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My pets #2

Love is a four-legged word

Apologies if this took a little while. I have been having a bit of a lazy period lately 🙂

But to get to the subject matter; as promised in “My Pets #1” here is the story about another of my past fur babies.


“Baby” our very first kitty cat in Australia was also a rescue from the RSPCA. We were told that she had been a minimum of 18 months when we got her but our vet agreed with us that she most likely was about 6 month younger than the estimate.

This one was quite the fighter; I could not take her home immediately as she had to be desexed first. In Australia, animal shelters cannot re-home dogs and/or cats unless they are desexed, vaccinated and micro-chipped. I returned to the RSPCA to pick her up on the day of her surgery. Although I was very careful when handling her she must have felt pain > she bit me.

Not knowing when I received my last Tetanus I had to take a tour to my Doctor and get a shot.

Baby was – as all my cats were and still are – an indoor cat only. We never therefore had to worry about car accidents, cat fights and other injuries outside the home. All we had to do is accustom her to our Rick and give her everything a feline friend could possibly want. Besides, where I live – we have a 24 hour cat curfew. This means one has to try to keep the cat within ones own property boundary at all times. Hello – we are talking cats; the jump, claim and whatnot. So – for me indoors it will always be.

Baby lived with us 10 years until I had her too sent over the rainbow due to acute kidney failure.

We had to let go of her on 16 July 2008.

Baby Cat 005

R.I.P my “Baby”, you too shall never be forgotten. xxx

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6 Awesome Quotes about PETS

As you may know by now, I love my pets (I know I have only introduced one yet and Rick is having fun in doggy heaven, I promise I will continue the introductions soon).

Arya close up

By searching for the last Quote of the week I had the idea to do this little list.

So here we go:

  1. “The purity of a person’s heart can be quickly measured by how they regard animals” ~ Anonymous

  2. “Dogs have owners, cats have staff.” ~ Anonymous

  3. “A house is not a home without a pet.” ~ Anonymous

  4. “Until one has loved an animal,  a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.”  Anatole France

  5. “Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.” ~ Roger Caras

  6. “Love is a four-legged word”

    Feel free to add yours in the comments, I’d love to hear them. J xx

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Pets and an unusual rescue

Animal Rescue

For a while now I was thinking of perhaps having guest posts on my blog but then this following story presented itself via my cousin (we are really much closer in mind and spirit; more like siblings).

So I asked and got permission to actually write about this great story.

To start off, my cousin Sylvio and his partner always rescued puppies. He met his partner when she had a little black fluff called “Filou”. Filou came along with Christiane and always walked nicely on a leash…until Sylvio actually tested the “no leash” walk using his voice only. Let’s just say Filou was a very fast learner and it is probably safe to say he loved the free run-around.

After Filou came little Bottel. If I recall correctly he was saved from an animal trader at a Belgian market in Liege. Wasn’t he a little heart breaker? When I made the long trip from Australia to Germany to visit my family with my two children; one was 10 and the other just shy of 3 years old Bottel behaved very very possessive and protective towards us. But he did calm down and made great friends with the kids.


Unfortunately he too went over the rainbow last year and is now likely to have met his predecessor Filou and hopefully they are both having a super time

Meanwhile back on earth; this nearly broke my cousin as it happened at an inopportune time when all and everything went wrong. He had to make decisions on his own and just hope he will be understood and forgiven later. I was sad that I couldn’t be there to assist him. As always though he did pull through it and faster than I could mention it a new addition joined his family.

While his partner was recovering from a serious condition and subsequent emergency surgery and Sylvio was terribly lonely after Bottel went for his “forever walk” my dear cousin cruised the internet and stumbled upon the Animal Rescue Tierhilfe Korfu which is helping animals on the second largest Ionian Greek isle, Corfu. The island is a popular tourist and holiday destination of Germans and Europeans in general.

Sylvio found a new fury baby fairly quickly. Freddy is his name and he arrived via plane and a volunteer flight attendant in October last year at the airport in Düsseldorf, Germany.

He is the “King” in my cousin’s household and has the time of his life. He has walks/runs and plays on the nearby fields not far from where he lives. He wraps even our 98-year old Grandma right around his paw.


A little update from Freddy’s parents on the shelters website can be found here (just scroll until you find him Freddy 06/2016).

Freddy to me is a life-saver and joined the family at just the right time. I hope I will meet him someday personally and have a little play.

If you or anyone you know lives in Germany or Europe and wish to help out by adopting a pet, contact the shelter here.

Be warned though, there are very strict requirements and regulations before you are approved and rightfully so. This “Tierheim” (animal shelter) has taken on a monumental task and does a terrific job. However, as it is all over the world (even here in Oz), there is never enough funding while the animals just keep pouring in.

So, even if you are unable to adopt, here is the link to donate – even a little can make a difference:

Or if you do not wish to make direct monetary donations, the shelter has established    a wishlist on Amazon – check it out and perhaps this is the way you feel you want to help.

There are also flight attendants needed (they accompany the animal on their flight to their new and hopefully forever home).

Note: the website links and all their contents are in German as the shelter is run by Germans 🙂 .

I hope you too have , can or will make a difference in an animals life.

Until then, stay safe and take care. J xx


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My pets #1

paw prints

In Australia I know only a couple of people that do not have a pet. One of them are my in-laws who have only not so long ago had to send their beloved little terrier “Nick” over the rainbow due to age and health reasons. The others are my neighbours who used to run a “Family Day Care” household where pets unfortunately couldn’t live. Come to think of it though, I do remember Robby breeding budgies in the outside aviary.

Growing up and living in rental apartments in Germany and full time working it was impossible to keep a dog with a clear conscience. I did have cats all the time as they were so easy to keep indoors. Cats don’t mind to be on their own most of the day as long as they are provided for; fresh water, enough dry food, a clean litter box, toys, scratch post and preferably a nice sunny window :-).

Coming to Australia I promised myself that as soon as we had a house with a yard big enough I will get a dog. Finally in May 1998 my call to the local RSPCA asking for a puppy was successful. I took my daughter, jumped in our old Ford Falcon station wagon and went to visit the shelter. By the time I had Rick in my arms and on my lap he decided that he would not move until we took him home that very day.


He was my first dog and he was the most beautiful, loyal and gentle boy that you can imagine. He wouldn’t hurt a fly but would defend his family at all cost and that included future pet additions.

His story at the shelter was that at 10 weeks old (just 10 days before we took him home) the Ranger found him in a trapped in a sling and he needed to have his Dew Claw (?) removed. By the time we went to see him he was all ready to go to a loving home – ours as it turned out. He was a Labrador x Greyhound, yes that’s right and you couldn’t doubt it whenever you saw him sprinting.

Once he was settled at home however Rick loved to bring my fresh washing off the line….so after trying all tricks in the book we did go to find him a play mate (that will be a story for next time though ).

My Rick loved life and held on as long as he could but eventually we did have to make a tough decision as he so struggled to keep moving, had no eye sight left and really wasn’t sure-footed at all anymore. In January 2014 – at the rough age of 16 years – we did send him over the rainbow and hopefully he will know how much we loved him and still miss him.

RIP Rick – we will always remember. ♥♥