Posts Tagged ‘pets’

4-H : a year with rabbits

Thursday, May 24th, 2012 by by

With three out of four kids now owning rabbits, this was a big year for us in 4-H. Alexei and Ibis attended two 4-H rabbit shows, and we had two litters of babies, the first unsuccessful and the second a big old fluffy pile of cuteness. Of all the 4-H animal projects, this one is probably the easiest and most popular, especially with the younger kids!

For the first time last November, our county decided to host a district rabbit and poultry show, meaning it was open to 4-H kids in all 6 counties in our area instead of just our county. A 4-H show is really great because it includes more than just handing over your rabbits to a judge to decide who has the best conformation. Since it’s all about kids and learning, the rabbits themselves are judged one by one against a standard that takes into account the rabbit’s care and condition, and then the best rabbits go on to further rabbit-to-rabbit competition. The kids can also enter showmanship, where they individually go up in front of the judge and demonstrate knowledge of handling and scoring a show rabbit. Finally, they can take the skill-a-thon, which is a written test of rabbit parts, breeds, nutrition, and general knowledge. Lots of learning going on! (more…)


Cat Food

Thursday, May 24th, 2012 by by

I realize it’s been a while.  And as you can tell by the title, this does not seem adoption related, but with one line at the end, I will bring it all together… watch.  ;)

I just spent 45 minutes at PetSmart.  First, I realized the company that made my cat’s food changed the formulas yet again.  Murphy has a very sensitive stomach, and he’s the only reason I keep buying this brand.  Since they’ve done this several times, I had to switch.  I bought one small bag of their food (I think) and went in search of a food to switch them to.

First,  I started looking for a brand that I was familiar with, and on the way I saw new stuff – grain-free cat food!  Eating grain-free reduces inflammation and can reduce several diseases that people in America suffer from; maybe cats were next.  I survived one diet change, I could do it again.  In January, my cats went on a diet.  I didn’t think it was possible to do it.  I thought I would die listening to their “meow”s for more food all day.  But after just 2 months of feeding them a set amount at the same time of day, they both lost weight.  In addition to losing weight, Tabitha became a different cat!  She used to be standoffish and very anti-social.  In the last two months, she’s become very loving and wants to cuddle.

I started to wonder if my cats were inflamed from eating grain.  Was that pound that Tabitha lost just enough to take stress off of her little  joints and make her a happy cat?  Well, what if I start feeding them grain-free?  Maybe they’ll both come out of their shells and be wonder cats!  I work with nutrition expert, Dr. Dawn Cadwallader. I’ve seen her change diets in children to gluten-free, and they become different kids within a week.  It’s amazing!  Maybe I need to do the same thing with my cats.  I grabbed my phone out to text her.  Dr. Dawn has been there for me for a lot of stuff.  I know I could call her in the middle of the night and she’d answer.  But something told me that texting her a question about cat food on a Friday afternoon while she was at a seminar in Dallas was not the best idea ever.  I put my phone away. (more…)

Adding to the Family

Wednesday, February 1st, 2012 by by

This weekend, we made the decision to add to our family. Two children just aren’t enough for us, so after much thought and me being very patient (as I was ready weeks ago), we chose to adopt. She’s a beautiful 10 month old girl, and we are all in love with her. She’s very sweet and gentle, but she has a little separation anxiety. I think as she gets used to our house and our routines, that will ease up. I really think that she’s the perfect fit with our family and will be a great little companion for all of us, particularly the boys.

Meet Sabre :)

I know growing up, having a dog was so perfect for me. I loved having a dog to play with, take for walks, sit with, and just to have close by. For me, I wanted the boys to have this as well. After Buffy was hit in September, it was obvious that something was missing from our family. Even though she wasn’t playful with the boys and kept to herself, it just wasn’t the same. I have missed her terribly, and I know the boys have as well. (more…)

CTWW – Woof Woof

Wednesday, October 26th, 2011 by by

Change The World Wednesday is hosted by Reduce Footprints, an awesome blog that I came across through the Green Blog Hop and jumped right into the challenge. I plan to participate every week and hope to inspire and spread the word so that others can participate as well. If you participate, just leave a comment on the current challenge and you will get featured on the following weeks challenge. You can learn all about it HERE!

We completed last weeks challenge, all of our lights are CFL’s! We called our electric company about the power surges, and they said they can’t do anything about it. It just depends on the usage in our area. They said they occasionally run tests but don’t know what we could do about our lights burning out. I asked to talk to a supervisor, because I think that wasn’t a good enough answer…. I got put on hold and then heard a dial tone. I’m going to have hubs call to see what they tell him.

This Week’s Challenge:

This week’s challenge comes from Jennifer. I think it’s going to be a fun challenge! Here you go:

This week, find one way to lower the environmental impact of your pet.
OR …
If you don’t have a pet, suggest ways that we can protect wild animals.

I have never really thought about how we can go “green” with our pup. But after doing some research, here are some things I found and some may consider. (more…)



Thursday, May 26th, 2011 by by

We found one of the blue jay’s babies on the ground under the nest. She was breathing, but barely. I wrapped her in a napkin and set her in an old Christmas card box, and Jeff drove to the emergency vet that’s open on Sunday. They told him that they only treat dogs and cats and gave him some other numbers and addresses to try. As Jeff drove around making calls, he watched the little bird in the box. Her eyes were closed. Soon, he could tell she had stopped breathing. He drove her back home.

We still hadn’t scattered Pearl’s ashes, and I had been keeping Stella’s ashes in a little silver box for the last ten years, never really ready to deal with whatever comes next. Finally, something about the little jay’s passing made this the right time. At Bob’s request, we would be having a memorial service for the baby bird. We let him know that, at the same time, we would be scattering some “special memory dirt” to remember the other pets.

We picked a spot under the yellow rose bush on the side of the house for the burial, and Jeff dug a hole. He said the Kaddish, the Jewish prayer of mourning. He lit the Rainbow Bridge candle the vet gave us when Pearl died. Bob and I decorated the tiny grave. “I know that the little bird never got to fly on earth, but I hope she’ll fly now. I miss Stella and Pearl everyday,” I said.

“Bob? Do you want to say anything?” Jeff said.

“Yeah. That candle smells like gummy fruit snacks.”

“Amen, everyone.”

The Deadline

Sunday, May 1st, 2011 by by

Once upon a time, we were a family that owned the WORST DOG EVER. After the trauma we suffered at the four paws of our nemesis, we vowed that it would be a loooong time before we opened our doors to another one of God’s creatures – winged, furred, finned, or otherwise.

“When can we get another dog??” the kids would inquire.

“When Larissa is two,” we replied.

Back then, 2 years seemed aeons away, so “When Larissa is two” became our magic bullet for all questions with foggy time-lines, including, “When can we go back to Florida?” and “Ugh, when am I going to lose all this baby weight?”  I’m telling you folks, 730 days is a surprisingly short period of time.

Of course, my children, whose memories are incredibly sieve-like when it comes to remembering homework or the location of their shoes, are incredibly Rainman-ian in their ability to recall promises made in entirely different calendar years.  The smoke of Larissa’s birthday candles had barely dissipated when the kids confronted us with our ancient vow.  (more…)

The Post Where I Vent About The Dog

Tuesday, January 25th, 2011 by by

Could also be title Why Not to Get a Dog When You Are Pregnant with Other Small Children or Why Not to Get a Dog if You Are Not A Dog Person and Like a Clean Fresh House.

Warning:  I’m hormonal and sick.  Also irritated.  I’m using my blog to vent.  And I’m not editing.  I apologize.  I may read this tomorrow and cringe.  But, I live for the moment, so here I go.

Once there was a girl who had a major lapse in judgment.  One that wouldn’t go away any time soon.  One that made the things around her smell unpleasant and added to the chaos of her already crazy life in so many unforeseen ways.  She agreed to get a puppy.    A pooping.   peeing.   stinky.   chewing.   puppy.  A puppy that, of course, everyone else just loves.  These are the people who don’t have to clean up after the puppy and don’t seem to notice how terrible he smells.  The people that don’t already wipe two butts besides their own several times a day and clean up after two other small creatures constantly.  I take full responsibility for my lapse in judgment, but currently, I’m coming down off of a literal urge to throw the dog outside without his leash and shut the door.  Buh-bye chewface!

I know this sounds like a big case of “poor me.”  Dustin reminds me every time I rant about the dog how most people have dogs, bigger than ours, and small children all at the same time and love it.  Well, they must not smell the dogs.  Maybe they weren’t pregnant and nauseous/moving/nesting when they got the dog.  Maybe their kids were out of the stage where they sprinkle all of the toys around the house as expensive chew toys for said dog.  Maybe they aren’t concerned with the seemingly small things that add up over the course of a day and make me work way too hard to be a nice, calm mother to (more…)


I Love My Dogs And My Cat, BUT…..

Friday, October 15th, 2010 by by

I’m at my wits end with the damn fleas!!! I am seriously thinking about shaving all my animals and making them wear cute little sweaters until flea season is over. BAH! I work at a pet supply store, so I know how bad this season was. It was bad. Hell, it still is! We haven’t been able to keep the flea sprays, bathes and collars on the shelves. Every week we get an order in and within 4 days it’s all gone. Fleas suck. I am fed up with the bathing, the washing, the spraying the vacuuming and the combing. It’s tiresome. And anyone who knows me, knows I run a tight ship! My house is clean. It may be messy, but it is clean. So when I’m laying on the couch rubbing my dog’s belly and happen to notice 2 fleas on him, I kinda get pissed off.

It’s been a long day (been up since 6am), I am not staying up to bathe my dogs, and it wouldn’t matter since I can’t change my sheets since someone is sleeping on them already. So I ignore it. It will have to wait till tomorrow. I will get up, rip the sheets off (probably with lots of swearing involved), do my usual morning routine, get my boy off to school, go grocery shopping, pick my teenager’s dress up from the shop, grab her the shoes she just has to have, come home, get Lo situated with a movie or something, then I will kill every damn flea in this house. I will spray, I will wash, I will comb, I will vacuum and I will be swearing the entire time!!!! BECAUSE I HATE FLEAS!!!! ((sigh)) There. I feel a little better now. Bedtime. I need my rest, for the war begins tomorrow. I will prevail.

Violet, Less Blue

Friday, July 9th, 2010 by by

She was very thin when she got here and it wasn’t because of a lack of available food. She was sad and had been living alone in the old green craftsman for four months. She had company a few times a day but it was no substitute for her lady. She missed her lady.

She’s been with us for 10 days now. She has stopped hiding behind the washing machine. She lets us (more…)

Now We Are Six

Thursday, July 1st, 2010 by by

Dear Violet,
I am writing to you because you are behind the clothes washing machine and can not hear me very well because Mom told me that I need to use my quiet voice that I use for kitties and babies because you are scared a little bit. Hi Violet. My name is Robert Edward Rosenberg and I am also Bob. I am in your new family and this is your new house where you live. I think you are nice. Do you like Star Wars? I like Star Wars. We are from earth, you and me too.

You are living in our house because Miss Diana from three houses down in the green house, died because she was very sick and she had five kitties and we picked you and we love you because we heard you were the loneliest kitty (more…)