you already have everything you need, how about suggesting to all those people that buy you things you never use to instead give a donation to the Randolph County Humane Society in your name. I can’t think of a better way to make a difference in the lives of so many with so little. And think of all the time you’ll have for yourself when you don’t have all those returns to make. It’s a win-win situation that has the added benefit of bringing joy and hope into the lives of others. And you never know what miracles will happen because of your kindness. Countless lives have been saved because of the love of a pet, including my own. But that’s a story for another day. For now, let’s see if we can improve this little corner of the world, and never forget, it’s only through you that we continue to save lives, one by one.
This thing called love
December 10, 2008
The start of the holiday season this year has been one that I hope never to repeat, but as life goes I’m sure there will similar days ahead. In July I wrote about our trip to Northern Indiana to visit my in-laws and our experiences as a dog family with their blind hound dog. During that trip my father-in-law told us he has prostate cancer and it had spread to his bones, so the end would be near. After learning he had cancer he decided against any treatment towards a cure and made the decision to instead live the best life he could for the time he had left. He made that decision five years ago, and looking back I now realize he was taking care of business to insure he was the best father and husband he could be for the duration of his life. He did not share his illness or his decision not to treat until July, so once the shock wore off we spent the last four months living as he was dying, grateful for the opportunity to say our extended goodbyes. He passed to the other side this week, bringing an end to the suffering that had become his existence. His Honey, the blind hound dog, was as much a part of the process as any family member. She seems to know that her very best friend won’t be with us again, and she shares our grief. After reading that New Scientist Magazine had reported that dogs were able to read emotions on our faces a few weeks back I found an article they published titled “Do Animals Have Emotions” (Copyright New Scientist Magazine, Reed Business Information:
http://www.newscientist.com/article/mg19426051.300-do-animals-have-emotions.html?full=true),
and I’d like to share with you one of the stories in the section about grief that tell the story of a mama chimp named Flo and her baby boy named Flint. I’d seen a special on TV about this family of chimps, narrated by the primatologist Jane Goodall. The mother chimp, Flo, is old when Flint is born and she is much gentler and lets him get away with much more than any of her other children, causing jealousy and frustration among his brothers and sisters. The special ends when the young chimpanzee Flint dies, apparently of grief, soon after his mother died of natural causes. “The last time I saw him alive, he was hollow-eyed, gaunt and utterly depressed, huddled in the vegetation close to where Flo had died,” Goodall recalls. Slowly Flint made his way to the spot where his mother’s body had lain. “There he stayed for several hours, sometimes staring and staring into the water. He struggled on a little further, then curled up – and never moved again.” I cried so hard when I saw that program that now any time my husband sees me crying over something on TV he asks if I’m watching the sad monkey show. The article not only speaks to grief but also empathy, spite, gratitude, love and awe. Being a scientific magazine they have a discussion at the end of the article in agreement and one in disagreement. You can disagree all you want but I know in my heart of hearts that all animals live with emotion driving their decisions, just as we do. In the past four months while living with dying at the forefront of our thoughts, we have existed with our combined pack of dogs on numerous occasions. Honey is blind, Happy Jack is epileptic and suffers grand mal seizures, Budward is losing the use of his back legs and struggles to walk, and Girlie Sue is now profoundly deaf. We are a band of misfits if ever there was one. Yet we come together as a family, treating each other with compassion, kindness and love. Together we are whole.
If you are thinking about adding a four legged friend to your family for Christmas, please visit a shelter to find your new family member. And remember, perfection is not a requirement. They will love you no matter what shortcomings you bring to the table and they will be faithful to you till the last beat of your heart. And who knows, with them leading the way maybe we’ll learn how to be worthy of such devotion.
The State of Illinois came through on this program
December 3, 2008While waiting for our appointment time during a recent visit to our vet, I noticed a sign that stated spay and neuters are available for $15 from the Dept. of Public Health for Illinois residents that receive food stamps or are receiving Social Security disability. I was surprised to see the State was sponsoring a program like this because it could be so useful if people just knew about it. Since I’d never heard of it before I started to investigate the program and found out the reason I wasn’t aware of it is because most people aren’t aware of it, including our local Bi-County Health Dept. I called the Springfield office of the IL Dept. of Public Health and found out everything there is to know about the program, asking them to please send information to our local health department at the same time they sent it out to me. Apparently the program has been in operation since 2005 when Gov. Rod Blagojevich and the General Assembly passed the Illinois Public Health and Safety Animal Population Control Act [510 ILCS 92], which created the Illinois Public Health and Safety Animal Population Control Act — also known as “Anna’s Law.” The legislation was named in memory of Anna Cieslewicz, who was attacked and killed by stray dogs in 2002 while jogging in Chicago’s Dan Ryan Woods. The act was introduced as a means to protect the public safety by decreasing the number of dangerous dogs, stray dogs and feral cat populations throughout the state. The program provides Illinois residents that receive food stamps or Social Security disability with a way to obtain low cost spay or neuter surgery and rabies vaccines for their household pets. In order to be eligible to participate, the individual must be an Illinois resident and participate in either the food stamps or Social Security disability income programs. All eligible program participants are required to fill out a four part application form that is available from the local health department or by calling 217-782-3984 and submit proof of eligibility. The Department then reviews the application and, once approved, mails the application back to the citizen. The individual must take the approved application form to a veterinarian participating in the program. The act requires the individual to pay a $15 co-pay when the surgery is performed. All other costs related to the surgical procedure and rabies vaccination are reimbursed by the Department. The veterinarian then submits the application and proof of the surgery to the Department for reimbursement. There are two vets in Randolph County enrolled in the program, Dr. Schupp of Chester Animal Hospital and Dr. Allard of the Sparta Animal Clinic. Even if you don’t qualify under the program I hope you will take your animals to these veterinary clinics. They don’t have to sign up but they do so to offer the greatest benefit to the people of Randolph County and should be commended and supported by the community at large for their efforts. There are only a total of 124 vets out of a possible 2,930 vets that are registered in the State that are participating, so we are very fortunate to have two in our county. There are no vets registered under this program in Perry or other surrounding counties. In case you’re wondering, our tax dollars ARE NOT at work funding this great program. The Animal Population Control Fund receives revenue from various sources including Pet Friendly license plate fees, fines collected from animal control agencies under the Animal Control Act, and voluntary contributions. Let’s hope they keep up the good work and continue to help animal lovers that have fallen on hard times take care of the least of them among us.
In case you missed the Santa Paws Red Bud event, The Randolph County Humane Society will have their annual Santa Paws photo event for pets with Santa on Sunday, December 7th at the Movie Gallery in Sparta, IL from 12 p.m. to 4 p.m. In addition to the professional portrait sitting they’ll have a raffle for a handmade Christmas quilt plus gift baskets and RCHS gear will be available to purchase for that hard to buy for person or stocking stuffers. Participants receive one professional portrait sitting with our new Santa that grew out his beard extra early just for our event! Photo packages are available or individual items including individual photos, keychains, calendars and Christmas cards can be purchased from the a-la-carte offerings. Price list is available by calling the shelter at 618-443-3363. The Santa Paws event funds the Randolph County Humane Society through the long winter months, and we need you to turn out in a big way. In order to keep the packages reasonable the shelter will only receive $2 for every order compared to the $10 per order they received last year. They felt it was important for everyone to have a professional photo of their pet without they expense of an expensive sitting fee, so please support them by asking every animal lover you know to come out for this event because these donations keep the lights on and the heat running until the next fundraiser in March, 2009. And never forget, it is only through you that we continue to save lives, one by one.
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