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Going for a walk: Sam leads the way,
followed by Bliss and her tiny new
daughter.
Silver dun tovero in color, she was
given a clean bill of health - and
should reach 24in when grown. The
birth has generated such excitement
in the community that local people
are entering a competition to give
the horse a name in time for
Christmas.
Born at a stud in the southern state
of Victoria , Australia , the 15in
miniature horse - which is yet to be
named - has already formed a bond
with Sam Leith, 12.
Owner Lee Scown said she wanted a
name
that reflected the tiny, unique
nature of the horse. It's the
smallest horse I've ever had and
she's so gorgeous,' Ms Scown said.
This Parrot can really talk!
Mama knows no boundaries ... love
is ALL there is!
note: a
little
humor is
always
good!
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What
Pets
write in
their
diaries
Excerpt
from a
dog's
diary.
What
Pets
write in
their
diaries
Excerpt
from a
cat's
diary.
8:00am - Dog food! My favorite thing! 9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing! 9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing! 10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing! 12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing! 1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing! 3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing! 5:00 pm - Milk Bones! My favorite thing! 7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing! 8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people!
My favorite thing! 11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
Day 983
of my
captivity....
My
captors
continue
to taunt
me with
bizarre
little
dangling
objects.
They
dine
lavishly
on fresh
meat,
while
the
other
inmates
and I
are
fed hash
or some
sort of
dry
nuggets.
Although
I make
my
contempt
for the
rations
perfectly
clear, I
nevertheless
must eat
something
in order
to keep
up my
strength.
The only
thing
that
keeps me
going is
my dream
of
escape.
In an
attempt
to
disgust
them, I
once
again
vomit on
the
carpet.
Today I
decapitated
a mouse
and
dropped
its
headless
body at
their
feet.
I had
hoped
this
would
strike
fear
into
their
hearts,
since it
clearly
demonstrates
what I
am
capable
of.
However,
they
merely
made
condescending
comments
about
what a
'good
little
hunter'
I am.
There
was some
sort of
assembly
of their
accomplices
tonight.
I was
placed
in
solitary
confinement
for the
duration
of the
event.
However,
I could
hear
the
noises
and
smell
the
food. I
overheard
that my
confinement
was due
to
the
power of
'allergies.'
I must
learn
what
this
means
and how
to use
it to my
advantage.
Today I
was
almost
successful
in an
attempt
to
assassinate
one of
my
tormentors
by
weaving
around
his feet
as he
was
walking.
I must
try this
again
tomorrow
-- but
at the
top of
the
stairs.
I am
convinced
that the
other
prisoners
here are
flunkies
and
snitches.
The dog
receives
special
privileges.
He is
regularly
released
- and
seems
to be
more
than
willing
to
return.
He is
obviously
brain
damaged!
The bird
has got
to be an
informant.
I
observe
him
communicating
with the
guards
regularly.
I am
certain
that he
reports
my every
move. My
captors
have
arranged
protective
custody
for him
in an
elevated
cell, so
he is
safe.
For now
…
Jasmine's Story
In 2003, police in
Warwickshire, England,
opened a garden shed and
found a whimpering, cowering
dog.. It had been locked in
the shed and abandoned. It
was dirty and malnourished,
and had clearly been abused.
In an act of kindness, the
police took the dog, which
was a Greyhound female, to
the nearby Nuneaton
Warwickshire
Wildlife Sanctuary,
run by a man named Geoff
Grewcock and known as a
willing haven for Animals
abandoned, orphaned or
otherwise in need.Geoff
and the other sanctuary
staff went to work with two
aims to restore the dog to
full health, and to win her
trust. It took several
weeks, but eventually both
goals were achieved. They
named her
Jasmine, and they
started to think about
finding her an adoptive
home.
But Jasmine had other ideas.
No-one remembers now how it
began, but she started
welcoming all Animal
arrivals at the sanctuary.
It wouldn't matter if it was
a puppy, a fox cub, a rabbit
or, any other lost or
hurting Animal, Jasmine
would peer into the box or
cage and, where possible,
deliver a welcoming lick.
Geoff relates one of the early
incidents. "We had two puppies
that had been abandoned by a
nearby railway line. One was a
Lakeland Terrier cross
and another was a
Jack Russell
Doberman
cross. They were tiny when they
arrived at the centre and
Jasmine approached them and
grabbed one by the scruff of the
neck in her mouth and put him on
the settee. Then she fetched the
other one and sat down with
them, cuddling them."
"But she is like that with all
of our animals, even the
rabbits. She takes all the
stress out of them and it helps
them to not only feel close to
her but to settle into their new
surroundings.
"She has done the same with the
fox and badger cubs, she licks
the rabbits and
guinea pigs and even lets
the birds perch on the bridge of
her nose."
Jasmine, the timid, abused,
deserted waif, became the animal
sanctuary's resident surrogate
mother, a role for which she
might have been born. The list
of orphaned and abandoned
youngsters she has cared for
comprises five fox cubs, four
badger cubs, 15 chicks, eight
guinea pigs, two stray puppies
and 15 rabbits. And one roe deer
fawn. Tiny
Bramble, 11 weeks old,
was found semi-conscious in a
field. Upon arrival at the
sanctuary, Jasmine cuddled up to
her to keep her warm, and then
went into the full foster mum
role. Jasmine the greyhound
showers Bramble the Roe deer
with affection and makes sure
nothing is matted. Jasmine will
continue to care for Bramble
until she is old enough to be
returned to woodland life. When
that happens, Jasmine will not
be lonely. She will be too busy
showering love and affection on
the next Orphan or victim of
abuse.
From left, Toby, a stray
Lakeland dog; Bramble, orphaned
Roe deer; Buster, a stray Jack
Russell; a dumped rabbit; Sky,
an injured barn owl; and Jasmine
with a Mothers heart doing best
what a caring Mother would do...
Such is the order of God's
Creation.
note: a
little
humor is
always
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