Archive for December, 2009

Bad Gifts can help BATS

Tuesday, December 29th, 2009

 

Did you get a new cell-phone – what are you going to do with the old one?

 

Maybe you received a Holiday gift that you don’t need (or don’t really want)… : – )

 

And don’t throw out your used ink cartridges either…

 

Did you know that your cast-offs can equal support for our dogs and cats? 

 

CELL PHONES – Don’t throw away your old cell phone – even if it is not working!  Donate it to Bobbi and the Strays – your old phone equals cash for our dogs & cats. You can drop off phones at our Adoption Center – or even mail them to us.  Click here for more info.  

 

DONATING through EBAYNeed to get rid of some gifts you don’t really need – why not make some money for yourself and give to a great cause at the same time? 

 

If you sell on eBay and help support our cause through ‘eBay’s GivingWorks’ you can receive some great benefits such as fee credits, added search & visibility of your items to the public, and a tax-deductible receipt for your donation!  Click here for more info.

 

DONATING GOODSWe will also directly accept almost any type of saleable item in NEW or VERY GOOD condition to sell, auction, or raffle for fundraising purposes.  You can also receive a tax-deductible receipt for eligible items that you donate.  Please follow this link to see what we are most in need of and for further information.

  

DONATE used ink CARTRIDGES – Don’t throw your used ink cartridges in the trash.  Did you get a new printer and have no use for your old ink cartidges?  Donate them to Bobbi and the Strays instead.  We recycle them which helps the planet and we get money for recycling too – which helps our dogs and cats!  You can drop off cartridges at our Adoption Center – or even mail them to us. Please click here for further information..  

  

 

Please visit our website – www.BobbiAndTheStrays.org , call us at (718) 326-6070 or email donate@bobbicares.org.

Sweet Eba

Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009

Poor Eba.  Just being in a shelter is difficult for the dogs, but for this 7 year old rotti girl, it has been particularly hard.

Eba’s original owner had passed away and the person he wanted to care for Eba could not do it so she surrendered Eba to our shelter. When Eba first came in, she was very attached to her current caretaker and didn’t want anything to do with us.  One of my new workers was a little worried.

“Lets just take a walk together,” I suggested and we all walked Eba around outside the shelter. Eba got into her walk and she didn’t even notice when I took the leash from her caretaker.  I then ignored Eba and just continued on the walk. Most people think you should give the dog a lot of attention and talk and pet the dog when meeting, but for a dog like Eba, who was clearly uncomfortable with us and her suroundings, the best thing to do is to ignore her and let her feel you out. So that is what we did. By the next day Eba was our best friend.

She quickly became known as the dog who walks right at your side, gazing up at you in adoration, or the dog who just flops over for belly rubs anytime or place. Her little stub of a tail goes crazy in excitment when meeting other dogs. She usually has to be bribed to go back in her cage with a treat and it breaks out hearts everytime to put her back.

Eba was lucky enough to go to a wonderful foster home but when the foster parents had to start working more they returned Eba to the shelter because they didn’t want her to be alone all day.  Eba was adopted out not long after but returned the next day.  Some people have the best intentions and try to compensate for the dog being in the shelter with tons of affection and attention right off the bat but for a dog like Eba who has been through so much, she needs space to adjust.  It doesn’t take her long but her new home was too overwhelming too soon and they brought her back when she went to bite a vister to the house on the first day =(

When I give Eba to new volunteers to walk, I always tell them the same thing. “Ignore her for awhile. No petting. talking etc. When she is ready, she will come to you.” They look at me with uncertainity as they take the leash but when they come back, they usually say the same thing. “She is the best dog! She is so sweet! She just rolled over for belly rubs on the grass and didn’t want to get up!”

When Eba started limping one day, a caring volunteer took her to Howard Beach Animal Clinic where we found out the bad news. Eba had a torn ACL in her leg.  She was in a lot of pain and would need surgery.  To make matters worse, they found a lump on her belly that could be a cancer tumor. They would have to do a biopsy. If she had cancer, they would have to do another major surgery.  On top of that, she would need 16 weeks recovery for her leg.  Just the thought of her having to recover in a noisy, stressful shelter brought me to tears.

The day I brought Eba back for her surgery we had to wait because it was extremely crowded. In a room full of strangers and strange dogs, Eba decided to flop over for her belly rub.  It was the cutest thing. She seemed oblivious to everything else! She seemed relaxed and content to be pet in a crowded vet waiting room, waiting patiently for her turn to be called. When I left her there for her surgery, it was hard not to cry. She was such a good dog!

After the surgey, Dr Weinstein called us to say that everything went well and that Eba should spend a couple more days at the vet recovering before going home.  They did a biopsy but didn’t have the results back yet.

We prepared for her return at the shelter. Someone donated a large comfortable orthropedic bed for Eba to rest on.  The staff knew they couldn’t let Eba run or play. She could be leashed walked only.

Then we got the good news! The biopsy came back and Eba didn’t have cancer! When I went to pick up Eba from the vet, Dr Weinstein brought her out and said, “This is a nice dog!”  It seemed he really taken a liking to her.  He gave me detailed instructions about her recovery and told me she would have to come back in ten days to get her staples out.

Eba didn’t seem like a dog who just had surgery. She was happy to see me and I had to keep her on a very short leash because she wanted to hop and run out to my car. I had to use all my strength to stop her from jumping in and allow me to lift her gently into the back seat.  She wanted to put her head right near mine as we drove back to the shelter.

In the days to come, staff and volunteers would take extra special care in dealing with Eba. When the weather was nice enough we would take her out on the grass and just sit with under a nearby tree. She couldn’t walk very far and sometimes she would just lie down and rest.  We would wait patiently till she felt strong enough to get back up. She would lie there, rolled over, asking to be pet, her paws straight up in the air. She was goofy, loving, playful. 

When I took Eba back to the vet for her check up, Dr Weinstein said her leg was healing well. They took the staples out and instructed me not to let her run or play yet. She was still healing. Then in the middle of her check up, she flopped to the floor again for a belly rub!

Eba is almost completely healed now. I am sad that she had to recover in the stressful shelter environment but I am proud of the strength and grace she possessed.  I pray every night that someone will come along who is able to adopt and see Eba for the wonderful dog she is.  She has to be one of the most devoted and loyal canines I have ever met- and I have met a lot! I know whoever adopts her will be extremely lucky. Someone just needs to give her a chance.

I want to sincerely thank Dr Weinstein of Howard Beach Animal Clinic for performing the surgery and taking special care of Eba for us.  We would also like to express our deepest gratitude to the Pedigree Foundation for giving us a grant that helped make Eba’s surgery possible. Also thank you to the volunteers and staff who also donated special items and their valuable time in helping Eba recooperate after her surgery. Thank you!!

IF you are interested in adopting or fostering Eba please email Adopt@bobbicares.org  or click here for more information on this special dog. 

Eba relaxing by the tree at the shelter

Eba relaxing by the tree at the shelter Eva loves belly rubs!

Eba resting in the grass

Eba resting in the grass

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Staples in Eba's leg after her surgery

Eba relaxings with a volunteer at the shelter

Eba relaxing with a volunteer at the shelter

Our animals need your HELP!

Tuesday, December 15th, 2009

 

Do you have a BIG heart?  Would you like to make a special and disctintive donation – even on behalf of a friend, family member, or another person deserving of a great gift?  If you donate in this touching and affecting way by becoming a Sponsor you will be helping a homeless animal in their greatest time of need. 

 

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Our animals are in desperate need of Pet Guardians.  Times are especially tough for these dogs and cats.  Some have been with us for a while while they await their forever home.  Others have been sick or were found abused and/or injured and were in immediate need of medical care – and medical care can be quite costly.  This is why these wonderful animals need heroic Guardians to watch over them.   

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Maybe you want to make an impact on many animals at the same time.  Then why not sponsor one of our programs such as our ‘Spay & Neuter’ program or our ‘Emergency Medical Care’ program? 

 

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If you do decide to donate on a monthly basis and become a Bobbi and the Strays’ Pet Guardian or donate so that a friend or family member can become a Pet Gaurdian, a special welcome letter will be sent to you (and/or your friend) along with regular updates on your sponsored pet and/or updates about Bobbi and the Strays. 

 

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Please follow this link for full details of our Pet Guardian program and to see which of our animals are most in need of Sponsorship at this time.  You can also call us for more information at (718) 326-6070 or email sponsor@bobbicares.org. 

 

Don’t forget, Bobbi and The Strays is a 501(c)(3) nonprofit organization. Contributions are tax-deductible as allowed by law and are greatly appreciated!  (And – don’t forget – Sponsorship can make a GREAT GIFT!)

When Did This Happen?

Tuesday, December 8th, 2009

This story was submitted by Susan, one of our wonderful volunteers.  She coordinates the Pet Guardian Sponsorship program for Bobbi and the Strays.  Thank You Susan!!!  

 

When did this happen?  When did I become a “cat” person?

 

I had always thought of myself as exclusively a “dog” person, having always had one in my life, and if you’re a “dog” person, you tend to look sideways at “cat” people.
 
I had always bought into the typical stereotype of what a cat was all about…aloof, unpredictable, and whenever I met someone’s cat, I’d ask “Does he bite?”  That may not be a typical person’s first question, but one of my classmates in high school had a Siamese cat and I’d heard from mutual friends how it would lick your hand, tenderizing it I suspect, and then it would bite down.
 
You see, when you don’t have much personal experience with cats, you tend to think that the odd individual is the norm. 
 
Are all cats as crazy as that Siamese?  No.  Does every cat disappear when company arrives?  No.  Are there gentle, loving, wonderful cats?  YES!
 
Just when did my transformation from “dog” person to “dog AND cat” person begin? 
 
Two years ago my daughters and I arrived at Animal Care and Control to rescue a dog for Bobbi.  While we were waiting at the counter a woman came in with a small carrier with two four week-old kittens inside.  The lady behind the desk kept explaining to the woman that they were too young, that they couldn’t keep them anywhere until they were eight weeks old, the adoptable age, and that their young lives would end once they entered the system.
 
Well, that was all my daughters had to hear.  A quick call to Bobbi saying we would care for them until they were adoptable, a slightly longer call to my husband explaining the situation, and we left with dog and kittens in tow.
 
I’d strongly suggest that anyone wanting to care for a cat, or dog, read up on their care before they bring one home, but we didn’t have that luxury.  Believing snippets of commercials and remembering stories we’d heard, we ran into some problems, not in caring for the kittens themselves, but with stupid things like dumping the contents of the litter box into the toilet, wasn’t it supposed to be flushable?  After my husband took care of the very unpleasant task of “de-clumping” the toilet, it was time to log onto the internet for a crash course in Kittens 101.
 
Our introduction to kittens may have been off to a rocky start, but it changed all of our lives, and that of our dogs as well. 
 
Whenever we’ve cared for a kitten in need we’ve had to compartmentalize our lives.  Some of our dogs will gently lick and clean the kittens while we hold them, but others would be less enthusiastic.  Sometimes the upstairs bedrooms will exclusively be the cat zone for a few months at a time, with my long-suffering husband taking up residence on the couch to keep the dogs company.
 
We’ve all come a long way in the last two years, read lots of books, and have cared for nearly 40 kittens during that time–newborns, sick ones, injured ones, well ones, ones who didn’t make it–and each of us has found parting with these little guys to be a painful moment in our lives.  The day they leave our home to go to the shelter rips us apart. A new set of worries begins.  How long will they be there?  Will they love them as much as we have? 
 
The reward?  Seeing the look on someone’s face when they embrace their new family member, and in the rare instance, having the new family stay in touch with updates and photos–that’s just heaven.
 
Cats, dogs, people–we’re all the same in that we’re all unique individuals.

 

Puppy Love

Tuesday, December 1st, 2009

“The puppy is sick,” was the first thing I heard when I walked into the shelter today and the last thing I wanted to hear.  I walked over to her cage. Her name is Morgan. She was the last puppy from Sadie’s litter. Sadie had given birth in our shelter after we rescued her from the side of the highway. Morgan is a 12 week old pit bull mix.

She was standing behind the cage bars looking at me with sad eyes. Then she started to cough. “Call the vet and tell them I am bringing the puppy over,” I said as I opened the cage door and took Morgan in my arms.

Morgan was a gem in the car. She sat on the passenger seat leaning up to gaze out the window. Once she started to bite the knob on the radio and the station changed. I guess she didn’t like the song. She barely coughed on the way to the vet. Sometimes just being out of the shelter environment helps them relax.

The waiting room was crowded in Howard Beach Animal Clinic and we had to wait awhile but Morgan was extremely good. She sat on my lap the whole time. I was just grateful that they were able to squeeze us in at all.

Dr Weinstein saw Morgan.  “What a beautiful puppy!” he said.  He examined her and listened to her cough. “Do you have a nebulizer at the shelter?” he asked. I nodded. “Nebulize her three times a day and give her this three times  a day.” He handed me an envelope with meds in it. 

The volunteers were finishing up walking the dogs, the staff finishing up cleaning.  We hooked up the nebulizer for Morgan and realized there was no sterilized water. So back to the vet I went, sans Morgan this time, to pick up the water.  When I came back Morgan was asleep on top of a giant blue stuffed elephant I had just washed for her at the laundry mat. She was so happy to have her “friend” back. Veronica, our wonderful morning superviser, nebulized her and given her her meds.

Puppies are so fragile. I hated leaving her at the shelter. I went outside and dig in the box of doggie coats for some small coats that would fit Morgan. I was seriously considering taking her home till she got better. Its so hard for them to feel better in the shelter especially when they are coughing like this.

“We caught it early,” Veronica said. “She will be better soon.”

I kept my plan to myself as I picked out a couple of coats and put them on top of her cage. I’d have to keep her crated a lot though I think the crate I have is bigger than the cage she is in now… It was a risk bringing a sick dog home. She could get my dogs sick if I wasn’t careful.  I thought about where I would put her… in the office was the best room though my dogs would have to pass her on their way in and out of the yard. My dogs sleep in my bedroom with me so that wouldn’t be good… I’d  have to clear out a space in the office. I just moved and all my unpacked boxes were in the office…

I decided to go home first, set things up and tomorrow if she didn’t sound any better I would bring her home.  I really couldn’t just walk in the house with Morgan. My dogs would try to jump up and sniff her and be going crazy.

When I left the shelter she was sleeping. The rest of the dogs watched me leave. Lennox, a white pit mix that I take to Alley Pond Park on weekends whimpered when I left. My heart breaks everytime I leave.

I stopped by our Atlas Adoption Center on the way home to meet with Bobbi and Denise, the wonderful girl who works the night shift at the Vetport. I make sure she knows how to use the nebulizer. “I told Mike we might have to bring the puppy home,” Denise said. Mike is her significant other.  “I don’t want to leave her there sick. He has off all next week and can take care of her.”  I just smiled at her. Denise has a huge heart. She already adopted one of the puppies because she brought her home when she was sick.

At home, I can’t stop thinking about Morgan. It breaks my heart when they get sick at the shelter. The shelter can be stressful enough without being ill.  I have everything set up incase I have to take her home tomorrow.

Even as I updated our Facebook page I came across photos of Morgan and Scotch playing in the grass at the Vetport. Scotch is a big pit bull who loved all of the puppies. He and Morgan are now best friends.  I remember the day we resced her mom off the highway and I remember the day she and the other pups were born at the shelter.  That puppy will probably be in my dreams tonight! These dogs just have a way of getting into your heart and head.  I am saying a prayer that Morgan feels better soon. I can’t wait to see her playing in the grass with Scotch again or even better yet, adopted into a great home.

To learn more about Scotch – visit Scotch’s Profile

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