Showing posts with label animal abuse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label animal abuse. Show all posts

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Quieres Comer?

English Way Below!
Hola otra vez!

Esta semana, no he querido comer nada. Mi mamá me ha dado 2 mil tipos de comida, pero ultimamente no me he gustado ninguna. Pero esta mañana, la gente estaba cocinando pancakes y olieron muy bien. Mi mamá me vio y me dijo "quieres algo para comer? te gustaría pancakes?"

Yo estaba muy emocionada y quería decir, "sí, por favor!" Por suerte, mi mamá puede leer mi mente, y a pesar de no decir nada, ella me dio un pancake. Fue lo mejor del mundo. Más tarde, ella me preparó otras pancakes de comida para perros. En serio! Puso los kibbles en la licuadora hasta convirtieron a un tipo de harina.

Pienso que mi mamá me quiere mucho. Y, la familia que quiere adoptarme le dijo a mamá que no tiene problemas con cocinarme pancakes :) Perfecto. Cuando sea grande, quiero ser gorda.

Hoy, recibí otro baño. No me gustaba el agua, pero disfruté el masaje con jabón. Después de bañar, corrí como loca alrededor la casa...comí otra vez, tiré mis juguetes, y ladré por primera vez (quería jugar con mis gatos...).

Mi juego favorito el día de hoy ha sido seguir a mi mamá en la casa, y cuando ella me da cuenta....corro a mi cama rápidamente. Pienso que este juego es muy divertido. Oh! Y a veces, mi mamá se esconde y me voy para encontrarla...y cuando la veo, corro a mi cama. Me gusta mucho correr a mi cama.

Todavía no he hecho mis cosas en el patio...ayer, el hombre de mi mamá quería dar(me) un paseo...
Discúlpame, pero...no voy a caminar a ninguna parte. Especialmente en la nieve. Y hoy, estaba muy distraída por las ardillas y los pájaros. Mi mamá ha construido otro plan, pero no va a funcionar. Nunca voy a usar el baño en la nieve.

Nunca. Me oyes? Bueno.

Le envié una foto a Bali. Mis padres no quieren que tenga novio pero...ya he tenido 30 perritos. Puedo hacer lo que quiera.

Hasta mañana,
Rosi, Rosa, Rosalia, Rosalina, Rosalinda, Linda Rosa, Rosa Chica, Chiquiturri, Chiquinina, Chiquilina.



Hey Again, 

In the week that I've been here, I've put my parents through a food saga. I basically hate everything they give me. I'll like something for about 3 minutes, but then I never want that food again. I have most enjoyed the kibbles they have here, but I have no teeth and it's hard to eat them. But this morning, my people were making pancakes and they smelled soooo good. I just wanted one so badly! So, my mom gave me a little bit of pancake and I loved it.

She knows that people food isn't really good for me, so she must really love me because she used the food processor to blend up my kibbles in a flour, which she then turned into a pancake. I ate it so fast! I could get used to a lifetime of pancakes (although I have a feeling they're going to try and ween me into some more natural form of dog food)...but really, my life's goal is to grow up and be fat.

Pancakes would be great for that.

Oh, today...I got another bath. I smell like peppermint...
I don't really like bathing, the water hose they use - despite being nice, warm water - makes me a little nervous. However, I am a big fan of being lathered up in soap. After my bath was over, I ran around the house super happy and crazy, and then threw all my toys, ate a little bit, tried to play with my cats and then .....

I barked for the first time (and only time).

My people are taking this to mean that I'm comfortable here...but I don't want them to think I'm too comfortable...then they might stop spoiling me. I can't take any chances, which is why I do super cute things like playing games with my mama.

Today's favorite game has been following her wherever she goes, and then when she turns around I run really really fast back to my bed. Also, she wanted to play hide and seek with me today...and so I'd come find her, and then when I did I'd get scared and run really, really fast back to my bed. I think the game I actually like to play is "run back to the bed as fast as I can."

I still haven't managed to use the bathroom outside. They keep trying, but I keep refusing. They've concocted a new plan...and I'm afraid it might work. But can you blame me for resisting? I never, ever want to use the bathroom in the snow. Ever. Would you?

Also, today...I sent a photo of myself to my Oaxacan boyfriend, Bali.

Until tomorrow, 

Rosa. 

Thursday, January 30, 2014

She Speaks, Again!

Rosa insists on keeping her own diary. I told her I'd be happy to write updates for her, but she reminded me that she'd been without a voice for long enough, and would really like to say things herself. (Hay español más abajo - las palabras de Rosa).

Good Evening!

So, this is my second blog entry. Call me the blog dog or something...I'm on a roll! Speaking of rolls, I watched Iggy roll off the couch a few times today. It was epic. He's really fat for a cat, and that really messes with his center of gravity.

A couple of interesting things happened today...

First, I got to try a new canned food which I really liked. It's Hawaiian BBQ and has inspired me to get a part time job waitressing so I can save up for a trip sometime. Unfortunately, when I told my parents of this plan they shot me down...telling me to calm down and be content where I am.

Have they been outside?
Oh...speaking of outside...my foster mom keeps taking me out there with a piddle pad, putting me on it, and saying "go peepee! go potty!" Seriously? I haven't seen her drop trow yet! I just sit there and look at her like "on your life." Eventually she gets cold and gives up.

Then, I run as fast as I can to the piddle pad and go pee. It's hilarious.

When I'm not faking my folks out into thinking I might actually pee outside (in your dreams), I'm either snoring in my bed...watching Vampire Diaries, or playing with my toys. Every day, I love my toys more and more. Seriously. I never knew I could have so much fun! I can play with my toys for a long time before I get tired.

I got caught doing something embarrassing today. You know how I was talking yesterday about how dogs who stick their tongues out are ugly? Well, I totally got caught by Matt with my tongue out. I was just thinking; it was my thinking face!

Also, I ran too fast and couldn't stop myself and I slipped all around and fell on my face and everyone laughed. Mom scooped me up and coddled me right away, but I was in shock at what had happened and hated being seen like that. She sat with me and we watched Vampire Diaries. I really hate Katherine and I continue to love Damon. He's so captivating and I can watch him all day.

Or at least for as long as he's on screen. But I'm not interested in anyone else....although dog-like sounds really grab my attention.

Other things I did today include licking Mom's fingers and sniffing the cats. I also watched as a homeless man tried to kidnap them. He smelled worse than I did, and I was really comfortable in my bed. He didn't seem that interested in me, and I wanted to see whether he would really try and share his sandwich.

By the way, I discovered the mirror. I love looking at myself in it...and sniffing it...
I'm so beautiful.

- Over and out.
Rosa

(Oh!, hablo español)

Buenas noches!!

Ayer, escribí solamente en inglés porque estaba muy cansada. Pero esta noche, voy a escribir en español!! Hoy ha sido un día muy peculiar. Tengo un gato gordo aquí y pasé mucho tiempo mirar a él. El pobre gato quiere tener agilidad pero...no la tiene. Me da mucho placer para verle.

En otras noticias...podía probar comida nueva esta tarde. Me gustaba mucho esta comida. El sabor es de Hawaii y me gustaría viajar por allá algún día. Quería trabajar en un restaurante pero mis padres me dijeron "no... no necesitas un trabajo! necesitas quedarte aquí."

Pero..por qué? No han visto en donde vivimos? Hace frío! No me gusta el invierno para nada!! Y mi mamá continua a llevarme al patio y me dice "haga pipi!" En serio? Ella no está haciendo la misma cosa...

Entonces, me gusta mucho sentarme y mirar a mi mamá hasta ella tiene frío. Después de entrar a la casa, corro muy rápido a mi papeles de entrenamiento y hacer mis cosas. Pienso que es muy gracioso.

Si no estoy jugando con mi gente, estoy jugando con mis juguetes. Me encanta mis juguetes. Cada día los me gustan más. Y también me gusta ver los Vampire Diaries. Estoy enamorada de Damon. No me importa alguien más. Sólo pago atención a la tele si Damon está hablando.

Otras cosas hice hoy:
- corrí demasiado rápido y me caí (pero mi mamá me ayudó).
- lamí los dedos de mi mamá
- olí a los gatos
- miraba mientras un hombre trató de robar los gatos a la casa...su olor estaba muy fuerte, más que yo, y pensé que compartiría su comida...pero mis padres lo pararon.
- me di cuenta al espejo por primera vez... me encanta el espejo, me gusta admirarme...

Soy linda. Soy hermosa.
Y ahora, me voy.

Besos xoxo
Rosa.

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Play Day

All the awesome things Rosa has been up to today, in list form:
Todas las cosas extraordinarias Rosa ha hecho hoy (en una lista):

1. Playing, playing, playing. Jugar, jugar, jugar. She plays with the toys in her bed, she looks at you like she wants to play and then runs away. Today has been a very playful day! Ella le gusta jugar con sus juguetes o te mira como si quisiera jugar (pero se escapa si quieres jugar con ella). Hoy ha sido un día de juegos!

2. Eating her food. Also - despite the fact that she's missing half her teeth, she prefers kibbles to wet food. Rosita ha estado comiendo su comida....y a pesar de perder la mayoría de sus dientes, Rosa prefiere comer "kibbles" a "wet food." Lo siento, no sé cómo hablar sobre la comida de perros en español. 

3. Cuddling with a specific stuffed monster as if it is her own puppy. She picked this ugly monster, and she just loves it. She cuddles it, carries it, hides it. It's her little monster. Rosa ha estado apapachando su juguete favorito...un monstruo. Piensa que este monstruo feo es su propio perrito. Lo lleva, lo oculta, lo apapacha...

4. Snoring and sleeping and snoring. Rosita likes to sleep, and when she sleeps deeply...she snores. It's awesome (and super cuuuute). También, Rosa ronca! Rosa duerma, ronca, duerma otra vez...y mientras está durmiendo...está roncando. Es demasiado liiiindo.

And now for a photo (notice the monster-baby):
Y ahora, su foto - Rosa y su monstruo:


Monday, January 27, 2014

Rosa the Explorer.

Si quieres leer en español, mira más abajo.

Rosa's morning wasn't a very good one. She didn't want to eat, she didn't want to come out of the confines of her kennel. She didn't want to explore. She just wanted to hide.

And she hadn't eaten in almost a day, and hadn't used the bathroom by 12. Since she has had a slight infection, this worried me greatly. With the help of the rescue and a friend, I was able to get her in to the vet.

This funny dog loves the car.
This funny dog loves the vet!

When we got there, she acted like nothing was wrong. Of course. The vet felt around and decided that she may have a small gut infection/issues with digestion because of her surgery (her spay was coupled with a hernia surgery), and the antibiotics which kill the good bacteria.

She's on a medicated food now, with a probiotic.
She finally used the bathroom, too.

But here's all the real good news: when we came home from the vet, Rosa was in such a good mood she bursted from her kennel as soon as the door opened. With her tail wagging at full speed, she trotted all around the apartment - greeted the cats, smelled everything, climbed behind and over things.

She even will look if you call her name, but she won't come over to you. That's a trust thing, and we'll get there.

For now, she's very comfortable in her new home. She's decided to claim it as her own, and that is a huge success. And the vet gave her a pedicure...so she's had a great day.

Oh, and she has not 1...not 2...but 3 new toys which she cuddles with in her kennel (the kennel top is no longer on, so it's more like a bed).

It's only been a few days, but she's progressing in leaps and bounds!
Here are the things that we need the most work on:
[ ] trust of humans - as in not being so hand shy, and approaching us as opposed to us approaching her (although right now she's totally spooning my leg while we chill on the couch). She also won't eat if human beings are in the room with her. The cats, though? No probs.

[ ] house breaking - she uses the piddle pads consistently...no off-piddle-pad-accidents...but the outdoors are cold and new and different and distracting, and she's not totally sure she wants to do her business out there yet.

Otherwise, she's great and not giving me much to write about!
She did want me to post her pictures for you guys (and a video, too). She does enjoy having her photo taken. See below for photo documentation of Rosa's adventures today.

Rosa waiting for the vet.
Rosa está esperando el veterinario.

 Rosa en su cama.
Rosa in her bed. 

Rosa the explorer!
Rosa la exploradora!




Español (es mejor que inglés):

Rosa no tenía una buena mañana. No quería comer, quería quedarte en su perrera. No quería explorar...solo quería esconderse.

A las 11, todavía no había comido ni usado el baño...y porque ha tenido una infección por su cirugía, sus incapacidades de comer y hacer popo/pipi me dio miedo. Pero, con la ayuda de la gente con Second Hand Hounds, podía llevarla al veterinario.

Mi perrita graciosa le gusta mucho el carro.
Mi perrita graciosa también le gusta la oficina del veterinario!

Cuando llegamos a la oficina, ella actuó como si estuviera completamente saludable. Por supuesto.
El veterinario hizo una examen y me dije que Rosita tenía problemas a causa de su cirugía y las drogas. Ahora, tenemos comida especial...
También (y finalmente) Rosa ha hecho las cosas del cuerpo.

Pero aquí están las buenas noticias que he querido compartir con ustedes: después de la aventura al vet, cuando regresamos a la casa, ella dejó su perrera y corrió sobre la casa - quería oler cosas y conocer a los gatos.

Rosita sabe su nombre, pero todavía no quiere venir cerca de mi.... pobre Rosa y sus problemas de confianza.
Yo estaba muy feliz para verla más o menos cómoda en su casa nueva - con su familia nueva. Rosa ha decidido que aceptar su hogar...

Oh, y mi perrita afortunada recibió una pedicura....y 3 juguetes nuevos! Ella le gusta apapacharlas en su cama. <3 nbsp="" p="">
Aunque ella ha progresado, tenemos cosas en que necesitamos trabajar:
[ ] necesita tener más confianza en mi y mi marido...tiene miedo de los humanos en general, y necesita aprender que nadie va a dañarla otra vez. (Esto digo mientras estamos apapachando el en sillón).
[ ] necesita aprender cómo hacer sus cosas del baño en el patio - todavía el viento y la nieve y las ardillas y los coches dan miedo a Rosita. Puede usar sus toallas de entrenamiento sin problema - y eso me da esperanza.

Mi Rosita estará muy bien. Ya está haciendo mejoras grandes!  

Friday, September 11, 2009

Animals are friends! Not food!

(This is just the tip of the ice berg) (there is a note at the bottom about meat that i think is okay to eat)

Did you know that if everyone were to cut their meat consumption in half that billions of animals would be spared from suffering?
Factory farms provide almost 100% of the meat that is purchased by the earth's citizens every day. Almost all poultry (about 95%) is factory farmed... and inside of these overpopulated buildings, enormous amounts of waste is accumulated.
From this waste, ammonia is produced, which can cause painful burns to the birds.

Also, to reduce the birds from pecking eachother, the factory-farmers remove 1/2 - 1/3 of their beaks, leaving them virtually unable to eat.

Egg laying hens are typically packed into cages and die of asphyxiation. Most of the time, these birds are left - decomposing - with the living birds. Also, all male chicks that may hatch are seen of "no good use" and are ground alive to be used as fertilizer or feed!!!!

Pigs are castrated and de -tailed without anesthetic. They are taken from their parents at 2 weeks of age (11 weeks earlier than would be in the wild) and fed hormones instead of the vital nutrients they need. In order to kill pigs, they are dunked into tanks of hot water - scalded, and drowned. Some are so frightened or sick prior to their execution that they often pass out in piles of their own vomit and waste. Pigs that are sick and dying are often left to decompose, like the poultry, amongst the living animals.

Even free range animals are not much better of an option. These animals are often purchased from factory-farms - therefore supporting them.

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By choosing not to eat meat, I am choosing not to support these factory farms. I am also going to try and reduce my usage of animal by products as well, because they are factory farmed as well. Of course, being a complete vegan is not always the most reasonable choice. But, by doing what you can (choosing to purchase "fake" butter, or soy milk) you can help!

* I am a complete advocate of people eating the meat that they hunt or farm on their personal family farms, though. Those animals get to live the life they deserve to live, a humane and free and happy life, free of hormones and abuse.