Here are some photos from our trip to Bhutan for my 50th birthday.
This old man welcomed us top Bhutan with candy and gold strings to wrap around our wrists for luck while traveling in his country.

One of many Phallic symbols that adorns houses in Bhutan

One of the thousands of stray dogs

Our accommodations in Bhutan
bathing in a horse trough. Hey, after 10 days, who’s complaining??
Tigers Nest Monastery No words to describe it.


As many of you know, I have recently joined the ranks of  “doggy foster moms”.  I did this because although I donate to certain rescue groups, (Best Friends Animal Society mostly), I felt the need to become more hand’s on.

Since I am a facebook junkie, I “like” or “join” lots of different rescue organizations online. I was deeply bothered by the sheer numbers of pets that were on death row for some reason. Stray, throw away, puppy-mill rescue..whatever. the entries read something along the lines of “this is rover. His owner decided that he was too big, so he took him to the kill shelter. Please help us get him out before tomorrow or he gets the gas chamber.”

Well, they can’t get a dog out unless it has a foster home (at least) to go to. That’s where I come in.

So, my first foster several months ago was a little minute of a dog I called JoJo. He was young, energetic, adorable and VERY distrusting. He was also a total mess, and chewed absolutely everything he could get his sharp little teeth on!  Within a week he warmed up and decided that I had his back, and lo and behold, I became attached.

JoJo likes beer boxes

I was sure I was heading down “Foster Failure” lane, but then a good friend in Tennessee saw his picture on my facebook page and then I hooked them up on SKYPE and that was history. When I made the “hand-off”, I (more…)

Click. It’s one of the first things I do each morning when I turn on my computer. I click the purple button on  the Animal Rescue Site.

That one click that takes a second to do, provides a bowl of food to a homeless pet in a shelter. Really.  I looked it up on snopes after someone poo-poo’d it and (more…)

A Dog Named Chrstmas


Wow! it’s December, Thanksgiving is behind us, shoppers are out full-throttle, trees are getting decorated, the classic Christmas shows are on TV and all is good.  Well, not ALL is good. 

Did you know that each year somewhere between 6-8 million animals enter shelters?  Half of those are euthanised. That is 3-4 million pets that will  unnecessarily be put to death because they have been thrown away, surrendered, lost, or, due to lax spay/neuter laws, multiplied to exhorbatant numbers.  This is unacceptable in my book! 

Friends and regular readers of this blog know that I am an advocate for homeless animals. This week I watched a Hallmark Hall of Fame book-turned-TV movie  “A Dog Named Christmas“. You may have seen it advertized. A sweet tale of a family with a mentally challenged  son who hears about an “Adopt a Dog for Christmas” program at the local animal shelter. He adopts an older lab, and brings media attention to all of the area’s shelter dogs in need of a temporary foster home just for Christmas, while the staff is away and the dogs will be left alone or minimally cared for. The deal is that they can bring it back on Dec. 26.  

The Shelter Pet project


At the end of the movie, the author of the book, Greg Kincaid, makes a public appeal on behalf of animal shelters across the country.  Foster a homeless pet for Christmas.  And guess what?? Over 2000 animal shelters and rescue groups have agreed to participate.  I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE  this idea! Why not share a few days with an amimal in need who may never have known the joy of having it’s own person that loves him, feeds him and keeps him warm? Even if you don’t keep the pet, (and bets are you will), you have shown him a little ray of light and goodness. 

HK, Kismet, Roxie and I will be driving 10 hours each way to celebrate the holidays with my parents (and their rescued dog, Tessa). It won’t be possible for us to foster a christmas dog this year. But I will do my part  in other ways; dog food drives, donations and standing tall and proud on my soapbox to encourage others to do what they can to spread some joy to a deserving, innocent, homeless pet.