Come for the politics, stay for the snark.

Something needs to be done about our bogus SCOTUS.

“When somebody takes the time to draw up a playbook, they’re gonna use it.”

“woke” is the new caravan.

Every one of the “Roberts Six” lied to get on the court.

No offense, but this thread hasn’t been about you for quite a while.

President Biden is doing good where he can, and getting it done.

Nancy smash is sick of your bullshit.

Fight them, without becoming them!

This isn’t Democrats spending madly. This is government catching up.

We’re not going back!

Never forget that he train is barreling down on Trump, even as he dances on the tracks.

I like you, you’re my kind of trouble.

Motown is Joe-Town!

Let’s finish the job.

Whoever he was, that guy was nuts.

Days Since JD Vance Insulted Women Across America: Zero

It’s easier to kill a dangerous animal than a man who just happens to have different thoughts/values than one’s own.

Usually wrong but never in doubt

Take hopelessness and turn it into resilience.

Nothing worth doing is easy.

The jury literally has a bell they can ring to force Trump to show up on command. Greatest thing ever!

The US Supreme Court is on the ballot in november.

I’m pretty sure there’s only one Jack Smith.

“What are Republicans afraid of?” Everything.

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Rescue Bleg Update: Four Five Adult / Senior Cats in South Bend

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ICYMI, cat rescuer Satby is looking to save five cats from an untimely fate:

A 92-year-old woman who was a member of the UU church here passed away. Her daughter, up from Texas to wrap up her mom’s affairs, is unable to take mom’s four cats back to Texas because she already has three of her own. Our rescue and other rescues in the area are full, so these cats WILL be euthanized if we can’t find a place for some or all of them.

They are:
* A bonded pair — brother & sister tabby cats, 7 1/2 years old. Must be adopted together but not
necessarily with the others.
* A tortoiseshell female, 7 1/2 years old
* And a Siamese female, 13 years old

I am willing to drive to meet anyone in the three-state area of IL, IN, or MI if they might be able to adopt any of these cats. The house is sold and the drop dead date is September 29.

Hoping we can at least save one if not more.

Here’s some photos and further info:

All are indoor cats, all neutered or spayed, and by end of next week all but one (Bunny) will have had their shots and booster shots. Bunny will have her booster the following week.

There are a tabby brother, Solomon, and his sister, Echo. They are about 7 or 8 yrs old. They’re close with each other. Here’s Solomon:
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This is Echo. These two are not that alike. Solomon is friendly with visitors, Echo does a vanishing act. Solly is highly intelligent and communicative. He can be affectionate, but doesn’t like a lot of being fussed over. Won’t get on your lap. He lets you know what he wants with meaningful looks. Echo turned out, after about 3 months, to be much more inclined to give head bonks and enjoys nuzzling and petting, and will lick your hand. Both love to play. They both have a goofy side.
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Two others live separately from them on the 2nd floor. They’re Bunny, a Tortoiseshell, and Siri, a lynx point Siamese. Bunny is 7 or 8, and Siri is 13.

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Rescue Bleg: Four Adult / Senior Cats in South Bend, Indiana

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From indefatigable rescuer Satby:

One of the hardest situations we encounter as rescuers is the pets remaining after an older person passes away without making arrangements for the surviving pets. I think people assume their families will take them, but in most cases that’s not true.

Anyway, locally, a 92-year-old woman who was a member of the UU church here passed away. Her daughter, up from Texas to wrap up her mom’s affairs, is unable to take mom’s four cats back to Texas because she already has three of her own. Our rescue and other rescues in the area are full, so these cats WILL be euthanized if we can’t find a place for some or all of them.

They are:

* A bonded pair — brother & sister tabby cats, 7 1/2 years old. Must be adopted together but not
necessarily with the others.

* A tortoiseshell female, 7 1/2 years old

* And a Siamese female, 13 years old

I am willing to drive to meet anyone in the three-state area of IL, IN, or MI if they might be able to adopt any of these cats. The house is sold and the drop dead date is September 29.

I’m trying to get pictures and vet records, but given the age of the owner the records could be missing or non-existent.

Hoping we can at least save one if not more.

Please share, and if you have any suggestions, leave a comment or send me an email.

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Open Thread and Rocky Update

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We have an update on Rocky!  I do love a happy ending.

Update from indycat32!

Was talking to my neighbor yesterday afternoon.  Turns out Rocky is not homeless.  He belongs to a woman in the next block who has way too many cats. According to the little girl who was visiting my neighbor Rocky’s name is Leo.

The 4 cats that I now think are  hers that I’ve had contact with (that is, I got  neutered) were all well fed, friendly and health.  Not what one usually expects with hoarders, which why I thought they’d been recently abandoned. I guess Rocky just preferred my house – less crowded.

Animal Care Services is now involved, and according to my neighbor they’re letting her keep the ones that have been fixed. So  I’m out of the Rocky business.  He is being cared for and will, I’m sure, continue to stop by for a snack.

Thanks to everyone on Balloon Juice!

Open thread.

Here’s he original post in case you missed it.

Cat Bleg – One-Year-Old Rocky in Indianapolis Needs a Home

 

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RIP Koda, the Balloon Juice Pup

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I cried the whole time I was putting this together for geg6.  ~ WaterGirl

RIP Koda, the Balloon Juice Pup

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Here we go, hopefully not through my tears.

Last night, my John, Lovey and I said goodbye to our Koda for the last time. I decided to let everyone at Balloon Juice know because our Koda is also Balloon Juice’s Koda because we would not have had that wonderful dog if not for Balloon Juice.

That picture on a rescue bleg here on Balloon Juice is what started it all. Look at her! Adorable! I had to have her! BUT…she was in Santa Monica, CA and I am in Pittsburgh, PA. It would be impossible. Except this happened on Balloon Juice, where rescue miracles happen. Turns out that just commenting that I would love to adopt her set the wheels in motion. And before we knew it, funds had been raised, plane ticket had been purchased and Koda was winging her way to us. And John and I knew that Koda would always be partially owned by jackals.

From the moment they wheeled her out to us at the airport, we knew she was a special dog. And in all of these years, she has proven that over and over again. She came into our house and instantly made friends with our old golden, Otis.

When Otis left us, she was lonely and another pup was up for adoption on Balloon Juice a year later. Lovey came to us and Koda was like the big sister with an annoying little sister. Patient and sweet and always tolerant of Lovey, even when Lovey didn’t deserve it.

 

One of Lovey’s favorite things to show affection to Koda was to lick her ears and Koda always loved that. But Lovey has a bit of an attitude and, believe it or not, she would try to bully Koda. Koda always took that with grace and, if Lovey finally went too far, Koda would put a big paw on her and hold her down until she calmed down.

She had the best personality, always happy, never grumbling, eating everything she could get, thrilled to ride in the car. She loved to have her ears scratched and to rub her head in my lap. She slept with us in bed until she got too old to jump up. We got stairs for her but she never liked stairs and was just as happy to lay next to the bed where one of us could reach down and pet her. She loved to travel, going to Florida with us and even driving down to West Virginia to visit our blogfather.

Over the last year or so, her hips started to really cause her problems, as is pretty typical of older larger dogs like Labs. The vet told us to give her Cosequin and dog aspirins and that all worked for a while. But about a month ago, she started not being able to get up by herself and that got progressively worse until the last week or so when she seriously injured her foot trying to get up by herself.

We called the vet and had a visit, which was exhausting for us all. Koda, because of the pain, and for us, because she weighted 86 pounds and that’s a lot for two geezers like us to lift into and out of the car and house. Basically, it’s as I expected. She was an old, big dog who was basically healthy (no cancer or heart issues) but who was at the end of her life.

The vet told us to take her home, make her comfortable and that she would let us know when it was time. And that time came over this past weekend. You could see the pain in her eyes and she wasn’t even enthusiastic about her food or treats (though she always ate them!). We called and made an appointment with the traveling vet and she came last night.

I held Koda’s head in my lap and one paw in my hand and John held her other paw. Lovey would not stay away quietly, so we let her in and she came over and started licking Koda’s ears as the vet gave the anesthesia and put in the IV. She went to sleep surrounded by all who loved her most.

I cannot express how grateful I am to all the jackals who allowed her to come to us. I wish you all could have known her. You would have loved her as much as we did. Goodbye sweet Koda, my heart dog and the Balloon Juice. Pup.

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Cat Bleg – One-Year-Old Rocky in Indianapolis Needs a Home

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From Indycat32:

This is Rocky. Just look at that face! He showed up at my house in February. I don’t know where he came from, but he was friendly and determined to come inside.

He is a very sweet boy and needs a forever home. In addition to being a handsome young kitty (about one year old per the vet), he is a very good boy.

While waiting for the vet he lay with his head on my arm and calmly watched the birds outside the window and purred so loudly during his exam she had trouble hearing his heartbeat.

He is vaccinated, neutered, Bravecto and Profender-treated, and the vet gave him a clean bill of health. He weighs 11 pounds, likes hugs, and gets along with the other outdoor cats. He spends a lot of time hanging around the back door, hoping I’ll relent and let him in, (or maybe waiting for food).

I live in Indianapolis but can travel. How can you say no to that face?!

After months of feeding this kitty, Indycat really cares about Rocky, but she cannot take him in.

Rocky sounds like a sweety, any takers?

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The Dog Lanterns’ Pet Portraits!

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I decided I wanted to have some portraits done of the dogs. This is why I asked in a war update post a few weeks ago for contact info for Larime, which Cole provided. Larime is now back up and running in the making art business after Sylv’s passing last year and all the craziness that goes along with that and I figured now was a good time to have it done. They did the two current doggos, my previous three who have passed on, and they also did my brother’s dog and cat. I’m not posting these last two because I haven’t given them to my brother and sister in law yet and because I have no idea if they’d want their pets’ portraits posted on the Internet. So nobody ruin the surprise!

I’m going to post the portraits of Rosie and Ruby, my two current lab mixes, above the jump and the remaining three portraits of Genni, Kylie, and Blue after the jump.

I asked Larime to do two-in-one portraits of Rosie and Ruby that included them as puppies and as adults. I have good quality pics of them from 3 months old until just last week (over the past thirteen years for Rosie and 10 for Ruby), but not for the others as they were puppies well before we all had good quality cameras in our phones.

Here is Rosie. She’s a black Lab and either German shepherd or Belgian shepherd dog. Rosie has the longer, leaner Belgian shepherd dog body, the lab face, and ears that are sort of in between. She also has a partially purple tongue.  And she’s got a ruff and the double coat and is currently the resident Flooferina. The puppy photo Larime used was what was advertised by the rescue organization and, once you see Kylie’s portrait, you’ll understand one of the reasons I thought to adopt her. The adult pic I sent to Larime is of her hanging over the edge of the couch.

Pet portrait of my black Lab mix Rosie. The bottom picture is a of a grinning 3 month old black Lab mix, her ears up with the tips flopped over, and her tongue partially sticking out. The upper picture is of an adult Rosie. Her red collar is visible, as is her front left paw. She has her ears pricked up with the tips flopped over. Her eyes are brown.

(Rosie)

Here is Ruby. Ruby is a chocolate Lab mixed with ? The rescue thought her mom was a Lab/boxer mix, but Ruby has the body of a Bull & Terrier (and the permanent toddler disposition to go with it). She also has crystal eyes and spots on her paws, which are hallmarks of a Catahoula leopard dog. She also has a white tip on her tale, so beagle? She’s predominantly chocolate covered, but has caramel brindle markings, as well as a cream patch on her chest, and cream socks with brindle spots on her paws. The puppy photo I sent to Larime, which is the upper image in the portrait below, is of a two or three month old Ruby running across the wood floor at the foster family’s house in PA. I like to refer to it as the “NO BREAKS!!!!” puppy pic. This was the same foster family and rescue organization I got Rosie from. When Kylie died I reached out immediately about adopting a puppy after a two to three months.

The adult pic was taken after an annual vet visit. She hopped into the driver seat of my car and grinned up at me with the look you see below as if to say “GET IN THE CAR!! NO TIME TO EXPLAIN!!” The next pic I took right after that, not included in the portraits has her looking at the dash like “how do you start this thing?” Ruby is my forever toddler. And despite a fierce bark, she’s a sensitive soul who just wants to be next to or on me at all times.A portrait of my chocolate lab mix Ruby. The bottom portrait is of her as an adult with an open mouth smiling directly at the viewer with her head cocked to the right. One ear is visible. She is chocolate brown with caramel brindle markings. The upper pic is Ruby at two or three months old. She is running. Her ears are flopping widly and she has a grin on her face. You can really see the cream white patch on her chest, the caramel brindle on her legs above her cream white socks, and the chocolate color that is predominant in the rest of her coat.

(Ruby)

Genni, Kylie, and Blue after the jump.

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Quite the Week!

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Thursday Evening Open Thread 2

It’s been quite the week.  Four Trump trials with activity.  Navalny dying, presumably with help, whether direct or due to terrible living conditions and lack of care.  The creepy Pastor of the House flipping off the Senate, Ukraine, Palestinians, Israel, US standing in the world, abandoning his responsibilities and adjourning the House for two weeks when there are critical issues that need to be addressed.

Still in limbo, waiting for not one but two responses from the Supreme Court.  A win in New York.  Wins in the battle for voting rights, and the right of voters to choose the people who represent them, and not the other way around.

For me, though, the week was overshadowed with pet-related stuff.  It’s been an ongoing battle with Mr. Bear.  Gaping sore near his eye that wouldn’t heal.  21 days of pred, antibiotics, the cone.   Imprint sent to the vet school, turns out it’s MRSP, which is the kitty version of MRSA, which means it’s antibiotic resistant.  42 days of antibiotics that it wasn’t resistant to, and 50+ more days of the cone.  All but healed.  And then it started going in the wrong direction, getting worse again.  20 more days of pred, looking good for the 14 days of pred, going in the wrong direction again as soon as we tapered the pred to every other day.

So today were back at the vet, this time for another imprint to make sure the MRSP is gone, plucked hairs from the scabby area to rule out ringworm, scraping the sore area to eliminate mites, scraping again to check for inflammatory cells, all sent off to the vet school dermatology department.  I have an appointment with the Dermatology, but not until August.  That’s a long time to wait!

Anyway, we should have results within a week or so, so cross your fingers for Mr. Bear.

But that wasn’t the worst of a rough week.  As I was opening the door to take Mr. Bear to the vet on Wednesday, Henry bolted out the door!  Spoiler:  Henry is okay.

I put Mr. Bear down and could see that Henry was already to the end of the short block.  Grabbed the car keys, no time to grab the phone, and by the time I got to the end of the block and turned, Henry was already partway down that block.  I caught up with him, called, got out of the car, he just bolted ahead.  I did that two or three times, got down in the grass, called him, he just bolted. I live on a very long block, probably two or three regular blocks long, and Henry was headed toward the very busy street that’s at the end of the block.

He made it to the end of the block, ambled on the grass at the edge of the street, and then he bolted into the very busy street with cars coming from both directions.  I was screaming his name, and cars stopped in both directions, and he made his way across the street and then raced another long block and then turned to run toward people who were walking.

They were walking toward the satellite building from the big medical unit that’s across town.  Henry LOVES people, so he raced toward them, and set off the automatic door opening mechanism, which is what saved us.  He ran in the open door, the second door opened automatically, and he ran in there.  Safe at last!  I was several seconds behind him, and all the people in the clinic were already loving on him.

Carried Henry the 7 blocks home.  Then headed to the vet appt with Mr. Bear.  Discovered that I had lost my $200 fitbit so after the vet appointment I walked the entire chase area, hoping it would pair with my phone.  I eventually found it, got home, ate eggs for dinner and crashed at 6pm.

Long week.

What’s everybody else up to tonight?

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