And God Made a Dog...
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Dr. Andrew Jones, DVM has been a practicing Veterinarian for 20 years. He is a strong advocate of Natural Pet Health Care, and knows that the most important way to heal our pets and prevent disease is through proper nutrition. He developed Ultimate Canine to give our dogs that extra advantage – something that will provide them with everything they need to develop stronger immune systems to fight disease, heal sore or stiff joints, and help them live longer, happier lives. Dr. Andrew Jones' main focus is on alternative, non-traditional remedies for pets. His interest in alternative pet medicine culminated in the writing of his book, Veterinary Secrets Revealed.
We appreciate the ongoing support many folks give us to help care for dogs in our rescue. Our "Sunshine Fund" exists to help pay for specialists and vet care that goes beyond the routine needs of most dogs. If you are able to contribute to our Sunshine Fund to help cover Bella's bills, we would be so grateful. Every little bit helps. Thank you.Source: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FRgbO5Db9Ns
Just a dog?...
A wise man once said to me: "Love is never wasted."
To those who don't understand, I only ask that you leave room for others like me to follow their hearts and love God's creatures while we're here on earth.
Maybe it is "just a dog," but they can love and they can feel pain. And in God's mercy, I can't just sit by and do nothing. I can be there for them and love them. It's the least I can do.
– Kim
Reprinted below is a letter Theresa Strader, the founder of National Mill Dog Rescue (Facebook page), wrote to the breeder of her beloved Lily. For those who don't know, Lily is the reason National Mill Dog Rescue exists today.
May 15, 2008
Dear Martha,
It's been fifteen months since you and I first met. More than likely, you remember very little about me. After all, we met in your world, on your property, in fact. Since that day, elements of your world have become a very big part of mine. For that, myself and many like-minded people are very thankful to you.
In February 2007, I received an email – "50 Italian Greyhounds in need" – and with that, a phone number. Having had a lifetime affinity for the breed, I called the number to find out what the story was and how I might be able to help. I'm certain you know where this letter is going now.
Yes, February 17, 2007, after 40+ years, your kennel would be going out of business. Time to retire and relax after four decades of mistreating dogs. Five hundred and sixty one dogs would head to the auction blocks that day, 49 were Italian Greyhounds. It was without question that I would help, though I must admit, I had no idea what I would come to learn through the process. Due to transportation issues, I realized that if I were to be of any use to these dogs, I would have to drive out to Lamar myself. So, on the 16th of February, my daughter and I headed to Missouri.
Understand, I've been involved in dog rescue essentially my entire life – fostering and placing homeless dogs, caring for sick or injured dogs, assisting overpopulated shelters, etc. I have always known about puppy mills and pet store puppies, but have never shared my home with anything other than rescued animals. For the record, I AM NOT AN ANIMAL RIGHTS ACTIVIST. What I am is a person who believes in the right to humane treatment for all living things.
Martha, what I witnessed on your property was far from humane. Hundreds of terrified ailing faces, imprisoned in their wire confines, some staring at me, but most too fearful to look into my eyes, so unsure of how to interpret human contact. That experience has caused me countless sleepless nights and to this very day, the sadness and the fear in their eyes haunts my very being.
I am completely aware that you were operating well within USDA standards – what a despicable thought that is. I am also aware that in your circles, commercial breeding dogs are considered livestock. Dogs are not livestock, Martha. Thousands of years ago, man domesticated dogs to be our protectors, hunters, herders, guardians, but most of all, our companions.
I came home with thirteen of your dogs – nine Italian Greyhounds, two Dachshunds and two Papillons. Not a single dog that I had cared for in over 25 years of rescue work came anywhere close to the physical and emotional damage that your dogs had suffered. As it related to rescuing dogs, the next several months would become the education of a lifetime for me.
The entire purpose of this letter, though, is about just one of those dogs, the one who would find her forever home here with my family..... #251 – AKC registered "Reedgate's Swift Motion." Oh, the irony of her name – Swift Motion – an Italian Greyhound who was never able to run. Caging her for her entire life stripped her of ever having enough strength in her legs to experience the joy of running. A cruel reality for a breed built to run.
In our home, we cut the chain from her neck, replaced it with a soft collar and named her Lily. At the age of seven years and one month, Lily had been set free.
Lily was one of several of your dogs that was missing her lower jaw. I wonder how you might explain why so many of your dogs were suffering from this condition. I wonder if you were ever concerned about their pain or perhaps about how they were able to eat enough to stay alive. I wonder how many died in your care from the results of this condition. I wonder if you even noticed. I'm very certain you did notice one thing beyond the rotting faces, though – their ability to produce puppies. That's what your business is all about – producing puppies at any expense.
Lily became an absolute treasure in our home. Despite her many health issues and her extreme fear, in time, with lots of love and care, she found her courage, and when she did, no one was immune to her love. Men, women and children brought to tears to hear her story and to have the untold pleasure of meeting her. Lily's life was no longer about what she could do for you but instead, how we could make it up to her in a warm and loving home.
It was agonizing for our family to watch her suffer through four surgeries to remove mammary tumors, to attempt to repair her decaying face and to spay her – removing the papery black, pus-filled organ that was once her uterus. How selfish of you never to see her pain, just the dollars.
Directly because of your gross neglect, every meal Lily ate was a struggle. We tried so many foods and so many different ways to make it easier for her to eat. But in the end, she had to do it her way, the way she learned at your place, the way she kept herself alive for you – picking kibbles out of her bowl, a few at a time with her feet, spreading them around the floor, then rubbing the "good" side of her face along the floor to catch a kibble on her tongue, then extending her neck upwards and swallowing it whole. Think about that, Martha. How would you like to eat just one meal that way?
Do you remember sitting in my car when the auction was over? The guys were gathering up the dogs that I had "won." You said to me, "I just love my Italian Greyhounds." Oh, the thoughts that went through my mind when those words came out of your mouth. You don't love any dogs, Martha. What you did was spend more than forty years of your God-given life using dogs for your personal gain. No regard to their physical or mental well-being, just cashing in on their ability to reproduce. Think about the thousands of dogs that passed through your hands – you robbed every single one of them of the simple joys they so deserve. A good meal, a warm and comfortable place to sleep, medical attention, and most of all, a human companion to make their lives whole.
Lily learned so much in our home – about being a family member, being a dog, being worthy. I will always be bothered that she never learned how to run or really how to play. But she learned how to love and be loved, and for that, there are no words. She changed our lives forever.
Lily died on May 13, 2008 at the age of eight – about half the life expectancy for an Italian Greyhound. Martha, she died as a direct result of the neglect she suffered for seven years in your care. How many others have suffered the same fate?
This industry has been hidden far too long. The word is out, the days are numbered. People like you will soon venture out into fields of honest work and leave the care of God's creatures to those of us who truly love them.
Theresa Strader
Web site: http://www.milldogrescue.org/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/NationalMillDogRescue
Blog: http://nationalmilldogrescue.blogspot.com
Source: http://www.milldogrescue.org/Theresas_Letter.html
Copyright © 2012, National Mill Dog Rescue
Having a pet not only fills your heart with unconditional love, but there are other mental and physical benefits to being a pet owner. A longer life, less anxiety and stress are just a few of the benefits of saving a pet. Even therapists have prescribed a pet as a way of dealing with depression.
More than 4.3 million animals enter into shelters each year. Check out the infographic below to learn more about how saving a pet might just save YOUR life.
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Source: http://www.carltonhobbs.net/animal-rescue-infographic/
© 2012 Carlton Hobbs Network Weblog
Here's a sweet video that I thought I'd pass on... –Kim
Kittens for Lunch
Source: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BrOtf8X7P1g
I Don't Have Time for "It" Anymore...
I'm getting new furniture...
We're having a baby...
We're moving...
I'm getting new carpet...
I don't have time for "it" anymore...
Bought "it" for my kids...
"It" wasn't what I expected...
Trading "it" in for a puppy...
"It" won't listen to me...
"It" wants too much attention...
I hate picking up after "it"...
Have to get rid of "it"...
"It" has to be gone today..."It" once had a name...
"It" had a home...
Animals are forever, not for "now"...—Tia
Source: https://pinterest.com/pin/183803228511838122/
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Source: http://www.icanhascheezburger.comPeanut Butter Valentine Doggie Biscuits
3 tbsp. peanut butter
1/2 cup flax oil
2 eggs
1 1/2 cups water
2 cups flour
1/2 cup oats
1/2 cup cornmeal
Preheat oven to 400 degrees F.
Beat together peanut butter and eggs, then beat in oil and water.
Thoroughly mix flour, oats and cornmeal separately. Add the flour mixture to the peanut butter mixture and blend well to form a dough.
Roll out the dough to approx. 1/4 inch thickness and cut into heart shapes, or just slice them into heart shapes for your doggie valentine.
Place on lightly greased cookie sheet, leaving about 1/2 inch between biscuits. Bake for 20 minutes until browned.
P.S. If you'd rather not bake, you can always buy something. My supplements are seen by many pets as a treat, and are helping in many common diseases.
Best Wishes and Happy Baking!
Dr. Andrew Jones
Source: http://www.theonlinevet.com/
Copyright 2012 Four Paws Online Ltd.
Dr. Andrew Jones, DVM has been a practicing Veterinarian for almost 20 years. He is a strong advocate of Natural Pet Health Care, and knows that the most important way to heal our pets and prevent disease is through proper nutrition. He developed Ultimate Canine to give our dogs that extra advantage – something that will provide them with everything they need to develop stronger immune systems to fight disease, heal sore or stiff joints, and help them live longer, happier lives. Dr. Andrew Jones' main focus is on alternative, non-traditional remedies for pets. His interest in alternative pet medicine culminated in the writing of his book, Veterinary Secrets Revealed.I came across this on the Web this week:
"Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened."
If I Didn't Have a Dog...
I could walk around the yard barefoot in safety.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture and cars would be free of hair.
When the doorbell rings, it wouldn't sound like a kennel.
When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through fuzzy bodies who beat me there.
I could sit on the couch and my bed the way I wanted, without taking into consideration how much space several fur bodies would need to get comfortable.
I would have money and no guilt to go on a real vacation.
I would not be on a first-name basis with numerous veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grand kids through college.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: out, sit, down, come, no, stay, and leave him/her/it ALONE.
My house would not look like a day care center, with toys everywhere.
I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as outside.
I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE dog/cat ties them down too much.
I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading 'mud' season.
I would not have to answer the question: 'Why do you have so many animals?' from people who will never have the joy in their lives of knowing they are loved unconditionally by someone as close to an angel as they will ever get.
How EMPTY my life would be!!!
Source: http://karendecoster.com/until-one-has-loved-an-animal-part-of-their-soul-remains-unawakened.html