Thursday, April 30, 2015
Ramona the feral
The kids are about 3 weeks old and will be getting their first round of vaccinations soon. There is one tortie, one brown tabby, one orange tabby and one buff tabby. It looks like the buff may be the only male. I'm calling him Ramone because he looks like his mom. The brown is Meredith and the tortie is Tabitha. A name for the orange girl hasn't come to me.
Once the kids are fully weaned, Ramona will hopefully be spayed and released.
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
Nori
Nori was doing so well after her surgery that she has gone back to the shelter and will hopefully be adopted soon. She's staying in the kennel behind the front desk, so she gets a window and a bigger cage, as well as wet food and a larger litter box.
She did not do well with Honey and was territorially marking in the room, so she may do best as the only cat. She's incredibly affectionate and would make a great single pet for anyone.
She did not do well with Honey and was territorially marking in the room, so she may do best as the only cat. She's incredibly affectionate and would make a great single pet for anyone.
More about Chester
He is obsessed with small creatures. Fine with cats, but all bets are off with other pets, such as chinchillas. Not sure what he wants to do, but he will whine and pull to get to them. Doesn't start barking, which is nice, and he will still sit, but he gets really amped up. Same with squirrels and rabbits. Birds don't seem to bother him.
He gets excited when meeting other dogs on leash but does well off leash and has done great in play group and at the dog park. He prefers to play with Honey when in a large group, but will engage with other dogs if approached. He likes to play fetch.
He's been good with the few young kids he's met and the one baby he's met. Greets children like normal people who can potentially pet him and was not terribly interested in the baby, even squealing and flailing around.
He enjoys soft toys and sometimes harder toys. He's getting used to dog beds and will probably lay on them about 40% of the time. He still doesn't quite understand "lay down" but has "sit" down pretty well. He no longer leaps into the front seat of the car and doesn't jump nearly as much.
Chester prefers to sit on a person's feet if not getting attention or lay in the same room. At night he will go into the bathroom, which is the closest place with tile flooring because he gets hot. He has a lot of fur and sometimes seems uncomfortably warm.
For the most part, he is very calm and quiet and likes to get attention but doesn't need it constantly. He has started pre-treatment for his heartworms and we're pretty excited that he'll be getting taken care of.
He gets excited when meeting other dogs on leash but does well off leash and has done great in play group and at the dog park. He prefers to play with Honey when in a large group, but will engage with other dogs if approached. He likes to play fetch.
He's been good with the few young kids he's met and the one baby he's met. Greets children like normal people who can potentially pet him and was not terribly interested in the baby, even squealing and flailing around.
He enjoys soft toys and sometimes harder toys. He's getting used to dog beds and will probably lay on them about 40% of the time. He still doesn't quite understand "lay down" but has "sit" down pretty well. He no longer leaps into the front seat of the car and doesn't jump nearly as much.
Chester prefers to sit on a person's feet if not getting attention or lay in the same room. At night he will go into the bathroom, which is the closest place with tile flooring because he gets hot. He has a lot of fur and sometimes seems uncomfortably warm.
For the most part, he is very calm and quiet and likes to get attention but doesn't need it constantly. He has started pre-treatment for his heartworms and we're pretty excited that he'll be getting taken care of.
Friday, April 24, 2015
Pretty Nori
She was spayed yesterday and came home with me because the adoption floor is no place for a girl to recover from surgery. She hasn't missed a beat, though, and has been all love and purr biscuits since she got here.
Since she's doing so well, we might have to let her go back to the shelter sooner rather than later, since she's super affectionate and petite, so she can finally find a home quickly.
Monday, April 20, 2015
Updates + Meet Chester!
It's been a while since I've written a real entry.
Quickly:
Spaz was adopted. Yay!
Boris was doing well in his new foster home with his new foster brother, but then his foster brother went to rescue and it was noticed that he had stopped eating. They discovered that he has an ulcer on his tongue, so he's being treated for that. Poor guy.
Now, Meet Chester!
Chester is a 4 year old field spaniel who is available for adoption through Friends FUR Life K9 Rescue. He came in as a stray with his sister who was adopted very quickly. They both tested positive for heartworms. He was about 32 lbs and very skinny, but it was hard to tell under all his fur. I was looking at him for my grandmother, but he was too big for her. I fell in love with him immediately and brought him home, hoping to fatten him up and treat his heartworms, then find him a fantastic home.
Chester has gained 8 lbs in two weeks and has been pulled by a rescue, so his heartworm treatment will be starting soon. He is a great dog; sweet, calm and friendly. He is house broken and is fine being left out unattended. He gets along well with our Honey (obviously) and does fine with Madeline, though he would probably be better if she were friendlier. He hasn't gotten on the furniture (too often) uninvited and is perfectly happy laying on the floor. He's not really a bed dog. There are really only two annoying things that are really annoying about him: his obsession with rabbits and his territorial barking. He cannot function as a normal living creature if there is a rabbit in sight or even a whiff of a rabbit. He is a dog possessed. And the barking isn't bad, either, and it's getting better, but he still does it whenever the neighbors are being loud. We're working on it.
Quickly:
Spaz was adopted. Yay!
Boris was doing well in his new foster home with his new foster brother, but then his foster brother went to rescue and it was noticed that he had stopped eating. They discovered that he has an ulcer on his tongue, so he's being treated for that. Poor guy.
Now, Meet Chester!
Chester is a 4 year old field spaniel who is available for adoption through Friends FUR Life K9 Rescue. He came in as a stray with his sister who was adopted very quickly. They both tested positive for heartworms. He was about 32 lbs and very skinny, but it was hard to tell under all his fur. I was looking at him for my grandmother, but he was too big for her. I fell in love with him immediately and brought him home, hoping to fatten him up and treat his heartworms, then find him a fantastic home.
Chester has gained 8 lbs in two weeks and has been pulled by a rescue, so his heartworm treatment will be starting soon. He is a great dog; sweet, calm and friendly. He is house broken and is fine being left out unattended. He gets along well with our Honey (obviously) and does fine with Madeline, though he would probably be better if she were friendlier. He hasn't gotten on the furniture (too often) uninvited and is perfectly happy laying on the floor. He's not really a bed dog. There are really only two annoying things that are really annoying about him: his obsession with rabbits and his territorial barking. He cannot function as a normal living creature if there is a rabbit in sight or even a whiff of a rabbit. He is a dog possessed. And the barking isn't bad, either, and it's getting better, but he still does it whenever the neighbors are being loud. We're working on it.
Saturday, April 18, 2015
Good buddy
Thursday, April 2, 2015
Finding Chester
We're fostering a year old spaniel for nebulous reasons. We picked him up Tuesday after his neuter and today was the first day we left him at home unsupervised. I brought him home this afternoon around 2 and left around 3, leaving him and Honey out with Madeline, but with the baby gate closed to the upstairs. He's been fine with Madeline, but she needs her own space. Chester (the new dog) has not been thrilled when left alone, but eventually settles and has shown no interest in chewing or even exploring. He mostly wants to be close to people and doesn't seem to care about much else.
When I showed up after work around 7, I wasn't sure what to expect. I was almost prepared to find the downstairs in disarray, with all of our various messy things strewn about even more messily, or even partially or wholly destroyed. Maybe there would be poop and pee everywhere. Maybe they would just be laying in the middle of the floor, Honey proudly showing how she had helped him lick his booboo better, since he's coned and can't reach it, blood everywhere. Maybe the baby gate would be effortlessly knocked over and the upstairs was subjected to plundering and litterbox raiding.
What I didn't expect was: Honey and Madeline. In their spots right at the door and on the stairs, respectively. No Chester in sight. House looked intact and undisturbed. My first thought was that maybe he was asleep and me coming home didn't wake him up, since Honey doesn't bark and I'm not terribly loud. He was not in the kitchen or dining area. The baby gate was up, but he may have managed to jump over it, so I checked upstairs. No Chester, and no sign a dog had been upstairs. On my way back downstairs, the thought crossed my mind that he had miraculously vanished or been stolen right out of our house (because furry lampshades go for millions on the black market).
Then I heard a faint whimper. I went back to the front door and looked around. That's when I noticed that the bathroom door was closed. I opened the door and Chester spilled out. Poor idiot had walked into the bathroom just to look around and had gotten stuck when the cone closed the door instead of letting him out. There's no telling how long he had been in there. I feel so bad for him, and I'll make sure to close the door for his protection. Oh, and it was actually the neighbor's dog, Klinger, in the front yard whining. Chester didn't even make a peep. Poor little dumdum.
When I showed up after work around 7, I wasn't sure what to expect. I was almost prepared to find the downstairs in disarray, with all of our various messy things strewn about even more messily, or even partially or wholly destroyed. Maybe there would be poop and pee everywhere. Maybe they would just be laying in the middle of the floor, Honey proudly showing how she had helped him lick his booboo better, since he's coned and can't reach it, blood everywhere. Maybe the baby gate would be effortlessly knocked over and the upstairs was subjected to plundering and litterbox raiding.
What I didn't expect was: Honey and Madeline. In their spots right at the door and on the stairs, respectively. No Chester in sight. House looked intact and undisturbed. My first thought was that maybe he was asleep and me coming home didn't wake him up, since Honey doesn't bark and I'm not terribly loud. He was not in the kitchen or dining area. The baby gate was up, but he may have managed to jump over it, so I checked upstairs. No Chester, and no sign a dog had been upstairs. On my way back downstairs, the thought crossed my mind that he had miraculously vanished or been stolen right out of our house (because furry lampshades go for millions on the black market).
Then I heard a faint whimper. I went back to the front door and looked around. That's when I noticed that the bathroom door was closed. I opened the door and Chester spilled out. Poor idiot had walked into the bathroom just to look around and had gotten stuck when the cone closed the door instead of letting him out. There's no telling how long he had been in there. I feel so bad for him, and I'll make sure to close the door for his protection. Oh, and it was actually the neighbor's dog, Klinger, in the front yard whining. Chester didn't even make a peep. Poor little dumdum.
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