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The Pets Blog Week in Review for January 14-20

Aimee and I once again strove to bring you a slew of interesting, thought provoking, and otherwise entertaining articles last week. In case you missed any days, here’s the recap of what we wrote on: Monday, January 14 Would You Make a Good Parent for a Deaf Pet? It’s hard enough being a stray in a shelter, but imagine being a deaf one. The chances for adoption go even lower. My plea was to consider adopting such a pet to give them a fair chance too. Tuesday, January 15 Shelters are Bad Enough, Deplorable in Tennessee For some reason the … Continue reading →

Dogs with GPS

If your dog is a chronic escape artist (like my shepherd mix Moose used to be), you can now have state-of-the-art tech on your side. I saw a magazine ad for the Zoombak — a small Assisted GPS (Global Positioning System) locator that fits on your dog’s collar. If your dog leaves the yard, the folks at Zoombak will send you a text message or an email to let you know where your pup has gone. You can check maps online and get phone or email updates until your furry wanderer is home safely. That’s pretty darn amazing if you … Continue reading →

Thoughts on Pink Poodles

I was on my way home from work at the cats only boarding facility the other day when I saw a young-ish (maybe in his early twenties) guy walking two dogs. One was a big goofy lab-type dog; the other was a shaggy little white dog that probably had poodle in her ancestry. What caught my eye was that the little white dog had bright pink spots on the top of her head and the tip of her tail. It took me a while to decide that I thought it was cute and relatively harmless. Why the dilemma? Well, I’m … Continue reading →

Surprise Puppy Sitting Duties

Wayne and I had just finished eating dinner last night when I noticed headlights in our driveway that weren’t going away. No sooner had I peeked out the window and commented that someone was parked behind my car than the doorbell started ringing frantically. I went to answer it and found a panicked looking Cindy, a neighbor from up the street, with a beagle puppy in her arms. “I don’t know what to do. He dashed into my garage as I was leaving, but I’m going to be late for the Y. Can you please watch him?” “Sure, come on … Continue reading →