Pets
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I have no problem with it! Although considering the number of postings that people will have to wade through first...I thought DSLR was a camera.
In any case, since you have included your animals that have passed on, can I add mine?
--Rich
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These are my doggies that have passed on...
Buddy lived to 14:
Lula wound up being a foster because Buddy didn't like her. He bit off her ear after she fought him over his food but they got along for the first few months:
This is Little. He dies of Kidney failure at 11. I inherited him from my parents after they died. We had him for a few years.
And this was our little Gemma whose life ended tragically a couple of years ago. She was only 9: We had her since she was a pup:
Buddy lived to 14:
Lula wound up being a foster because Buddy didn't like her. He bit off her ear after she fought him over his food but they got along for the first few months:
This is Little. He dies of Kidney failure at 11. I inherited him from my parents after they died. We had him for a few years.
And this was our little Gemma whose life ended tragically a couple of years ago. She was only 9: We had her since she was a pup:
Beautiful angels, in the heavens, watching over you
If hubby didn't keep me in check, my whole house would be full of animals. I fall in love with them, and fostering is hard - hard to let go. When I was doing TNR (trap-neuter-release), we also ran across cats that were abandoned or stray, and really weren't able to cope in a feral colony. So, we'd get them whatever medical care they needed, take them home, rehabilitate them and then adopt them out. It's just so sad
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The last time we got involved with a rescue, it was quite by accident. My husband took a drive over to the county recycling bins, which were basically a couple of roadside dumpsters with signs and cameras on them. He came home with these:
They were abandoned, dirty, and grungy...so of course we hustled them into this cat carrier and rushed over to our vet. Over the next month, we fed them, bathed them, gave them their eye drops and antibiotics, and fell madly in love!
We named them Rose and Sage. They never left our combined bathroom/closet area, which fortunately in that house was fairly large.
For some reason, Sage developed a passion for the Pyrex cup I used to fill their water bowl. I just had to photograph her through the glass.
And they grew big and strong and ferocious.
We already had two grown cats, and we knew we were eventually going to move, too, and could never handle 4 cats. So we were putting out the word for adoptions, and our former veterinarian, who retired and had actually sold her practice to the guy who was our current vet treating the kittens, ended up taking them. She didn't keep their names, but that's okay. Having a retired vet for a mom is about the luckiest thing that these little girls could have gotten.
My last picture of them before we took them over to give to the vet. Broke our hearts! But a happy ending. We'd do it all over again!
They were abandoned, dirty, and grungy...so of course we hustled them into this cat carrier and rushed over to our vet. Over the next month, we fed them, bathed them, gave them their eye drops and antibiotics, and fell madly in love!
We named them Rose and Sage. They never left our combined bathroom/closet area, which fortunately in that house was fairly large.
For some reason, Sage developed a passion for the Pyrex cup I used to fill their water bowl. I just had to photograph her through the glass.
And they grew big and strong and ferocious.
We already had two grown cats, and we knew we were eventually going to move, too, and could never handle 4 cats. So we were putting out the word for adoptions, and our former veterinarian, who retired and had actually sold her practice to the guy who was our current vet treating the kittens, ended up taking them. She didn't keep their names, but that's okay. Having a retired vet for a mom is about the luckiest thing that these little girls could have gotten.
My last picture of them before we took them over to give to the vet. Broke our hearts! But a happy ending.
We'd do it all over again!
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I adore the last pic. Just the way the one is slumped over the other.The last time we got involved with a rescue, it was quite by accident. My husband took a drive over to the county recycling bins, which were basically a couple of roadside dumpsters with signs and cameras on them. He came home with these:
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They were abandoned, dirty, and grungy...so of course we hustled them into this cat carrier and rushed over to our vet. Over the next month, we fed them, bathed them, gave them their eye drops and antibiotics, and fell madly in love!
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We named them Rose and Sage. They never left our combined bathroom/closet area, which fortunately in that house was fairly large.
For some reason, Sage developed a passion for the Pyrex cup I used to fill their water bowl. I just had to photograph her through the glass.
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And they grew big and strong and ferocious.
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We already had two grown cats, and we knew we were eventually going to move, too, and could never handle 4 cats. So we were putting out the word for adoptions, and our former veterinarian, who retired and had actually sold her practice to the guy who was our current vet treating the kittens, ended up taking them. She didn't keep their names, but that's okay. Having a retired vet for a mom is about the luckiest thing that these little girls could have gotten.
My last picture of them before we took them over to give to the vet. Broke our hearts! But a happy ending.
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I put a "cat tree" together from garden chairs my neighbours were throwing out. I would like one myself.
Totally awesome!
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Ha! I can hear the dog saying, "You are not taking a picture of me! No way!"
--Rich
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Such an inspiring story with a happy ending! They are adorable!The last time we got involved with a rescue, it was quite by accident. My husband took a drive over to the county recycling bins, which were basically a couple of roadside dumpsters with signs and cameras on them. He came home with these:
View attachment 24180
They were abandoned, dirty, and grungy...so of course we hustled them into this cat carrier and rushed over to our vet. Over the next month, we fed them, bathed them, gave them their eye drops and antibiotics, and fell madly in love!
View attachment 24181
We named them Rose and Sage. They never left our combined bathroom/closet area, which fortunately in that house was fairly large.
For some reason, Sage developed a passion for the Pyrex cup I used to fill their water bowl. I just had to photograph her through the glass.
View attachment 24182
And they grew big and strong and ferocious.
View attachment 24183
We already had two grown cats, and we knew we were eventually going to move, too, and could never handle 4 cats. So we were putting out the word for adoptions, and our former veterinarian, who retired and had actually sold her practice to the guy who was our current vet treating the kittens, ended up taking them. She didn't keep their names, but that's okay. Having a retired vet for a mom is about the luckiest thing that these little girls could have gotten.
My last picture of them before we took them over to give to the vet. Broke our hearts! But a happy ending.
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