Category Archives: animals

What I’m feeling today

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Ruby: happy, hot

Ruby: happy, hot

Anxious · Guilty · Sad · Overwhelmed · Despairing · Needy

What I’m feeling today.

Imagine what I’d be like if I hadn’t done yoga 3 times this week!

I took Ruby to one of my favorite off-the-beaten-path parks today. This is what we walked along and stared at for about an hour. {Well, I stared; Ruby roamed restlessly at the end of the leash and wouldn’t lay down.}

Sawyer Park, Bend, Oregon

Sawyer Park, Bend, Oregon

Sawyer Park, Bend, Oregon - River tide pools

Sawyer Park, Bend, Oregon – Deschutes River tide pools

Yes, I’m caught up with show notes! Let’s talk feral cats. And cute rescued farm animals.

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Yes, I’m caught up with show notes!

Scott Beckstead, of The Humane Society of the United States, gives us his thoughts on the feral cat controversy in Central Oregon. Plus, stories of cute rescued farm animals!

In this episode, we catch up with Scott Beckstead, Oregon Senior State Director of The Humane Society of the United States. He gives us his thoughts on the feral cat controversy in Central Oregon, plus tells us about some animals that were destined to be laid out on someone’s dinner plate, but instead were rescued by caring people and now have a wonderful home in Oregon. You’ll hear about the surprising proclamations made by the mayor of Portland and the mayor of Eugene. And we bring you an update on Missy, the German Shepherd who was stranded for 8 days on a mountain top.

And, of course, we highlight the latest News from the Vegan Frontier, let you know about vegan related happenings in and around Central Oregon, and more!

We’re back from the fest

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We’ve been back about an hour and a half from Portland VegFest. The 3-hour drive home wasn’t too bad. I think everyone had a good time, so the family trip was a win.

The animals are all in good shape and glad to see us—we lucked into a couple of friends taking care of our babies and it looks like they did a great job. It was so nice to not have to worry about our animal family. Honestly, we haven’t traveled much in the last few years and they may very well have enjoyed the break from us. And I got a couple of nights without a black and white kitty stealing my pillow.

My splurge this weekend, other than just taking the family and everything that entailed (hotel, eating out—yikes!), was a few new vegan message-wear tops: a couple from Herbivore, a couple from Action for Animals. I’ve worn my old favorites ad nauseam over the last couple of years, so it’s great to bring some new ones into the mix.

All Things Vegan show notes: New Chimps, Inc. resident CJ and a report from YEA Camp

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I finally got last Tuesday’s show notes up and the show into iTunes:

Chimps, Inc.,  a Chimpanzee sanctuary in Central Oregon, welcomes new resident CJ.
And a report from YEA Camp!

In this episode, we talk with Marla O’Donnell of Chimps, Inc., a sanctuary in Central Oregon that shelters abused or abandoned chimpanzees that were part of the entertainment industry or pet trade. Chimps, Inc. recently took in a new resident, CJ, and Marla tells us CJ’s story and gives us an update on how she’s fitting in with her new family.

We also talk with Bend resident Heather Kennedy, fresh from her first year as a camp counselor at YEA Camp, a fun and enriching vegan leadership summer camp for teens. And Paul Seymour sings about what will happen, “When the World is Vegan.”

And, of course, we highlight the latest News from the Vegan Frontier, let you know about vegan related happenings in and around Central Oregon, and more!

Great interview with Chimps, Inc. this morning about their new resident, CJ

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Great interview with Chimps, Inc. this morning about their new resident, CJ. Can’t wait to air it next Tuesday.

Tomorrow, another radio interview, and Tuesday’s show to finish up. A recruiter to talk to. And waiting: On grad school financial aid, for one.

And that is all, because I’m exhausted.

Helping out, Looking for shooting stars

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Another long day. And a very very busy week ahead.

I helped a former work colleague out early this afternoon by letting him come over and demo some knives, which is his new gig. Even though I would never do this for a stranger and find in-home demos extremely cheesy, and I really didn’t have time today,  I decided to sit through the demo anyway, because I would hope somebody would be willing to do awkward things for me if I needed them to. Even people I don’t really know very well. It was kind of fun, even though both of us knew that there was no way I could afford to buy anything. I only wish it hadn’t taken over 1.5 hours. A lot of that was my fault though, for asking so many knife technique questions, and questions in general.

So I kind of got a late start on my other stuff. I didn’t get nearly enough done, but did get a few important pieces rolling for my grad program app – references requested, information gathered, essay outlined. And some other maintenance things out of the way that I now don’t need to do tomorrow.

This evening the kids came back. I went to grab vacuum bags at Sears, and then to walk Pilot Butte in the mostly-darkness, because nobody else felt like coming with me. It was beautiful up there, as always.

Unfortunately, a block from home, I saw a body lying in the road and a cluster of people standing around. My heart skipped a beat—it looked a lot like my greyhound Ruby. Same approximate color and shape, a little smaller. As I pulled closer, I could tell it was a fawn, still with spots. It had been hit by a car and the couple had stopped (so many people don’t) and the police had been called. Neighbors were milling about. The fawn had massive injuries, but was still alive and struggling—yet nobody was touching her—they were all paralyzed with inaction. I hurriedly parked, took everything out of my loose shorts pockets, and sat down with the baby, saying  at least we could comfort her in her last moments. I stroked her and talked to her as her life ebbed away. So sad. I also tried to comfort the young couple who had hit the deer—they obviously felt very badly and very helpless. I actually felt pretty helpless myself. It’s at these times that I wish I had medical training—I was a vet assistant for a short time a few years back—but it didn’t really help me learn to deal with massive trauma. Not that much could have been done in this case. We all looked around a bit for another baby or the mom, but if they were there, they stayed well hidden. I hope they know we’re sorry, and we tried.

After I got home and cleaned up, and composed myself a little, the kids and I took a ton of stuff into the backyard to set up for sleeping under the stars and watching the meteor shower. We get quite a bit of suburban light bleed here, but I’m hoping we see a few later tonight. This is something I’ve been wanting to do with the kids for years. I have great memories of frequent sleep-outs in the back yard with my family every summer. And yes, I don’t have time to do this either, but I’m doing it anyway.

The hound is back!

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The hound is back! Ruby has had quite a day, but is recovering nicely. We took her in for her “laceration repair” this morning and since she was being kind of cranky about it, they mentioned they’d probably need to sedate her for the procedure. So, I roped them into doing a dental at the same time, because she was way {years!} overdue and it doesn’t make sense to subject a 12-year-old dog {or any dog} to anesthesia more than necessary. And, of course, it saved money to lump the two procedures together. {Not that we needed yet another bill right now, but it couldn’t be helped.} We didn’t get our regular vet because he happened to have swapped shifts today, but everything went well with the other vet and techs.

It turns out the cut wasn’t deep, but it was jagged and definitely needed to be cleaned up and sutured. I’m surprised at how messy it is now—the initial wound barely bled, but the sutured wound bled a lot and continues to weep; they had to insert a couple of temporary drains which come out in a few days. Staples come out in 10 days. And her teeth look great; she had a few minor teeth removed, but for not having a dental for many years, I think she lucked out. And they also caught up her nails for me, which, frankly, I was embarrassed about. I had let them get way too long recently, since she’s been more and more impatient with getting her nails trimmed over the last few years. Lastly, her blood-work looks pretty darn good for her age.

She’s obviously in a lot of discomfort, and is cracked out on pain meds, but she’ll be OK. She’s able to walk around, if a bit unsteadily, and can even manage the stairs, which is great – because carrying her 60 pounds up and down without hurting her might have been a bit awkward. I think as a result of this unfortunate accident, that in a few days she’s going to be feeling better than she has in years. I hope, so anyway.

So I spent the day driving Ruby to the vet and back, and my step-son to the pool for the afternoon. He observed and assisted as we cleaned the wound last night, and came with me to the vet this morning, so that was a productive experience for him as he feels pretty awful about accidentally hurting Ruby.

The rest of the day I laid low and tried to de-stress from the worry over Ruby: finished a novel, made food, did some editing for the show, watered the lawns, that’s about it.