Archive for December, 2005

Follow-up on Finnegan, the orphaned squirrel

This is a follow-up to a post October 19, 2005 …. “What A Good Mommy I Am” … NewsFlash – Once nursed among pups, squirrel moves on after one last visit

12/27/2005, 3:31 p.m. PT
The Associated Press

SEATTLE (AP) — Finnegan, the orphaned squirrel, has found a new family. But he didn’t go in a hurry.

In early September, when he was a newborn, animal lover Debby Cantlon started caring for Finnegan after fielding a call from someone who found him near a tree in a south Seattle suburb. His eyes hadn’t even opened yet.

He got famous after television cameras captured images of Cantlon’s dog, a Papillon with long-haired butterfly ears, letting him nurse alongside her pups.

When Finnegan was 8 weeks old, Cantlon decided it was time for him to return to the outdoors and started letting him outside.

At first, he ran around but would stay in her yard in north Seattle. Every night, he would scratch at the back door or at one of Cantlon’s windows to be let in.

Then one day, he didn’t come back.

Cantlon didn’t see him for two weeks, then one day he returned with four squirrels. He disappeared again and returned one more time — on Thanksgiving Day.

“He came close, but he wouldn’t let me touch him,” Cantlon told The Seattle Times. “He just wanted me to know he was OK. He’s wild and free and happy and doing exactly what he’s supposed to be doing.”

Cantlon, who lives with her husband, Maqsood Ahmed, has cancer and said helping the animals is a healing activity.

“It’s therapeutic for me to be able to work with wildlife and be involved in saving the little lives of animals,” she said. “Animals have always been the love of my life, so to set them free and watch them fly and join their own kind, that’s what I get out of it.”


Information from: The Seattle Times,

©2005 All Rights Reserved

Newspaper for newshounds

Newspaper for newshounds

Herald Sun: Newspaper for newshounds [21dec05]

Terry Brown

BARKING mad newshounds? Scruffy staff? Snarling and bristling on deadline day? Nothing new there, but around Albury Wodonga, the Border Tail newspaper takes the biscuit.

It’s been digging up doggy scoops for nearly four years, since editor Robyn Flemming and her deputy editor – her pampered papillon Charlie – started it.
It was an offshoot of the local Dogs Breakfast Group, where 60 dogs and their well-trained humans had a free-for-all each month.

The “Dear Ruby” column gives advice on finding a Freddo frog, . . . and on canine shoe fetishes.

Interviews probe what really gets a dog hot under the collar.

“Charlie was interviewed in it once,” Robyn explains.

“She was asked who her dream date was – Brad Pit Bull!”

Dog horoscopes can be more practical than pooches prefer.

Aries dogs, for instance, are known to fight over females and the stars advise veterinary insurance and “early castration”.

There’s a Grumpy Old Dogs section, possibly featuring those unfortunate Arians.

The year’s last issue has new year’s resolutions for next year – the Chinese Year of the Dog.

Taz-man, a ridgeback-cross provided last year’s.

“He promised not to clean the new baby’s face with his tongue or to tear off the dog flap barreling through,” Robyn said.

About 300-odd dog families around Australia get the .

MP Malcolm Turnbull’s dogs Rusty, Jojo and Mellie have it emailed to them.

The paper raises money for Trish Smith’s Albury Dog Rescue, which saved 70 death-row dogs this year.

Mostly, though it gets people and dogs together.

“When there’s 50 to 60 dogs, it’s an amazing thing to see,” Robyn said.

You wouldn’t read about it – although your dog might.

© Herald and Weekly Times

Dogs bring health dose of affection to hospital

Dogs bring health dose of affection to hospital
Andrew Duddie gets a lick Monday from “Daisy Mae,” a black and white papillon breed dog, as part of a pet therapy program at Stamford Hospital. Healing Hounds, which started in 2001, provides “canine comfort and support” to patients and staff, according to the hospital.
Copyright © 2005, Southern Connecticut Newspapers, Inc.


The Advocate – Dogs bring health dose of affection to hospital

By Christiana Sciaudone
Staff Writer

Published December 14 2005

STAMFORD — Borrowing Daisy May was the only brightness in Dorrie Plotnick’s day. She was undergoing chemotherapy for breast cancer, which killed her sister and cousin.

“She brought me such joy,” said Plotnick of her neighbor’s black and white papillon breed dog.

Plotnick, of Norwalk, felt compelled to share the feeling. She discovered Healing Hounds, a program at Stamford Hospital, where she was treated.

Yesterday, about five weeks after the completion of her chemotherapy, Plotnick brought Daisy for her second visit to patients in the telemetry ward, where heart patients are monitored at the hospital.

Healing Hounds, which started in 2001, provides “canine comfort and support” to patients and staff, according to the hospital. Recently, UCLA researchers found that dog visits “helped heart and lung function by lowering pressures, diminishing release of harmful hormones and decreasing anxiety among hospitalized heart failure patients,” according to the American Heart Association.

Dana Neuman is a volunteer who heads the Stamford pet program. She started volunteering at the hospital with Oso, her 85-pound Bernese mountain dog, four years ago.

Oso — which means bear in Spanish — is a member of Therapy Dog International, a nonprofit volunteer group based in Flanders, N.J., that provides qualified handlers and dogs for visitations to institutions, facilities and other places. Dogs in the Stamford program aren’t required to have any certification. They just have to be polite, good with people and comfortable in a hospital, according to Neuman.

Not all qualify — two dogs Neuman auditioned simply were not interested — they kept running for the door.

Dogs visit about an hour a week and are assigned to various departments, often based on their owners’ preferences. If Neuman had her way, there would be two dogs a day in each of the five departments, seven days a week. Currently, 18 dogs with about 16 volunteers participate in the program.

Back at the third-floor telemetry unit, the hospital staff cooed around Oso, who settled comfortably down in the middle of the work station.

“Here’s my baby,” said nurse Janice Powers. “Where have you been?”

“Oso!” cried Eileen Elliott, the unit coordinator. “He’s back.”

Oso lay on his belly, face on the ground between his paws, and looked around him.

“Oh my goodness, isn’t he cute,” said nurse Romayne Yingling.

“You know I love you so much, silly boy,” Powers said, rubbing the dog.

Meanwhile, Daisy arrived for her second visit to the heart-monitoring unit.

The dog’s full name is Daisy Mae Hertz, and her great-grandfather won best in show at the Westminster Kennel Club in 1999, and her grandfather won best in breed in 2002 and 2003.

Plotnick, in all black and white to match the dog, wore cat-face earrings and a cat brooch, as well as Scottish terriers on her sweater. She accompanied Daisy, whom she borrows every Monday from her neighbor, dog trainer Helene Hertz.

“Oh, can my husband see him?” Anne Duddie asked Plotnick. Duddie’s husband was in a room at the end of the hall.

Plotnick, who has three cats at home, gladly obliged. Plotnick said she would love a papillon of Daisy’s line, and is waiting until she finds a job where she can bring a dog to work. Plotnick makes frames for the Labriola Frame & Art Gallery in Stamford.

Daisy pounced on Andrew Duddie’s bed and onto his chest.

“How are you doing?” he asked the dog.

Daisy pounced around and on Duddie — the benefit of weighing only four pounds — then hopped off and scampered across the hall.

“Daisy, come!” Plotnick cried.

Daisy quickly turned around and bounded back and onto Andrew Duddie’s bed once more.

“Grrrrrr, grrrrr,” Duddie, 80, teased the dog, scratching her with two hands.

The Duddies had a “Heinz 57,” a mutt, who died a while back. The couple never replaced the dog because it was too much to care for as they aged. Instead, they play with their daughters’ pets.

Daisy pranced up above Duddie’s pillow, and Anne Duddie leaned in for a quick lick. “Gimme some lovin’,” she asked of Daisy.

Copyright © 2005, Southern Connecticut Newspapers, Inc.

Enough room for the both of us

Enough room for the both of us

Excuse me Mr. Maxxie. That’s My Doughnut Pillow Bed-Bed in front of the fireplace

Excuse me Mr. Maxxie. That's My Doughnut Pillow Bed-Bed in front of the fireplace

Zeussie Pussy Cat … is recovering and now drinking and eating ….

It was touch and go this past week and very traumatic for myself, my wife and Maxxie and Sophie … Zeussie has been near death and slowly recovering and getting his health back. I took a picture at his first turning point.

Climbing Mount-HART

Aaaahhhhh .. it’s Woonnnderful lying here in front of the fireplace….

Aaaahhhhh .. it's Woonnnderful lying here in front of the fireplace....

Hey Sophie! Come lie with me in front of the fireplace!

Hey Sophie! Come lie with me in front of the fireplace!

I know I’m cute as a button .. It’s a curse .. I can’t help it

I know I'm cute as a button .. It's a curse .. I can't help it