Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Friday, April 11, 2008


We now have a litter of 4 kittens, just a week old today, along with their momma. Sandra , the lady who's been feeding momma wants to keep her (indoors) so at least momma has a home when she's done with these little ones (after we spay her!)... Momma's sister also just had 3 babies, and Sandra will also be adopting her too. So needless to say: kitten season has officially begun, and we'll have kittens available for adoption in a couple of months! See one 7-day old kitten:

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Franz & Cainin Make the AJC!

These sweet boys made the Lifestyle section under the Petdish column. Sandy Eckstein has featured them as an example on caring for your pets in the event of your death or incapacitation. Hopefully this article will help get them homes. Dottie has been great as a foster mom but they need to find a real home! They graduated a week ago from a 3-week intensive training program from Man's Best Friend -- kindly donated by Jon Bolander, the owner. Anyone who adopts them gets a free lifetime of training for them (and for you)! They also come with Heartguard and Advantix. Please tell your friends to check them out in the AJC!



Monday, April 7, 2008

Kitten season has officially started! Yikes -- please get your kitties spayed and neutered! Here's the latest product -- a formerly feral mom and her 4 babies. Today they are 4 days old. Mom is hiding, but I got a picture of the little ones.

Saturday, April 5, 2008

The Story on Roo by Nancy Foster Mom

Roo, short for Kangaroo, earned her name right on the spot when she came home with me on March 23rd. Judy and I had already rescued and adopted out her two pups (Pearl and Ella), the Norcross family that found them adopted the third (Bear Bear), and now it was her turn. Roo hung around the Norcross house where she was appeared as a stray, but could not be contained by a newly installed chain link fence. We all assumed that she dug out as her puppy tried to do. So we didn’t think too much about that when she came home to my house. She initially seemed to fit in and got along with everyone. But as soon as I turned away to do a few chores outdoors, she took the 4’ fence in a single bound and was gone! Eek! She didn’t know me, she didn’t know the neighborhood, she hadn’t even eaten anything – how much worse could it be? So I called Judy, who had just left; she turned around and came back and we then searched for the next two hours in my neighborhood. Finally Judy spotted her heading over to another neighborhood behind a cul-de-sac but she wouldn’t even look back. We both went home to make posters and I headed over to the other neighborhood later on in the evening. I had to go 2 miles all the way around to get there – I never knew my neck of the woods was literally so woodsy and had these pockets of homes. I posted a few signs and then saw her! She looked at me from about 50 yards away, then turned and went in the other direction – darn! Now what? I lost sight of her, put up a few more signs and went out to dinner. After dinner, I came by again, saw her again but she just wouldn’t come to me. I was off on Monday so I went looking for her a few more times and didn’t see her at all, but the folks I talked to said they saw the posters so I suppose that was good. I widened my search a bit and put up a few more posters, but still no luck. On Tuesday on the way home from work, I went all over the neighborhood again, talked to a woman walking her dog who hadn’t seen her, and headed across the bridge to Stone Mountain Middle School -- and there she was at the edge of the woods and parking lot -- looking longingly at the woman walking her dog! Was she hungry? Lonely? Tired? I think all of the above because when I put down a little wet food, walked away and held the rest out, she gradually crept up to me to finish the meal. Then I got her! And now she is never without a leash or lead. Needless to say she needs a privacy fence and would love some agility training to be the perfect companion. She also sits, shakes hands, and is crate trained and housebroken. I think she wouldn’t run away now that she knows me, but I just can’t take that chance. Look at her sweet innocent face! Ha!