Great video, Mairdie! Thank you so much.
Had to break out more Kleenex reading your last post.
We all know when we take in a new member of the family that we will either live to see them go or we will go before them. It’s a hard thing, but love wins out every time. Your pets have been blessed to have had you.
(Kind of ticked off too early in the morning regarding the pain killer and the vet.)
My current dog is a mix of English Springer and Labrador. Got him from our local pound. At 27 pounds, I was told he was fully grown. He’s now 75+ pounds and even though he’s gotten a bit older, he’s still mostly muscle. Don’t know what I’d do without him. He looks a bit intimidating but he’s just a gentle pup in reality. One of the smartest dogs I’ve ever had, and he was so very easy to train.
Over the past couple of years, I’ve ended up with four cats. They were all desperate little kitties when I got them. One I found in my trash can who couldn’t get out. The other three came as a package deal, found by my neighbor all alone.
I never wanted cats, but now I’m in love with them too!
Heck, I found a little frog in a plant of mine a couple of winters ago. Didn’t have the heart to throw the little guy out, so I kept him all winter. Made him a little bed of straw and little water bowl. (I am laughing as I know how pathetic this sounds!)
Anyway, Mairdie, may God bless you for your good heart!
Your pup sounds wonderful! The beauty of a Springer with the personality of a Labrador. And big enough to throw your arms around.
I love that you rescue cats!!!!!!!!! I did for years but husband now refuses to have cats for the fur. Havanese and Bichon both are non-shedding. You just have to keep them groomed to avoid them turning into a single large matt.
The trash can kitty takes my heart.
Our Persian was a grey, tiny wisp of fur. Corie would hold her down with one gigantic paw and lick her into a soggy mass of fur.
My favorite rescue was a baby robin, Trilby. I set up two hula hoops and soft netting over a plastic hanger attached to a chandelier over the dining room table. Fed him hamburger moistened with squished raspberries every few hours. He grew up and learned to fly in the dining room. After I released him I would find the remains from his childhood, along with Corie’s spots on the wallpaper. Husband went ick, but to me they were memory finds.
I currently have a feeding station for the wild fuzzies just under the library window so I don’t have to go outside. We get raccoons, grey foxes (who knew they love peanuts), skunks, groundhogs, possums, and the more usual squirrels. I feed two groups of 4 and 6 raccoon babies every night between midnight and 3:30am. They’re adorable.
Night Visitors - Joseph Blanchard - Whimsical Foray
https://youtu.be/4Fz_w97bt4s