Thursday, December 12, 2019

DOGTOR DEATH

That's JoJo's new nickname.

He's been very busy these past two years ridding this old country home of pests.

So far, here's his scoreboard:

Birds - 2
Bats - 3
Chipmunks - 1
Flying squirrels - 3 (two in one day, yesterday)
Flies and various other insects - too numerous to count

I should note that with the exception of the chipmunk (and many insects), all of these have been inside.




Thursday, November 7, 2019

NO-VEMBER

So it's NO-vember.


I can't think of a better time to turn over a new leaf.

I know that most people think of January 1st as the time for New Years resolutions. That's traditional. I've never been one to hold traditions as sacred. Besides, 'new' to me is a time for adding something such as exercise or more veggies to my diet.

It struck me as no coincidence that NO-vember arrived just as I made some decisions that are bound to change my life. 

In October I left a high(ish) paying but aggravating and stressful job, taking a leap of faith that something else was in my future. I suddenly found myself with lots of time on my hands. 

I have rediscovered my energy. Work has resumed on this old house! However, I still needed an income. I took a low pay part time job. I still have to pay my way in this world and there are so many things I'd like to invest in for my home.

I certainly can't afford to live the way I have been. Enter NO-vember. A good friend's voice rang in my ears, "Learn to say no to yourself". These words from nearly thirty years ago ring true to me now.

My biggest expenses consist of cigarettes and lottery. Time to change.
Not purchasing lottery tickets has been quite easy. I still pick one up now and again but it is no longer a budget buster.

The much harder challenge has been my addiction to nicotine. After 46 years of pumping this into my body, saying 'no' has been an impossible task each time I have tried. I can't accept that it is mere coincidence that I came across a very interesting post exactly when I needed it most.



The claim was that one teaspoon of cream of tartar dissolved in a cup of orange juice and drank before bed each night will absorb and remove nicotine from your system.
I researched this on multiple health websites (such as WebMD) and they all concur.
Eureka! Was this the magic potion for me? Yes and No. The craving for nicotine has been radically reduced but the need to smoke (the holding and drawing on a cigarette remains). I'm a work in progress and still learning how to say no to myself.
NO-vember is my month! Perhaps it can be your month too. What negative would you like to say NO to. 
I'm looking forward to a very Happy Thanksgiving. Perhaps for the New Year I can add a positive as a reward. Bookcases would make me incredibly happy.

Tuesday, October 22, 2019

Unusual Friendship

My dog sits at the window most of the time. He gets very excited when something outside gets his attention. Lately, this has been our resident chipmunk.
This little rodent seems to find it entertaining to taunt the dog. It doesn't seem to be fearful of him and chirps at JoJo whenever he's in the vicinity.
He's just outside the door. I'm here, come get me! Then it's off to the side of the house. Over Here! Here I am!
It's absolutely hilarious when he pops up from one hole while JoJo is looking down another, something I have yet to catch on video. I truly believe that the chipmunk finds this game as much fun as the dog does.

Monday, September 9, 2019

OUR SHELTERS

I haven't been writing much lately. I don't like to write just for the sake of writing. I reserve it for when I actually have something I want to share. I would like to take a few minutes of your time to express how much our animal shelters need your help.

Where I live we are fortunate to have no-kill shelters.

This was where I found JoJo. I am ever so grateful for the care they gave him before I arrived. He was a case where the prior owners dumped him at the shelter in the middle of the night. With their cameras they were able to locate them and find out why they got rid of him. The man said that he bit him when he was disciplining him and showed them a small scratch. The first time I gave JoJo the sit command he did it but without eye contact and obvious fear. He certainly wasn't expecting the praise I gave him.



 Our store does a donation drive every year for this shelter which is located nearby. They have a capture/spay/release program for stray cats and sometimes bring animals up from high-kill shelters to find homes for those at high risk of euthanasia through no fault of their own.


 Most shelters don't have that luxury. There is only so much space to house all of the animals that come through their doors.
Some were found as strays. Some are lost pets whose owners need to be found (if possible). Some are owner surrenders. "I can't take care of him anymore." "I'm relocating due to work and can't find housing that allows pets." "This cat keeps escaping and coming back pregnant."
Some come from puppy mills. Some come from dogfighting situations.
Once in the shelter, they all are scanned for a microchip. If one exists, the hope is that it has been registered and updated. If an owner can be located, they are not always willing to pay the fee and collect their pet. If there is no owner looking for the animal they need to be checked by a vet to see if they have any communicable diseases. After they are determined to be adoptable, the wait for a forever home begins.

The kennel environment itself proves too much for many animals who either shutdown or become aggressive. This makes their odds even lower.
I once went to the shelter to adopt a cat. This was before it became a no kill shelter. I told them that I wanted the cat that was highest on the list for euthanasia. Muffy was a seven year old cat with 24 toes, six on each paw. She had 24 claws that had grown so long that they had curved back into her own paws. She was terribly matted. The vet told me that they could put her under and shave her if I wanted. I said no and took her home. I worked on those mats with my fingers and with scissors and my ex bathed her to loosen the ones that had formed around her feces. We clipped her claws and gently pulled the ends from her feet. The next challenge was teaching her to be a cat. I sat in the doorway until she got comfortable with that. Next was the sidewalk, and finally the yard. She was very cautious and concerned at the feel of grass. Eventually, her days consisted of laying in the yard and soaking up the heat of the sun. I am convinced that she had lived in a cage her entire life up until the day I adopted her. As she was, her odds were pretty poor. I am so glad that the second half of her life was a good one.

In the book. "ONE at a Time" the authors spent one week at a typical city shelter. This book was published in 2003 but the statistics overall still hold true. In just that one shelter, in that one city, in one week:

363 animals passed through the shelter
240 were brought in lost or stray
14 were brought in for euthanasia due to illness or old age
3 were taken in under protective custody

15 were found and claimed by their families
6 were dead on arrival
6 died after arriving
2 were stolen
2 were transferred to other shelters
215 were adopted to new homes
117 were euthanized


How to help

Volunteer (walk the dogs, give them a break from kennel time, give them human contact)

Donate (vets, food, running spay/ neuter programs are only some of the expenses)

Adopt (make room in the shelter for yet another animal, don't support the continued breeding for profit that exists everywhere.

Be a responsible pet owner. Spay or neuter your pet. License and microchip your pet. Provide vet care, love, training and commitment to your pet. You'll be well rewarded.

If you have rental property, agree to rent to responsible pet owners.

PLEASE, consider the shelter worker who chose this life because of their love for animals. They are forced to choose between this animal and that one, who lives and who dies. Instead of saving them all, they hold them and speak softly as they put them down to make room for the endless stream. It is heartbreaking beyond words. HELP THEM!!







Tuesday, August 20, 2019

Returning to Letchworth

A testament to the power of glaciers.

Also to the need to explore.

And to conquer.

But the calm of nature,

conceals tremendous power.

Monday, March 4, 2019

RECENT READS

I am still devouring books. I average a book each week. I've been very fortunate in February to have found two exceptionally enjoyable reads.

First, I picked up 'A Dog's Way Home'. This is by the same author as 'A Dog's Purpose' which still holds the rank of my favorite book.


The dog hero of this novel finds himself searching for his way home to the man who loves him. Along the way he makes many unlikely friends and has numerous relationships, some of which last for quite some time but he never loses sight of his goal, to find his way home. Besides being entertaining, this book highlights the effects of antibulldog laws and many issues effecting veterans.
A great read that I highly recommend.

The second book I want to tell you about is 'A Man Called Ove'.


Ove is your classic curmudgeon. He is a widower who finds himself pushed into retirement. He feels as if his time on earth is pretty much finished. Fortunately for us, and for his neighbors, each time he finds a way to join his wife, someone needs him. As he grudgingly goes about being helpful to his neighbors and that annoying cat, he rediscovers a purpose in life. Although my description sounds quite somber, I guarantee you that you will smile as you recognize these characters in the people that you know in your own neighborhood. I can't wait to share this book with my friends!