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Timothy O'Leary DVM


Drug House Dog

The Quest

The Quest
The Holy Grail of sticks

Victory Lap

Victory Lap
Buzzing the Geese

Puppy Mill

Puppy Mill
These dogs were among 80 seized via search warrant execution

Puppy Mill

Puppy Mill
Caged for life

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

ANIMAL KARMA by timothy o'leary dvm

The farm trails now connect to State land so we run the K-9s, goats and a small gaggle of cats up away from civilization. Last Friday Emma (cruelty case) ran off with Sam ( new arrival West Va. houndy thing) and Bigzy (Katrina pit). Ended up short one Emma.

Searched on horseback without success. No cowboy here. My horse a buckskin named "Burro" (with good reason) resented being separated from his room mate. Sooooo first he tries the "reary uppy move" while I'm leading him. Now in the movies the guy just stands there and holds the reins while he circles around throwing his horsey hissy fit. Did they show the scene where the old cracked reins break off a foot from the horse's head? After a brief delay and fitted with a new steering wheel we set off along with Rudy (German Shorthair Pointer) Sam and Hank (the uninvited horse frightening wolfty looking dog).

At frequent intervals I would stop, stand up in the stirrups and whistle which would be followed by a bellicose winne by Burro calling for his friend. I got pretty good at that. And more confident, so why bother to stop. I whistle by cupping my hands together. So here I am trotting along like an Indian scout in the saddle when suddenly the family jewels are in my chest. The strirrup had broken.

I think my personal best occurred while clinbing out of a ravine. Burro was using his momentum to accelerate up the incline. I was seated leaning to the right, with the edge of the saddle up my butt to counter the natural rotation due to the single stirrup . No problems until my cell phone rang. Naturally the world would end if I didn't answer. Apparently Burro had never heard a cell phone before. Sooooo as we rapidly approach the top of the roller coaster Burro makes his move. Gallop under the leaning tree and see if you can remove the rider's head. Never found my glasses.

Sam sent a rather sleepy raccoon up a tree so of course all had to wait until the dog with the brand new name got bored. Two turkeys and one doe later we were all together again moving through ever more dusky woods (lions and tigers and...).

That was a week ago. Emma is either too embarassed to come home or a coyote has a stomach ache (dogs have a lot of grizzle).

Yesterday Laurie and I decided to go out to lunch for a much needed break in the action. Driving home from her job, she spots three of our pigs and our five goats next to a dairy barn and dangerously close to a particularly nasty neighbor. So much for a quiet lunch. We quickly grab all the pig bribes we can muster and race down the road to recover our little darlings. Of course they had been binge eating on apples for the last mile (kind of like using pennies for bribes).
We pull in to meet the obligatory farm dogs. Doris has pulled a 700# vanishing act and 900#Roy is digging in for a nap. The others are in total opposite direction mode. The first dog was suspicous yet friendly followed by a small brindle pit with a broken face........ Emma.


Anonymous said...

You seem to be pretty relaxed about the fact your animals can run away and come to harm. There's this thing they invented in 1182BC called a "fence". Get it?

Fence off a large section of land for the animals to run in AND keep an eye on them, otherwise you're putting them at risk of predators, cars, injury, exposure, starvation and "nasty neighbors" if they run away. And THAT makes you just as bad as they people you rescue these poor animals from.

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