I want to talk about long-term residents for a moment. Specifically, cats.
I was talking the other day with our senior Animal Care Technician who is also our animal behaviorist, and she thought it might be a good idea to mention the possibility of separation anxiety in dogs.
One of the ladies that used to work at the shelter will send me cute emails every once in a while that put a smile on my face. Usually animal-related.
We are rather quickly approaching the time of year when we are going to start seeing a whole lot of kittens. Warm weather typically means the adult cats are out having a good time and will inevitably bring us the consequences of those good times.
When he’s placed into the kennel and the cage door shuts behind him, he barely blinks. He’s got a blanket, he’s warm, food shows up shortly thereafter, so he can’t really complain.
I’m telling you, the older I get, I think the worse my cabin fever is getting. These winter months really get to me. The gray and blah days and the chilly nights. Yuck.
Last week, in observance of Martin Luther King Jr. Day, we had the Day of Service in our area and had volunteers come out to help us at the shelter, as well as at the thrift store.
OK, it’s late at night and we’re all back here because this is where the humans go to type stuff up, and we’re thinking this is the best way to get something into the paper where folks can see it.
Over the holiday season, I got the chance to meet my 8-month-old niece for the first time, ever! She is the first grandchild in the family and it was such a joy to be introduced to our newest member.
Our Christmas Open House is one of my favorite events we do in the year because it’s when the staff gets to come face-to-face with why we work so hard every year.
Just a few minutes ago, I heard our office manager next door cooing like a crazy person. I believe the direct quote was, “Look at those adorable poochies.”
We have so many people to be thankful for at the Cumberland Valley Animal Shelter. The holidays are the perfect time of year for gratitude, and I worry that sometimes a thank you isn’t always enough.
I used to be really interested in understanding things. When I was in high school, I worked to understand the algebra problems so I’d end up with the right answer. Didn’t always conclude the way I would have liked, but I still wanted to understand so I could get a good grade.
It’s Dog Walk time! Can you believe it’s been 19 years? This year is our 19th annual Dog Walk and Contests, and I seriously do not know where the time has gone.
Thunderstorms are the worst. The big ones are super scary. I try to fit all of me inside my house, but I’m not tiny and the rain always gets in. Living outside can be hard.
She’s worked at her job for almost 18 years. Some days, it’s great. She’s happy. She laughs. Feels she made the right decision all those years ago. She’s making a difference. Getting people to think. Maybe she has just a little something to do with saving lives.
Every once in a while, it doesn’t pay to listen to conversations going on outside my office door. I heard a very detailed discussion the other day about various colors and fluids, and poked my head out of the door to see what was going on.
A few years ago, I got a DVR on my cable box so I could record the shows I might miss when I’m not home. (Yes, I’m a TV junkie. Why do you ask?)
As part of my job at CVAS, I talk to students and Scout troops about the shelter to give them an idea of what it’s like to work here and what we do for the animals.