Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Canine Distemper and Cod Liver Oil

In the good old days when I was still in school studying, I had the good fortunate of discovering many great works by the late John Steinbeck (1902 - 1968). Recently, I decided to reread a few of his books. And "Cannery Row" was one of them.
My revisit to this hilarious book brought me great pleasures again. It was certainly entertaining. Among many other things, I have also learned good nutrition and cod liver oil can help to cure distemper in a dog. "Doc," one of the star characters in the book, was a biologist who collected life-animals for research labs. He helped "Darling," a pointer puppy, recover from the deadly respiratory disease. All her worried owners, residents of the Palace Flophouse, had to do was to feed her "strong soup, eggs and cod liver oil."
In future should one of my furry friends, young or old, suffer this fatal disease, in addition to proper veterinary cares, I will make sure to provide them with extra portions of "strong soup, eggs and cod liver oil." - Ayee

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Rambo, a Very Lucky Budgie

During one recent hot day, Rambo fled the coop. While his people friends were looking for him in the trees and bushes around where they live, their beloved pet already found a comfortable perch in a house a half of a block away.

Rambo is not only talkative. He is a fast talker too. It did not take long for his two new friends, John and Diane, rolled out their digital camera and color printer. Many posters about a very worried budgie were on neighborhood telephone poles on the same day Rambo went AWOL.

In the morning after Rambo’s escape, his distraught owners thought out a different strategy to get their pet bird home. They put his cage on the steps leading to the front door of their house. They thought the cage adorned with mirrors and shining beads might help Rambo remember where his home was.

Then, a passerby was on her routing morning walk. She saw the telling posters on the telephone poles. She also noticed an empty bird cage in someone’s yard. That made her curious. So she decided to see if there was a connection between the posters and an empty cage.
Eureka! Now Rambo is home contemplating for his next excursion.

In this case, curiosity did not kill the cat but found a bird. - Ayee

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

What is our world made of?

It is made of with two types of people: one is gentle and loving but the other harsh and cruel.

A few weeks ago, I read in the newspaper about the trials of two young burglars for "nuking" a house cat to death in a microwave oven. Normally I do not believe jail times are effective punishments. But in this case, I do pray that the sentences to punish the guilty ones are a long and severe one.

Then today at a neighborhood pet supplies store, I am pleased to see the other side of our world.
At the store, a young good-looking fellow asked the proprietor for some bird foods. He told the store owner he found a badly injured bird on the street yesterday and thought it would soon die. Instead of leaving it die on the street, he took it home. This morning he did not find a dead bird but found the injured bird had drunk some of the water he put out for the patient. So he decided to get some proper foods for the bird. With a big grin on his face he told us he will release the bird when it is well enough to go.

Hurrah! - Ayee

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Neighborhood Racoons

Neighborhood Racoons

One morning when I was on my way out for some errands, a huge mama racoon and four cute fur balls were looking at me with question marks in their big round eyes. A family of five was at the foot of a big cedar tree. To me the encounter was a pleasing surprise as in our neighborhood we do not often see racoons in bright day lights.

Once they saw me coming, the mother racoon frantically led the pack to escape from this human intruder. Mom and three of the kits managed to slip through the fence and scampered into the neighbor’s yard. The one left behind seemed to have a problem following what others did. Suddenly this little furry creature was seen on the top of the fence. When it scaled down from the high fence in such a hurry to join its family, it landed in the neighbor’s pool instead. Luckily the swimming hole was covered with thick plastic sheets. The poor thing had to skate on the wet and slippery surface before getting itself out of the pool and ran into the bush on the other side of the neighbor’s yard.

What I saw of this little ring-tailed neighbor was very entertaining. It also enlightened me to see how ingenious the wild animals are. A little "thing" weighed less than a few pounds knew exactly how to find alternative ways to protect itself. Perhaps we, the humans, can learn a few things from the wild animals. So we will also know among other things how to pull ourselves out of the harm’s way. - Ayee