Now more than ever, you are needed to donate your old blankets, towels, and sheets to your local animal shelter. With financial cut-backs, repairs on shelters are often put off, so if it's drafty, the animals suffer. I know my shelter uses rags to stuff under doors. No kidding! Empty out those closets... this is your chance to get rid of stuff and do something useful!

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Mr. Wiggins's One Year Anniversary

At this exact hour last year I was on a plane going to Louisiana to get Mr. Wiggins from a couple who had rescued him from the gas chamber.  I saw a picture of him on Facebook and thought he looked just like my other little guy, Renaldo, and after a few days and a few frantic attempts at sending some money for him to be fostered, I was on the phone looking to adopt.

Here, here, and  here is the whole tale tail.

We got up fifteen minutes early today so the day wouldn't be so rushed and took our time during their 1.3 mile walk. He dutifully barks at all the squirrels and birds, though at this time of year it's dark so that gives me a break is sort of nice.

Little guy got a new $16 dollar collar his sucker super duper Mom bought to mark the occasion!

Here are some pics over the past year.

4th of July
Wiggins has helped Renaldo not feel so alone during the day (Renaldo is deaf), so that keeps him from scratching on the door or breaking out of the house to look for me (yes, he did that once).

Wiggins at Mommie's computer. She thought he was so clever standing on the chair she uses while at the computer, because she thought he was saying "hey, give me attention," but all he wanted was his ball.

Asleep during vacation.

On alert...

Wiggins settling for the back seat while his older brother was on Mommie's lap in the front seat.

Two peas in a pod.