Archive for May, 2007

Warm Weather Warning

Tuesday, May 29th, 2007

Years ago I was asked to put an American Staffordshire terrier puppy to sleep because he wasn’t perfect.  At 8 weeks of age, this puppy had knee problems and I advised his owner to wait and see how he developed before making such a rash decision.  But his owner was a breeder and only had the pup as payment for a stud fee and he did not want to put any more time and money into him.  So he told me to put him to his death.  I looked at that cute puppy (who fit in the palm of my hand), right in the eye, and he growled at me! Right then I knew I couldn’t put him to sleep and asked if I could keep him for myself. 

 

The reason I tell this story is to explain why I had a “pit bull” for 12 years.  I would not have gone out and bought one for myself because of the liability, but I now can say that that dog was the best dog I have ever owned.  Period.

 

He was funny, loyal, smart, athletic, and perhaps the most stoic dog I have ever met.  One summer day I took him to a tennis court to hit tennis balls for him to chase.  He loved to play fetch and balls were more like friends than toys to him.  He carried a ball in his mouth almost all the time; he loved them so much. 

 

It was a warm day–probably mid 80’s F and the sun had shone all day.  He was thrilled to chase the ball back and forth under the net and so happy to be able to play with us.  For about 15 minutes or so, he was a happy dog having fun.  All of a sudden he collapsed and went into a seizure!

 

I placed my hand on him and found out how hot he was–he was suffering from hyperthermia and luckily we had water nearby to quickly cool him off.  But while he was laying down recovering, I saw that all four of his paws were bloody as well.  I reached down and put my hand on the pavement and it was scorching hot!  The poor dog, who hadn’t limped a step, had second degree burns on his foot pads as well.

 

Not once did my dog wince or whimper as he stepped on the hot pavement.  Nor did he slow down when he was getting overheated.  He played until he dropped.  And that is what dogs do.  That is why we need to think for them.  I see too many people riding a bike (or rollerblading) and making the dog trot along side of them.  Most of these dogs are old, fat or panting heavily.  Unless you condition your dog and work up to a fast pace, don’t do this to your pet.

 

If you are out walking and you need water, your pet needs a drink as well.  If it is too hot to sit in a car with the windows rolled up–then it is too hot for your pet.  In Michigan it is illegal to ride in the back of a pick up truck because people easily fall out.  That happens with pets just as easily.  How many dogs have been killed by jumping out on to a road from the back of a pick up? 

 

Dogs can not think about the consequences of their actions.  We need to use common sense and think for them.  I learned my lesson early on and was lucky to have my dog for 12 wonderful years.    

Animal Oddities

Friday, May 25th, 2007

One of the reasons I love animal necropsies is that you never know what you will find.  Doing one is like opening a box of cereal and finding not only the prize, but sometimes you find 2 prizes–the expected stuff AND something unusual that doesn’t get reported very often.  Mummified twins, both sex organs, or foreign objects like coins and toys are pretty common.  They are fun to find because they are rare and sometimes pretty strange. 

 

This week there seems to be a boon on strange and rare animal happenings, and I am happy to report on three of them:

 

The first one is a cat from Zianyag City, in the Shaanxi province of China who grew what appear to be wings.  The owner said it happened after a traumatic event with some cats in heat, but the local veterinarians seem to think it is some kind of genetic mutation that allowed the appendages to form.  OK, I did not believe it either until I Googled it.  So go ahead and see for yourself……The picture I saw was pretty neat.

 

The next story caught my eye because it involved chickens.  A hen in Calcutta India, who was laying eggs six months ago, spontaneously underwent a sex change and turned into a rooster.  The picture that came with this story wasn’t all that spectacular, but I looked it up and this kind of thing happens more often than you would think. It would be interesting if the rooster goes on to father babies.  And only time will tell if that will happen.

 

The last strange story concerns a shark born at the Henry Doorly Zoo in Omaha, Nebraska.  It seems its mother was able to fertilize her own eggs and have the baby, sans a male being in the tank.  Scientists at first doubted their DNA test results, so they conducted the testing several times before determining that there was no male DNA present whatsoever.  Although this happens commonly in insects, and happens occasionally in reptiles and fish, it has never been reported  in mammals–but with all the strange things happening this week, I am going to watch the news for it!. 

 

Well there you have it.  Cats with wings, chickens deciding it is better to be a rooster, and an impatient shark who wanted a baby when no males were available.  Animals are simply amazing! 

 

(Please keep sending good thoughts to the mother whale and her baby caught in the river in California.  Both are injured and may not live much longer if they don’t reach the ocean soon.)  

 

 

Stollen Dogs

Tuesday, May 22nd, 2007

The Monroe News had a front page story about a woman whose dachshund had been stolen by a woman in a blue van.  It is a horrible fact that dogs are stolen every day here and around the nation.  If your dog is lucky, it is being stolen because it is cute, and somebody wanted a cute dog free of charge.  But if your pet is unlucky, it was stolen for other, nefarious reasons.
When I was conducting animal welfare inspections, we inspectors learned several reasons why people would steal a typical pet out of a yard.  Years ago, the primary reason was to resell the pet to laboratories for animal research.  People would either answer classified ads for “free dogs” (or cats), or steal them right out of fenced yards.  They would then collect up a few and turn around and sell them to places like hospitals and vet schools for research.  These people were called “bunchers” and were making nice profits until the laws changed to require traceability for these so called random sourced dogs and cats.  

But the practice still exists today, although it is much less common.  The good research labs are extremely careful about buying random sourced animals and screen each animal carefully before starting any research testing.  But occasionally they are sold a stolen dog by a licensed USDA B class dealer.  When that happens there are protocols to follow.  Most importantly remember this: they do not want your pets and they will gladly return your pet if it has ended up in their lab.  Many researchers are pet owners themselves and are repulsed by the thought of using a beloved pet in any research project.  Plus, what would be more tarnishing to an institution than the fact that they are using stolen animals?
As I said, stealing animals for research is not a common practice today.  Much more commonplace is stealing animals for pit bull training.  Training a pit bull to fight and kill other dogs is a long process.  Most pit bulls will not instinctively kill anything, so they have to be trained.  Typically trainers start with kittens. 

 Teaching the pit bulls to kill starts with a kitten, and progresses into killing something that fights back– which is usually adult cats.  After building up the dog’s confidence, the trainers switch over to puppies because a dog will rarely kill a puppy on its own.  Again, after the dog successfully starts killing puppies it needs to build confidence and that means larger and larger old dogs.  Old dogs put up a fight, but are easily defeated.  Eventually, the pit bulls are paired with other pit bulls and their fighting careers are begun.  As you see there are kittens, cats, puppies, and all sizes and ages of dogs needed to train a fighting dog, thus creating a market for stolen animals. 
Because Michigan is full of pit bull fighting rings, (as well as cock fighting rings), many pets are stolen every month.  Your best defense against theft is common sense.  Do not let your pets roam freely.  House your pets indoors, and watch them when they are outside.  Keep collars and tags on them when they are outside and report any odd behavior by neighbors and strangers when you see it.  Lastly, contact your representatives and tell them to crack down on animal fighting. It is against the law but seldom does it get law enforcement’s attention.  With effort, the activity can be abolished and there will not be a market for stolen dogs used for training.     
 

Preparing For An Emergency

Tuesday, May 15th, 2007

Today, pet professionals are meeting in Lansing to talk about animal care in times of extreme emergency.  Animal agencies like the Michigan Department of Agriculture, animal shelters, veterinarians, and humane groups are talking about the animals affected by tragedies like Katrina.  It seems like more and more, mother nature is playing havoc on states across the nation.  And having a state wide plan to address the issue is a step in the right direction.  Large fires, floods, tornados and nuclear accidents are situations in which massive evacuations will take place.  Have you thought about your own pets in a situation like this?

It is always good to prepare BEFORE an emergency and remembering your pets is something that takes a lot of preparation.  If you have livestock and a fire is approaching, what would you do?  What would you do differently if there was a leak at the Fermi plant?  Are your pets vaccination records all in one, easy to reach place, in case you need to grab them as you head out the door?  What about leashes, collars with licenses, and ID tags?  Small bags of food, and those collapsable dishes that hikers use are great for keeping on hand in case of emergency.  

Along with provisions for ourselves, we keep all these items, plus potable water, in duffel bags in a closet next to the door.  When an emergency strikes and you need to leave quickly, being prepared will get you and your pets out safely.  Think about it, devise a plan, and get your supplies together soon!

Dog Attacked By Coyotes

Friday, May 11th, 2007

Today the news is reporting an unusual dog attack in Canton Township.  Instead of some loose pit bull mauling some poor school kid, a Golden Retriever was attacked by a pack of coyotes.  Even on a leash, the dog wasn’t safe from the attacking canines. 

 

The owner was walking the elderly dog on a leash in a popular park—unfortunately after dark, when the animals attacked.  The owner did what any owner would do in that situation and risked her own safety to help scare the animals away.  The dog had several puncture wounds, but looked like it would be OK.

 

The moral of the story is this:  the more we populate the earth, the more we push the wildlife into smaller and smaller habitats.  This forces them either to adapt to the new environment, or perish.  Creatures like coyotes, raccoons, opossums and skunks, are quick to adapt.  Normally, coyotes eat small mammals like mice, rats, and rabbits.  But as their habitat changes, they have had to change their diet.  And what is the most plentiful mammal in suburbia?  Loose cats, and small dogs—although if hungry enough, an elderly large dog, (or small unattended child), is just as easy to kill.

 

To prevent this from happening again, a few easy steps can keep your pets safe.  First, keep your cats in the house, and do not let small children, or your other pets out of your sight.  Invest in real fencing for your yard.  The electronic fences will keep your pets at home, but won’t protect them from predators.  Thirdly, keep the brush in your yard under control to keep the prey types of animals, (mice, rats, rabbits),  from living around your home.  Also, by  removing the brush you have removed the cover material the predator animals need for stalking their victims.  That, and keeping your garbage in sealed, leak proof containers will prevent your house from becoming a smorgasbord for the neighborhood wildlife—and believe me, they will disappear.  An area that does not provide food for the animals will soon be devoid of them.

Lastly, don’t forget to keep your pets current on their rabies vaccinations!  If this dog did not have a documented rabies vaccination, it would have been subject to a quarantine by the local animal control office.      

 

Food Safety For All

Tuesday, May 8th, 2007

I recently received an email encouraging me to call my congressman John Dingell and tell him to support the “Pet and Human Food Safety Act” introduced by Rosa Delauro and Richard Durbin.  The email had the Humane Society of the US logo on it and it probably was legitimate.  But I really think that food safety is an issue that needs a major over haul–both for people and pet food.

The reasoning behind this is that if pet food is found adulterated, as in the case of melamine, it can be converted to livestock feed. That is why millions of chickens and a few hundred pigs are being quarantined today awaiting test results.  But really,  food contaminated with anything, especially melamine, does not need to be fed to any other species and needs to be destroyed, (or sent back to the country of origin).  

The bigger  picture here though is that food is being imported into our country and is not being actually tested to check whether it is contaminated with other things such as pesticides, poisons, and other non food additives on a regular, shipment by shipment basis.   And that is not saying that there isn’t a government agency charged with doing that testing.  Both the USDA and the FDA have food regulating authorities. But the food regulations are convoluted, over lapping, and under funded, making food safety a real terrorist threat.  It was our pets that suffered this time.  Next time it could be the human members of your family.    

Animals With Jobs Part 2–The Equine Edition

Friday, May 4th, 2007

Dogs are not the only animals with jobs.  Equines both large and small often have jobs helping people in many ways.  And I am not just talking about cart horses taking tourists around exotic cities.  These equines actually impact peoples lives and are performing small miracles every day.

Stepping Stones Therapeutic Riding, Inc on Hurd road in Monroe is one such place.  If you ever get a chance to stop by, or better yet volunteer your time, I hope you do.  The grounds are beautiful and calming, and the people are helping special needs children every day.  Here the riders get to improve their muscle tone, coordination, and balance, as well as form a bond with a very understanding, and non judgmental friend, the horse.   As any teenager will tell you, confiding in a horse is easy.  They listen well, and believe everything you say!  

And those same qualities also come into play when Thumbelina, (the worlds smallest horse), visits children in schools, summer camps, and hospitals.  She also travels around the country raising money for good causes so she not only helps people directly, but helps fund special programs.  Thumbelina is only 17 1/2 inches tall and is more comfortable playing with dogs than with other horses.  She also sleeps in a dog house when not doing her good deeds, or getting her picture taken with Radar, the worlds largest horse.  Even though Radar stands 6 feet, 7 inches, Thumbelina didn’t get intimidated.  What a good lesson to teach children everywhere.

My last equine hero is a mini donkey named Nicodemus, (named after a biblical figure reputed to have miraculous powers).  He is owned by 72 year old Jerry Cosgray of Cass County, Indiana.  Mr. Cosgray plans to visit wounded soldiers from Iraq on a journey that will take him from his farm in Royal Center, IN to San Antonio, TX.  Nicodemus has been featured on Animal Planet after making a name for himself by helping people in nursing homes, schools, and rehab centers.  Donkeys are wonderful equines, smarter than the average horse, and so affectionate.  My friend Ellen has one named Bosco and he is almost a zen experience on hooves.  Just ask Ellen…..or if you want it straight from the horses mouth, ask Bosco! 

    

   

My Trip to Puerto Rico

Tuesday, May 1st, 2007

Sorry I havent written in a while, but I have been in the travel mode for a few weeks now. Even though I am still travelling, I have access to my laptop and hopefully can post while I am on the road.My first trip took me to the beautiful island of Puerto Rico. We stayed in San Juan, and even though it was a working vacation for my husband, we still got to take in all the sights and attractions of the island.The thing that struck us the most was all the loose and stray dogs. They were walking across the roads, trotting down the side walks, and some were just sleeping. Most of them were ragged, hairless from fleas, and thin, eating only the garbage they found along the highway–which also was another striking thing about the island.

Even though the place was an awesome tropical paradise, garbage was everywhere. People had no respect for their neighborhoods, lawns, and the beaches. They even threw away their garbage in the national rainforest called El Yunque. Why would you be proud to be a Puerto Rican, and yet have no pride in your island?

We saw a few stray cats, and surprisingly a lot of horses. Most of the horses we saw were tied up along a fence at a bar–I guess drinking and riding isnt breaking the law? But the rest of them were in small towns and walking down paved sidestreets. Very different from the mainland.

(Except Norco, California, the self proclaimed horse capital of the US. In that town, bridle paths take the place of sidewalks, and every business has a hitching post out in front. Even the McDonalds!! On the weekends, it was pretty common to see 300 to 400 horses being ridden down the bridle paths around town. How cool is that?)

The big animal concern of the island seemed to be the endangered Puerto Rican parrot. It was nearly wiped out by hurricane Hugo several years ago after its numbers had dwindled due to human encroachment into its breeding grounds. But with the help of the US Forrest Service who breed and release the birds, the bird is making a comeback–at least in the rain forrest.

That is one animal the islanders did not treat like garbage. The rest seemed to be tossed away to fend for themselves. Some doing pretty well, and some not too good. Like the little black mutt I saw trotting down the sidewalk with a prolapsed uterus. With the warmth and the flies, that dog had only a few days to live. Surprisingly, there were no dead dogs or cats lying along side the road. Maybe the dumb ones had already been hit and killed by cars. But that poor black mutt wasnt ever going to be smart enough to save herself from infection of a prolapsed uterus.  How sad for such a beautiful place.