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T-Shirt Tuesday: Support animal shelters!

Tuesday, July 27th, 2010

funny pictures of cats with captions

These two cuties bring up an important aspect of pet adoption: whenever possible, shelters love the chance at keeping bonded pairs together. It’s hard finding someone who’s willing to take two animals home at once, but it’s 100x better for their morale than being adopted separately. If you have it in your heart (and the space in your house), please consider taking home two furbabies that will forever thank you for keeping them together. In light of this PSA, I present two shirts from The Animal Rescue Site:

The Animal Rescue Site donates food and care to shelter animals across the U.S. Visitors click to donate and sponsors pay the tab. Buying from The Animal Rescue Site store donates even more food for animals in need, so it’s money well-spent.

Oh yeah, and…

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Spring!

Saturday, March 20th, 2010

Today it is the first day of spring, and for those of us in the northern hemisphere, it is the season of renewal. (For those of you in the southern hemisphere, please humor me and think back to a few months ago. ;) ) Few things make me feel as alive as when I see the first sprouts of green grass, fresh leaves, and colorful flowers taking place of the lifeless landscape that’s dominated for the last six months. Never mind that it’s not even 30 degrees where I live today (thanks, Arctic chill that blew in yesterday). Even in my frigid corner of the world, the snow is melting and the days are warmer; we’re expecting a high of 54 tomorrow, so I’m not completely living in a fantasy. Surviving yet another wretched winter gives me hope, and in celebration, I make a list of at least five things I want to accomplish during the spring season each year. This helps me feel like I’m kicking ass and making the most of my favorite months of the year. Here’s my list for spring 2010:

  1. Survive Latin 1020, by far the hardest class I have taken and must pass in order to graduate this summer. It hasn’t been easy, but I’m hanging in there, and I’m writing this here as a reminder of how important it is that I keep working hard until the very end.
  2. Upon passing Latin 1020, my next goal is graduating this summer! Even though I technically won’t finish until the end of summer semester, I still get to walk in the ceremony this May. I’m stoked.
  3. Before my family comes to see me walk, I will give my house a thorough spring cleaning. Since school started, I have only been doing the housework that’s been absolutely necessary. I’d rather not have them all think that we’ve been living like slobs since we’ve moved here…even if that really is the truth. :P
  4. I will listen to music, take photographs, write, and satiate my creative drive by making time for even the smallest of things that will inspire me every day. Carpe diem.
  5. I will consume fewer aspartame-laden drinks and, darn it, drink WATER instead! I have difficulty with this, despite my hunch that aspartame is what has been killing off my short-term memory in the nine years I have been drinking it.
  6. I plan on visiting my pal Bro at the Casper Humane Society whenever I am in town. Here’s the backstory: On the same day I started volunteering there five years ago, Bro and his sister, Sis, were also new to the place. They were scared kittens that had been abandoned at the front door. I watched them transform into confident, trusting, sociable cats in the months that followed. I fell in love with them both. I even considered taking Bro and Sis home, but as you probably know, Teddy ultimately stole my heart. Sis eventually found a permanent home and I was so excited when I thought Bro’s day had finally come last year, only to see him back at the shelter the following week; he had been urinating all over the place in his new home. Staff thought it was a behavioral issue at first, but it was later discovered that Bro had kidney problems that were only going to become worse. Now it looks like he will spend the rest of his days at the shelter. He has less than a year of life left and must stay in the quarantine room because he’s on prescription food only he can eat. It warmed my heart when Patrick and I visited him last weekend and he recognized us; we hadn’t seen him in months, but he clearly remembered who we were. And, despite a terminal illness, he was his usual perky self and appreciated our company. The staff is doing everything they can to make Bro’s last days as comfortable as possible, so all that’s left is letting him know how much I love him.
  7. On a lighter and much more superficial note, my last goal is to take a risk with my hair, i.e., a haircut. I will, just once, not settle for a trim on my same-length long hair in hopes of finding a new haircut that totally rocks on me. Uhh…suggestions are welcome since I have no idea where I am going with this. Ideas must be low-maintenance yet fabulous. :)

So, am I the only person who does this as a way of welcoming spring? Even if you don’t make a list, what sorts of goals have you stored in your mind as a way of embracing the season?

Cross-posted on The-F-Word.org.

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Whose Domestication is it, Anyway?

Saturday, March 6th, 2010

Has anyone else noticed an unusually high amount of stories about animals in captivity killing (or at least injuring) humans in the news lately? I have, and this has left me quite confused. Why is this news? This is simply animals rightfully acting like animals.

Let’s face it: With the exception of cats, dogs,and other small mammals, most animals don’t adapt well to human domestication. You piss them off and they don’t waste time kicking your ass. Even my cute cuddly kitty-cat (who does happily live a domesticated life) whips out the claws when he’s had enough of me. It’s his nature, as it is for all animals, including humans. Lest we forget, we too are animals. We pretend we are more civilized because we sometimes carry out our squabbles in a verbal manner. At the heart of it all, though, our primal instincts tell us we should just beat the shit out of the person that’s causing us distress. We deny ourselves that satisfaction (usually) until it’s absolutely necessary. This is where humans and animals differ. In the words of George Carlin (skip to 4:10), [animals have] “no Miranda warnings, no three strikes and you’re out bullshit. First offense – BAM! …” They’re completely honest about how they’re feeling, and if they don’t like you, you’re gonna know about it. This is especially effective for animals that are bigger and stronger than humans, as illustrated by the stories linked above.

This is why domesticating animals is, for the most part, a bad idea. This is why I don’t feel sorry when people that work at zoos, circuses, rodeos and theme parks like Sea World end up killed or severely injured by the animals they cared for. This is why I love it when the animals win. Humans ask for this kind of punishment when they expect wild animals to feel just peachy about a life of captivity because we give them a consistent supply of whatever scraps they prefer. Sorry, that just doesn’t make up for removing an animal from its natural habitat for the purposes of human gawking, “education,” and “entertainment.” We should have stopped playing with animals larger than us in the days of the Colisseum and stuck to the gladiator fights instead.

When it comes to animals bigger than we are, it’s either them or us. They don’t play by our rules any more than we play by theirs. If we really were “evolved” human beings, we’d recognize this and leave them the fuck alone. It would be the utmost act of respect on our part. I highly doubt that most species enjoy their interaction with us anyway, let alone a life of (attempted) domestication. We completely deserve the repercussions of such foolish, arrogant behavior, and you bet your ass I’ll be cheering the animals when they win.

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Quick PSA break

Friday, August 7th, 2009

funny pictures of cats with captions

This is your friendly OTP reminder that if you are thinking of bringing a pet into your home, please consider adopting from a local shelter. You will not only save a life and support the hard work of those that take care of the animals there, but you will also keep your money away from puppy mills and other businesses that don’t give a damn about animal welfare.

With that said, however, please consider the impact of bringing an animal into your home before you sign the adoption papers. Make sure the animal you want is suitable for your home and your lifestyle. It’s no use to you or your new companion if its needs are not compatible with what you can provide. Chances are that you will both end up miserable and your furry friend will pay the price when you find him or her a new home…or return him/her to the shelter. This is a tough experience for an animal in even the best of situations, so please take caution in making sure you are making the best decision for everyone involved.

I could enter into a long rant about the responsibilities of pet ownership, but why do that when the Ten Commandments for Pet Owners says so much of what I would say in more eloquent form? Here they are:

  1. My life is likely to last 10 to 15 years. Any separation from you will be very painful.
  2. Give me time to understand what you want from me. Do not break my spirit with your temper, though I will always forgive you. Your patience and understanding will teach me more quickly those things you want me to learn.
  3. Treat me kindly, my beloved friend, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for your kindness than mine. Don’t be angry with me for long, and don’t lock me up as punishment. After all, you have your job, your friends, your entertainment. I have only you.
  4. Speak to me often. Even if I don’t understand all your words, I understand your voice when it’s speaking to me. Your voice is the sweetest sound I ever hear, as you must know by my enthusiastic excitement when your footsteps fall upon my waiting ear.
  5. Please take me inside when it’s cold and wet. I’m a domestic animal and no longer am accustomed to the bitter elements. I ask for little more than your gentle hands petting me.
  6. Keep my bowl filled with clean water; I cannot tell you when I’m thirsty. Feed me good food so that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to be by your side, and stand ready, willing and able to share with you my life, for that is what I live for. However you treat me, I’ll never forget it.
  7. Don’t hit me. Remember, I have teeth that could easily crush the bones in your hand, but I choose not to bite you.
  8. Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I am not getting the right food, I’ve been out in the sun too long, or my heart is getting old and weak.
  9. Take care of me when I get old. You will grow old, too.
  10. When I am very old, when I no longer enjoy good health, please do not make heroic efforts to keep me going. I am not having fun. Just see to it that my trusting life is taken gently. And be with me on that difficult journey when it is time to say “goodbye”. Never say, “I can’t bear to watch.” Everything is easier for me when you are there. I will leave this earth knowing with my last breath that my fate was always safest in your hands. Remember – I love you.

– Author Unknown

I can say firsthand that being the human-mom of an adopted shelter cat is one of the best – and most important – duties in my life. In exchange for providing my baby with all that he needs (and much more, of course, because he is rightfully spoiled rotten), I have been rewarded with unconditional love and the most loyal companionship I have ever known. And gratitude. Even though Teddy came from a wonderful no-kill shelter where he was well taken care of, his life there was different from the way it is now and he knows it. He doesn’t have to compete for attention or space with other cats; he’s king of the house and he loves it. He has his own food, water bowl and toys. Random people no longer walk into his surroundings and touch him when he’d rather not be touched. And he now has the undivided attention of his human-mom and human-dad, who love him very much. He knows that no one will ever hurt him as long as we are with him, and we will never, ever break his trust. He genuinely appreciates these things. Most importantly, he knows that we are friends for life, and I see in his eyes just how much that means to him. The feeling that gives me is indescribable.

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