There is something special which whee are reminded of in times of need. This blogosphere is a family. A family who pull together and create miracles when one of them is in need.
There is a kitty in need right now. If you aren’t familiar with Leo’s story – just visit our previous post where whee mention him or Savannah’s blog and take a look to see how much her foster bro-fur is going through. Leo is a very sick cat and Savannah’s pawrents are footing most of the vet bills while the cat charity he is from is trying to raise funds.
However a furry kind furry is creating one of the aforementioned miracles in doing a big Auction and Raffle thingy to raise money. To see the posts about how you can help see Mollie’s blog here and how to buy raffle tickets here. As this is quite a lot for one person to handle Misaki is also helping out and you can donate and buy raffle tickets there too.
If you can donate something or buy a ticket then please hop over there. All donations need to be told to Mollie or Misaki by Friday 17th. The Auction with take place on Monday 20th and raffle winners will be announced on Wednesday 22nd.
So please, if you can, help do! There is no better cause than family.
Nibbles, Nutty, Buddy & Basil
ps. Whee dedicate this song to Savvy, Leo and their pawrents . . .
When whee heard about this blog hop run by our furfriends Dogs n Paws, whee just had to take part and urge you to do so too. Whee want to highlight the plight of piggies at a local rescue. Anim-Mates is our favourite animal rescue ever. The work they do is simply amazing.
Here are the piggies seeking homes at the time of writing this post:
If you are looking please consider these lovelies.
Nibbles, Nutty, Buddy & Basil
Take the link below and please join in this great blog hop!
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When she made no move to do the normal hooman thing of going to the toilet I examined her movements more closely and realised she was dancing. Strange though it was I squeaked at her to explain herself. She picked me up (I had been running around the living room enjoying floor time) and began to explain.
All over the world there are animals who do not have and will not have a safe, loving home this Pigmass. Whee cannot help all of them or take all of them in (no matter how much whee might want to!) but whee can do a little something for a few guinea pigs in a UK rescue thanks to a wonderful idea run by some incredibly kind and generous individuals on a guinea pig forum whee adore. Secret Santa.
The idea is this: you send your name and say you would like to be paired up with a piggy (unfortunately it is all closed up now but whee managed to enter in time!) then you wait for them to pair you up! Today Mummy recieved the message saying which piggies whee were paired with.
They do include this:
“Please note: secret santas are anononmous! so don’t tell anyone! ”
Sorry guys but whee cannot reveal our piggies! Suffice to say whee did a little research and they are bootiful!
Mummy says she will shop for them tomorrow and she cannot wait. Whee have reminded her not to forget us! I did point out that the piggies are gorgeous . . . And I am gorgeous . . . And who wouldn’t want to unwrap me on Pigmass morning but she loves me to much to give me away, even for a good cause. *sigh* Sorry Ladies (and/or Gentlepigs!), I tried!
Now you are out of time to join in this secret santa but whee do have a little plan to help spread Pigmass cheer.
Why not find out where your local shelter is and see what they need. Blankets, towels, shampoos and toys are almosts always welcome. Then get your hooman to do a little Pigmass shopping and package up whatever you can get. After that you can write a little note or use this one:
There is ice on the ground,
And a chill in the air,
But luckily for you,
We have warmth to spare.
It may not be much,
But I hope it brightens up your day,
And makes lives better this Christmas,
That’s all I hope and I pray.
Tuck that in and send it on it’s way. You may not recieve any thanks. In fact if you do it properly and don’t tell anyfurry then you won’t but the feeling of warm fuzzies and Pigmass cheer will make you feel ten paws tall!
So why not try it. Presents can be big or small, money or packages, whatever you can give. Make a pet’s Pigmass!
There is no excuse for abandoning a pet of any kind when there are charities, rescues and shelters who are there to help. Mummy got very annoyed today reading something about hoomans excuses for abandoning dogs. She has incorporated them all into this poem. I know whee are preaching to the animal lovers here but Mummy had to share.
It just makes us grateful to have a safe home and a hooman to snuggle.
Nibbles , Nutty, Buddy & Basil
ps. Sorry it is a bit of a downer on our usual posts
Found myself on the street today,
I was cold and confused,
But this is what ma hooman did say ;
I’ve been too busy to walk you,
Look at the mess you’ve made,
You’re right in the way,
Forget those puppy games we played.
You are too big for cuddles,
You don’t match the setee,
I don’t care if you’re starving,
Even though you’re relying on me.
The kids don’t want to walk you,
And you slobbered on my friend,
And your pitiful whining ,
Is driving me round the bend.
You are far more expensive,
Than I first expected,
If all dogs cost as much as you ,
Then I’m not surprised they’re rejected.
You don’t fetch the paper,
Or come when I call,
And no matter what I shout,
You never give back the ball.
So what if I never trained you,
I thought you just knew these things,
You’re not man’s best friend,
Or the companions of Kings.
You howl in the evenings,
And when I watch TV,
And you seem to always sniffle,
With some chronic allergy.
I never thought you’d be hard work,
When you were little and sweet,
Now I’m kicking you out,
Cos’ you get under my feet.
And I sit,
On the street corner,
In the very way he’d always shout,
And watch, the other hoomans,
All milling about.
For my Master,
For a thousand years and a day,
He’ll come back for me, I pray.