We’ll get to the Collin County cats in a moment.
But first:
As you may know from news reports, the UARS, the Upper Atmosphere Research Satellite, is supposed to re-enter the atmosphere later this week for a fiery plummet to earth.
What is the most appropriate response? “Heads up!”? No. It’s this: Let’s makes a list of people who deserve to be hit by a falling satellite.
My funspouse Martha, generally a sweet and kind person, heard a news report and declared, “You know, I’ve got a list of people who deserve to be hit by a falling satellite.”
Seems like a good way to blow off steam: Make a list.
Let’s do it. Click [email protected] and type your “Deserves to be struck by falling satellite nominees” and send. I’m serious. Click and nominate and send. I’ll compile the list and print it. We’ll show the SOBs that someone is paying attention to what they do.
You could say such things as “person who left dog to die on porch in West Dallas” or “corporate louse who came up with the term ‘down-sizing’.” Or, to be an old-fashioned patriotic bi-partisan American you could say either “idiot in White House” or “idiot who wants to be in White House.”
Don’t even think about it, just fire from the hip. We’ll monitor the responses and see if we have enough angry people to qualify for a group rate at a shrink’s anger management session.
That photo? That’s our Readlarrypowell.com staff impersonator, Inky, the Cocker Laureate of the State of Texas, giving us his impression of a White House aide, after writing a “Thank God it landed in the ocean” press release, rushing into the Dolly Madison Low Impact Lackey Dining Room and spotting a big steaming platter of Mom’s Fiery Orbital Exit Habanero Meatloaf with a side dish of Big Crater Taters and a liberal dousing of Splashdown Gravy.
HOW ABOUT THEM COLLIN COUNTY CATS! We got a note from Brigitte Barnard, president of North Texas Cat Rescue, about a special effort being made to save cats that find themselves sitting in the Collin County Animal Services Shelter in McKinney and waiting for the death needle.
She explains that some volunteers who don’t work for the shelter have “created a Facebook page to promote the cats held (stray hold and surrendered by owners) in that shelter. Our goal is to compile photo albums with name, description and tabs on temperament of each cat to be sent to all rescues in this area. We will try to keep up with intakes and hopefully many will have a chance at a new beginning.
“Those cats are not receiving the attention of many rescues. Only 2 rescues (FHS [Frisco Humane Society] and NTCR) have consistently pulled cats from the shelter in the past few years and this year has been really hard for them to keep up with the high numbers of cats coming through the doors.
“We do believe networking them will save more lives. Exposure is the key to get them out of the shelter.”
For that Facebook link click HERE. The Collin County Animal Services PetFinder link is HERE.
One of those hardluck cats is this tortie beaut, Pumpkin. And Pumpkin has a sadly typical story.
She is 13 – THIRTEEN YEARS OLD – and she was put into a carrier, driven to the shelter and left. Dumped at 13. The cat doesn’t like the shelter. And she’s on a fast clock on Death Row.
But, aren’t they all at an overcrowded shelter? Thank you, big-hearted human residents of Collin County (one wonders if you moved there from Dallas, the town that kills more animals than any other place outside of a chicken slaughterhouse in Arkansas.)
Pumpkin is listed as 3314629. The shelter number is 972-547-7292.
AT THE BURLESON SHELTER: “Awesome dogs,” was the subject line for a note about how desperate things are at the Burleson Animal Shelter south of Fort Worth.
The shelter’s Anastasia Ramsey sent out a note that reads, “Normally I have no issues getting rescues to get dogs, but already this month we’ve brought in 120 -- 60 of which were owner surrenders which is A LOT for our tiny shelter.”
[SOAPBOX ASIDE: Let’s just stop right here for a second. This note was written on the 20th – so in the space of 20 days, the shelter has brought in 120 animals. Amazing for a small town shelter. But 60 of those were owner-surrenders. What in the world is going on with the owners? They can’t all be people getting married and dumping the dogs because the fiancé doesn’t like ‘em. Holy crap. I swear, so many dogs are being “downsized” that vets and pet stores must be on the brink of layoffs.]
The “awesome dogs” in the Burleson shelter include big dogs, little dogs, medium dogs, old dogs, young dogs, etc. Call the shelter at 817-426-9283 or e-mail [email protected] or [email protected].
THINKING AHEAD: Krista Mc Anally, who manages the Humane Society of Cedar Creek Lake Shelter at Tool, sent out a note that began, “Let It Snow” and “Brrr.”
Then she notes that winter’s on the way. Oh, my, can it be?
I guess. At any rate, she’s trying to hustle up some off-the-cold-floor beds for the animals at the shelter. Specifically, those raised Kuranda beds. “We are about 40 beds short right now,” she says.
You can go to the Kuranda website HERE and navigate to the “donate” site, pick the Humane Society of Cedar Creek Lake and it’ll walk you through a donation.
You can also contact Krista at 903-432-3422 or at [email protected] or bring a donated bed to the shelter at 10200 CR 2403, Tool, 75143.
ABOUT E-MAILS AND REQUESTS FOR HELP: Here is a note that may offer a helpful hint for people trying to save animals.
“Could you gutless or timid or dense people who send out requests for help with animals please identify your shelter or your rescue group and please sign your complete name? It will help with identifying who needs help – a cutesy email address such as ‘poopyheadsmama’ is not enough. Sincerely, Mike from the shelter.”
See what I mean? Yeah, that's a made up note, but it certainly hits on all the points that need correcting. How many guys do you know named Mike. Women named Kathy or Kathie or Cathy or Cathie? Or Deb, Debbie, Debby? Men named John? And which shelter?
And how many shelters are there? Don’t make me phone ‘em all looking for a hardluck cat named Kitty.
Please, in the name of God and all that is Holy and for the sake of the animals you are trying to help, embrace a brief moment of common sense and include your whole name, your contact information and the name of the shelter or rescue group.
Write this down: Precise and complete information will help save lives.
Why? Because people don’t have enough time to play detective – they delete your e-mail and move on to the next one. And there is always a next one.
Look, I'm not the only person frustrated by this junior high first name only and dot the eye with a heart attitude.
Sign your last name if you know it. I’m not sure about some of you but I know that none of you is either Cher or Elvis.
For crying out loud, be proud that you’re helping animals. I don’t want to have to hunt you down and slap you. I’m serious. No more Mister Nice Guy. I may start naming you people who fall short of the standards.
Here's how I'm signing this request: Sincerely, Larry Powell, [email protected], editor/publisher of Readlarrypowell.com, a world-wide-read website dedicated to helping animals.
Look, my dear animal rescuing friends, you are doing important work. Raise your standards. You’re work is not a quilting bee – you are trying to save lives. The work should be carried out with a business-like dignity, even in the e-mails we send. Build respect for the term “animal nut” by providing complete and correct information.
It’s simply the right thing to do on behalf of these animals.
Now, help me off this soapbox before a board snaps and I’m forced to cry out “Hey, you” for help.
And, if I have offended anyone, send me a note and sign your whole name.
CONTEMPLATION: Yeah, I’m in a foul frame of mind. I think society’s shortcomings are wearing out the do-gooders these days, especially in the animal community. I don’t know how some animal people keep going. Shelters and sanctuaries and rescue groups are full. Why? Because heartless and don’t-care people decide to empty their homes (more than likely their yards) of animals. How do we turn this around? You’d think good economic times would make a difference, but I'm betting a check of the records around here would show a consistent kill pace for this stinking region. There’s not much difference in the kill rate between hard times and boom times. There’s a human problem. Maybe it’s the lack of heart. No clue as to how to fix that.
You just have to hope that a falling satellite takes out the right people, I guess. And, of course, that is wrong. Don't forget to send your "Get hit by a falling satellite" nominations to [email protected].
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