tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67459995052869135902011-04-22T03:58:19.735+08:00...I will save the world, cleaning one dog (or cat/small animal) cage at a time.iwadesuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17879757155770179722noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745999505286913590.post-17595357201312159102008-07-06T00:49:00.006+08:002008-07-06T00:58:01.957+08:00

Am browsing the SPCA website and I see a silky terrier that does not look like the real mccoy due to its lack of silky hair. They do that sometimes. They shave the dogs or cats when they come in.I find it funny when they shave the dogs at SPCA. People turn up at the cages and go 'Shih Tzu?' Then they look at the dog and go 'nah'.It also reminds me of what my secretary Pauline did. She shaved her

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I've read something quite unbelievable today. There's been an article in today's newspaper - "Diners at two restaurants near the Bukit Timah Saddle Club who feed the race horses have been told to stop the habit". At the end of the article, was the following:One couple who were spotted touching the horses and taking photographs of them said they did not notice the signs.Mr Siew Jian Ming, 25, a

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While leading the dogs back to their kennels today, 3 of them were strong enough to drag me behind while they explored the great big doggy world. It was comical, me flying behind them on leash.There's a beautiful Rottweiler at the SPCA today. She's lovely and has a very sweet nature.SkyThe dogs get little chew toys which are shaped like poo. No idea what are they for - never seen the dogs vaguely

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(Everything in this post and blog is my own personal opinion, and in no way reflects that of the SPCA or its staff and other volunteers.)Happy Birthday to me! And I spend this first hour of being 25 years old, reviewing the mistakes I have committed as a new volunteer at the SPCA.The biggest problem a volunteer can have begins with the question "Excuse me, do you work here?" This question usually

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It's not very often that dogs who turn up in SPCA end up being caged with another. But we've had 2 pairs in the last month I've been there. Bubbles and BabyThese 2 GR boys were adopted not long after I saw them on the 20th of April. Hopefully (and I think they did, see below) they were adopted together and are happy in their new home. Sherry the Golden Retriever and Yao Yao the ChihuahuaThis

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(reproduced from ASPCA website )Late last week the ASPCA issued a press release in response to the tremendous outpouring of public concern over a 2007 art exhibition by Costa Rican artist Guillermo Habacuc Vargas that featured an emaciated dog. Because reports on the duration of the exhibit and the condition and fate of the dog vary widely—including those issued from the Nicaraguan gallery

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Baileys, Bernice & Bernie Originally uploaded by iwadesuThis is by far my favourite photo for now. 3 in a row! And so cute!I had to carry them out of their kennel and they were absolutely adorable.

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Found the ASPCA website. It's very professional and attractive. Of course, looking at the careers page, they have professional full time staff to manage it, which SPCA Singapore probably does not have at the moment.I especially like the ASPCA's system of colour-coding the animals in the adoption shelter to better suit potential families. Check out their Meet Your Match system. (They even have a

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Everybody wants a cat like Muffin.Muffin, Persian, with a hint of Maine Coon. Blue-grey with yellow eyes. He surveys his strange surroundings calmly. He lets you pet him, but is not keen to be picked up. He's quiet. He is a gem among all the 'local' breed cats at the SPCA.This morning, a middle age lady and her husband have chosen him. He is just like my old cat, she tells the pet counselors. It

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If you do go to the SPCA, do take time to play with the animals, with the assistance of a staff or volunteer. For potential animals which you are considering adopting, this could prove crucial in determining if you and the animal are suitable for each other. In the long run, the animal benefits from it too.The following is an excerpt from an email I received from the SPCA Volunteer Coordinator,

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After hanging out at the SPCA for consecutive weekends, I still cannot decide whether I like dogs or cats more. Cleaning dog cages is definitely the messier job, but dogs are such uncomplicated animals.Cats are small and lovely, but unpredictable. Actually I think it does not matter whether it's a cat or dog, I'd like a quiet pet who would be contented to sit still and let me fuss and pet it for

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Blink the cat is the Houdini his generation. I arrived early this morning and was amazed to find an opened cat cage. Blink appeared not long later, calm and maybe a bit smug at having escaped. I later learnt, Blink has managed to open any cage they tried to keep him in.Blink has other virtues including the ability to look cute and innocent after his obvious cage-break, the tenacity to resist

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The SPCA website has just been updated and looks really professional and sophisticated now. Go check it out here

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Cleaning dog poo has a greater fear factor than cat poo, though climbing into rabbit cages might be just as bad (thank goodness I was not on small animal duty last Saturday, there was a whole new wall of rabbits to deal with).I thought I saw 4 volunteers rostered for dogs duty on Saturday, but only 2 of us turned up. And me, the obvious rookie was naturally adopted by one of the full time SPCA

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Volunteer sessions on Sunday mornings begin at 9.30am. This morning I arrived at 9.20am, to find myself being stared at by 4 cats sitting high on their perch in the cattery while waiting for the other volunteers to arrive.After a quick new volunteer orientation of the premises (which basically consisted of learning where the kitchen was, bowls and cleaning materials kept), me and A., who was

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I probably first asked for a dog when I was 3, having chased 10 German Shepherd puppies around my grandmother's garden and deciding they were fun, but got a big fat 'no' from my parents. At 8 my parents gave me a baby sister and my grandmother tried to convince me she was better than a dog. There was an incident where my neighbour claimed I tried to walk my toddler sister like a dog (it really

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