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From an InCity Times reader: My little Sweetpea!

Rescued: Sweet Sweetpea!!!

Last May while looking at the plights of homeless and abused animals on facebook, we saw a pair of little white adorable pitbull mix puppies that had been rescued by Second Chance Rescue in New York City.

We contacted them with questions about the dogs, who looked very thin and lost – and were sad to hear they had been rescued from irresponsible kids who were selling them on craigslist at only 2 weeks of age, and they were both very ill with pneumonia and other serious health issues.

After 6 weeks in the Animal Clinic of Harris Court in Flushing, NY, only one puppy was healthy enough to be adopted.

Their wonderful Kelcy agreed to meet us halfway in Wallingford in mid-June to pick up the sweet little “Sugar,” about 10 weeks old, who we then named “Sweetpea.” She is now a year and a half years old and is incredibly sweet, super friendly and extremely affectionate.

She comes to work with us every day, meets lots of people (and dogs) and absolutely LOVES everyone!  She has incredible energy and is very playful and healthy .

From now on, she will only know love, comfort and kindness.

Kathy Lewis

TWEAKED: A morning spent with a German Shepherd Dog …


By Rosalie Tirella

… is a morning well-spent!

The Old Injun Fighter and I went down to look at the female German Shepherd Dog, “Queenie”  (the name would be dreadful if it didn’t remind me of the Chuck Berry song)  and to drive her to his house to see if she’d get along with his German Shepherd Dog, Spark. We got her and drove her by his house but we did not introduce the two ‘pups” to each other on Spark’s territory – the OIF’s lawn, backyard, driveway porch. It all happened in a parking lot (I insisited!) on Park Ave. THE OIF walked to his house to get his dog. I stayed with Queenie in the parking lot.

Quite a lot of tension (both dogs are so stubborn and strong-willed!) (both humans are so stubborn and strong-willed!)

Rose to the OIF: If he hurts her, I’ll fucking kill you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Finally, after 20 minutes of Rose-OIF bickering and my refusal to put the two big together (fear of a big fight – they are both alpha’s), the OIF – being a real man and not a nothing-burger like the WPI kid in the parking lot who said he’d help but when I tried to give him Queenie’s lead, just shook his head and jumped into his expensive car with his girlfriend and drove off, laughing, of course – got them together!

That’s why, no matter what, I adore the OIF: He would never act stupidly like the WPI kid, who was bigger and maybe stronger than the OIF. The OIF is always a man. So …

OIF to Rose: Give me the dog!

Rose: No!

OIF: Give me the dog!

Rose: No!

OIF: Give me the dog!

I did, and the OIF, holding one dog’s lead with one hand and the other dog’s lead with the other hand, put the two canines together.

I shut my eyes.

Then I opened them to see Queenie wagging her tail and trying to lick Spark’s snout!

The chemistry was there – not between me and the OIF – but between the Spark and Queenie!

The OIF smiled. I heaved a sigh of relief and went over to the OIF and gave him a kiss on the cheek, which he offered to me quite seriously.

When it was time to take Queenie back (the OIF is picking her up for good on the weekend), the ride back to her foster home was celebratory.


I fed her Jett’s treats (Jett stayed home) and a bit of bagel and some Dunkin Donut’s half and half creamer, which she daintily licked out of its teeny cup. A few minutes later she licked my face as I was driving. Thank you, Mommy! she was telling me. The OIF was in the passenger’s seat, now complaining about one of his carpentry jobs and the human race in general (his way of being happy!). I chimed in with my opinions – and it was like old times: me, the OIF and a happy dog in the back seat of a vehicle! We both know we rescued a big, kinda sad GSD that has needed a forever home (for about a year).

These dogs look tough and big but they aren’t weapons! When I babysit Queenie, I am treating her like I treat Jett! Car rides, walks in parks, meeting half of Worcester. I took her to the Broadway Restaurant on Water Street (the OIF was fuming!!) to show her to owner Billy (a dog aficionado). He wasn’t around, so Queenie met the waitresses!

The OIF to Rose: I’m gonna need a tranquilizer!

Rose: BE HAPPY! THIS IS A GOOD DAY!!!!! She’ll love The Broadway!!!

Queenie savored the jaunt, the treats – her special day. She napped in the back seat … I got wicked attached to her and said to the OIF: I WANT HER!

But “Queenie” is the OIF”s dog now. Her life is with him – and will be “serious,” as he is a serious/tough (but good) guy. Queenie will not be driving around with him to job estimates or to the grocery store to pick up milk or maybe even to parks to romp (the way she would if I were her owner). But she will be fed great very expensive dog food, get excellent vet care, enjoy two good walks a day, and receive “serious”/low key affection from the OIF. She will stay at home, with Spark, “guarding” the Old Injun Fighter’s house. A working dog. Sigh … But not too bad a life …

I love you, Little Queenie! I will miss you, girl!!!


I helped rescue a dolphin – which is why I don’t eat seafood!

By Bobbie Mullins

By now, most people have seen or heard about the viral video of two anglers freeing an endangered whale who was entangled in fishing gear, possibly sea-bass or lobster traps, off the Virginia coast. The whale-North Atlantic right whale No. 3123, one of fewer than 400 of her kind in existence-wasn’t the first marine mammal to have become entangled in fishing gear, and she certainly won’t be the last. In fact, such unintended victims of fishing nets, lines and traps-so-called “bycatch”-are one reason why I don’t eat seafood. I came face to face with one of those victims myself more than 15 years ago.

My husband and I were cruising on our 35-foot sailboat on the Intracoastal Waterway near Charleston, S.C., when we heard a call come over the radio about a distressed dolphin just ahead of us. We soon came upon the small dolphin, who was hopelessly entangled in what appeared to be a crab pot. The youngster was obviously exhausted and barely able to summon the strength to surface for air. We radioed the Coast Guard but were told it wouldn’t be able to get anybody out for a couple of hours. Looking at the young dolphin struggling to breathe, we feared that he wouldn’t be able to hang on for that long.

We set out an anchor, and my husband hung off the transom with a knife and began sawing away at one of the lines. It was extremely difficult work, since every time he picked up the line, which was wrapped around the dolphin’s tail, it forced the dolphin’s head underwater, and he thrashed in panic. Finally, the line broke, and the dolphin immediately sped forward-but he wasn’t free of all the lines and buoys yet. Right about then, some men in a small motorized skiff came along, and my husband “commandeered” it to pursue the dolphin and remove the rest of the lines. “The dolphin is free,” we later radioed, and cheers went up across the airwaves.

This dolphin and the rescued right whale are not anomalies. According to the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration, more than 100,000 marine mammals and a staggering 1 million seabirds die every year because of ingestion of and entanglement in marine debris.

Commercial fishing practices are highly efficient-and highly destructive. Factory fishing trawlers use enormous nets that vacuum up everything in their path. Such nets are believed to be responsible for the deaths of nearly 1,000 marine mammals every single day.

Longline fishing for tuna and swordfish-in which dozens of miles of fishing line is barbed with thousands of hooks- “accidentally” kills hundreds of thousands of sea turtles, sharks, dolphins and albatrosses every year.

Shrimp trawlers may throw up to 85 percent of their haul back into the sea, making shrimp perhaps the most lethal seafood that a person can eat.

Thanks to such rapacious overfishing, the population of the world’s large predatory fish, such as tuna, swordfish, flounder and cod, has been decimated by 90 percent since 1950. According to the Food and Agriculture Organization of the United Nations, nearly 80 percent of the world’s fish stocks for which data are available are fully exploited, overexploited or depleted.

Personally, I cannot support such wholesale slaughter on the high seas. Fish are intelligent animals and have been documented using tools. Recent research indicates that dolphins come up with distinct names for each other. An all-you-can-eat meal at the seafood buffet is simply not worth snuffing out the life of one of the last few right whales or loggerhead sea turtles or causing a dolphin to drown in panic.

So, you want to adopt/rescue a dog/pup?

By Deb Young

Congratulations! You’ve made the decision to bring a furry four-footed pooch into your home, making you an instant hero to your kids.

But before you settle on a breed, there are important lifestyle considerations to weigh, as each breed brings its own personality and needs to the mix.

A dog is a dog right?

No… Choosing a dog that suits you and your families needs and lifestyle is important.

Things to think about…

Are you and your family willing to make a 10 – 15 year commitment to this Dog?

How much room do you have & what age and size of dog is best for you?

So you have big back yard, then you can choose a dog that needs space to run, or if you have a small apartment, maybe you should stick to one of the toy breeds; but trust me, exercise needs are not based only on size.

There are many small/medium size dogs that need lots of run around room. My Chihuahua is a good example, they may be the smallest breed, but, are they fast and they truly love to run!
They definitely don’t like being left alone, and will whine and cry, even if its only for short periods of time. They have voracious appetites for attention.

Toy dogs are fine-boned, touch-sensitive creatures that do not weather rough or clumsy handling well. They break relatively easily and are quicker to bite than their larger boned, mellower relatives.
While Saint Bernards are notably great with children, they may not be the best choice for families with small kids. The massive dog might knock over a child or even “smush them.”

And while some smaller breeds are terrific family dogs, others just aren’t, like Beagles can be snarky (but not all) and Labs and golden retrievers can be easygoing (but not always).

If there are youngsters in your household under seven years old, they are usually not developmentally suited for puppies 5 months old and under or toy-sized dogs of any age. Puppies have ultra sharp “milk teeth” and toenails and often teethe on and scratch children, resulting in unintentional injury to the child. The puppy then becomes something to be feared rather than loved.

At the opposite end of the spectrum, are there frail elderly or physically challenged individuals in the household? If so, strong vigorous adolescent dogs are not a wise idea. No aging hips or wrists are safe from a playful, jumping dog. . People who were one-breed fans throughout their lives may one day find that their favorite breed demands more than they can physically handle. The new dog must fit the current physical capabilities of his keepers with an eye toward what the next 10-15 years will bring.

An adult might be a better choice if you want to have a good idea of the true energy level, attitude, and temperament of your new dog

Senior Dogs should not be forgotten, Welcoming a senior dog into your home can be a wonderful way to bring joy to the golden years of a dog. Unfortunately, senior dogs are less likely to be adopted and often end up living out their lives in shelters or being euthanized. A senior dog can make a wonderful companion if you are looking for a lower energy dog.

Are allergies a concern?

Poodles and some terriers and schnauzers, for instance are best for people who are allergic to dog hair and dander.

Can you afford a dog?

Owners often underestimate the cost of pet ownership. It’s not just the adoption fee or where you’re getting it from … it’s visits to the vet, food, etc.

Choosing the family dog should include input from all family members with the cooler-headed, more experienced family members’ opinions carrying more weight.

Look at each breed you’re interested in and determine the exercise requirements, the grooming requirements, the temperament and trainability of each breed.

Dog day morning!

By Rosalie Tirella

What a great day to own a dog! To ride with my new dog Jett in my car – he feeling full of himself (finally!) – me having a blast watching a once abused dog grow more confident. (In Kentucky, where Jett’s originally from, the men treated him rough.) Which is why I don’t make Jett heel – he can lead me anywhere on our walks! I feed him apple slices, too, and carress his little chest while cooing: “Oh, you’re a brave little man!”

I take Jett everywhere and he meets everyone! He is so tentative, but I know he will come around … .

“Here,” I tell a friend, giving her a dog treat, “give Jett a cookie!” And Jett gets his cookie! (she must throw it at his paws and look away the first time. A few times later and Jett walks up tp her and takes the treat from her hand)

“Look! Here’s a Worcester park! Let’s go!” I say to Jett, and I open the car door and out Jett pops, and we play tag in the park! Jett is running circles around me; I am pretending I wanna catch him! When I tire and sit on a park bench my little pal stops running, walks over and stares at me, as if to say: “Why are you sitting this game out?” Continue reading Dog day morning!