From the monthly archives:

October 2005

Happy Halloween!

October 31, 2005

Haunted Beach Pumpkin

Happy Halloween from Southern California!

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Mutts Shelter Stories “Katrina”

October 31, 2005

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Mutts Features Special “Katrina” Shelter Stories Installment

November 7 – 12, 2005

This week, “Mutts” will be featuring its yearly installment of “Shelter Stories” — a yearly series of inspiring pet stories, aimed at showcasing the wonderful experiences an adopted animal can bring. The series also tries to raise awareness of National Animal Shelter Awareness Week, from November 6-12.

This year’s installment is extra-special. This week Patrick has created an installment that deals primarily with animal victims of Hurricane Katrina, in whose wake thousands of animals were stranded and in danger.

Look for the new “Shelter Stories” in newspapers that carry “Mutts” throughout this week, or in two weeks here on

To learn more about Animal Shelter Awareness Week, click here.

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How and Where to Volunteer!

October 30, 2005

While reading the craigslist postings about people who want to volunteer for pet rescue, but aren’t sure how or who to volunteer with, I slapped together some basic information on the groups that are actively rescuing pets in New Orleans.

Check out my page on “How and Where to Volunteer!” (for pet rescue in New Orleans).

Permission to copy, crosspost, whatever is granted.

Oh, and seriously here folks, vet techs and vets with a Louisiana license are in crucial shortage. As far as I know, I will be the only vet tech student there in any of the animal groups.. yikes.

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Memo to my cat: I’m a vegan

October 29, 2005

Memo to my cat: I’m a vegan
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Date: Fri Sep 16 18:04:56 2005

So why do you insist on standing at my feet while I’m preparing a meal for myself that you would find wholly unpalatable? What’s that, cat? You want some hearts of romaine? No? Well then what the fuck are you wailing at me about? What’s that? You want some aloo mataar? No? Indian food not your thing? Then leave me the fuck alone!

There is a bowl of food sitting on the floor no more than five feet from where you are standing and jockeying for a taste of that delightful tofu. I even give you that fancy shit so you don’t have to eat spinal cords and euthanised pets, or that whole eyeball I found in a can of Whiskas when I was a kid, but do you ever appreciate it? No, you stand there, protesting for a share of my tempeh, until I resignedly shove it in your face and watch you turn up your nose, only to resume your pained calls as soon as I return to what I was doing.

Look, I accept your life choices. I realise your physiology is such that a vegan diet requires a great degree of supplementation and monitoring, and I thus far have not had the money nor the desire to buy all that crap and pay all that attention to you just to keep you fed. I put my ethics aside and buy the stuff that doesn’t support [relatively] inhumane slaughterhouses so you can have the animal protein your digestive tract is so suited to break down. You should feel lucky that your “Fisherman’s Delight” is made from fish and not from seaweed. Because it can be arranged. Since you seem to want to go vegan so bad. You’ll really be crying at me when there’s nothing but soy for either one of us to eat.

No, you can’t have any tahini!

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