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Rescue puppy Narwhal has a tail on his forehead and is ‘perfectly healthy’

So adorable! What a sweet, sweet puppy.

I have no doubt that Narwhal will find a very loving home.


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Lionheart’s transformation

Luvs a happy ending!


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Man rescues drowning cow after Hurricane Florence

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CHP Officer rescues a pelican!

Photo courtesy of the CHP

Photo courtesy of the CHP

From Sacramento Bee: A California Highway Patrol officer, a former falconer, captured a pelican wandering near westbound Interstate 80 in Truckee this week.
The CHP got a call about an injured bird on the highway. Officers arrived about 7:15 p.m. Tuesday to find the pelican on a hill beside the freeway. When CHP Officer Troy Griesemer approached the bird, it flew off between the first and second lanes on the highway, dodging a car to get to the other side, he said. The bird was not injured but appeared tired, he said.
“He looked tired from flying, so I knew I could get a hold of him,” he said. “This isn’t the first bird I’ve caught. I knew what to look for, how he was going to react and how he would try to defend himself.”
Griesemer said he has caught a red-tailed hawk and eagles.
Pelican going for a ride!/CHP Photo

Pelican going for a ride!/CHP Photo

After Griesemer caught the pelican, it was placed in the back seat of the car and taken to the CHP office, where it sat for about an hour. The pelican was then taken to the Truckee Police Department animal shelter before being picked up by a wildlife rescue team.
Though it’s not common for CHP officers to have to catch wild animals, they have rescued a fawn, an eagle and others, officials said.
Sallysue Stein, board president of Gold Country Wildlife Rescue in Loomis, said the primary reason the CHP sometimes makes animal rescues is because wounded or confused animals pose a substantial traffic risk. She said she could easily imagine a confused pelican on the side of the highway causing a wreck.  “He could have saved human lives by doing that,” Stein said.
Griesemer also appeared to know what he was doing, Stein said after reviewing pictures that the CHP provided of the officer holding the bird’s large beak away from his face while wearing a pair of heavy gloves.
With its stripped-down interior and cage, the back seat of a patrol car makes a pretty good substitute for an animal carrier, she said.

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Dog with no legs leaves South Korea for new life in Arizona

Grab a hanky…

In this Saturday, March 12, 2016 photo, Chi Chi, a golden retriever mix, lays down in the yard of her new home in Phoenix. The 2-year-old dog has spent two months in a veterinary clinic in Seoul learning how to live with prosthetic paws. (AP Photo/Terry Tang)

In this Saturday, March 12, 2016 photo, Chi Chi, a golden retriever mix, lays down in the yard of her new home in Phoenix. The 2-year-old dog has spent two months in a veterinary clinic in Seoul learning how to live with prosthetic paws. (AP Photo/Terry Tang)

Via AP: A dog that was left in a garbage bag behind a meat market in South Korea has a new life — and new limbs — on the other side of the world in Arizona.
Chi Chi, a golden retriever mix, hit the ground walking but not quite running Saturday at her new home in Phoenix. The 2-year-old dog spent two months in a veterinary clinic in Seoul learning how to live with prosthetic paws. Now she will be living with Richard and Elizabeth Howell and their 12-year-old daughter Megan. “She can run. She can walk,” Megan Howell said. “She can pretty much do anything a real dog can do except go up the stairs.”
Chi Chi was shepherded over by Los Angeles-based Animal Rescue, Media & Education, or ARME. Chi Chi, which means “loving” in Korean, was likely intended to be slaughtered for food, president Shannon Keith said.
Ju Yu, who heads an animal rescue group in South Korea, said the dog was found among the garbage outside a meat market in the countryside. In Korea, dogs are considered a traditional delicacy and have only recently become popular as pets. Chi Chi’s legs were bound with wire. Her tendons and bone were visible.
The rescuers whisked the dog away to the veterinary clinic where it was determined that for any chance of survival, all four legs would need to be amputated. Afterward, the dog was fitted with prosthetics.
ARME has been showcasing Chi Chi’s recovery on YouTube and Facebook, which is how the Howells learned about her. Ardent supporters of rescuing dogs, they were initially just going to give money.
In this Saturday, March 12, 2016 photo, Richard Howell carries Chi Chi, a golden retriever mix, at his home in Phoenix. The 2-year-old dog has spent two months in a veterinary clinic in Seoul learning how to live with prosthetic paws. (AP Photo/Terry Tang)

In this Saturday, March 12, 2016 photo, Richard Howell carries Chi Chi, a golden retriever mix, at his home in Phoenix. The 2-year-old dog has spent two months in a veterinary clinic in Seoul learning how to live with prosthetic paws. (AP Photo/Terry Tang)

“When it came down to it, the biggest need was that she needed a place to live,” Richard Howell said. “I think ultimately as we progressed with her story, we just felt a connection with her. Chi Chi is different. She might actually change the world.” The family has three other dogs.
The Howells know Chi Chi will require a team for the rehab she has ahead of her, Elizabeth Howell said. “We are still in the process of figuring out what she needs,” she said. “She’s already got some appointments this week.”
Chi Chi’s apparent triumph over adversity, however, could make her the perfect therapy dog. “Maybe she can encourage people who have to have amputations themselves like soldiers and kids,” Richard Howell said. “We want to use her story to make the lives of humans better. I think if we do that, we’re doing something positive in the world.”

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Tear Jerker of the Day

These precious animals were being used for research, and prior to their rescue, had spent their entire lives inside small cages.
This video shows their first ever trip outside:

(h/t: boortz.com)
If this video even touched your heart a little, please consider helping the good work of ARME (Animal Rescue Media Education) with a donation, no matter how small.
I cannot find an evaluation for ARME on the Charity Navigator website. ARME isn’t even listed there. If you know of any assessment of ARME, please let us know in a comment!

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A True Duck Story

Something wonderful recently happened in downtown Edmonton, Alberta.


Michael R. is an accounting clerk at a bank and works in a second story office. Several weeks ago, he watched a mother duck choose the concrete awning outside his window as the unlikely place to build a nest above the sidewalk. The mallard laid ten eggs in a nest in the corner of the planter that is perched over 10 feet in the air above the sidewalk below.

Mommy duck dutifully kept the eggs warm for weeks, and Monday afternoon all of her ten ducklings hatched.

With ducks, typically mom will bring her babies to water in the first 48 hours after hatching. Michael worried all night how the mommy duck was going to get her little babies safely off their perch in a busy, downtown, urban environment to take them to water.

Tuesday morning, Michael watched the mother duck encourage her babies to the edge of the perch with the intent to show them how to jump off.

Office work came to a standstill as everyone gathered to watch.

The mother flew down below and started quacking to her babies above. In disbelief Michael watched as the first fuzzy newborn trustingly toddled to the edge and astonishingly leapt into thin air, crashing onto the cement below.

Michael couldn’t stand to watch this risky effort nine more times! He dashed out of his office and ran down the stairs to the sidewalk where the first obedient duckling, near its mother, was resting in a stupor after the near-fatal fall.  Michael stood out of sight under the awning-planter, ready to help.

As the second baby took the plunge, Michael jumped forward and caught it with his bare hands before it hit the concrete. Safe and sound, he set it down by its mommy and the other stunned sibling, still recovering from that painful leap.  (The mother must have sensed that Michael was trying to help her babies.)

One by one the babies continued to jump. Each time Michael hid under the awning just to reach out in the nick of time as the duckling made its free fall. At the scene, the busy downtown sidewalk traffic came to a standstill. Time after time, Michael was able to catch the remaining eight little ducklings and set them by their approving mother.

At this point Michael realized the duck family had only made part of its dangerous journey. They had two full blocks to walk across traffic, crosswalks, curbs and past pedestrians to get to the closest open water, the River, site of the famed “River Walk.”

The onlooking office secretaries and several Edmonton police officers joined in. An empty copy-paper box was brought to collect the babies. They carefully corralled them, with the mother’s approval, and loaded them in the container. Michael held the box low enough for the mom to see her brood. He then slowly navigated through the downtown streets toward the River, with mommy waddling behind, keeping her babies in sight, all the way.

As they reached the river, the mother took over. She quickly ran passed Michael, jumped in the river and quacked loudly.

At the water’s edge, Michael tipped the box and helped shepherd the babies toward the water and to the waiting mother.

All ten darling ducklings safely made it into the water, paddled up and snuggled next to mommy. The mother duck swam in circles, looking back toward the beaming bank bookkeeper, and quacked in gratitude.

At last, all present and accounted for: “We’re all together again. We’re here!  We’re here!”

And here’s a family portrait before they headed outward to further adventures….

Like all of us in the big times of our life, they never could have made it alone without lots of helping hands.


Michael R. is my hero!

A big h/t to beloved fellow Joseph!


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How to Choose a Dog

Are you having a bad day?
Watch this. Simply adorable!
Adopt an unwanted pet. Please….
H/t my dear friend Bill  😀

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Underfoot and Canardly, a Christmas Love Story

Bentley Bud's Great Dane Rescue: https://www.myspace.com/saveadane

A Christmas love story
By beloved fellow May’s friend, a retired writer from Montana
“Grampa, why are those two in the same cage?” asked little Vida.
“I don’t know,” replied her grandfather.
The veterinary assistant said, “They were brought in together and raised such a row when we tried to put them in separate cages that we just decided to let them stay together. They came in just few days ago, but with these crowded facilities I’m afraid they will be put to sleep soon. We just don’t have enough room to keep them all. A young couple brought them in. The owner, an elderly gentleman, had died and the young folks had no way to take care of them, so here they are spending their last days. At least they are together. As old as they are I don’t suppose anyone will adopt them before their time runs out.”
Vida’s parents were not all that opposed to her having a dog, but they were not all that enthused about it either. Certainly, they did not have an older Great Dane and his sidekick cat in mind. And truth be told the cat was the smallest feline specimen anyone had ever seen. One thing they shared though, was a deep bond of friendship, however odd it might seem. At night, the cat climbed up on the big dog’s back and there he slept, the dog and cat very much at ease with each other.
“Grampa, they have such odd names,” observed little Vida, “why?”
The assistant spoke up, “the young woman told me that the old man had the dog since it was a puppy and as it was always under foot that’s what he named him, and as the cat is so small and the same color as his huge companion he was named Canardly since when they are together you ‘can hardly’ see him.”
At the ripe old age of eight Vida thought about that for a moment or two, “that seems reasonable to me.”
Grampa smiled to himself in agreement, then asked aloud, “How much longer do these two have before….” 
“About ten days,” replied the assistant sadly, “they are scheduled to go on the 26th.”
“Vida honey, let’s move on to the other cages, perhaps we can find something your folks will approve of.”
But nothing seemed to catch Vida’s eye, and with Grampa Abe, she left the animal shelter vaguely dissatisfied. In the car on the way home she seemed to be thinking very hard on something, working the wrinkles out of a thorny problem, but kept it to herself.
The next day at breakfast she asked if she and Grampa might visit the shelter again that afternoon, after school.
They arrived at feeding time, Vida asked if she might feed the big dog and his tiny buddy. The vet’s assistant smiled and handed her their supper.
Every day for the next week Vida was there at suppertime, feeding the pair, talking to them, petting them. Grampa Abe stood back, smiling to himself.
But it all came tumbling down on the 24th. Vida stared into the empty cage, tears in her eyes, lip trembling.
“An older gentleman came in with his daughter and son-in-law and took old Underfoot and Canardly home, said they had a great place for them to live out their days in loving care.” The vet’s assistant knelt down in front of Vida and put her arms around the little girl. “I’m sure they will be happy in their new home, the people seemed ever so nice.”
The next day, which was Christmas of course, Grampa Abe excused himself from the breakfast table. “I have a small errand to run before we start opening presents. Won’t be but just a minute or two.” Looking at Vida’s folks he motioned for them to take her in the front room where the glittering tree stood guard over a small mountain of gifts.
The first thing they handed her was a rather strange gift, it rattled and clinked. When Vida opened it, she found two stainless steel bowls. Looking at her folks with a wondering glance, she set the bowls on the floor. Grampa Abe called her to come upstairs, he had something to show her.
Vida slowly walked up the stairs, and opened her bedroom door.
The squeals of delight could be heard for blocks!
And for a very long time after, Vida, Underfoot and Canardly were inseparable. The passing years were very kind to the three of them. 
And that, my children is another story, for another time.

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