That is Sushi, our spotlighted feline for this edition of Let Sleeping Dogs Lie & Napping Cats Nap. Sushi appears to be dreaming of winning the Heisman Trophy and is posing appropriately.
But we’re going beyond one snoozer today and will also report on a cat who needs daily toothbrushing and two dogs whose survival gives us insomniacs hope that we can sleep -- some day...some day...
One of those dogs is a personal rescue -- the wonderful Peaches. The extraordinary Peaches. In fact, she’s now Peaches The Graduate. I’m misting up while I’m typing about Peaches The other is Oliver -- a dog that beat the odds and has a future -- triumphed over the most needless dog ailment in the world, mange. Horrific mange. Our stories:
PEACHES GRADUATES; HAND ME A TISSUE
In March of 2012, my funspouse Martha was suffering from an upper respiratory infection and decided to go to a “doc-in-the-box” one Sunday morning. When she came back a couple of hours later, her first question as she came in the door was, “What’s with the dog on the porch?”
It was news to me. I grabbed a camera and shot the photo as she was chowing down on cat food.
That is how we met Peaches. She was so thin she was able to squeeze through the bars on our front porch gate and feed on our Deluxe Feral Cat Buffet. Once full she was too thin to leave. So, she was there when Martha got home. None of our lazy guard dogs inside the house had even noticed a new arrival. [The irony is Porche Noel, our little shark mix, also arrived by being emaciated and squeezing through to get the cat food. When Peaches arrived, Porche was busy snoozing with the other guard dogs.]
Peaches was so thin I thought she might be close to death. We got her some food, a good place to sleep and enjoyed her wiggly, happy personality.
On Monday morning, concerned about the horrifyingly skeletal dog, we got in touch with Becky Haisma of Paws In The City. Becky, the rescuer about whom
I’ve written for years, found an open spot for the starving Pit girl at VCA Loop 12 Animal Hospital in Mesquite. Becky named her “Peaches” without having met her -- but she was right on the money. She is a peach. [That's her now on the right.]
I drove Peaches to the clinic. It was wrenching to hand her over -- I feared she’d be positive for anything bad and negative for anything good. The professional who took her from me looked at her and got misty-eyed, too.
That was just over a year ago. Peaches has been in the care of Paws In The City ever since. Pits are a lot like people. The poorly socialized individuals make the worst headlines while the vast majority of the species is happy to be loved.
[Larry aside: In the interest of full disclosure: In the time since Peaches found us in early 2012 and just a few months ago, our relationship with Paws In The City
has changed. My critterspouse Martha, who had left the board of the group early last year, is now back on the board and also is president of Paws In The City. My involvement with Paws In The City is limited to saying, “OK, see you later” when she tells me she has a Paws meeting or Paws event. I try to ignore her involvement to avoid being accused of favoritism in reporting. Here’s the bottom line: I’m in favor of the animals, so instead of the people, I write about the animals -- unless the people have some sort of public responsibility beyond that of a normal non-profit. All rescue groups sticking to their animal-friendly missions are my favorites. (Almost anybody rescuing animals is my favorite -- though I’m not sure the converse applies.)]
The bottom line here isn’t about people, it is about Peaches. She evolved from a cliche -- “starving Dallas pit stray” -- to a safe and saved dog thanks to Paws In The City. Heck, everybody who met her knew she was smart and friendly. Just needed a little help. It wasn't like she came from a loving home with attentive people. She emerged from behind an ugly 8-ball.
And that brings us to a nearly parental point of pride. Peaches is a graduate. That’s right. Last week she graduated from the Paws Of Hope Prison Program at the Sanders Estes Correctional unit in Venus, only about 20 miles south of where we found her last March.
How did we learn this? Martha was looking at the Paws website
a couple of nights ago and, from her easy chair with two dogs and a cat curled up with her, she shouted, “HEY! PEACHES GRADUATED!” “Our Peaches?” I asked. “I think so. It looks like her.”
Remember, the last time we actually saw her up close, she was skeletal. No longer is she skeletal. I checked with Tina Fairbanks, our all-knowing pal with Paws and she said that, indeed, Prison Peaches is Our Peaches.
She’d gone from foster care to stay with Paws‘ behavioral partner, Camp Diggy
Bones in Lavon, and then into the Paws of Hope program at Sanders Estes where prisoners in the male minimum security unit gently and firmly enforce proper behavior in dogs that need a hint.
And, by golly, Peaches is a graduate. I’ve included photos here of the younger and starving Peaches in addition to her “now” picture. I’m so proud of her. If we had legal room, she’d be ours. But now it’s a matter of finding a really good, graduate dog a home befitting her wonderful soul.
I like to think Peaches finished first in her class. The worst she could have done was second -- her classmate is the handsomely attired fellow, Woodrow.
Bless them and the people who have made them adorable adoptables. And you guys who are doing time and helping these dogs, I hope your lives are angelic and wonderful from now on and you’ve learned from the dogs that reputations can be changed with the application of good work.
OLIVER MAKES A HANDSOME RECOVERY, FINDS A HOME
WHEN HUMANS APPLY LOVE AND PATIENCE: The before photograph is hideous. Who would want a dog like that? Somebody did. We got word from Susan Tandukar of Partners of Arlington Animal Services that “Oliver, the poor boy that had mange so badly that he barely had any fur on his body” was adopted on April 17.
But the dramatic change from a quite-ill mange dog to a robust, happy-faced fellow is something that might just help insomniacs find one less dog to stay awake worrying about.
Writing online about Oliver, Jess Phillips, his initial foster, was elated. “It's with an extremely happy heart that I announce the official adoption of our little Oliver!
“His life started out far from anything any animal should have to go through. I remember the emails sent to the shelter begging to get him out early, and the day I went and got him from the shelter like it was yesterday. His pictures really did no justice to his condition, and things the shelter did to try to ‘treat’ him, made it worse. He was so small. Like most my mange pups, I usually see past any imperfections and just see the beautiful pet they are beyond the pain, and we work to show everyone else.
"Oliver is a special little guy, and touched so many hearts. His story might have started off 'tragic,' but Oliver was and has ALWAYS been just the happiest puppy.
“It took almost 5 months for him to fully heal. He's spent the last 4 months at his other foster mom's house growing, and turning into just the greatest little guy.
“I am happy to announce that Oliver has found his forever home! It's the perfect place for him, perfect family for him. He has gained 4 sisters, most of whom, were also rescued in someway or another. His new parents also have huge hearts, know what Oliver went through, and just adore him. I really could not have asked for a better fit for Oliver.”
Jess Phillips, the Director/President of Animal First Foundation of Texas (www.afftx.org) was “the one that got him healed,” Jess told us Friday night. “After he was all healed and better, because I was bringing in another mange puppy that had sarcoptic mange and didn’t want Oliver to catch it, he went to my other foster home.”
So, two foster homes enjoyed handsome Oliver and now a third one has a great dog around the house.
TWO CATS BEATING THE ODDS
SUSHI AND BABYGIRL: And this brings us back to the napping cat Sushi. And, as coincidence reigns, BabyGirl, too. We got a note forwarded from Lore Rodarte about the fellow Sushi. That’s Sushi doing the “Hello, I’m a kitty” routine and with the big paw -- for of a “Keep on Truckin’” look for those of you from the late ‘60s.
Lore, who has two big ol‘ rescue dogs and is prone to helping the helpless, says a friend of her’s from work was Sushi’s human. “She had to move within 2 weeks and had to rehome her two cats. The other got a home right away, but I helped spread the word on Sushi. I’ve worked with West Side Animal League before, so I knew about rescue groups.”
Now, while I’m emailing Lore, I get an email from Kathy Malone with Cowtown Loves Animal Shelter Pets about a cat named BabyGirl. She’s a Siamese with special needs and a tragic story. I emailed Kathy that our weekend report was way full and I’d write about BabyGirl on Monday. She
was OK with that.
Then I checked my inbox. Lore wrote that she’d managed to get Sushi into a rescue group and her contact is -- no kidding -- Kathy Malone. She couldn’t remember Kathy’s group right away. Minutes later, she did -- CLASP.
Kathy says it’s likely that the healthy and adorable Sushi will be adoptable through CLASP this weekend at the PetCo on Pipeline, right off 183, in Hurst.
Lore’s description of Sushi says he was adopted from a litter of kittens and he’s about 2 1/2 years old. “When he went in to be fixed, he was also given basic shots. His personality is very sweet, kind, calm
and most definitely very passive cat. He loves to be petted and makes the perfect companion and/or lap cat. Something unusual about him is when he is most happy, you will see him lay forever on his back with all four legs up in the air.”
[Larry aside: Don’t we all... Moving along.]
So, this long item is the result of “Spotlighting Two Cats With One Keyboard.” That is why Sushi and BabyGirl are mentioned in “Let Sleeping Dogs Lie & Napping Cats Nap.”
And as long as we were talking about special cases, we decided to include BabyGirl.
The story on BabyGirl is one of animal and human heartbreak. Animals because they are victims of a human; the human because sometimes the human heart is not controlled by clear thought and logic and good sense.
Kathy reports that CLASP “got her in January along with 12 others from a hoarding situation. She had plucked out a bunch of her hair after being put outside. After antibiotics, her fur came back, but also ringworm. Then they discovered she has a teeth/gum inflammation. She's had her teeth cleaned and sealed, 4 loose ones
pulled and is now in a maintenance mode. She'll always have to have her teeth brushed every day, have fluoride treatment available in her water and have to eat a dental diet, like Science Diet T/D. She is a very easy-going, calm kitty who loves other cats and is currently in a foster home in Hurst.”
CLASP President Karen Westmoreland had earlier sent out an email explaining BabyGirl’s housing situation. “BabyGirl was at the vet's office from mid-Jan until last week. We finally asked one of our fosters if she could take her home. She had to agree to brush her teeth every night, make the water treatment available and not allow her to eat anything but the dental diet. This foster has other cats, so she is keeping her in her college son's room. So she's probably OK till he gets home from college for the summer, which is probably mid-May?”
To offer to help BabyGirl or any animal in CLASP’s care, call 817-886-7300 or email [email protected]. You can read more about CLASP at www.cowtownpets.org.
As for the situation that produced BabyGirl, Kathy says, “To the best of our knowledge, we resolved the hoarding situation by taking the 13 cats that the landlord made the man put outside in the cold. Another rescue took 5 of them, 2 were FIV positive and were euthanized and our group kept the rest. Most had URI and ringworm. We have 1 still being treated for ringworm and BabyGirl. It's my understanding that the man was allowed to keep 4 cats total.”
So, there you have it, sleeping and napping critters, reasons to nod off and, darnit, maybe a reason to stay awake fretting over a hoarder.
Perhaps, today, however, we can maybe catch a catnap like Sushi, then look at the “new” Peaches and Oliver and rest easy knowing that there are rescuers who will declare “not on my watch” and make sure good animals get a break.
THREE LINK TIPS: Read about our beloved Peaches on the Paws In the City prison page HERE and to see our first report on Peaches and her "before" photos, click HERE. And, to see Oliver's story, visit the Facebook site for PhillipsFosters.
For crying out loud, remember "Be kind to animals."
[To nominate your sleeping or napping critters for the spotlight of Let Sleeping Dogs Lie & Napping Cats Nap, send the photos and info to [email protected]. We’re proud to show the world that love is the answer. Can I get an “Amen”?]
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