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Pet Pals!
First I want to thank everyone for your continued support. Without your support we could not save so many lives. The work of Pet Pals is supported entirely through the donations of our members. Thanks to the generous hearts and hands of people like you, we can ensure that animals who come into the care of Pet Pals will never again be alone, hungry, sick, afraid, or in pain. Thank you for being part of this work of love.
We are still figuring out the ins and out of this program so again my apologies if you receive this in error. New subscribers are continually being added and we now have several hundred subscribers.... HURRAH! With this many subscribers, I am trying to make the newsletter enjoyable and educational for everyone while keeping you abreast of the work we are doing here at Pet Pals.
Through grief, we are inspired to do more--to save as many lives as we can.
Your Pet Pal,
Linda York, Founder and President
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Why do we all think "Oh, it won't happen to ME!  Hi, my name is Mary and like so many others, I never thought I would have a traffic accident. I have had dogs since I was born and they were never restrained or confined when riding in vehicles. My pets have always been a beloved member of my family (just like your children). I was searching for a Yorkie companion for my older Yorkie, Raider. Raider had lost his brother, Zip, and buddy, Bogie, and seemed lonely. Then I spotted sweet Dixie on Petfinder.com belonging to Pet Pals. A year ago, after giving us such joy for seven years, my sweet girl has now gone over the Rainbow Bridge. It is in her memory that I want to tell you how Dixie and I would have died in October 2002, if we had not been wearing "restraints" while traveling in my Jeep.After Linda York of Pet Pals did her screening and I was allowed to bring Dixie into my heart/home, I complied with her "rule" that Dixie be restrained in a vehicle at all times. I had bought her a delightful car seat that was held in place with the seat belt - she sat high enough to see out the window; it had a strap to hold her in and she had her little suitcase beneath her. It was Halloween of that year that Raider's health took a turn for the worse. The local veterinarian couldn't do anything more and suggested I take him to CSU Veterinary Hospital in Fort Collins. It was cold and the roads were snow covered but the sun was shining and I knew we could make Fort Collins before dark. I bundled Dixie in her car seat and put Raider in his bed on the front passenger seat and we were off on a six hour drive.Everything was fine until we were delayed by an accident on I-80 and rerouted and didn't get to Laramie until dark. I stopped and let the dogs eat, drink and walk for a bit, then since it was a clear night, I decided to go on and head for CSU since the doctors were waiting for Raider.Shortly after leaving Laramie, we were in blizzard conditions. I couldn't see well enough to turn back to Laramie so continued on following some tail lights ahead of me. We were traveling very slowly and I was using the "rumble strip" on the shoulder to keep myself in my lane - visibility was that bad and there was a lot of oncoming traffic. I had no idea how much further we needed to go, but I was following those tail lights wherever he was going. All of a sudden I lost sight of the tail lights, there was something blocking them from my view, but I didn't realize for a minute or two that it was a vehicle coming at us sideways in our lane. I tried braking the car but started to slide so I started to release and apply the brakes to slow down and I kept moving further to the right until my left tire was on the "rumble strip". As I realized we were going to collide with the side of this vehicle, Raider jumped into the back seat. I was going less than 15 mph so I didn't think the impact would be too bad. Boy was I wrong, the other vehicle was traveling a lot faster and when we collided, the sound was horrendous, and then silence. I was unconscious for awhile, I guess. Then someone was talking to me, but when I tried to talk it was difficult because my chest had been crushed and I was having difficulty breathing. I finally was able to ask about Raider and the man gently told me that my beloved Raider was dead. I turned and saw Dixie out of the corner of my eye and she was sitting up in her car seat. He told me he had checked her and she seemed ok. I started sobbing over Raider and was told I passed out again. I came around again while they were using the "jaws of life" to extricate me from the car and I begged them to take Raider and Dixie into CSU because I didn't think I was going to make it (I had heard someone telling the fireman that). That 'Good Samaritan" was Tim and he promised me he would take care of both my "kids" and give his name and number to the EMT. As they were lifting me out of the car, I briefly passed out again. I came around as they were loading me into the ambulance and I told them I refused to be transported until my dogs were taken care of, the EMT reminded me that Tim was taking my "kids" to his home in Laramie and he would contact CSU. They would be safe and he had Tim's name and number for me.Two days later when I began to come around in ICU, my husband, Bob, was there and told me he had picked up Raider and Dixie. He said Raider was probably killed on impact after talking to Tim. I was sobbing so hard they sedated me again.I was in the ICU for 2 weeks, I had a head injury; broke all my ribs, had a broken shoulder and sternum and my leg had been shattered when the front end of the car had come in on me. Once I was in my surgical room at Poudre Valley Hospital, their wonderful personnel let Bob bring Dixie in to see me. She cuddled right in with me and we were happy. She was allowed to come for several visits while I was hospitalized. That hospital was awesome!!After my release from the hospital, I was bed bound for six months and Dixie laid next to me most of the time. I had a lot of time to think. Why hadn't I forced Raider into a car seat or at least some kind of restraint? How stupid was I? Since that horrifying night, we've gotten four more Yorkie pups and NO one rides in our vehicles unless they are in car seats or wearing seat belt restraint harnessing (I'm using the third row seating in my Explorer for the first time!).I have been on a one woman mission in my area telling everyone about the dangers and heartbreaks of not having your pet restrained in your vehicle. Just having a leash or one of the car seats that doesn't have the strap to attach to your pet (always a harness), which isn't securely attached to the seat with the seat belt system, isn't good enough.If you can't afford a car seat so they "have a view", please put them in a crate or use a proper dog restraint harness. Even a harness sold at Wal-Mart properly fitted will work as long as your pet can't slide or be thrown out of it. It REALLY is a matter of life and death for your beloved pet and will save you heartbreak!(Note from Linda: The article was very hard for Mary to write. PLEASE take heed.
It was because of a rescued dog named Bentley, who died in a car wreck and now Rader, that I insist on pets being restrained while traveling. Five of our rescued pets have now been involved in car wrecks. Luckily, none have died. Thank you, Mary!)
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 Vaccinating Sick Dogs and Cats
After almost losing two pets because of vaccinations, the following article and link is very interesting.
"So why shouldn't you vaccinate a sick, stressed or geriatric pet? For one thing, the pet may develop adverse reactions ranging from fever to seizures to autoimmune disease to anaphylactic shock and even death."
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Come Come Come!
If only all dogs would grab a leash every time they wanted to go for a walk, life would be much easier! Here at Pet Pals we have chased dogs for miles and miles trying to get them to COME. One eleven pound dog was followed for over six miles. He had gone over and through not one but three fences. Luckily, not all our dogs are like wild cats, but it is frustrating when a dog won't COME. A gal sent us a funny letter about how her newly adopted pound dog got away from her and ran around and around her house, like look at me, I'm FREE! On a camping trip he slipped out her camper door and went on a wild shopping spree. He grabbed a camper's chicken and luckily responded to her screams and didn't kill it. After crossing a busy highway, he then headed to a restaurant to have fried chicken where he was finally captured! A dog not knowing a simple word like COME can be very very dangerous. Teaching a dog to COME doesn't have to be hard. When new dogs and especially puppies are adopted from Pet Pals, we tell new parents to reinforce the COME command by saying COME every time they are feeding or treating their new family member. We can NOT stress this enough. There is nothing more frustrating than chasing dogs! 
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The Needle
 Most of you are thinking this article is about killing pets, but you are wrong! From our very first newsletter dated March 2001 we have stressed the importance of having ID tags on your pets. Here is your chance to get a free ID tag and have fun at the same time! Hidden somewhere in this newsletter is a picture of a needle like the one pictured with this article. Find the needle, be the first one to e-mail us with the location and we will send you an ID tag so your pet can get home and avoid a needle!
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The Advantages of Adopting Deaf Cats and Dogs!
I told you about my deaf white cats in the previous newsletter. My other deaf girl is an elderly female who has become deaf with age. She was also adopted from Pet Pals months ago. Deaf kitties are among the most secure, sweetest tempered, people loving animals I have ever known.
Running a vacuum cleaner hose over my hearing cats is not their idea of a good time, but my deaf kitties think it's a form of exotic massage! So while the other five hearing cats are climbing over each other to get out of the room when the sweeper roars to life, my deaf cats are rolling around begging to be vacuumed...that is if they are awake.
Frostbite catching a catnap!
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This is but one advantage of owning a deaf cat. I could go on and on. There is less fighting since the deaf kitties can't hear the whispered or growled insults from their hearing cat playmates. Their approach to life is very calm, cheerful, and easygoing. Ever been left with 10 claw marks in your lap when your warm snuggly purring kitty launched himself like an Atlas rocket at the eruption of the dogs barking at the knock at the door? Not a problem with a deaf kitty. They just continue to purr and snooze, oblivious to the racket. No punctures and since they sleep through everything and are always well rested they're not a bit grouchy.
My cockatiel bird, 19 year old Rocky, appreciates his deaf kitties because his seed and veggie munching, contented beak grinding, squawking, and feather fluttering noises never attract their undue attentions. Unless the deaf kitties happen to see him bobbing about, they forget he is even there. Deaf cats are never upset when you yell at the dogs to be quiet or at the TV news either.
Flies and other pesky creatures offer a vast array of cheap entertainment for my deaf cats who are more visually oriented than my hearing cats. They even notice a fly sitting on the ceiling. They are never bored by the smallest critters that make the mistake of venturing inside. While my hearing cats yawn with bored apathy at a pesky fly, my deaf cats are busy stalking this "big" game. Once in awhile they actually manage to catch something. They are always entertained and entertaining to watch.
Soft as kitten whispers are the norm from the deaf cats on the rare occasion when they do speak up. While my hearing cats are busy vocalizing at each perceived need or insult, the deaf cats are silent as they tip over the metal wastebasket with a bang at 3 a.m. Makes for a much quieter night's sleep, don't you know?
Such are the advantages of owning a deaf cat or two. Mine are a sweet tempered and comical trio. The only disadvantage is they can't hear me tell them how beautiful they are, but they sure can read my lips! You will indeed feel blessed if you take advantage of any chance to adopt a deaf cat or two!
Dani Ellis
 Received from our mailman:
Happy Birthday Spencer (Cactus)! Since we picked him up in Spencer MA on the 4th of July last year, we decided to make his birthday July 4th. Here's how he's doing:
He is progressing, but still has a long way to go. He loves and is comforted by his co-dog Coco, our mini-aussi looking rescue from Mississippi....... He loves his crate, but he also has taken to the sofa in the back room. He's no fool, comfort is comfort. He eats well, and when I come downstairs in the a.m. or when I come home from work, his little tail wags & wags. He has grown comfortable with the rest of the downstairs of our house, but when we're home he retreats to his "back room." He bumps into things all the time, but mostly his whiskers save him from hitting things too hard.
If you have other blind dogs, please assure people they are just great! His joy, and it is joy, is catching. To see him so free and happy makes my day! Spencer's issues are not blindness. I'd say he was a caged puppy-mill pup and his early human interactions were not good. It may take another two years for him to trust, but he's a whole lot better now than he was last July 4th.
By the way, he didn't make a sound for his first 3 months. Then there was a little yelpy sound. Now he has a chortle-like bark, sort of like what you'd expect from a Westie. He's the best watchdog. The front door handle turns, and he's a-barking until he finds out who it is. No one is going to sneak into OUR house.
That's it from Plymouth MA. Wishing you the best. My daughter, the one in CO who helped run a rescue there, is applying to vet school for the fall 2011. Maybe you'll run into her some day....
All the best,
Betsy
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 Be a Control Freak!
Embarrassed does not begin to explain how silly I felt whenever I tried walking my hard pulling dogs through an RV campground. Since I had six dogs I wanted to walk them in groups of three so that I wouldn't spend all day walking dogs one at a time. However this presented a problem whenever we happened upon another RVer walking their pet because my dogs would take me sand skiing in order to go see whoever caught their interest. Once they even pulled me down an embankment just so they could sniff at a big black bug! I was amazed when Linda York, Pet Pals President, put Gentle Leader head collars on my hard pulling lab mixes and I was able to control them almost immediately. It was actually a pleasure to take them for a walk... instantly! No more sand skiing! So if your dogs are pulling your arms out of their sockets whenever you pass an enticing cat, rabbit, or squirrel; or jumping up when you meet another person coming your way on the sidewalk; or behaving aggressively towards other dogs you meet on your walks, then you probably are not using a head collar. Even an amateur like me with two hard pulling lab mixes can walk three large dogs (one is a border collie) at a time without being pulled off my feet...if I use a head collar like the Gentle Leader Head collar http://www.buygentleleader.com/View.aspx?page=dogs/products/behavior/gentleleader/description. The head collar transformed my hard pulling dogs into manageable, relatively well mannered walking companions. Sure, they still can get excited but with the head collar they can't pull me. Rather I can take the power away from them by bending them with ease using head collars. It's the same principle as using a natural halter on a horse. You can control a big horse easily with a natural halter because you can bend his nose and take his power away. A regular harness or collar encourages dog's resistance reflex to pull and resist with all their might. But the head collar allows you to control the dog's nose with just a little pressure. He can't help but go wherever his nose goes. The head collars really are a breakthrough in dog training that quickly ends frustrating behavior on the leash. I can now walk my dogs quietly through the RV park and be in complete control just as if I was an expert. A head collar is NOT a Muzzle. When fitted properly, your dog is free to open his mouth to eat, drink, pant, fetch, bark and even bite - except you close his mouth by pulling on the leash. The head collar quickly controls jumping, pulling, barking, chewing and begging. It even teaches sit and stay in one easy lesson! You will be amazed at the results and how well your dog behaves on your first walk with a head collar. Try one and I think you will be astonished at how enjoyable walking your dog has just become. You will be in control, instead of your dog.
Submitted by Dani Ellis
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Ricky the Raccoon!
by Linda York
Happenings after sundown.... While walking dogs on a dusk evening, a rustle and movement was coming from weeds at the edge of the road. This brought a closer inspection. At first we thought it was one of our geese who may have wandered onto the county road. A large truck had been making trips back and forth on the mostly un-traveled road.
It was discovered that a raccoon had been hit and seemed to have a broken back or spinal injuries. With the daytime temperatures reaching 100+ degrees it was going to be a slow miserable death.
The poor raccoon was scooped up in a shovel and put in a crate in our steel building (my husband, Larry, did NOT approve nor did he participate!). Amazingly, Ricky eargerly ate some grapes, canned cat food and drank from a turkey baster while I held his head up. He was also given Ambrotose (glycol nutrients).
Now the worry was whether Ricky would get better or was he suffering and needed to be put out of his misery. While most people would have chosen a bullet, we are RESCUE and love animals no matter the species.
After two days of being fed by a spoon with his diet now including cottage cheese, Ricky started to get movement in his neck and was holding his head up. Then all of a sudden he was standing....HURRAH!
Ricky was turned loose and quickly disappeared. I'm glad we saved him from a horrible death in the hot sun, but he could have been a little more grateful and quit growling at me!!
If you are ever going to try to save a wild animal like Ricky, use extreme caution. They are not friendly and do not understand you are trying to help them. While moving his crate to an outside building, two bars were run in the crate so our fingers weren't inside. One bite and he could have taken off our fingers had I been careless.
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Marvelous Mutt Meatballs
1/2 pound ground beef or sirloin
1/3 cup grated cheddar cheese
1 carrot, finely chopped
1/2 cup bread crumbs
1 egg, whisked
3 tablespoons tomato paste (low sodium)
Preheat the oven to 350' F.
Combine all ingredients in a medium-sized bowl.
Scoop out by the spoonful and roll into mini-size meatballs.
Place meatballs on sheet sprayed with nonfat cooking spray.
Bake for 10 to 20 minutes. Cool and store in the refrigerator in a container with a lid.
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 There ARE homes for pets that have issues. Over eight years ago Peggy, Belgian Malinois, came to our facility with lots of issues. Some issues were so severe several other Rescues said she should be euthanized. Peggy had been beaten so severely she cowered in a crate without eating or drinking for four days. There were times we weren't sure if we were helping her or making her miserable, but as the days passed she started to open up. The pound where Peggy and her sister had both been taken was told Pet Pals would take them both should Peggy's sister be returned by her new family. We found out later Peggy's sister was returned and instead of picking up the telephone, they shoved her in a gas chamber. How CRUEL, SHAME on them. Peggy was adopted December 13, 2002 by Jim and Tammy Dyson. Peggy has had a wonderful life and still continues to do well. Thank you very much Jim and Tammy for staying in touch and sending us updates. We only wish that Peggy's sister could have had a chance. The KILLINGS need to stop, especially when a Rescue is willing to take them. There ARE homes for pets with issues and this is proof.
Further proof to stop the killing is Ellie.
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Ellie came to Pet Pals June 1st of this year. She was covered in mange and missing a leg. Ellie was injured when her owner's trailer house burned. Ellie's front leg was injured and when it became infected, she was finally taken to a veterinarian, but it was too late to save Ellie's leg and it was amputated.
Because Ellie was now "defective", her young owner tossed her into a small outside kennel and she was ignored for over a year.
When Ellie's young owner was moving, his Grandmother stepped in and told him he would do something with the poor dog and she called Pet Pals.
How do we turn down a dog without a chance to enjoy life when we are the only no-kill facility for miles around? We don't! Because of your donations, Ellie began her recovery process. While she was recovering, Ellie was posted on our large dog web page, but not on Petfinder.com because after all, who would want an almost bald three legged dog?
While talking with a potential adoptor for our Chihuahua, Licky, it was discovered they also wanted Ellie....AMAZING! Their comment was, "Why not adopt a dog missing a leg when our daughter was missing both legs!"
From the bottom of our hearts, thank you Jan, Benny and Missy for adopting Licky and Ellie!
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Ellie Home!
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Need more proof?
Kong pictured below was finally adopted a couple weeks ago after being here for over a year. He was turned into a kill facility who wanted the best for him so they relinquished him to Pet Pals.
Other Rescues would not take him due to his old age.They missed out on a great opportunity to enjoy the love he gave! Thank you for adopting him, Bonnie and Chad! 
From Nathan Winograd:
As I write in my upcoming book Irreconcilable Differences,
Nationwide lifesaving success will be achieved only when all shelters and all
animal protection groups embrace the No Kill paradigm that says that the killing
in our nation's shelters must end-and not when we "respect" opposing views that
accept and legitimize that killing.
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Thank you, Harold! 
We would like to give praise to all the hard working truckers who transport pets to help us save lives.
Our hero award this month goes to Harold! Harold transported two of our furkids, Licky and Ellie to their forever home. It is so nice to put our pets in his hands in Cheyenne, WY one day and the next day they were in their home in Oregon. He continued to check on our pets two days later. Thank you Harold! (Click Harold's picture or click here to visit his awesome web site!)
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Starved & Beaten
 From last month's newsletter: A severely beaten, starved dog was rescued and is now in our foster home. Her playmate was hung. Her sickening story is pending. As promised, here is the story: Birdie and a buddy started life with an older man who tried to care for them. For reasons known only to him, he started drinking and stayed drunk for days on end. As his health deteriorated he started to forget that he had two dogs. Birdie's buddy tried jumping out of the kennel in search of food, but caught her foot and hung from the chain link fencing for two days before someone called a family member to come and help her. She had to have her leg amputated but at least the family gave her a new home. Poor Birdie was left behind and forgotten. She too tried jumping out of the kennel, but the old man saw her and chained her inside the kennel. She would go days without food or water. When she would try to get out of the kennel, he would beat her. One day the old man decided to go camping 30 miles away and he took Birdie with him. She hadn't been off her chain in a long time. She took advantage of the situation and went on a romp when the man passed out. Birdie was left behind when the old man went home. It took her three weeks to find her way back to the only home she had known. Birdie must have had an angel watching over her to help her navigate the coyotes, rattlesnakes and weather. A mail carrier tried to help and watched Birdie travel up to fifteen miles a day while stealing food from farm houses. Birdie was so scared she would just run and run when someone would slow down to help. After returning home, she was severely beaten again and tossed in the kennel with no food or water. When the old man fell ill, another family member came and took him to the hospital and remembered poor Birdie out back. The family member was so upset to see the condition Birdie was in, she thought the only kind solution was to take Birdie out and end her misery by shooting her. Thankfully someone told her about Pet Pals!! HURRAY!!! It took three people to get Birdie out of her doghouse because she thought she was going to be beaten again. Now Birdie is in foster care. It will take many, many months of kindness, love and food for Birdie to fully regain her health and trust people again. Birdie was finally healthy enough to be spayed which was done this last Sunday, August 29th. (Yes, Sunday.... While some sit in church, we ARE doing God's work.) We will keep you posted on Birdie's progress. Another Soul Dumped in the Country: Baby Rita is a VERY smart Labrador puppy who was dumped out in the country. At only about five months old she had to fend for herself. Most likely her litter mates were killed by coyotes or shot. Rita is fearful of other dogs but is learning they aren't going to hurt her. She found her way to a farm house and had to sneak food before the farm dogs attacked her.Thanks to the loving care of our foster home she quickly gained weight from the starved little skeleton that she was.She has never had an accident in her crate at night after learning which crate was hers after being shown ONCE. Did I say she was smart? Rita was also spayed this last Sunday and is ready for her new home. Being on the calm side, she is going to make some family very happy for many years to come. Click Rita's picture to visit our baby site!This is your donations at work! THANK YOU for helping us save lives. |
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Skunks as Pets!
I received my first pet skunk, May 23, 2000. Sweet Pea was just barely two weeks old, eyes still closed and needing to be bottle fed. Sweet Pea was an awesome baby and grew into the most loving, wonderful, and funny little girl. Skunks have been a huge part of my life ever since, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I can remember always wanting a skunk, never really believing I would ever have one. Now years later, how my life has changed!!! I have learned new-found respect, love, and a more challenging way of life. These little critters are the most playful, gentle, loving and curious pets. Though be sure, I have loved every dog, cat, bird, fish and scaly critter I have been fortunate to have in my life, but my skunks are uniquely special. I have asked several of my other "skunkie" friends to explain the bond that happens between skunks and the people they own, and none of them or I, seem to know quite how to explain it. We just know it exists. When I take my skunks out to socialize, they attract a great deal of attention and, as you might imagine, many questions. "Is that a skunk?" "Does it stink?" Rebel, Dixie, Sadie, Nubie and Meka are always very well behaved and most people we meet leave with a very positive feeling about them. However, I never try to encourage people to run out and get one for a pet. Although adorable, skunks are not the right pet for everyone. They require a great deal of specialized care, not necessarily difficult, but much more involved than just opening a can, or bag of dog food. Skunks need a species appropriate diet, including bugs, raw meat, eggs, and vegetables. Skunks have many other specialized needs, and anyone considering a skunk as a pet should do sufficient research to see if a skunk would fit into their lifestyle. Web sites as Skunks As Pets, Striped Bandits, Skunk Friends, and yahoo groups as Top Secret Private List are a few of the Internet groups,which are excellent sources for research and information. Snack time! | Veterinary care for skunks can also be a challenge. I have been extremely fortunate to find the level of veterinary care mine get. My veterinarian is awesome, but most vets will not care for skunks, at least here, in Wyoming. In other areas, especially in the Eastern states, skunk vet care is more available, although sadly, not always good. Skunks have been domestically bred for almost one hundred years. They are legal to own in seventeen states. Skunks are even sold around the world and kept as pets in several countries. Needless to say, pet skunks should be obtained from licensed breeders, pet stores, or rescue groups, and not taken from the wild. Skunks are independent thinkers, exceptionally intelligent, frighten easily, and never forget slights done to them. Fortunately, for those of us who love them, they eventually do learn to forgive. It takes a lot of patience and love, and some of them just never learn to trust completely again. Rescued skunks fall into the last category often. Finally, be advised that unending patience is a must if you plan to have pet skunks; They are much like having a very demanding, perpetual two year old living in your home. I happen to love two year olds! Submitted by Cam and her little "stinkers"!! 
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Rosie Update
Rosie continues to improve daily after her hip surgery. She still walks with a limp but is not in as much pain as before her surgery. Last week Rosie was taken to the veterinarian to see how she was recovering. Rosie is so lucky; she got to see two vets! They recommended waiting before operating on her second hip. This will give her time to heal from her first surgery, Pet Pals time to gather up funds and time to see if her hip joint is going to deteriorate or possibly hold in place. Who knows, she might even find a forever home! Contact us, if you are interested in adopting sweet Rosie! Click her picture or here to visit her web page. |
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It is so, they are all God's children.
Mother Teresa
YOU have made our work of love possible, won't you please continue?
Click the above biscuit to help save a life, THANK YOU!
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Contact Information
phone: 307-532-3861
Pet Pals, Inc.
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We hope you have enjoyed our second electronic newsletter. Please feel free to send us any suggestions, opinions or letters you would like to see in our next issue.
Do not hesitate to forward to your friends.
Thank you,
Have a Safe Labor Day weekend! (Don't forget to buckle up your furkids!)
Your Pet Pals
PS. As always...Keep ID tags on your fixed pets and don't forget to e-mail us with the location of the hidden needle in this issue. If you are first to find it, we will send you a FREE ID tag!
We have at least one AWESOME fan!!
Sadie starting to proof the newsletter!
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Sadie looking at Kong!
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Sadie looking at Ricky!!
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And to think Sadie was at a local pound and going to
be sent to a college to be experimented on....
How CRUEL!
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