I have to tell you, I do not know what is going to happen with the CVAS fundraisers in 2021.
I stumbled across an article the other day that has resulted in my need for a crazy cat lady rant. You might want to strap in.
You know, I think Thanksgiving 2020 is going to need to be particularly special. With everything that’s happened this year, taking time to be grateful may be more important than ever.
There are moments throughout my days when I have to stop and marvel at how very much has changed in our world. Especially in terms of technology.
There are moments when I tell people that I hope I am reincarnated as a pet in their home. They chuckle, but little do they understand my seriousness.
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.