If you live in the Tallahassee area come find your new best friend! Purrs and wagging tails are also free.
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Peace, people!
Tag: dogs
A Cat Named Miriam
Miriam and I hung out together in the feline playroom at Tallahassee Animal Services this afternoon. She would definitely be a contender for the Miss Congeniality award at any pageant.
At six months of age, she’s still a kitten–playful and precocious, but with a sweet intelligence that is hard to resist. Her markings are gorgeous–very exotic.
Miriam is available for adoption and would make a terrific addition to any home.
I also played with Avocado, one of the great dogs available at TAS.
From the shelter website: “Avocado (aka “Avie”) is a purebred mutt, most notably showing characteristics of a boxer and black mouth cur (but smaller than both). She is about 2 years old and 45lbs. She came into the shelter as a stray (her owner was never found).
She has been in fostercare for about a month where she recovered from a severe case of noncontagious mange, a skin infection and an ear infection. Avocado has responded great to treatment and is now available for adoption!
She was virtually hairless and appears to be growing in reddish color with a black mask. Her hair is similar to a Lab’s.
Avocado is an active, social girl who enjoys playing with toys (she loves playing with them more than most!) and doggie friends.
She is housebroken, crate trained and alert barks when someone comes to the door. She does well with cats and doesn’t show interest in birds. Avocado travels well in the car and walks ok on leash.
She knows “sit,” “down” and “crate” most days but would definitely benefit from obedience classes. She enjoys going for walks and is respectful of fences (doesn’t jump over a 4 ft fence or try to dig under).
She has been around small kids and does fine with them. If you are looking for a medium sized dog that is active, smart and social but has a remarkable sense of humor, Avocado could be just the fit! Sweet and affectionate this girl is sure to delight any family! Avocado is spayed, vaccinated, dewormed, heartworm negative and microchipped.”
Come check out the wonderful companions available for adoption at Tallahassee Animal Services, and remember,
Peace, people!
Please, Please Adopt, Don’t Shop
In my experience there are few creatures more deserving of our love than those who have been surrendered to an animal shelter by their owners. I can only imagine what this beautiful cat, Stella, is feeling on her first night alone at Tallahassee Animal Services, having been brought in just this afternoon by her humans.
She’s scared, nervous, and confused. I tried to coax her into letting me love on her, but she seemed to say, “They’ll be back for me. I know they’ll be back.” I’m not ashamed to say I cried.
Then there was this big, goofy guy, Anthony. Look at those exquisite markings! Anthony and his sibling Mark came into the shelter as strays on the 23rd of December, but they’ve clearly been someone’s pets. 
They’re the funniest cats I’ve ever met. Plus they’re loving and eager to be petted.
There weren’t a great many cats at TAS this afternoon. But even one is too many when there are loving homes out there.
I spent a bit of time this afternoon over on the canine side playing with a dog named Beau. He’s been at the shelter for almost two months.
It took Beau several minutes to warm up to me, but once he did he followed me around like a puppy. I fell in love with Beau. Please if you’re looking to adopt a dog consider this handsome boy. Here’s his résumé:
“I am a neutered male, Treeing Walker Coonhound mix. The shelter staff think I am 7 years old. I have been at the shelter since November 18, 2015. I am available for adoption now!”
Remember, adopt, don’t shop. Visit talgov.com where you can view these guys and more on our virtual kennel.
Peace, people.
Louie, Louie!
This big boy is the sweetest cat at Tallahassee Animal Services. His name is Louie and his paws are the size of dinner rolls.
Louie has been at TAS since 11/28/2015. He is FIV positive, but still has so much love to give.
And if you’d prefer a female, Sigourney is super affectionate. She has been at TAS since the 8th of November.
And then there’s Winston, a two month old kitten who melts everyone’s heart except for that of his brother, Blaze.
Come find your best friend at Tallahassee Animal Services this weekend! Fees on all adoptions have been waived for this Saturday and Sunday for a special, May the Fur Be With You event.
Remember, don’t shop, ADOPT!
Peace, people!
When We Were Wolves
Back before man
We raised our voices
Prayers to the moon
When we were wolves.
Once on our own
We banded together
Hunted in unison
When we were wolves.
Lured by the warmth
Of campfires’ glow
Lulled by the murmur
Of humans in the dark
We were wild once
Now our lives entwine
With those who promised
We could still be wolves.
I’d read the meme shown above on Facebook and a friend thought it would make a good song. So I did my best to make it one.
Peace, people!
Sloppy Kisses
nothing can compare
with sloppy doggie kisses;
paws for approval.
scratch behind the ears
forms friendship for a lifetime;
canine loyalty.
sweetest companion
bundle of fur and pure joy
loved beyond measure.
A friend’s beloved dog was attacked yesterday by an aggressive dog who escaped from his owner. Please send healing thoughts to little Cayla and her humans.
peace, people.
Dream Weaver
Last night I dreamt that I rescued two dogs from an abusive situation. One was a large, light brown mutt who was severely malnourished. The other was a cute little chihuahua who seemed bouncy and healthy.
I took them home and then multiple crises arose: my kids needed help, my job was nuts, there were aliens landing on the front lawn, etc. I forgot about the large dog and found him dead in the backyard. I cried and cried because I knew I was solely responsible for his death.
The little dog was still okay, though. Apparently I’d fed him, and he was still sweet and cute. But having killed the large dog I couldn’t give my heart to the small one. It felt like a huge betrayal, so I gave it away to a family who seemed like they’d cherish it.
I think I know what this dream was trying to tell me. I’m going to change my priorities starting now.
Thanks for letting me share this.
Take care, and peace, people.
Kittens
I had my first two hour stint as a volunteer at Tallahassee Animal Services this afternoon. I had first date jitters, I was so excited.
First, I have to give props to the extraordinarily organized and thorough volunteer coordinator at Tallahassee Animal Services, Grayson Walters. Ms. Walters conducted a top notch volunteer orientation and followed up today with a great tour of the facility and suggestions on how to best help out during my two hours onsite.
Of course once I saw the kittens I pretty much forgot everything Grayson said. It was like, “Oooooooohhhhhh kitties!” I did manage to fold and put away a load of laundry and sweep under the kitty dorms before I allowed myself to take a few of the cats out for some interaction.
There’s a pair of kitten siblings, mostly black, with beautiful white chests and socks, named Frito and Dorito, that I fell in love with. Holy cow! They are so cute. I honestly couldn’t tell them apart, but one was on the shy side, but loved being cuddled and the other was full of curiosity.
I’d show photos, but I left my phone in Grayson’s office so no pics this week. I promise I’ll do better next time. Instead, I found this message on Pinterest. I think it’s appropriate.
Threesome
When one has too much time on one’s hands one might indulge in too much reality TV. Thus was the case as I was scrolling through the channels and came across a program called “True Life: I Want a Threesome.”
Sleazy stuff, but who am I to judge? I mean I’ve seen some pretty cool threesomes in my life:
Nothing beats a purrfect threesome!
Except maybe a colorful one.
Doggone it! Another threesome!
And then there’s the threesome to end all threesomes.
Who needs reality TV? (All photos found on Pinterest.)
Peace, People!
Here Deer?
Some weird hunting season must be in full swing here in the Florida panhandle. My friend Lee Ann, visiting from Indiana, and I discovered this on our return from Apalachicola on Saturday afternoon.
We’d driven down to eat lunch at a little restaurant called The Owl (I highly recommend this charming place where the waitress said she’d be back to ‘water us’ before taking our order). After our wonderful meal–Lee Ann had a grouper sandwich; I had a crab and shrimp salad–we wandered around the quaint downtown area spending money and making witty repartee.
No trip to the Gulf would be complete without a visit to St. George Island, so even though the temps were in the mid-40’s Lee Ann and I walked on the beach for a bit before heading home.
Instead of taking my well-worn path back to Tallahassee through Sopchoppy and Crawfordville, I turned towards the tiny burgs of Sumatra, Wilma, and Clio. All three are one-blink towns: blink once and you’ll miss them. This road is almost completely enveloped in pine forest, with occasional glimpses of swampland.
Just past Sumatra we noticed a trio of 4-wheel drive pickup trucks being driven erratically on the grassy area beside the main road. Lee Ann and I both wondered aloud just what was wrong with those um, knot heads. A little further along we realized what was wrong: Hunting Fever.
Hound dogs, armed camouflage clad men, and pickup trucks abounded. The testosterone glimmered all around us, like hairy legged fairy dust. We even spotted one hunter standing on the tool box of his truck, rifle at the ready. Instinctively I ducked thinking we would feel a bullet whiz past at any minute. It was madness, I tell you, madness!
After stopping for a bathroom break in Hosford we turned north towards Tallahassee. Not far beyond the Hosford city limits sign we came up on a group of pickup trucks parked next to a bridge. A man wearing a bright orange hunting vest over the requisite camouflage ensemble stepped into the road and began gesticulating wildly. Even though his intended message wasn’t clear we slowed down just in case he was attempting to warn us about a large herd of elephants on the highway.
A reduction in our speed must have been his goal since we received a cheerful thumbs up from Mr. Orange Vest. We soon saw a hunting hound apparently hot on the trail of some prey, nose to the ground heading off the road and into the brush. Had we not slowed down we might have hit the little guy. Thanks Mr. Orange Vest!
Lee Ann and I never did figure out what was being hunted so exuberantly yesterday. We did see deer placidly grazing along our route, so that didn’t seem likely. Whatever it was I hope most of them successfully evaded the hunters, and that no dogs or hunters were injured in the process.
Peace, People!
Praying for Eyebrowz 