Assorted animal needs, i.e., volunteers, fosters, cash; citing available dogs and a cat named Biscuit; PLUS: Walk On The Wild Side?

EDITION OF FRIDAY, MARCH 25, 2022 [PetPowellPress] March is National Nutrition Month and as I type this I’m eating a chocolate chip cookie and sipping energetically caffeinated coffee. It’s an emotional thing. Some mornings are just more pressure-packed than others.
Holiday Insights, the online calendar, also points out that this is Pecan Day and, also, International Waffle Day, or, as it’s known in Sweden, where it originated, Våffeldagen. “Lousy name for a cat,” replied our elder female Deputy Chief Kittie Leigh Johnson. 
That’s me and Kittie Leigh working surveillance several years ago — she was convinced someone was putting Oxford Commas into sentences without a permit for literary lunacy. Sharp-eyed girl. Never had a waffle. But it could happen. 
This is a good day to touch on as many topics as possible. Why? I have no idea. But, here goes…

GEARING UP FOR A SPRING
WITH DESTINATIONS & NEEDS
A note from the Society for Companion Animals (SFCA) shows that the enduring organization founded by Tawana Couch is planning a “busy business as usual” springtime. SFCA needs volunteers to
help with crate assembly and transporting animals and also needs donations to fund all sorts of animal trips. See how you can help by clicking HERE.
There are even opportunities to foster dogs who are soon to be flying off to areas that reportedly will be kinder to them than Dallas/Fort Worth has been — all of us animal nuts are off the hook. It’s the “don’t care/so what” people who are the villains. You’d think DieHard would make a battery that can jumpstart a human heart.
JESSIE: ONCE UPON A TIME
THERE WAS ANOTHER STRAY…
“Good grief!” exclaimed Larry while typing about Jessie. “What is it with people? Why does a dog become a stray and nobody comes to a shelter looking for the sweet baby?” 
And, suddenly, your writer of canine and feline wisdom, though continually baffled by human behavior, realizes that this is not the dog’s fault — this a problem of a malformed human heart-to-brain connection. You’d think Dr. Seuss would have cured it.
Mesquite volunteer dog biographer Debra Chisholm sent us the story on this 68-pound Lab/Rottweiler mix Jessie. Came in as a stray on March 18. She’s about a year old and, of course, not spayed. 
But the Mesquite Animal Shelter has a way to help Jessie. Rescue or adopt her. And, Debra says use Jessie’s ID (#49798278) when you call the shelter at 972-216-6283 or email [email protected] to adopt or tag or talk about Jessie.
Debra writes that Jessie “has such a zest for living. She is friendly and likes receiving attention.  She was active in the yard during the photo shoot chasing balls and exploring.  She's a fun-loving, tail-wagging pup with an active but moderate energy level.  She sits for treats and takes them gently.  She walks well on a leash.  She did not show any negative reaction to the dogs barking at her when I led her through the bay.  But we always recommend a dog test if you are interested.  She seems to have acclimated well to the shelter environment but would doubtless be delighted to walk out the front door with a person or family who would give her the loving attention and an inside home that she deserves.”

[LARRY ASIDE: And there’s this note, “Our shelter is over-full and kennel space  is desperately needed for the dogs who continue to arrive as strays or surrenders.” Why is that? How about some of you clowns who have let your dogs “go stray” or just dumped them tell us why you did it and how we can stop other people from doing such stupid stuff? [email protected] — that’s the email. Sign your real name. I’ll sign mine. Sincerely, U. Knita Brayne-Wrinch.]
PARTIAL TO BISCUITS
& PARTIAL TO CATS, TOO
While wandering through the online universe Thursday PM, I ran across this handsome cat in The Colony’s Animal Shelter.
Perhaps you’ve heard of a “Cathead Biscuit.” This is a Biscuit with a cathead, purr, whiskers, ears, eyes, etc. Biscuit is a 3-year-old “large” buff/white shorthair who has been in the care of The Colony Animal services since March 11. He’s #49750879. 
His bio says he’s “a big old cuddle bear” and a “very happy boy, always gentle and looking for people to hangout with. That’s his first favorite thing. “Second favorite” is food, his bio declares. Loves treats. Needs to be an only cat because he “can be bossy with other cats, especially around food.” Probably not good with young kids. But he does like “to snuggle and sleep” with toys. To ask about cats at The Colony Animal Shelter, call 972-370-9250or email animalservices@thecol- onytx.gov.
You’ll find that currently there are no dogs named for food in The Colony’s shelter. But there is this Lab mix, a 2-year-old girl named — what else — Ears! (She’s #49755147.) If you adopt her you can always change her name. Radarette. Satdishah. I’d go with Sweet Girl or help her live up to the name “Happy.” Probably has a great tail wag and is excited to see her favorite human walking in after a day at work.
CONTEMPLATIONS
KITTIE LEIGH, HEALTH NUTS AND LOU’S SONG
My cat Deputy Chief Kittie Leigh Johnson, a beacon for older girl cats everywhere, will be the topic of this weekend’s Let Sleeping Dogs Lie & Napping Cats Nap — she’s accomplished something. Took her nearly two months. And she got a big hug. First cat ever admitted to Oxford University. (pause) I’m kidding. She’s done something more difficult than being a human from Texas and getting into Oxford. …
As I was eating something I shouldn’t — coated with milk chocolate and upsetting my health-minded approach to the day, I ran across this quote from the great comic/tv & movie star Redd Foxx: “Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing.” (Died of a heart attack suffered during taping of The Royal Family sitcom in 1991.) …
There’s been a big flap lately about a Supreme Court nominee’s inability to define a “woman.” In honor of people who learn to define themselves without public opinion, we’ll cite a song from the great Lou Reed’s 1972 album Transformer. Click HERE to hear (but only if you don’t mind a tiny bit of naughty wordplay) the great music highlighting Walk on The Wild Side. You might have to endure a gutter-cleaning advert or one of those ubiquitous Medicare ads — both more offensive than suggestive lyrics, don’t you think?
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