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  • Be My Mama

    I was in Louisiana. I had just lost my beloved cat of 19 years and was in mourning. I had a large, large yard... about the size of a football field with a 4-foot chain link fence. For 5 months I was feeding 3 feral cats, one mother cat and her two babies. I had been trying unsuccessfully to capture them to take them to vets and a no-kill facility to be adopted.

    One lovely summer afternoon, I was sitting in a chair in my yard reading when one of the little ones, a tiny little thing, began to climb the fence! I was stunned. I watched as she struggled to get over the huge fence, falling down several times until she reached the top and fell over on my side of the fence.

  • Autism Causes Puppy Love

    Beijing, the Chinese Crested My son, Matt, is “gloriously” autistic. Like many autistic people, he has "serial obsessions". When Matt was about 15, out of nowhere he developed an intense fixation on hairless dogs. We had never had a dog. I had nursed an active distaste for dogs all my life.

    My husband and I are both cat people. We did NOT want a dog, especially a hairless one.

  • Little Munchkin's Journey

    Dog stories On a warm sunny afternoon in June 1999, my new family inched their way westward on the Long Island Expressway toward LaGuardia airport in Queens NY. Little did they know that we would soon meet their new relative that would forever change their lives. My plane from Tennessee taxied to the gate and I vividly remember how the little nine year old boy’s face lit up the moment he saw me and I felt the same about him. We were instantly best friends. They named me Munchkin. I was a tiny four-week-old black, white and yellow Havanese puppy (they soon discovered the yellow was ‘number 1’, from my trip, and they washed it off).

  • Night of the Missing Iguana

    Jamison - Pet Stories Loving lizards is an acquired taste. As a child I was always fascinated with the little creatures. Besides crawling outside the screened-in porch of my Florida home with their flicking and bobbing heads, I witnessed spotted geckos sticking to windows and walls with their suction-cupped fingers. Strangely, they grunted in a low pitched tone on humid nights.

    Growing up, I couldn't learn enough about lizards. To me they were small dinosaurs deserving of respect. Being a female, my interest in lizards often surprised people.

  • Good-bye My Faithful Friend...

    It is with a very sad and heavy heart that I find myself having to type this letter. On November 18th, 2008, I lost my beloved dog and friend, Keesha Baby. I can say that I was so lucky to have been blessed to have her for so many years. She lived to be 17 and she was my companion for 15 of those years.

    Keesha lived her life to the very end with love, energy and never once did she seem to complain. She was the happiest, most laid-back dog I have ever owned.

    It's weird because that morning everything was fine.

  • Self-Preservation Instinct?!

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    I truly believe my Thor is not quite "working with a full deck" and I have to wonder if he has ANY survival instincts at all!

    Incident #1:

       While viewing the breathtaking scenery at Point Waronsoff - David and Thor were standing on the edge of a cliff overlooking the ocean. Thor looks down at the sheer drop-off and decides to jump off! (thank DoG he was wearing a harness). Poor David is left standing there looking incredulously at Thor who is now dangling off the cliff wagging his tail and giving a small woof of triumph!

  • Scooter, the Two-Legged Dog

    I wanted to share with you the story of my precious little dog "Scooter". He was born with his two front legs missing. One day I received a phone call from my aunt who raises hairless chihuahuas. She informed me that one of her dogs had three pups and that two of them were missing their front legs. After a few hours, one of the pups passed on but the other seemed to be doing okay. She figured no one would want the little guy.

    I told her that we would take him. I have a child with special needs and figured it would be good for her to have a "special" dog like her. I took the pup, hoping I could give him a somewhat normal life. We had no idea what was in store for us.

  • My First Encounter with an Argentine Con Artist

    Today, glorious Friday. I only had a few pesos on me so Julieta (a girl I work with) and I decided to go get a sandwich. As we turn the corner something organish-brown catches my eye. To my horror, a dog is lying on the street - on his side with all four legs outstretched - next to the curb.

    "Oh my God Julieta look at that dog!?! Is it dead?!?!"

    "It must be sick or dead, a healthy dog doesn't lie in the street like that."

    I stand aghast watching people literally walk over the sick dog that blocks their path. I rush to it - I have to get it out of the street, I have to save this helpless animal. Julieta and I call to the dog - veni perro, veni! I whistle, squeal, make every and any annoying sound I can think of but the dog doesn't move.

  • Canadian Animal Heroes Honoured for Life-Saving Deeds

    Toronto, ON (May 4, 2009) - Fiercely determined, courageous and tenacious. These are a few of the characteristics describing the four amazing animals Nemo, Ace, Sophie and Jarod inducted into the 41st annual Purina Animal Hall of Fame this morning in Toronto. Honoured in a formal ceremony at PawsWay Pet Discovery Centre, the permanent home of the Purina Animal Hall of Fame, each of these animal heroes demonstrate how the unique bond between animals and people can ultimately save a human life.

  • The Chinchilla and the White Wolf

    I was about five when I first saw it. My mother, my sisters and I were driving in my mother's mini van to Idaho Falls. It was either December or January, snow was on the ground but the roads had been plowed and sanded. Somewhere between Boise and Twin Falls, I saw a big white wolf standing next to the road. The wolf stared right at me, it's eyes were golden. It looked at me like it just knew. My mother never saw the black ice and the minivan lost control, crossed the median and hit a pickup truck head on. None of us were harmed and other than some small pieces of glass in my sister and my mother's hair, there wasn't a scratch on us.

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