The Tale of Coolidge & Effie
Coolidge when he was very young (photo taken by Lauren from Eel Creek Chronicles)
Coolidge was one of the rescued kittens from a litter that was found in a field. He was a shy and timid cat, uncertain of his new surroundings, when Lauren and her husband first brought him home. (Lauren’s description sounds similar to what I experienced with Cino when I brought her home). But the patience and love they seem to have had for Coolidge eventually created a beautiful bond. Continue reading
The tale of Happy, Chou, and Haïden told by Audrey
In my early blogging days when I was still an apprentice. In the days when I would spend hours staring at the computer screen or googling things, researching and using YouTube. I still do that but I’m more of an expert now. Anyways, in those days I was trying out the creation of a photo gallery and customizing it to my menu. I decided to make a photo shoot session with the friendliest being I know…please meet Happy.
The tale of Cinnamon and Shadow told by Jeanne
Cinnamon was technically my mother’s dog, but I was like the second mother to her. A lady I used to work for had a miniature poodle named Ginger, and when my mother saw her, she wanted one. When Ginger’s breeder had some more puppies, my mother got one. Amazingly, Cinnamon and Ginger had the exact same markings, only Cinnamon was a little bigger. I suppose that’s not all that surprising since their parents were the same, just from different litters (about 2 years apart). Continue reading
The tale of Greta told by Maria
We lost our previous dogs, Stormy (a Minpin) and Blanca (a Chihuahua) kind of close together. Stormy was almost 17 and Blanca 15 1/2 years. I was sad when Stormy was gone but really grieved over Blanca. We said we’d take our time, but Blanca died in October of 2014 and on my birthday in March 2015, we brought Greta home from the SPCA. She is part Dachshund and part Chihuahua.
We’ve had two-year-old Greta since she was four months old. She and her brother were given up to our local SPCA. Her papers said her former people “could not keep/do not want.” Well, WE wanted her! I would have taken her brother too but we live in an apartment. Continue reading
The tale of Casey told by Allison
One evening our neighbor called us over because she heard a strange sound near one of the sheds. It sounded like a meow. As it turned out, it WAS a meow!
An adorable little gray tabby barn kitten had fallen through a hole in the attic and was trapped inside the wall!
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