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Re: A very old stray {The Old Fella Story}
The sheriff may not be the right place to call. Does your area have a dedicated police force? In all the cities where I've lived in GA, the police investigate crimes and the sheriffs deal with the criminals. I know in some rural areas the county sheriff does both. If you have a police department, they are the ones to call with complains of illegal activity. They are the ones who should get the call. Whoever is supposed to check on these things, you may want to call back and remind the law enforcement that while you did not witness the violence, you know the animals are injured and failing to provide medical care for an animal is a crime (assuming it is where you live!) and the pet owners should be investigated. Does your town even have regulations covering the situations like this, where an animal needs help but the vets are closed? Do they have a plan of action for when the vets are open? If not, this seems like a perfect catalyst to get some! What do responsible pet owners do if they need emergency vet care on a weekend? Heck, I just came from the emergency vet clinic where my son had to put his new little hamster to sleep. I realize not everyone would take a rodent to the vet, but I think a dog dragging it's back legs is a no-brainer!384Views0likes0CommentsRe: A very old stray {The Old Fella Story}
Maybe a squirrel fell out of the tree recently and she saw it but couldn't catch it, and is now patiently waiting for another one? When Boomer was a puppy, we went for a walk in the nearby park. Someone had used the pavilion for a party and thrown a pizza box into the trash, dropping a bunch of pizza crusts on the ground as they tried to fit the box into the trash can. Boomer grabbed a pizza crust and was the happiest dog in town until I wrestled it from her little puppy jaws. Even now, 4 years later, when we go to the park, she will make a bee line right for that trash can and checks it all over for wayward pizza crusts. There has never been another one in the 4 years since she met that first one, but she has to check *every time we go!*497Views0likes0CommentsRe: A very old stray {The Old Fella Story}
The dog I had in college had a femoral head osteotomy when he was a relative youngster, due to severe hip dysplasia. He was in such pain that he would go outside to run around and would literally run and wimper at the same time! He was already a good 50 pounds when he had the surgery and the vet hoped that he'd recover quickly since he was so young. Instead, he gimped around on 3 legs for nearly a year! I think he was enjoying the attention! Eventually, we did get him to walk on 4 legs, it just took some creative 'therapy' and time. It was nice to see him pain free though, even hopping around funny!354Views0likes0CommentsRe: A very old stray {The Old Fella Story}
What about contacting the SPCA groups that are nearby, or even not nearby. Call Atlanta, Cobb county, places where the is more money and more people looking for adoptable pets. If they understand that there is no rescue options available, maybe they will come out and make a big to do about the rescue. If they can get some publicity, maybe they can drum up some extra enthusiasm for adoptions.375Views0likes0CommentsRe: A very old stray {The Old Fella Story}
Dixie, can the lawyer for the AFBCAR look into the laws about animal abandonment? Perhaps there is a way to do like the SPCA's do on tv, leave several notices to show the animal was not cared for, get permission to take the animals for their own safety, then petition for custody at a hearing a few days or weeks later. I hope you can do something for the dogs and the colony of cats! The dogs clearly are ready for some time by the hearth, but the cats might be better off in a spay and release situation if they are feral and not adoptable.294Views0likes0CommentsRe: A very old stray {The Old Fella Story}
Wow, that's a heck of a waist Peaches has now! What a blessing for her and her long term health! Dixie, if you think Suzie's car sickness is anxiety, it should be easy enough to treat in time with a lot of exposure to cars and treats, and cars and short field trips to fun places. Obviously, she's made the mental connection that one specific vehicle equals fun trips and has learned not to be afraid of the beige truck, perhaps a lot of getting in other people's cars and having a treat, or trips to the park and back should help her have more good experiences with cars than the bad ones. Maybe in a few months, she won't be puking at all! Getting in a car will be just one more thing on her list of fun things to do in a day!215Views0likes0CommentsRe: A very old stray {The Old Fella Story}
What's probably more ridiculous is that the web designer was trying to be dog friendly! There's an image of a dog pointing at a duck in the top left corner and the spiffy dog on the chain is a classic hunting breed, with the hallmark orange collar, clearly ready to run off and get to work. That IS the ideal dog in the rural south! Live in a kennel outside, ride in a box in the back of a truck to and from 'work.' A treasured family favorite may cost hundreds or thousands of dollars, yet never set foot in the house! Welcome to the south!247Views0likes0CommentsRe: A very old stray {The Old Fella Story}
LOL! I am laughing WITH you I swear! I am reminded of the time my grandmother was asked to bake some cupcakes for my elementary school bake sale. Being the avid baker that she was, and quite the fan of my fantastic little school, she spent an entire day, mixing, and baking 4 dozen cupcakes, then making vats of home made butter cream frosting, frosting each cupcake and adding some rainbow sprinkles for added happiness. When they were all complete, we arranged them on cooling racks on the dining room table so they could cool completely and the frosting could harden a little, allowing for some plastic wrap for the trip to the school the next morning. It was the only flat surface that could hold that many cupcakes! Our dogs were not allowed in the dining room and for the most part, did not enter the room, ever, but for added measure, we left a chair blocking the doorway. The dogs would never touch the cupcakes if a chair was in the way! The next morning I got up, got dressed and raced down to breakfast, eager to get to the school fair with my bounty of baked goodness. I went to the dining room to gather up the cupcakes but the table was bare. I looked around for plate or plastic wrap or a box or bag or something that would suggest that Nana had already wrapped the cupcakes to go but found nothing. Maybe they were already in the car? There was no mess, no half eaten cupcakes or trail of crumbs to suggest the dog ate them. Plus, what dog would eat 48 cupcakes? I looked over the table at Vicky, my sister's mastiff. She lowered her head to the ground. "MOM! NANA! Where are the cupcakes?" "On the dining room table!" I looked at Vicky again, she was walking away! I followed her and inspected her muzzle, and there, tucked into a jowly fold was *one* single pink sprinkle! Not nly had she eaten 48 cupcakes, she ate all the paper, all the crumbs and all but one solitary pink sprinkle! I had to go to the school fair not only empty handed, but had to face the bake sale lady with the excuse "The dog ate my 4 dozen cupcakes!!" I'm still not sure she believed me!147Views0likes0Comments
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