by Lee Juslin
Though it’s rare for Scotties to become therapy dogs, Paisley, a silver brindle Scottie, does her breed proud. At three and a half, Paisley has earned her CGC (Canine Good Citizens award) and has passed the required test to become a member of Therapy Dogs United, a regional organization for therapy dogs covering northwestern Pennsylvania and western New York. “The training was a bit tough,” said Nancy, her owner and handler. It involves getting used to wheelchairs and walkers as well as interacting calmly with strange people. She had to take the test twice to pass.”
by Cynthia Chow
After the events of Cat in an Alien X-Ray, Las Vegas freelance public relations agent Temple Barr is engaged, planning both a possible move and a wedding, and dodging an assassin with the resilience of both Jason Voorhees and Michael Myers. Professionally, Temple has an assignment to be a white glove-assistant/babysitter for the recently reunited 80s rock band Black and White. Torn apart by romantic jealousies, three of their members disappeared. Now, after twenty-five years, the two diva singers return for a concert at the Crystal Palace.
by Carola Dunn
The first time I saw Trillian, she was cowering in the quarantine section of the county shelter. She had been picked up running loose in the street, without collar let alone tags, emaciated, flea-ridden and scared of everyone and everything.
by Jackie Dale
Writers often worry about whether or not they will have enough material to write about. In the realm of animal rescue, that problem has yet to crop up. I think that unless something drastic is done, I will never be short of things to write about. I firmly believe that mandatory spay and neuter is the only answer to a problem that has spiraled wildly out of control. I really want to get a stack of our low-cost spay and neuter flyers and walk door-to-door handing them out here in Reedley. I am certain that most people in town are unaware that it is against the law in this town to allow an unaltered cat outdoors.
by Karey Wedemeyer
Volunteer Orientation Day is always fun at Fresno Bully Rescue. A new group of people interested in the bully breed and giving them the love and good life they deserve! It is always inspiring to see families at the orientations. I think of my own family and wish we could have shared this experience. Learning about volunteerism in anyway, whether it be with people, environment or animals could only be a positive experience for us all at any age. I have enjoyed watching families that have grown with FBR from the first day of orientation to working alongside them now.
by Cynthia Chow
Allison Cuddahee, owner of Mercy, South Carolina’s pet rescue/no-kill shelter, knows a cat who travels on his own to return home always makes national news. When a feline named Clyde treks over two hundred miles to find his cancer-stricken human, it’s sure to be a media sensation. The additional hook of owner Norm Jeffrey’s death before they could be reunited makes the story more irresistible.
by Elaine Faber
The first rays of sunrise streamed past posters taped to the butcher shop window, casting squares of shade onto the sunny linoleum floor. Beef Kidneys?$.39 a pound, Oxtails?$.15 a pound, Beef bones?$.10 a pound. No one complained about the poor cuts of meat because the best cuts were sent to feed the troops. Rationing and serving meatless meals was considered patriotic in the summer of 1942, following the attack on Pearl Harbor.
by Lee Juslin
Kopper is a special needs Dachshund who, despite his challenges, is a happy, loving boy.
Susie, a regional representative for Dachshund Rescue of North America, says Kopper is adoptable, but would need a special home. After some kind of accident in his original home, the owners turned him in to rescue because they could not deal with his medical problems and needs.
by Cynthia Chow
The last thing hard-boiled Cincinnati private detective Eli Paxton wanted to be called was Pet Detective. Since his last two cases involved a racing dog and a valuable horse, it’s inevitable that when a rich widow needs a gun-for-hire to find her missing cat, Eli gets the case.
by Kay Kendall
Twenty years ago, several days after Easter, my husband Bruce and I returned home from work, let our Cocker Spaniel outside in the fenced yard and went in the house. Bridget the dog refused to come back in the house, riveted to something white beyond our fence. Long story short–our neighbors had moved out that day, leaving behind a yard full of refuse…and one baby bunny. We cornered the wee frightened thing that felt like bird fluff in my hand, and I immediately dubbed him Precious. And so began our saga of rescuing rabbits.
by Sandra Murphy
When we last saw Chet (the dog) and Bernie (the human), the forces to be reckoned with and the entire staff of the Little Detective Agency (Little is Bernie’s last name), they were in Bayou Country and anxious to head home. On the other hand, Susie is in Washington, D. C. so it’s practically on the way, right? A drop in visit sounds like just the kind of surprise she’d like.
by Ron Van Sweringen
Buddy woke Mike Williams at four-thirty in the morning, during a cloudburst. The hands on the glow in the dark alarm clock on the nightstand said it was past the point of no return. By the time he let the little Cairn Terrier out, it would be useless trying to go back to sleep. No, like it or not Mike Wilson was up to stay, facing another jobless day.