Diary of an Animal Adoption Counselor

Diary of an Animal Adoption Counselor

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Today's Miracle: Carmen

It is unusual to hear about a single kitten that has been abandoned while still too young to survive alone. There are often litters of kittens that lose their mother and need to be bottle fed. The single babies, though, are not common.


When Carmen was found, she had one eye slightly open; the other still closed shut. She was nine or ten days old. An employee at a power plant found her alone and crying. He contacted another rescue group and they offered to help him with medical bills if he found a home for the kitten. He dropped her off at the vet and never returned. In a panic, with no one able to pick up the once-every-two-hour feedings, they called us.


Carmen weighed just a few ounces and had a large sore on her paw when they dropped her off. But, she was strong and she ate well. Within a few days, however, it became obvious that she was having some problems with her bowels. Sometimes, baby kittens are abandoned by mama because of genetic problems that they can sense and we cannot, making any unusual behaviors a concern. Two trips to the vet later, however, we all cheered when she finally had a normal movement. (As a child, I never imagined I would have a career where I would throw parties over bowel movements!)


It has been over a month since Carmen joined us. She now eats on her own and uses the litter box (how they figure out the litter box all on their own is a true miracle). She weighs a pound now and, even though she stumbles the whole way, she will run across the entire room when her name is called.


We are still keeping a close eye on her. But, today, Carmen is the miracle I am grateful for.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010


New Leash on Life -- Adoption Fair

When: Saturday, August 21
Time: 12:00 - 3:00
Where: Pet Supplies Plus, 2812 Reynolda Road, Winston-Salem, NC

Come see our adoptable dogs, graduating from the NLOL program on September 7.
Meet one of the inmate trainers too!

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Shelters Never Get Purebred Dogs

Often, it is said that shelters never get purebred dogs or cats, but that isn’t the case. No matter how much a dog costs to adopt, his/her needs and behaviors are ultimately the same. Therefore, purebred animals are just as likely as others to end up in search of a new home.


Winston is a purebred English Bulldog. He is only five months old. His owners paid his breeder $2,500 to take him home, and they had planned to love him forever. But their young child let him off-leash after a walk, and he went missing. A week later, they discovered him in a yard. His right front leg was broken, he had deep, circular wounds to both back legs, and his belly was scraped from being dragged across cement. Fortunately, his family recognized his need for help and knew that they could not pay for it, so they brought him to us.


Sadly, we do not have funds to treat dogs like Winston. But one look into his hopeful little eyes, and the staff here at FHS knew that we had to take a risk and believe that people would come through to help us raise the money for Winston’s treatment.


Winston stayed at the center with us for just a few hours, but in that time he inspired all of us. More than once his broken leg failed to support him and he landed face-first on the tile floor. It took him several minutes to struggle back up on four legs. He never let it bother him.


It was obvious that Winston had been through something awful. Horrific as it is, the vet who examined his injuries determined that they were inflicted by a human… and that it wasn’t an accident. However, Winston’s luck changed the day he came to FHS - that vet had pined for a Bulldog his entire life, and it was love at first sight. He is now in his protective and loving care.


Winston’s vet bills continue to mount as he goes from one surgery to another, but we do not currently have the money to cover these costs. Even though he is a purebred, he is not automatically in the clear. Winston needs your financial support - it is your generosity that gives him a shot at a better life!





Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Today I Met Faith

Today was an exceptionally uplifting day. We received a phone call well before our doors opened to the public about a kitten in dire need of our help. A tiny Calico had crawled into the engine of a blue Toyota truck and had gotten her head stuck in the frame.

Being that it was outside of our normal business hours and that I had fifteen minutes to spare, I offered to stop by and try to help. Upon my arrival, a dozen people including two firemen, two EMTs, and someone from the local rescue squad were surrounding the truck. They had been working for over an hour to free the kitten, dousing her with every lubricant they could find and tossing ideas back and forth. But nothing was working. The more they tugged, the more the kitten’s head swelled and became more trapped.

When I walked up, someone asked me to call a vet. I did so and shortly thereafter, a vet arrived on the scene and sedated the kitten. Her body slowly went limp and they were able to slide her to freedom. A huge sigh of relief and a tiny cheer rippled across the rather large crowd that had gathered.

We wrapped the kitten in a blanket and rushed her to the Humane Society. Volunteers did their best to rinse the many lubricants from her fur and set up a beautiful kennel for her. It took her several hours to get comfortable in her new setting, but Faith, as we have named her, is now resting peacefully, enjoying the warmth of her new temporary home.

There are days in animal rescue when it seems like I am all alone and no one cares. But, a tiny kitten got her head stuck and restored my faith in people today. Today was a good day.

Faith: Finally Comfortable

These events transpired on August 2, 2010.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Join Me On This Journey

It never ceases to amaze me when seemingly small events change our entire lives.


Several years ago, an enormous oak tree fell on our house. My husband and I spent nearly every weekend for months cutting up the wood from that tree. I know I did more than a little grumbling about that “stupid tree”. But today I could not be more grateful for that so-called catastrophe… because under the rubble, I found my passion.


Stupid Tree On House


It was an ordinary Sunday afternoon when we heard the cry of four tiny kittens nesting under the branches. Unable to locate their Mama, I took them in, bottle fed them, and found each of them a forever home. When they left, the house felt empty. And that is where my journey began.


I soon sought out other kittens that needed a foster mom, and that naturally led into finding dogs that needed foster care as well. Pretty soon, the house (and my life) no longer belonged to me, but to the animals. And for the first time ever, I understood my purpose.


Two of Those First Kittens


After years of working with animals as a hobby, I was blessed to find a position with the Forsyth Humane Society. Now, I can truly say that I eat, sleep and breathe in order to help needy animals. Engrossing myself in this lifestyle is exhausting and exhilarating at the same time. Amazing things happen around us all the time - and I get to see them over and over again.


My mission with this blog is:

- to remind myself of how good (and bad) people can be;

- to share my adventures with you;

- to increase awareness of what is happening right next door;

- and, to ask for your support for the Forsyth Humane Society. Because without you, we do not exist.


Thank you for joining me on this journey.