How many Saints have YOU taken home?

Posted: April 6, 2019 at 6:54 pm

Ok staff, volunteers, repeat adopters, how many Saints have you given a forever home to? How many perfect, wonderful, beautiful souls have won over your heart and your home?

Eight. I’ve had eight over the years. I think this is year 9 that I have been involved with SAINTS, pretty sure I started working here in 2012 and I know I volunteered for a few years prior to Carol hiring me. What an incredible place this is! How lucky we all are to be a part of it โค๏ธ

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Who takes home a 17 year old dog? Jaime does.

Posted: April 4, 2019 at 6:15 pm

Jaime and Darrel have four dogs and a cat. This is the number that works for them. Jamie takes her cats home from Katie’s Place in Maple Ridge, and she fosters her dogs from us. Jamie actually prefers big dogs, but with the exception of the lovely Kirk, she tends to stick with the littles. Aside from Kirk, Jamie and Darrel permanently fostered Jedi and Ewok, who were shih tsu brothers, Lacey, the driveway dump I will never forget, Patches and Ewok (the second), sisters who were only at SAINTS a couple of days before Jamie scooped them up, Baby Jane and Violet Rose. Teek and Ewok (the third, renamed Gilbert) are also SAINTS alumni who share their home along with Angus and Joey. 

Jamie will not take adoptable dogs home, preferring instead to take the ones without other options. So when Princess came in, yeah, alot of us thought…she is a Jamie dog. After meeting her Jamie, head over heels in love, took Princess home. Princess looks phenomenal for her age, she runs up and down the full flight of stairs in their home. She jumps on and off the couch. She does not take any medications and does not seem to have any arthritis pain at all. Princess looks so good Jamie almost had second thoughts. The vet has records enough to prove that Princess is at least 15 years old, her owner stated the age on the surrender form as 17. After her vet visit yesterday it looks like Princess is not quite as healthy as she appears, she has an odd low heartrate and is underweight even though she has a good appetite. We should know more today once all the test results come back. Princess could not be in a better place, no matter what health concerns she has. Here is hoping for many years together as one big happy family!

The Reason

Posted: April 3, 2019 at 7:53 pm

Julie and Bill submitted an adoption application for a cat. I loved them immediately. They decided on Whiskey but after two months of trying to keep the peace, Whiskey just would not tolerate the resident cat Lady. Lady is 17 years old and while no one was asking for the two to be snuggle buddies they had to at least get along. Bill and Julie returned Whiskey to SAINTS. It was sad, they didn’t want to, but the adoption only had one condition (that the cats get along) and it just wasnt to be. Whiskey came back and along came Laura and the rest (as they say) is history. It could not have been scripted better. Julie kept in touch, checking in on Whiskey. Their family needed a bit of time, but then here they were, ready to try again. 

Bill and Julie met four SAINTS cats. They wanted to adopt someone who really was not going to get that chance with just anyone. Someone who needed them, someone who would make their family complete. Maui is 15 years old. She has kidney disease. She takes daily medication. She came in after her elderly owner ended up in the hospital and no one in the family was interested in taking her in. A bit of a wallflower, Maui never exerted herself to be at the forefront, never demanded anything, never really stood out. Except to Bill and Julie. 

It has not quite been two weeks yet. Technically that is Friday. It doesnt matter. 

Full circle. Meant to be. Everything happens for a reason. Maui is home.

A home for Cookie

Posted: April 2, 2019 at 6:59 am

Cookie was surrendered to SAINTS back in the fall of last year. As a paraplegic, the level of care Cookie requires proved to be too much for her original owner. Alana was a friend of Cookie’s person, and when she found out that Cookie had been surrendered to us she reached out. Alana had adopted one of Cookie’s puppies some 10+ years ago. Alana and Cookie’s son Tank came to visit and we had numerous conversations about the daily care needs of a paraplegic dog. This is a family with small children in home, they already have a dog and they still wanted to offer Cookie a forever home! This just does not happen very often! As a permanent foster, all of Cookie’s medical care will be covered by SAINTS, but she is now living in her very own home with her very own family. We could not be more thrilled! Congratulations all!

Blind Love

Posted: March 30, 2019 at 10:35 am

Lorraine knew before she met her. She told us, she just KNEW Mocha was the dog for her.

Lorraine recently lost her beloved dog, and had been looking for another Boston Terrier who needed a home. She cried as she talked about how special SAINTS is for doing what we do. Mocha is 12. She has a history of cancer. She is blind, having had both eyes removed due to glaucoma (actually one of the worst cases of glaucoma we have seen). Mocha does not like most other animals (save Ben, and even then it was hit or miss with those two). All these things added up to…well, not a lot of hope for a happy ever after forever home coming along. But, come along one did. 

Mocha began her new life yesterday. She will be doted on and spoiled and cuddled every day, by her very own person in her very own home. Lorraine fell head over heels in an instant online, and in person Mocha did not disappoint. They are a great match! Love looks not with the eyes, but with the heart. We wish them a lifetime of happiness together!

Love has no labels

Posted: March 28, 2019 at 8:33 pm

Dr. Brent from Agwest came out today. He checked out Cinder’s chronic upper resp infection (which we are not going to treat unless she shows signs of malaise). He checked out Winston’s broken tusk (it is fine, it will grow out past his lip in time). It was funny as hell though, we were in the barnyard at 4pm, and we were way over the other side of the upper field when Brent asked me What is that awful high pitched screaming? Winnie. Waiting not-so-patiently for dinner. He did not believe me. Oh yeah I said, I dont even have to turn around to see, its definitely Winnie. Him and Teddy, man, those two can break glass. If youve ever heard it, you know exactly what Im talking about. Eeeeeee eee eeeeeeeee! Translation: Dinner! Now! Knees to chest lady!

The vet also checked out Emily’s swollen teat. This was the main reason for his visit. However, Emily did not want to show him her teat. Like really did not want him looking. He talked about how if it gets infected our options are slim, shes just not going to allow us to scrape it out every day. He believes its hormonal, shes producing a bit of milk, who knows why (lets be honest ladies, sometimes those lady parts have a freakin mind of their own). Em’s body should deal with it much better than we can, so crossing fingers it just fixes itself. Emily is not just a regular cow, she is a massive cow and if she doesnt want you doing something, well, shes two tons of Hell No that nobody is going to argue with. Dr. Brent is thrilled with how Raven and Rudy look. He thinks we are doing a great job keeping the weight on Raven, and at his age we are not going to reinvent the wheel, just add some supplements and keep on feeding him as we are. Years ago I knew this little old lady, a friends grandma. At her 84th birthday party she refused a piece of cake because she was worried about the calories. Are you kidding? Just eat the damn cake! So if Ray wants to eat beet pulp and Step 6 pellets, at his age, who cares? Ray can eat the cake. 

Brenda and I took Mocha and Ben to the school field late this afternoon. These two get along really well, most of the time ๐Ÿ˜‰ Benjamin is paraplegic, Mocha doesnt care. Mocha is sightless, Ben doesnt care. These things just dont matter to them. Thats just as it should be. Mocha is no less herself just because she has no eyes. And Ben is still Ben, whether he walks or drags or is in his wheels. Honestly, we people could learn so much from animals if we are just willing to be taught.

Busy!

Posted: March 26, 2019 at 9:08 pm

First off, today was Shelley’s last day. Shelley has been in the barn Mondays and Tuesdays, she is leaving us to take on a full time job teaching riding lessons in Maple Ridge. Very exciting times and we wish her all the best! Thank you Shelley!

Maui has gone out on a trial adoption with the lovely couple who took Whiskey home the first time. Things are going alright so far, Maui is really making herself at home! Maui and the resident cat Lady are not interacting just yet but Maui was so non-reactive with us (with tons of cats) hopefully it wont be an issue sharing a home with just one ๐Ÿ˜‰

Cookie is out on a permanent foster trial. I do not have a photo just yet but things are going so far so good there too, yay!

Tootsie is going to be going home with volunteer Tracey once she moves into her new place! How exciting for them! Tootsie is literally the sweetest dog in the world. 

Boomer2 and Farley have moved up into the suite with Ariel. Eventually they will be allowed to wander upstairs and downstairs same as Ariel does, but for now all three are in the suite in an attempt to bond and settle ๐Ÿ™‚ Both boys are LOVING their new digs!

Say hello to Princess! New Saint as of today, Princess came in as her dad has dementia and can no longer care for her. Princess has lived with this family for all of her 17 years (yes really! 17!) She is so frickin cute and in amazing shape for her age. No matter how many wonderful homes we find, there is always another who is losing theirs. 

Warning: profanity

Posted: March 25, 2019 at 8:18 pm

Fraidy went to the vet this afternoon. I had just left the stopsign nearest the clinic afterwards when the tire pressure light on the dash came on (fuck) AND it beeped at me (shitfuck). Then in an instant the telltale thwack thwack thwack of a flat fuckin tire. By then I was already rolling through the next intersection. Sonofa! No choice. I limped the van through the light on Lougheed and pulled into the chevron as careful as I could. Got out, looked. Oh yay. Flatter than a pancake. Like riding on the rim flat. Cocksucker. Looked under the van. No spare (like it mattered, no jack or tire iron either so fat lotta good a tire would have been). Guess what else I didn’t have? That’s right. No money. No credit card. Nothing. The only thing in the van is a partly used Esso gas card. Called Carol. No answer. Called Renee. No answer. Dammit. Carol is really sick and was probably trying to sleep (but did call me back) and Renee would have been right in the middle of feeding dinner. Messaged my coworkers and Roane came down, brought me the debit card and took Fraidy back up to SAINTS so she would be safe. Thank you Roane! Woulda been a helluva long walk for us otherwise. Across the highway is Fountain Tire. Now, I don’t know if any of you have ever dealt with this store in Mission but they are AWESOME. This is where I take my own car. I called Fountain and explained my situation to the owner Bill who happened to answer the phone. He says, got BCAA? Nope. Got a spare? Nope. Ok no problem he says. Says, I’ll send my guy over to you asap with a portable unit and we’ll see if we can get it to take air. Ten minutes later here comes this guy, his name is Bailey, walking down the highway carrying this metal tank thing with a hose and some other shit. Seriously. He walked down the street to the intersection, crossed the highway, carrying this stuff, for me. Bailey pumps the tire, and as fast as the air goes in, it’s rushing out the hole in the side, through this gash that I SWEAR I don’t remember doing. He says, can’t patch it, needs a replacement. Ok I say, now how am I going to get the van to the store? Yeah, it’s just across the highway but there’s a meridian and you gotta go all the way around a couple blocks to get to that side of the road. Bailey and I look at each other. He says get it running. He says he’ll take off the hose at the last second. Ok. I’m gonna drive like a mother fucker to get there before I run out of air? Yep he says. Drive like a mother fucker, I’ll meet you back at the shop. I did and he did, then he fixed the tire properly. Bailey and Bill saved us the tow bill, they didn’t charge for coming to the rescue. Didn’t charge for Bailey’s time. I paid for the new tire and was back at work within an hour of my vet appointment. So if you are looking for some tires or mechanical work I highly recommend Fountain Tire. Bill. Bailey. Thank you. Saved this mother fuckers ass today. It’s the little things โ˜บ๏ธ

You’ve come a long way baby!

Posted: March 23, 2019 at 4:56 pm

Charlotte is so great. She is smart, friendly and pretty easy going. She is living the life all pigs deserve. After the longest winter ever all the Saints are sun worshipping every chance they get, Charlotte included. Charlotte is our biggest pig. Emily is our biggest cow. Em is interesting… Curious and kind of demanding, a girl who knows what she wants, that’s for sure. Both of them together really puts it in perspective how lucky they are. Hazel has come a long way. She’s become more settled, more trusting that she is safe. Her life of uncertainty is over. She had a hard time believing that but seems much more at home now.

Skye has changed from a timid, dejected, sore old horse who it seemed believed he was useless and unloved. Oh he is not at all those things. Skye is a soft hearted and gentle horse and we are so grateful he came into our lives. He got groomed today. I wasn’t sure if he would like it, I brought plenty of treats and different brushes. In my head I had hoped he would not mind it and I could spend a half hour with him. It ended up taking me about two hours. He was cribbing at bit at first, but I kept talking and kept brushing. At certain times his head would droop and his eyes would start closing.He especially loved his head and neck brushed, his Mohawk just kinda happened (but it was windy so it wouldn’t stay up haha) as the top of his head was the favourite. He’s stylin!

This is the resident cat, I don’t know his name. He came to say hello. Can you not tell just from the photos the disposition Skye has?

I spoke to Rick’s wife Susan, she was telling me how floored they all are at the stable about how different Skye is, how he has really come into his own and is now curious and interested in everything. It’s like he has just discovered that he is worth it. That defeated look is gone, he feels good and now knows his life is worth living.

LOOK INTO MY EYE

Posted: March 22, 2019 at 9:56 pm

Do you know who these eyes belong to? I dont mean who specifically (though huge bonus if you can name them ;)) I mean what species do they belong to?

Pretty easy right? But, do you know why they are so different?

Cats eyes are built to maximize depth perception because evolutionarily speaking they ambush their prey at night. Theres all these studies that show vertical pupils maximize blur so cats are more efficient at hunting. But, did you know big cats like tigers have round pupils? They are chasers, not ambushers so they dont need to judge distance so accurately. 

Prey animals on the other hand need to have a panoramic view so they can see danger coming. This is also why their eyes are on the sides of their head, not on the front like a cats. But, did you know that some animals with horizontal pupils actually rotate the eyeball as they raise and lower their heads to keep the line of the pupil the same as the ground? So the eyeball is always level regardless of the position of the head. Isnt that crazy? Its crazy! I am so gonna film a horses eye just as soon as I can. 

Fun fact: Not long ago I got an email from a lady in the film industry. I had to read it a few times to understand what she was asking me. She wanted to know if she could bring in some tigers to film on our property. No I am not kidding. Yes I thought about it, who wouldnt want to see tigers! But relocate our animals while they filmed? Or keep them safely on the other side of the fence? Ummm, Im gonna go with no, thats not in their best interest. And dont even get me started on using animals for entertainment purposes! But, it was an interesting email, a welcome break from the norm. So when you are at SAINTS next, take a look around the barnyard and think of tigers ๐Ÿ˜‰ Oh and try to guess whose eyes these are!