Showing posts with label bath-time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bath-time. Show all posts

Sunday, March 24, 2013

Sunday's Gratitude: Being a Caretaker



Today’s post is short. Yesterday was the opening day of PSAC (conference) games for the Kutztown University Golden Bears baseball, of which Hubs is an assistant coach. I had hoped to do a super-fun post about baseball, maybe doll Wiley up in some KU gear, etc.  Unfortunately my husband has been battling a sinus infection for two weeks, and he was just too sick to go. He was trying to talk me into it, but I was a tyrant and put my foot down.  In ten years I have never seen him miss a conference game, and we were all disappointed. Good news though: they won both games!

 
















Anyway, I decided to try to take Wiley for a bath on my own since we had to cancel our game plans. It’s definitely not a one-person job, and I have no pictures this time because believe me I had my hands full. As a reward for Wiley, since he shook from head to toe as soon as we pulled into the pet store parking lot, I got him another squeaky tennis ball. That is definitely not my favorite toy for him but he really loves them. Look how eagerly he’s awaiting it ---->:





 His hair is quite funky when it’s not completely dry but I just couldn’t force him to endure the blow dryer anymore. It’s his least favorite part, and that’s saying something.  

 
















He was a good boy the rest of the time in the store but as always, he’s happiest when he gets home.  Check him out in the picture below, sleeping on my legs on Friday night. Yes, they were completely numb.




Today I'm worn out from my nurse duties and my solo bath experience. However, I'm not too tired to remind you to take some time to get your rescue story to me if you haven’t yet.  Wiley and I really look forward to reading and sharing them!


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Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Jesse and Dora


 Jesse and Dora were in the Jerusalem SPCA in Jerusalem, Israel, when Santa Claus offered to save them for Carrie and her family around Christmas of 2004.  Carrie wanted to get two cats, but her husband Scot would only agree to it if he had a say in the choice, since he did not consider himself a "cat person."


In the shelter, the cats were in cages that were overflowing, and they were allowed to come and go. Some just wandered off in fact.  When Scot first stepped into the cage, a kitten wrapped itself around his neck and purred and purred. Decision made!  



Jesse had a weepy eye and cataracts, even as a kitten. Not only would his physical defects have worked against him in the adoption process, but he was also mostly black. The woman at the shelter told Carrie no one would have adopted him because black cats are perceived as very unlucky in their culture, more so than ours even. So she thanked Carrie and Scot for saving his life.


A two-headed cat is snuggling with Thomas.
 Dora and Jesse are very good with the children in the household: Thomas, Maggie, Scoty, and Georgia.  Actually there's a new baby too but the cats haven't met her yet.

"Hi guys! Need any help?"

 Jesse is the more affectionate of the two, but both of them sit pretty close in the wintertime when the heat isn't nearly efficient enough. 


Dora climbs the ladder of Maggie's bunkbed to wake her for school. She also is very particular about her television preferences. 

"Turn off the Puppy Bowl!"


Both endure being dressed up by Georgia, and Jesse sleeps with Georgia at night too so there are no hard feelings there. 


 They have plenty of big and little hands to give them attention, and they even have a balcony for bird watching! 


 Although, one time Jesse got way braver than he should have and leapt off the balcony onto the neighbor's below, via a clothesline!  GAH! It sounds like the plot of a Sylvester and Tweety cartoon. Luckily Jesse was unhurt, and he never tried that again.

The window is a nice safe place for a stare-down.
 These two cats have purred their way into Carrie's and Scot's home. They've made Carrie a bigger "cat person" than she ever expected to be, and Scot may never admit it, but he has a soft spot for them too. Wiley and I are so excited to share an international tale of his arch enemies: cats!  He feels very cosmopolitan and open-minded right now.


Wiley asked me to share one more thing.  In one of my December posts, I had asked you to keep a new-born baby, Charlotte Josephine, in your prayers because she needed open-heart surgery.  Well Carrie and Scot are Charlie Jo's parents, and I'm pleased to use this post to give you an update. That's her, looking silly up there.^^  Below is her two-month picture, and you can see she is happy and thriving! 


Thanks for joining us in supporting all kinds of rescue stories, and thanks to Carrie for sharing Jesse and Dora's story.  Don't forget to share your rescue story, and follow us on social media like Twitter @RescueDogBlog and Facebook.







Saturday, January 26, 2013

What did you miss? 1/20-1/25





The Rescue Dog blog was all over the place this week. The post that took the most time to write was Tail to the Chief, which is a quick walk through some of the more famous presidential pets who resided in the White House. Wiley and I were shocked when we learned about Lincoln's goats, and moved by the touching memorial to FDR's dog Fala.


We also shared Wiley's feelings towards bath-time. Here's a hint if you haven't read it yet:  he is not a fan.  Neither is Jackson, the dog featured in the short and very cute video featured below.

Click on the picture to watch the video.
There was a tribute to Mac, who has gone to the Rainbow Bridge, and the most heroic and heart-warming rescue dog story we've ever featured.  Just to remind everyone how important it is to rescue any and all animals we can, we featured Goose, an orange tabby, and this upcoming week we will meet Eddie, his equally cute brother.  

Finally, we got some new stories this week at the blog, so Wiley and I will be working hard to write up some happy furever home posts. However, we will definitely need more so please keep sharing. Also, we are still accepting pics for our Animals Behaving Badly feature post this week.  For example, here's Wiley with the mousetrap he sprung and stole without hurting himself in the slightest. I have no idea how. I was mopping and heard a lot of noise, and turned around to see this:


On Wednesday we will share the pictures we've gotten so far, and they are great! Please, if you have caught your pet misbehaving, even if it's not a dog or not a rescue, we'd love to share it.







Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Bathing like a Roman: Publicly


Wiley doesn't like bath-time. He was an adult when we got him, so we have no idea what his previous bath experience was. However, trying to give him a bath in our small cramped bathroom at home was painful, both mentally and physically. After Rosco's mom said she had tried the self-serve pet baths at our local Pet Supplies Plus,  I mentioned it to my husband, who was thrilled with the idea.

When we first got Wiley, his hair was cut short, it was pretty dull, and his skin was dry and flaky. He had little hot spots and was constantly scratching. A quality low-grain diet, herbs to manage anxiety, and just a happier life in general have cleared up most of his hair and skin issues.   Here he is at the beginning:



It was hard to appreciate his beautiful cinnamon color.








When we give him a bath, we take care to use high quality products. Although Pet Supplies Plus has their own shampoos,  we were excited to try the new soap he got from Leroy for Christmas.


The Rocky Top Soap Shop, whose web address is printed above, also has an etsy store than you can visit by clicking the picture. I was dubious at first about using a bar of soap rather than a bottle, but it actually turned out to be much more convenient! You'll see when you get to the pictures.

So we got Wiley to the store, which he is only gradually getting used to. New things take him awhile.  The set-up is very convenient. There are pull-out stairs to get him into the huge tub, even though he was a bit too reluctant to use them and required some gentle prodding.  Then we slid the door closed, seen below, and secured him with a slip knot. He's quite a jumper; we've seen him in action.


After that I put on a long plastic apron and went to work.  First I sprayed him from top to bottom, which was so easy in the generously sized tub. At home we don't even have a removable shower head, so it's almost impossible.















In this picture you can see a lot
of suds under my fingers from 
just the gentlest scrub. It's not good for the 
dog to scrub vigorously down into his skin.

The bar of soap eliminated trying to balance the shampoo bottle, squeeze it, and control the poured amount without wasting it. 


The next advantage to Dog 'Poo is that it washes out very easily. I didn't feel any sticky residue, and for Wiley the whole experience was over quickly.


Of course, even more devastating to him than the bath is the blow dryer. However there was no way that much wet dog hair was going back in the car without drying it at least partially.  So he had to endure the horrible air monster.




Here he is doing his best pleading look.


Once he was mostly dry, we called it quits. We took him around the store so he could pick a reward. He was interested in some treats near the counter, but we got him a number of different things just because he was behaving so well.



He let strangers pet him, which used to be a majorly scary experience for him. He sniffed the rawhide with interest, whereas when we first took him a year ago he wanted to leave immediately. Pet Supplies Plus has a lot of products that are made in America and of good quality, so we tend to treat him well, pun intended.







Once it was all over we headed home, much to Wiley's relief.  I'm really glad we decided to try the self-pet wash.  With his fear of strangers and new experiences, I'm not comfortable taking him to a groomer and leaving him there. For less than ten dollars we can get the job done, expose him to new people and places, and teach him the world can be a safe, if wet, place. 

"This is my dignified look."
 Here he is a few days later, when I told him to pose to show everyone how lustrous and shiny his clean coat was.

"Do I look dignified?"
"Get my good side."



















There are links to both the soap shop and the pet store in the post above, but I'll also link to them here in case you want more information.  How does your pet handle bath time? Tell us about it, show us some pictures, share some tips. Be interactive! 


 Email me at pabibliophile@gmail.com to tell me your rescue pet's story and I'll feature it here on the blog. Don't forget to follow us on social media too!




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