Tina's day

8 AM: Eye drops, pill in canned food, sweep the kennel
2 PM: Eye drops, L-lysine in canned food
7 PM: Eye drops, oral dewormer, canned food, litterbox cleaned
11 PM: Eye drops, canned food

And, of course, rubbins and belly rubs.

Tomorrow: Lime-sulfur dip! Wooh!

Tina

My little girl is looking better and better. She got her ringworm culture started today. She's able to see more and is freaking out about it a little. It's a whole new world!

Tina

This charming girl is Tina.

Tommy

He loooves belly rubs

Silly boy

He looks so serious, but he's such a goofball.

A dog and his boy

Buster wants a boy (or girl) of his very own.

Buster making friends, kind of

Buster needs more practice with other dogs (so do I), so our illustrious and benevolent foster coordinator offered up her yard and crew.

First up was Dax, an 85-ish lb tall houndy guy, who is a quiet alpha about Buster's age, maybe a year or so older.

By all accounts, it went well. Buster was at first unsure of what to do with another dog off-leash and just kind of ran around peeing on things and whining, alternately sniffing and awkwardly trying to play.

After a bit, he felt comfortable enough to challenge Dax, and Dax was obviously (not) bothered. Buster doesn't respond easily to correction, but he gets the message. He knows when he's being a jerk.

Next up was Koko, who Buster met briefly about 9 months ago. She's about his age, 85-ish lb pit bull. She's also very vocal. She doesn't take crap, but she's not exactly dominant. She's a lady who knows what she likes and isn't afraid to let you know what she doesn't like.

They got along just fine. She briefly tried to play with him, then did her own thing when she saw he wasn't really interested. He didn't try to challenge her at all.

Buster also met Jilly, also around the same age, pit bull. She looks a bit like Honey, but she's paraplegic. Buster found her fascinating, but eventually wandered off.

Overall, the meeting was a success. After about an hour, he finally laid down like the rest of the dogs. He wasn't terribly interested in any of them, but given time, he'd probably play with them just like he plays with Honey. He either needs a dog that doesn't care if he guards (his people, his space, his things), or a family willing to correct him when he does. We don't have many issues of guarding here, but Honey is surprisingly tolerant and he has accepted that this is her house. He lets her and us know when something displeases him, but he very rarely challenges us outright.

I really don't understand why he hasn't found a home or even gotten more interest. He's a great dog, he's friendly, he loves to play and cuddle. He's good with other pets given the chance. We can take him places; he needs more practice at that, but he's gotten better just the few times we've taken him out. He's house-broken and has a bladder the size of a cantaloupe.

Doesn't anybody want a good dog?

Bye, kids

They went to another foster (so we could take another litter of adorable babies) and were adopted within days. My good boys <3

Buster

Gonna need a bigger box.

 Couch buddies.

Gimlet has been adopted!

In record time! He's settling in well, and he'll be ruling the house soon enough.

That frown.

He's almost a boxer!

Gala hard at work

Gala's kittens

The little monsters are available for adoption! The fifth already has a deposit. So much cute!

❤️

Just your average "Good Dog"

We're not sure why Buster hasn't been adopted.

Heck, no one's even asked about him.

He's ready to be your best friend. To greet you at the door, talk to you, play with you, and get belly rubs.

What more could you ask for?

Gimlet the Great

I am an 8-year-old kitten (don't tell the shelter, but I'm younger than they think ;p). My name is Gimlet, and I have 26 toes (most cats only have 18). I came to the shelter in such bad shape that they didn't think I was going to make it, but they didn't know just how tough I am. I went from a measly 6 lbs to over 10 lbs! I'm a big strong boy, and I've got a clean bill of health (and the medical work-up to back it up). I love love love to play, and I hope my new home has a cat or cats or kittens for me to play with. In fact, if you're thinking about fostering for the shelter (and you totally should!), I would be the perfect host. I'm not crazy about dogs, but as long as I have my own space, I can co-exist peacefully. Please email my foster parents to learn even more about me!

Gimlet's favorite things

1. Food
2. Talking about food
3. Playing with kittens
4. People
5. Comfy beds

Shtanley!

I have no idea how I never posted about him on here, but shweet Shtanley was adopted today!

Good news!

It's not hyperthyroid! Tell your friends!

Turns out the mass is benign and non-functioning, and all other lab results were normal, so Gimlet is available for adoption! So proud of my rowdy old man!

Gimlet and the kittens

A common symptom of hyperthyroid is "my old cat is acting like a kitten again!" Which is cute, but not normal, and it's like the cat is on speed: it strains the heart and the rest of the body in turn. I'm not sure if he'll still want to play with them in 3 weeks, but for now, he's happy to have friends.

Everyone is staring at him because he was being silly and playing under the dresser.

His favorite place to play is behind the curtain.

The kittens were playing under the bed, and as hard as he tried, he couldn't get them to come play with him.

So he looked on in disappointment.