Last year, we had a pup come into the shelter named Gussie.
I don’t want to get too metaphysical with this one, but I have to ask: when you get messages on two separate occasions from two separate sources, do you tend to take notice?
I was talking the other day with a friend who adopted a cat from us two years ago. She said how wonderful her four-legged friend has been for their family, and she was surprised how long the cat had been at the animal shelter before they adopted her.
When I was first let inside the house, I thought I’d hit the big time. The people that had been feeding me smiled, opened the door and I walked inside. I slept in a bed for the first time in my life.
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.