That means that it’s time to save a life.
That was the name of the black tailed prairie dog that I worked with for years in my museum job. She passed away a few years ago at a good old age, but I still miss her. She was a bit pudgy even by prairie dog standards, but she was a cute little thing.
She loved to snack on nuts of different types, she was always amusing on stage when taken out for educational programs for kids and adults alike, and she loved her chin scritches. She was full of personality, quite content to tell you to bugger off when she didn’t want to be bothered, loved to make up her own comfy sleeping spaces, and was a little tyrant when she felt like it. I learned a lot about prairie dogs because of her, so when I received the following email from the HSUS I knew that I needed to talk about it, and talk about Clayton, here.
We’ve all seen the photos that float around on the internet. They show soldiers in Afghanistan or Iraq with their German Shepherds curled up together after a long day of work. The MP off duty with helmet for a pillow, her dog sitting dutifully by her side.
What you may not know is that the military currently classifies these animals as “equipment” and that when their working careers are over there is no guarantee that they’ll end up adopted or go home with their handlers.
Yesterday I saw the news that Michael Clarke Duncan had died and I was SO sad. His part in The Green Mile had really left me feeling like I knew him. As an actor he’d stepped out of himself and let the character fill him. In other words, he did a damn fine job and I really, truly respected that. Geoff and I both, when we heard the news separately, felt like we’d been socked in the gut.
This kind of news, however, I could read all day.
Dogs and politics always make
strange interesting bedfellows. One has only to check out Dogs Against Romney and read about the Seamus saga to know that, or to witness the swift death of Michael Vick’s career to know that being cruel to a dog is a great way to kill your public persona in the minds of the American public.
Regular readers around here will know that Geoff and I have a HUGE soft spot for animals. Ours are our kids and we’ll make sure that they eat and go to the vet before we go to the grocery store or the doctor. They are our family.
As a result, we spend a lot of time helping other animals, individuals, and rescue groups get animals in need the care and homes they need. Today I’m going to tell you about two of them. One of them is a lot luckier than the other but they’re both special in their own way. I hope you’ll take the time to listen to their stories and help if you can.