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eNEWSLETTER - AUGUST 2013 - CHALLENGE RESULTS, ADOPTION DAY & NEW PHOTOS
Sent: July 28, 2013
ALL CREATURES ARE TRULY SPECIAL, INC. (www.allcatsinc.org)
256 744 4805
Email: Carolyn@sandwave.net or Carolyngunter84@yahoo.com
P.O. Box 1095 Dawsonville GA 30534-0022
ALL DONATIONS ARE TAX DEDUCTIBLE
“There is nothing in the animal world, to my mind, more delightful than grown cats at play. They are so swift and light and graceful, so subtle and designing, and yet so richly comical.” Monica Edwards
“If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you; that is the principal difference between a dog and a man.” - Mark Twain
Shelter Challenge Update—As you know, a long-time supporter has pledged to match up to $1,000 in donations from shelter supporters in order to pay down the feed store debt. As of this writing (July 28), thanks to Michael and Lilli Godzosa, Nancy Denison, Bill Underwood, Sandy Briggs, Nancy Donahue, Jim and Diane Riddle, Karen Garvin and Mardi Hoofnagle we have received $715. The deadline for receiving donations for this purpose is August 20. Please help us reach this goal!!
The Story of Mildred--Mildred showed up near the creek with two puppies three years ago. I had no idea where she came from. I only knew she would come at night to eat any food we had left out for the raccoons. It was several days before I saw the puppies. When I discovered them, I fixed a place for all three under a tractor-trailer that sits in my back yard. I didn't try to get her into a pen because she growled at me if I came too near. I watched as she inspected the "home" I made. She approved by bringing her babies to the safety of a bed and plenty of food and water. We continued this arrangement for three weeks. Then the babies wanted attention and started coming out to be petted. At first, Mildred didn't like us to touch her babies but finally decided we could be trusted. She stopped growling at me when I went to put out food and water. It was funny how she always went to the creek for her own water but the babies drank what I poured fresh every day.
At the end of three weeks, my grandson, Anthony, started calling her to come up on the porch. He had placed a Dog-loo and bedding there. At first, Mildred wanted no part of it. Anthony brought her babies to the porch. They liked it there. They got petted every time anyone went in or out the door. After seeing this, Mildred joined them there. At first, Anthony was the only person she allowed to pet her head. Then she began to trust all of us to pet her.
One night, I heard a low growl coming from the porch. Going to investigate, I heard a voice calling "Where are you, you stupid dog?" Mildred grabbed up one of the pups and carried it back to the bed under the truck. Back in a flash, she carried the other one there, too. In just a minute, a man carrying a gun was in my yard. "Have you seen a female German Shepherd around here? She might have a couple of pups with her," he asked drunkenly. "No, no new dogs here," I said. "Would you like to look in my pens?" "No, I just need that dog back. It's time to breed her again. Last time she had mixed pups and I had to shoot them. That's not going to happen this time. I'll tie her a** to a tree this time." he slurred. "If you see her, call this number," he said while shoving a piece of paper at me.
Now, I knew why Mildred was hiding. She had managed to save two of her babies from being shot. She had obviously witnessed the others being killed. No way was I sending her back to that man! I did go to visit the woman who lived next door to that man. She told me of the horrors Mildred had survived--the taking away of puppies to be sold if they were purebred; the killing of them if they weren't. The poor dog always looked starved, especially when feeding babies
A couple of weeks later, the man was back. This time he wanted to see in my pens. I walked him through them. Coming out of the fences, Mildred could be seen sitting by the truck. He glanced at her. She growled. "My dog looks a little like that one, but not so fat. You shouldn't let them get fat. They don't respect you if you feed them too much," he said to me. "So, you know this isn't your dog?" I asked. "No way is that my dog. My dog growled at me, I would bust her mouth," he answered. So now it was official. Mildred was my dog and no one could say any different. Three days later, the man was found dead in his trailer. Can't say I cried any.
We built Mildred a pen of her own to share with her babies. She was spayed, so she would never again have to suffer the loss of pups. The pups grew to be as large as she is. One of them is named Aggie, the other Sandy. Both have been neutered. They are happy. Last week Mildred climbed from her pen and briefly disappeared, coming back to the door to be let in. After two days of this, I followed her. She went to the creek bank. As I watched, she put down a mouthful of food. In just a few seconds, there appeared two small puppies from the trees. They eagerly gobbled up the food. Mildred licked them down and lay down by them for a nap. I went to the sleeping trio and picked up the babies. Mildred didn't object. I carried them to her pen so she could continue to care for them without having to climb a fence. She knew they had been abandoned, and she intended to care for them the only way she could. I would have found them sooner or later, but Mildred couldn't wait for me. She is a wonderful dog. Even after all she had suffered, she still loves. That is the Miracle of Mildred.
See Mildred’s picture (and many of our other animals) on our website by clicking on “Our Animals” and then “Updated Shelter Photos.”
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ALL CATS, along with four other shelters, participated in an unusual adoption day program on Friday, July 26. To be able to adopt one of our animals, the prospective adopter had to have a statement from their vet, that we could verify, stating their previous association with them, or one saying this is the vet they intended to use--also to be verified.
When I was first invited to participate, I didn't think this concept would work. I am happy to report that I was wrong. All the workers put in an exhausting 12-hour day. At the end, among the five shelters, we adopted out 36 puppies and 18 kittens. Of these, eight puppies and three kittens came from ALL CATS. I know this is a good thing, but I could hardly stand to let them go. I did refuse to let one puppy go because it started crying when the people picked it up to leave. I tried to ignore the sound, but the puppy was looking over the shoulder of the young man wanting to adopt him with a terrified expression. I apologized to the young man, but Paul J came back home with me. And, I do feel good about bringing him home. He snuggled in my lap all the way.
The adoption proceeds went to sponsor a military dog's return to his former handler to be "just a pet" and never again have to sniff for bombs. We had all agreed that was a good use for the proceeds. More later on the actual return of this dog. All I know now is that he was to be put to sleep after serving his country. We helped give him a safe, civilian home. I think we did a good thing.
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STAMP REPORT—Since our last report, we have received 79 stamps (or a donation designated for their purchase) from Carol Cheney, Jamie Regain and an anonymous donor. Since June was such a tremendous month, we did have enough stamps to send out the newsletter and other mail. However, we now have a total of 13 stamps in inventory. Let’s make August a great month!
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THANK YOU—In addition to the specific “Thank You's” listed below, we want to thank each and every one of you who send us support—we couldn’t make it without you!!
To Carol Clenney for your regular monthly support for fuel and sponsorship.
To Mildred Ferrell for your monthly donation to use where most needed.
To Gloria Overbey for being such a consistent supporter.
To Jo-Anne Croghan for your contribution to “the Alabama shelter.”
To Bill Underwood for your extremely generous support “Of The Best” to help out with all of our needs—“on the weak side.” Your kind words and encouragement mean so very much!!
To Estelle Lemming for your contribution designated for wherever most needed—and your very kind words.
To Nancy Johnson for putting your support of our animals “ahead of a lot of what others consider more worthy.” And your opinion that our “work is MOST worthy.”
To Barbara Kanya, Michael & Lilli Godzosa and Karen Espinoza for your consistent monthly support.
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ITEMS ALWAYS NEEDED AND WELCOME
Many items we use to care for the safety and comfort of our animals are available at either Home Depot or Lowes. Gift cards from either place are much appreciated.
Gift cards for any other store at which we can buy items needed at the shelters, such as bleach, detergent, tall kitchen bags, paper plates, Pine-Sol, brooms, scrub buckets, dishwashing liquid, canned and dry cat food, dry dog food, cat and dog treats, and paper towels. Wal-Mart, Kroger, PETCO, PetSmart and Publix cards are especially welcome.
Any type of animal medicine.
A special gift designated to help with our veterinary bills.
Help with electric bill (latest bill was about $330) and/or garbage bill (currently $88.00).
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FROM THE NEWS—Philadelphia, PA – May 5, 2013- Last November, Uranie Roberts and her family—including her beloved cat Porsche, had to be evacuated by boat from their home in Toms River NJ after Superstorm Sandy hit the area. They temporarily relocated to a relative’s home in Point Pleasant. While the family was there, Porsche got out of the house and no one saw him again. They grieved but reluctantly accepted that he was gone for good. Until Wednesday, May 1. That was when Urainie’s daughter heard meowing from the back deck of their home. She walked toward the deck and saw something she never thought she would see again. “I saw the green eyes and I said, ‘My God in Heaven, it’s Porsche!’” Somehow the black cat managed to travel eight miles through storm destruction, traffic and even over a bridge. Despite all this, he was in good shape—his fur sleek and soft. Uranie says the only way to describe it is “a miracle.” FROM USNEWS.NBCNEWS.COM
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