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I received this urgent message:



Another one needs a home. Please help get the word out. I don't know what happens after the Feb 19 date noted below. Thank you.

Meet Andy

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He is 3 years old, Part Australian Shepherd and part Husky.

He has had his puppy shots and was kept up to date but is due his yearly shots now and he has been neutered.

Andy is friendly and active, likes the outdoors, has been raised around many cats (outdoor cats), and of course he loves children.

He has been an indoor dog before and does well with being potty trained.

His current owner is downsizing to an apartment and sadly she can’t take him with her.

Free to a good home only! Needs to be placed by 2-19-2010

Contact Elyse Ferguson: uferguso@wfubmc.edu
 
 
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fostermum
18 November 2009 @ 12:19 pm
The News & Record in Greensboro has been providing follow-up to a cruelty case that sent shockwaves throughout the city and across the Internet as the case of Sally, a puppy found burned and beaten in August, has been investigated.

Sally suffered burns over 60 percent of her body. Her jaw and teeth were broken. Given her condition at the time she was found, it was estimated that she'd been struggling to survive alone for up to two weeks.

The most recent article about this case, found here, made me cringe almost as much as the original story about Sally's condition. In the article, the abuse suspect's mother claims he tortured this puppy because he feared the dog would harm his newborn son.

Keep in mind the injuries to this dog: burns covering SIXTY PERCENT of the body, and blunt force trauma violent enough to break teeth and bone.

The suspect's mother claims that he reacted to the puppy jumping or possibly lunging onto the couch with the baby. That type of behavior warrants a sharp "NO!", grabbing of the collar, and pulling the dog away. Get the dog away from the kid until you calm down, then teach the dog not to jump on or at the kid.

The suspect has allegedly said that he "lost it" when the pup got too close to the dog. "Lost it" translates to beating the dog, then taking that dog and a flammable liquid to another location (I'm guessing this monster did not set the dog on fire in his own home), wetting the dog down with the accelerant, and lighting the fire. Probably while continuing to beat or kick the dog.

This is not an "Oh, man, I lost it" reaction. I don't buy that this was a father reacting to a threat against his child. Those kinds of injuries bespeak viciousness, blind rage, and a desire to make something suffer. The suspect's mother claims he has been dealing with mental health issues, among other things. I'd want to see medical evidence of mental health problems before I accepted those claims as a factor in this case. Show me a diagnosis made by a medical professional. Show me evidence that he was at one time - any time - on medication. Show me something real.

Sally is recovering well and will soon be adopted, according to the paper. Despite the heinousness of this man's crimes, I suspect he'll will not receive the possible four years he faces for what he did to this dog.

I fear for this man's son. Two years from now, will we read an article about how this man beat and burned his toddler for breaking his cell phone or knocking over a lamp? Will his excuse again be, "I'm sorry. I lost it"?
 
 
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fostermum
I'm posting this on my blogs across the board.

Sometimes I really hate the world. Well, not the whole world. Just certain people/entities. Today it's the Marriott Corporation.


Three years ago, a woman was raped at gunpoint, in the presence of her two small children (ages 3 and 5), in a Marriott-owned parking garage. Marriott has decided that *she* was negligent in this matter. See USAToday story.


The Stamford Advocate has a lengthier article, describing how the woman gave the guy her wallet, told him to go, and he proceeded to assault her while threatening to assault one her children.


Another article on the case.


Here's a letter I'll be mailing to Marriott Corporate today:


Corporate Headquarters
Marriott International
10400 Fernwood Road
Bethesda, Md. 20817


To Whom It May Concern:


Enclosed please find a Marriott pen I received as a free promotional item at an event I recently attended.


Upon reading that Marriott has decided to level allegations of negligence against a woman who was raped at gunpoint, in the presence of her two small children, in a Marriott-owned parking garage, I found myself so disgusted with your corporation that I don’t even want your freebies.


Because I felt it would be negligent on my part to fail to alert people with whom I communicate on a regular basis, I’ve made a point of posting links to the articles regarding your treatment of rape victims to every social networking site to which I hold membership.



 
 
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fostermum
01 July 2009 @ 11:32 pm
In addition to promoting and working with area animal rescues, I also volunteer my time for a great cause: Veterans of Foreign Wars. Our local group, VFW 7999, has become like a second family to me. I've built them a blog, where I'll keep up with the efforts to raise money and build a memorial in the Summerfield Community Park. Here's the new blog.
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fostermum
21 May 2009 @ 11:34 pm
Almost a year ago now, I welcomed Bertie Wooster and his three siblings into the household. Of the litter, I never dreamed Bertie would be the one we'd end up keeping. The little guy - now not so little - suckered us right in. As soon as he was adventurous enough to start climbing things, he claimed the bathroom sink as a Cool Place to Play. This photo is from July 2008:



He still hangs out there. Only now it's harder for him to pretend like you can't see him there. This photo is from earlier this month:


I expect to have new fosters any time now.

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fostermum
07 February 2009 @ 12:19 am
Chris Hedrick, founder and CEO of Pug Rescue of North Carolina, Inc., was named by Pedigree dog foods as their Breed Rescue Hero of the year. I had the honor of writing an article about this for my newspaper. Read it here.

I'm so excited for her!



 
 
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fostermum
02 February 2009 @ 11:08 pm
It's been far too long since I've updated this blog. The main reason is that I haven't had any fosters in a few months. The Candygram kittens left me in December. Then the holidays hit - argh! Always far more stressful than they should be. Just before the holidays, my bunny, Lily, passed away very unexpectedly. Then right after Xmas, Lulu the dog burst a blood vessel in her ear and required surgery. This resulted in her ear being strapped to the back of her head for a week while she lived 24/7 with an Elizabethan collar. The collar stayed on for a week after the bandages came off. We were all verrrrry happy when her stitches came out and the collar was retired. A week to the day later, the eldest cat, Keno, was taken to the vet for weight loss, and subsequently found to have bad teeth as well as renal failure. So we're nursing him along. He does not love the treatment for this (I have to give him subcutaneous IV fluids every other day).

Bertie Wooster is a whopper now, weighing in at 10 pounds. However, he's not as big as his brother, Winchester, whose forever mom recently sent the following photos. Winchester weighs 12 pounds, and clearly loves doing the Contortionist Kitty routine as much as Bertie does.

Mrs. Dash weighs in at a solid nine pounds, and is even more gorgeous now than when she was an itty fluffball:


I'm making a concentrated effort to keep my blogs from languishing (as this one has). My goal is to update at least weekly. Hopefully, as we get more fosters in and then adopted out, I'll have more happy forever home photos like the ones above.





 
 
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fostermum
20 December 2008 @ 03:03 pm
You know how you get those e-mails asking you to send a card to a dying kid, and it turns out to be some weird hoax? Well, this one, by all appearances is not. There's a little 4-year-old named Hannah Garman who is dying from a rare brain tumor. She lost her mom to cancer not long ago. Here is a link to a message from her cousin, and a link to her CaringBridge page.  And here's the Snope's page, confirming that this sad story is real.

Hannah wants cards. Lots of them. So let's send them. Her address is:

Hannah Garman
704 Orchard Rd
Lititz, PA  17543


Please feel free to pass this story on to everyone you think would be interested in sending a card to this little girl.


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fostermum
22 November 2008 @ 12:06 pm
Here's a quick photo of what I'm calling the Candygram litter. Linda the cat lady was in a candy mood when she named these guys. That's BonBon on the left, Caramel in the center, and Big Shug on the right. Their first night was uneventful. I let them out to play in the office this morning while I took care of litter box duties and strung a couple of toys in their kennel. They immediately raced back into the kennel, and have spent the past 20 minutes doing Tarzan impersonations playing with the cloth ribbon I strung in the kennel.
 
 
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fostermum
21 November 2008 @ 06:20 pm
Big Shug, Caramel and BonBon have just joined the household, and are getting settled in their new kennel. They're about 9 weeks old. I'll keep them in quarantine for a week or so while I continue treating a minor fungal thing they picked up at the shelter from which they were rescued. Given that they're so new to the household - and the dogs - I'm not going to stress them out by trying to take photos tonight. I'll just describe them, and post pix later.

BonBon is a dainty little gray torti who might weigh all of 1 1/4 pounds. She immediately decided that the catnip-impregnated pink fuzzy mouse toy was to her liking.

Big Shug is buff/pale yellow tabby and white, and weighs just over 2 pounds. He's the largest of the litter, and the most adventurous. He traded sniffs with Lulu the dog and didn't explode. Much. A little hissy, but nothing serious.

Caramel is another yellow tabby and white male, also around 2 pounds. His yellow is bolder, and he has a tabby mask on his face. Even though this is a new place with new smells and sounds, he has already - after just under an hour - earned himself the nickname Mister Purrman.

As I mentioned, they're in quarantine for the time being - meaning that they don't have full run of the house. The big two-story kennel is set up here in my office, next to the bunny cage. She has not yet expressed an opinion on the new arrivals, other than to give me a rather critical look like she was thinking, 'More of these? We need more of these?'

 
 
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