A first…

I was driving home today and I saw a couple guys on the corner of a busy street nearby my home. I first saw the beautiful pit bull that was with them and I was upset as he didn’t have the dog on a leash. No point yelling at him while I was driving 45 miles an hour down the road. I continued to watch the dog and person with him from my side mirror wondering if maybe the dog was just a stray. Then I saw a different dog, a white fluff ball, dart into the street, right under a car tire, and it tumbled in the road. I turned around as fast as possible and the owner was getting the dog out of the street. I followed him to his house and discussed their options for the dog. The dog was in bad shape, bleeding internally and going into convulsions or shock. My adrenaline was pumping as this was the first time I had ever seen a dog actually being hit by a car. (Unless you count the dog’s paw I nicked with my tire, but I didn’t see it. I just heard the dog squeal and run away and the dog is okay.) They ended up deciding to euthanize the animal on the spot so I was able to do so before the dog had to suffer much more as it was hard to watch. All in all they ended up thanking me and I truly hope they learned a lesson about why to keep dogs on a leash. It’s just a shame that poor little Princess’ life had to end for them to learn that. Still shaky, I returned home and loved on my babies even more. Of course cuddling with cute little kittens is always helpful too. Pictured are my latest fosters! They are so incredibly adorable! Anyone want one…! And as always I need help with names!!! Momma is protective of her babies, but incredibly sweet. The gray/white one is a lover and loves to cuddle. The calico kitty likes to check things out, but doesn’t stick around too long. Then the little orange/white one is very independent, he is often playing and sleeping by himself.

Wow, it's been a month...

It has been a busy month too.

First there was my first foster puppy. I was supposed to take him to the vet to get neutered, but he was too skinny. I kept him for a week to make sure he wasn't sick and put some weight on. He was the epitome of not surviving in a kennel environment. He was a completely different dog when he came to my house. The little guy was already adopted and I got to hand him over to his new parents where they could continue to help him gain weight. Then it was puppy season again! Within a week I had rescued a momma and her 8 pups from under a shed. Then I rescued another momma and 8 pups from a drainage pipe. Here's a pic of me holding my favorite pup from that litter. Her momma and the litter went to rescue so I was very happy to hear that!

Last, but not least my parents came out last weekend and we fixed up Zoey's kennel so that she could use it again, creating a new roof that would be more durable in the sun. It turned out great and I thought Zoey would be happy to be outside and have more room during the day than her little crate indoors. Well, apparently Zoey wanted out. She did some damage to the kennel and she had to go back into the crate. Thanks to my mother's friend who lives nearby for coming today and getting it fixed! So now she can use her kennel again, well, at least until she is motivated enough to carry out another plan of escape. I am still learning that she can be very, very motivated (or possessed)!