Saturday, January 03, 2015

Looking for a dog or cat you saw a picture of at PACC?

If you are here looking for more information about a dog or cat that I took a picture of, you can click above on the green bar that says, "Dog Walk 2014" or "Kitty Cuddles 2014".

Please note that my information on whether or not they are adopted may not be up to date.  Also note that any comments I make is based only on my personal experience with that specific animal. 

You can also visit Pima Animal Care Center on line for dogs HERE

For cats, visit HERE.

On either page, you can click on "NAME" and have pets listed alphabetically by name. If they're not in the system, chances are they are probably adopted.

But, please, double check by calling Pima Animal Care Center at 520-243-5900.


Tuesday, July 22, 2014

We call her Kick Ass

Or, the title of this was going to be, "I was a teenage mom, too".

In public we call her "Kisses" but behind closed doors, her name is "Kick Ass".

Why?

Because she beat the odds and helped her kittens beat the odds.



I was leaving the Help Desk one disgustingly hot afternoon. Now that I think about it, it was July 5. The day after the 4th of July is supposed to be the busiest intake day of the year at the animal shelter.

Like I said, I was leaving. I had clocked out. I had gathered my stuff and I was heading out the back door to my car.

That's when I saw her.

At first I just looked out the window and said, "Oh crap!" I thought I had said it to myself but I was told later by Dustin that he had heard me say it and he knew I was going home with something.

I walked outside and took a closer look.

It was this teeny tiny cat with even tinier kittens. The kittens' eyes were closed and they were nursing. Even though mom cat was nursing, she was still trying her best to get as close to the hand that was reaching in to pet her.

That's what caught my attention. All day I had seen scared cats in boxes and traps and heard them crying and then I walk out and see this.  The cage door was completely open, a hand was petting this mom cat while she was nursing her 4 kittens and mom cat was pressing her head against the hand that was petting her. I had never seen anything like it before.

I asked, "What do we have here?" I was pretending to not really be that interested.

Wet eyes looked up at me and one of the women said, "We were helping the landlord clean out the house next to us and we found them. The people left at least 4 days ago."

4 days?! 4 days!!?? This poor cat hadn't eaten or had any water for 3-4 days and had given birth to these beautiful kittens.

One kitten was kind of limp and they were worried about her. I discovered that I was worried, too and followed them inside when their names were called.

I was back at the intake desk but this time I was a customer and not a volunteer. I knew those kittens could not stay at PACC. They would for sure get sick and die. It was late in the afternoon and finding a foster at this time would be difficult.

I asked the women if they could keep them for a couple days while I looked for a foster.

The woman just shook her head, "No". She was still crying. She was so worried about them. By now, Jessica had given the limp kitten some watered down Nutri-Cal and the kitten was starting to come around.


I weighed my options:

Do I want to stay married? Or do I want to live with my parents?

Mom cat was still getting petted while nursing. She was purring!!

Do I want to stay married? Or do I want to live with my parents?

WHAT? Mom cat only weighs 5.88 pounds? She can't be more than 9 months old herself? I was a young mom, too. I can't turn her away.

Do I want to stay married? Or do I want to live with my parents?

I made the executive decision that I was taking these cats. I had already forewarned my husband that there may be some day when I would have to take some kittens home to bottle feed. Maybe he wouldn't notice that there was a mom cat not much bigger than the kittens.

I texted my husband.

No answer.

I called my husband and left a message.

I called the home phone and left a message.

Well, I tried calling, right? What choice did I have?


Surely, he wouldn't want these kittens and mom cat to die, right?

"I'll take them home and foster them", I said. There was fear in my voice but that was quickly dismissed with cheers from the women that had brought them in. They gave me a hug but they didn't want to know what may happen to her and the kittens. They were terrified something bad would happen.

I gave them my name and phone number anyway and told them if they changed their mind they could call me or look me up on Facebook.

The women left.

Mom cat went back to the vet where she was re-hydrated.

I was alone with the kittens. I closely examined what I had gotten myself into and noticed that they still had umbilical cords attached. These kittens had been born maybe the day before. On July 4th.

I called my mom to see what she thought about it and if she had room for me should things not work out. All she said was, "I'm glad I'm not you! You're crazy!" and stuff like that.

I sighed and called my husband back. This time he answered and he was NOT happy. I couldn't get very many words out because he kept hanging up on me.

Mom cat came back from the vet and I was handed some cat food and some Kitten Milk Replacement.

We walked out to my car and I had an eerie sense of being totally alone. The gravel crunched under my feet and I had a flashback to when I was 17 and pregnant. I remember walking out of my house with as many prized possessions that I could carry. I felt alone, scared and a little excited for a new beginning.

I was having the same feelings now. It was just me and the cats. I felt like this mom had not a soul in the world that could help her except for me. The responsibility weighed on my shoulders and in my hands. The cats were heavy.

I opened the car door and tried very carefully not to knock the cats around.

I got in, put on my seat belt and asked the cats if they were ready to go.

Mom cat looked at me, meowed and rubbed her head against the cage.

Later when I pulled up into the driveway, I had to open the front door by myself. I got the mom cat and kittens set up in my daughter's room. She was the only one excited to see cats!

The next day my husband came in to see the cats and before long he was petting mom cat and could totally see why I had no choice but to bring her home.

I think I was forgiven.


She is such a good mom. The second her kittens cry, she stops whatever she is doing, drops herself to the ground belly up and lets those babies nurse.



I sometimes hand feed her while she's nursing. I worry about her not eating enough and after all, I had to do that for my daughter when she gave birth to my grandson. I hand fed her burritos while she nursed a newborn baby boy. True story.

It's been just a little over 2 weeks now and Kick Ass has settled in nicely. She is still as sweet as pie and loves to be petted and have her tummy rubbed. I am still supplementing the kittens with KMR and a little bit of Nutri-Cal.

I'm not positive, but I think Kick Ass may have a permanent home here. :)












Monday, July 21, 2014

My heart is whole again!

WOW! What a tremendous outpouring of love and support for Apache. Thank you so much!

Since my last post about Apache, Tucson Cold Wet Noses has pulled Apache and we have raised (and are still raising) enough money to get one ACL surgery. We're still raising money to get his second and much needed ACL surgery.

https://fundrazr.com/campaigns/9pGed/ab/b3m1E3

This poor boy is in so much pain he can barely walk.



This is Apache from May 21 of this year. You can see his cast in the background.

I am so happy that he is with his friend, Shari. I know Shari from Sick Bay. She and I do Wednesdays and I'm pretty sure she loves Apache more than anyone. She would drive all the way from Catalina just to spend time with him.


Thank you Shari!
Thank you Tucson Cold Wet Noses!
Thank you Tucson for your support!

Sunday, July 20, 2014

My heart was broken twice today. Seriously

and it was all before noon.

I was at PACC taking photos of Santa and adopted pups and cats for their Christmas in July event.

I was in between clients when I received an email from PACC. It seems my dear friend, Apache, has made it to the 72 hour list.

The vet thinks he was hit by a car before he was brought in. No one claimed him so the vet tried fixing his back leg and he wore a cast for quite a long time.

This beautiful 4 year old neutered heeler and chow mix is so housebroken that even with a broken leg, he would give a little bark to anyone walking by to let us know he had to go out and relieve himself.

Those kind of dogs are a rarity at PACC. He is special to everyone there. He is so gentle, calm and sweet and has eyes that just look right through you.

Unfortunately, his injuries haven't gotten better. I don't know all the exact terms but I do know it's a surgery that PACC is not equipped for.

So, he is now on a 72 hour hold and will be put to sleep if a rescue doesn't step forward and help him. His surgery will probably be in the range of several thousand dollars.

This was the first time my heart broke today.

After getting the email, I thought I would bring Apache out front to see Santa and get some fresh air. It's not any fun being stuck in sick bay with no people to look at or to give you attention either.

So, I got permission to bring him out front. I thought the exposure would be good for him and he'd like the attention from customers.

Kat got some towels for him to sit on and filled up a bowl with water.


We got him hooked up with Santa right away!

The very first family that came up said, "Oh, look at him! He's pretty! What's his name?"

I said, "It's Apache." He's a very good boy but he needs surgery for his back legs and hips."

"OH!", the woman exclaimed, "DON'T TOUCH HIM!!! THAT'S A $5,000 DOG!"

I couldn't believe it. I knew she thought she was being funny but I didn't think she was at all so I said, "Oh, actually, he would probably love a little pat on the head from you. It would be good for him."

Apache started to hobble over to the woman.

The woman actually took a step back, put her hand on her chest and said again, "Oh NO! I could never! That's a $5,000 dog and I won't even start to touch him!" and then she gathered the rest of her family around her and marched into the adoption area for I guess a "free and healthier dog".

On her way into the adoption area, I could still hear her telling strangers not to touch "that dog. That dog was for sure a $5,000 dog".

Apache just wanted a pet on his head and this woman, thinking she was funny, wouldn't touch him.

I looked down at Apache and he looked back up at me with those eyes and that is when my heart broke for the 2nd time today.


What do you think Apache wished for when he visited Santa? I know what he wished for. He wants to be whole again and have a family that loves him that he can love back.

Some days at PACC are just harder than others and today was again one of those hard ones. Even with all the happy families coming out with their new family members and posing for Santa, my heart was still heavy for Apache.

Thanks for reading and listening to me vent.





Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Welcome to Hell - 2 hours at PACC intake

The Help Desk was set up to help give people other options to find homes for their "unwanted" pets. The shelter is past capacity with over 1000 animals right now.

I'm not naming names here. I just need to vent.



Here's a picture of silly dog outtake to help take the edge off....

It's something I've really wanted to do. I signed up and took the training. I love it but at the same time, it's not easy. It's not easy in the least bit. 

I hear the same excuses for dumping animals:

I'm moving
I can't give him/her enough time
I can't afford his/her medical treatment
They don't mesh with the other animals.

Today was really hard for me and I've had a difficult time putting my finger on exactly why. 

I guess it didn't start out the best...


There was an old boxer and the man had come in to euthanize him. He didn't have a leash on him but I soon discovered he didn't need one. The dog just pulled itself along with it's front legs as its back legs were useless. The back legs were covered in friction burns from being drug and the flies were just sitting on top of the wounds. He wouldn't keep the dog still and it kept moving around to one customer to another to another almost looking like he was begging for help. Soon he would collapse from exhaustion. A few minutes later, the dog was up again doing his rounds.  

How long had the dog been doing this?
About a month.
Have you taken him to a vet?
No. He's 10. I want him euthanized. They aren't supposed to live much longer than that anyway. 

One lady returned a puppy. She told me that the puppy was sick, was getting better but she just couldn't take care of him anymore. She had taken the dog to a vet and he had given her antibiotics. The dog wouldn't take the antibiotics so she took all of the pills, crushed them up and mixed them up in two ziplock bags of dry dog food. I asked her how she knew that the dog was getting the correct amount of antibiotics each day and she stated, "Well as long as he eats all the food, he will get them all and be fine". I knew there was no sense in correcting her and felt honestly that she was too stupid (sorry, not professional) to own a dog.


Later while driving home, my mother told me that the same woman told her the reason she was returning the dog was because she was going on vacation and had no one to watch him. She was not willing to give us any time to find a new home for the puppy.

A couple came in with two small terriers. They didn't "mesh" with their current dogs. They were both from ex's. Neither my mom or I could get a straight story out of them. The woman said that she does rescue so she knows what "all of this is about". She laughed and laughed and spoke in broken sentences. Thinking back on it, I bet they were high on something. We could never figure out their relationship and if the dogs were living together or not. The whole thing was really odd. They got tired of waiting and the man she came with decided he would give us a few days to look for a home for his dog. We started getting his information to follow up and then the woman talked him out of it!!!

Another man brought in a lactating German shepherd. He had found the poor thing a few days ago. Every time one of us walked over to her, she would poop. He couldn't keep her because he'd have to lock her up in his garage during the day. I gently suggested that is what is going to happen to her here. He then said his garage wasn't air conditioned. He didn't want any assistance, either.
  
A man and his infant son came in with a cat he found. The son was allergic to the cat and it was so hot and humid during the wait. I felt bad for the kid so I let them go in ahead of the couple with the terriers. As soon as I did that, the guy with the terriers came in to see why the infant got to go ahead of him, I guess. When he saw me, he turned back around and went outside.

After we clocked out, my mom and I walked around for a few minutes looking for a dog I wanted to show her. When we left, the couple with the terriers had pushed their way in anyway and the guy with the infant was still sitting in the corner. I asked if he was being helped and he said "no" and pointed to the couple.

There was a military guy that didn't want our help either. He sat there for a long time and then he got up and left with this dogs. I thought he was going to take the dogs out to pee or something but he never came back. Maybe he changed his mind. I don't know.

And this doesn't include the poor man that held his 15 year old beautiful and blind dachshund on his lap waiting for his turn for euthanasia.  He cherished this dog and had him for so long. All around him were these people "getting rid of" their dogs and cats for stupid reasons.

Not fun. I don't know when I'm going back. We did divert three animals from entering in the shelter so I guess that is something.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Taking a weekend off

I feel weird not going into the animal shelter but I need a break. I guess now that I think about it, I am going there tomorrow for cat training. For some reason that feels a little different for me.

I finished up a layout I had on my desk for months and then started and completed another. It's been a long time since I have done pages just for myself. I thank My Creative Scrapbook for giving me a position on their design team. It's really given me the kick in the pants that I have needed.


This one came together in less than 10 minutes. The longest part was waiting for the gesso background to dry.

The background book pages are from The Book Thief. I was reading it until Shannon the dog shredded it. I threw away most of the book and just kept a few of the torn pages. I knew it would come in handy one of these days. And yeah, this is another example of how I have difficulty throwing crap away.

There is just something about October Afternoon that makes it all so easy! Everything just fell into place. The flowers are old Sassafras that were sitting right next to my work space. They just fit in there perfectly.


This one is also October Afternoon plus some Tim Holtz, Basic Grey and Crate. This is my son and his great grandfather both around the same age, 10 years. The picture of my son is already 3 years old!


I think I finished this one months and months ago. I couldn't decide if I liked it. After I splashed the page with red ink, it reminded me of blood and I didn't like it. But, after staring at it for months, I decided I'd just stick with the blood theme since after all the page is about jousting! :P

I believe the papers are WRMemory Keepers. Don't ask me what anything else is, please. It's been so long! There is a page ripped from the dictionary.

Thanks for looking!

Tuesday, July 08, 2014

Full reveal at My Creative Scrapbook

Time for the full reveal! I really loved this kit from MCS. Click here to see the contents.

I think I was supposed to post this on the 5th and I somehow got my dates all messed. I apologize for my tardiness. Ooops.

Here are my pages. Later I'll have detailed instructions on how to create them:





Lots of spray ink this time and lots of fun colors and designs.

Click here for the rest of the teams designs.

Thanks for looking everyone!
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