Jaime Update

He is the smartest, spunkiest BT I've seen in years and we're SO lucky to have him in our family. Another failed foster....

-- Joy Riley

Update on Benny

Beautiful Benny, after being liberated from the Atlantic City shelter by Maria Eftimiades, is now living a happy, loving existence with Andrea Giordano. Just see how happy he looks!

New Foster Brody

Brody is a 10 year old pup, who was found as a stray in New York City. He was taken to the Manhattan Animal Control Center, where he was discovered to have a perianal hernia.

This little man really needed our help. Tara Bruno pulled him from the shelter, and took him to Carolyn McCarthy at Kamp Kanine.

For everyone who works so hard at fundraising, this is why we need to do whatever we can to raise money. If not, then Bostons like Brody wouldn't have a chance.

He was diagnosed as having a bilateral perianal hernia. It is not a mass, but rather his organs pushing out. It is not painful and he is in good spirits despite the weight pulling at his hind end. He will be having surgery to remove this shortly.

If I Didn't Have Animals

If I didn’t have animals…

I could walk around the yard barefoot in safety..



My house could be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.

All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would be free of hair.



When the doorbell rings, it wouldn't sound like a kennel.


When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through fuzzy bodies who beat me there.

I could sit on the couch and my bed the way I wanted, without taking into consideration how much space several fur bodies would need to get comfortable.


I would have money, and no guilt to go on a real vacation.

I would not be on a first-name basis with 6 veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grandkids through college.




The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: out, sit, down, come, no, stay, and leave him/her/it ALONE.

My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates or barriers.


I would not talk 'baby talk'. 'Eat your din din'. 'Yummy yummy for the tummy'..

My house would not look like a day care center, toys everywhere..



My pockets would not contain things like poop bags, treats and an extra leash.

I would no longer have to spell the words B-A-L-L,, F-R-I-S-B-E- E, W-A-L-K,, T-R-E-A-T,, B-I-K-E,, G-O, R-I-D-E




I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as outside.



I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE dog/cat ties them down too much.



I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading 'mud' season.

I would not have to answer the question 'Why do you have so many animals?' from people who will never have the joy in their lives of knowing they are loved unconditionally by someone as close to an angel as they will ever get.

How EMPTY my life would be!!!

-- Contributed by Amy Jansky

Duke is Adopted

Congratulations to Duke, who went to his forever home yesterday! And many, many thanks to his foster Mom Beth McFadden!

Ori's Spay

Ori went in for her spay today. It ended up being a longer ordeal than expected, but she is doing well and will recover just fine. I brought her in this morning and the techs fell in love with her right away. Ori cantered around the clinic with them and even tried to get a hold of a grinch stuffy that was behind the desk : ) All her preop blood work came back fine and early afternoon I received a call saying she was out of surgery.
We knew she had 1 mammary tumor that needed to be removed. In addition to that tumor a second one was found when she was opened up. I guess it was pretty rough on the inside of Ori. Lots of adhesions and scar tissue from previous surgeries (C- sections presumably.) It looks like she popped out litter after litter of puppies in her 4 short years. As if that wasn't enough, there was a hernia that the doctor was able to repair as well. So in addition to losing a leg, O is now short a nipple too : ) Good thing she doesn't need it any more!!!
I was listening to the vet tech on the phone and I am so grateful that O is going to do just fine. I hate how a puppy mill is run. My poor little girl suffered so someone could make money off her and her puppies. People can be so sick and twisted...

I was able to pick O up earlier than expected and as they brought her out to me, she looked so out of it! Her jowls were extra droopy and when the tech finally let me hold her she fell asleep again in my arms. She couldn't quite seem to get comfy on the car ride home. She wobbled enough in the grass to pee and then before she would settle on the couch for me she peed on the carpet. I let her finish there so she could rest again! She was and is still so drowsy that she hasn't eaten or drank anything yet today. I was able to give her just a tiny bit of water when she perked up just a few minutes ago and now she is back to snoozin' on the couch.

As I was getting ready last night for her ride over this morning, I pulled out Tink's "snow puppy princess blanket" as Nick and I like to call it. It is a handmade fleece blanket that a dear friend and Woofer made for Tink as a beautiful gift several years ago. I stood in the doorway of the linen closet last night and stared at the blanket that I haven't been able to pull out for 6 months. While I was standing there thinking of all the occasions Tink used this blanket, I decided that Ori needed that special blanket on her surgery day. So I took the snow puppy princess blanket out of hiding. Ori had it with her in the car and all day at the vets and now she's snuggled up on it on the couch. It seemed fitting and beautifully sad...

So here we are, ready to recover. We will do our best to keep her quiet for the next week or so, but we all know how that goes with Miss O... : )

-- Vicki Rowe, And Tinker Makes Threeer.blogspot.com/