Showing posts with label pets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pets. Show all posts

Sep 4, 2015

Actress and Author Elinor Donahue: The Cat Who Read The Mail

The Cat Who Read the Mail - Donahue, Elinor



Publicity photo of actress Elinor Donahue from...
Publicity photo of actress Elinor Donahue from an appearance on the television program Goodyear Theater. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)















Do you love watching Elinor Donahue on Cozi, Me and Antenna TV, too..........

She was always one of my favorites growing up.......her beautiful voice and personality still shine right through the television screen.

Not only is she a good cook but she loves animals, too.......and she loves chatting with her furry children, as well.

Thanks, Elinor, for telling us about your experiences with cats and sharing your favorite recipes--Good job and well done.


The Cat Who Read the Mail

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"The Cat Who Read the Mail" sixteen amazing stories about our mysterious bond with animals Can a dog understand the grief and loss of 9/11? Can a cat expose a cheating husband? Can a research dog let his rescuer know he wants to be called 'Rexy"? Absolutely! And here are the stories to prove it. These are accounts of extraordinary interactions between people and pets. Stories that surprise, perplex and move us. But The Cat Who Read the Mail is not simply another collection of 'amazing" animal stories. Instead, animal writer and columnist Elinor Donahue explores the interaction between people and pets when it moves beyond amazing and becomes inexplicable, mysterious, profound. She's interviewed dozens of ordinary people who have anything but ordinary stories to tell.





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Here, told in a lively, journalistic style, are the most compelling encounters with the unexpected through an animal. Samson the cat began chewing and ripping the mail - selecting only the mail addressed to the husband of the house. He'd then deposit the remains at the front door where the wife would see it when she came home. Samson was on to something. Annie, the 12-pound therapy dog at Ground Zero, gathered the gazes of a circle of bereaved men a few days after 9/11 - whereupon each of them spilled out, one by one, whom they lost there. 'My mother." 'My brother." 'My sister." When Malibu the dog died, her housemate cat, Whip, watched in fascination -- and the next day took on Malibu's daily habits, including opening the kitchen cabinets to forage for dog treats. 

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While each story in this entertaining and fast-reading book stands on its own, the narratives gather momentum as acollection, suggesting there is more mystery and meaning here than our limited vantage can account for. However, Donahue does not attempt to explain or interpret. She simply showcases these special pets and the ordinary people who have glimpsed the extraordinary because of them. The Cat Who Read the Mail offers 16 stories that, in quick and glancing style, suggest that animals are in on the play of the universe in ways beyond our imagining. Still, each episode is real and occurred in the ordinary life of a grounded human being. The people in these stories never expected or sought the unexplainable event they experienced. Donahue has interviewed each of these individuals in depth, selecting the most compelling stories. Like Joel, the optometrist who dealt only in rational fact. He wasn't expecting that an eerie howl from the cat would precede the apparition of Baxter, his recently deceased dog. And a renowned dog trainer found that indeed it matters what you call your dog. When it hears the name it really wants, like 'Jazz," the animal will respond far more readily than when the moniker is a misfit, like 'Daisy." Though not sentimental heart warmers, these are stories for the good. That is their power. These occurrences can't be explained-and because of that they make their way into the crevices in our thinking. They take us to the moment of inswept breath-the aha! that catches us unaware. And they're fun to read!


copied from alibris.com


here is the wiki page about Elinor Donahue:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elinor_Donahue


Elinor Donahue Interview on the Archive of American Television:

http://www.emmytvlegends.org/interviews/people/elinor-donahue











May 24, 2014

Pit Bulls at The Dog Park: It's a Loaded Gun Sich

Pit Bulls at The Dog Park:  It's a Loaded Gun Situation







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A dog is not a trend. It is a life. It is not cool to have a pitbull or a particular breed because you want to be in. Dogs take work, money, and time and if you don't have it don't get one. I am tired of seeing all these unwanted pets put down because you wanted to be cool. Fix you pet dammit. Adopt don't procreate. And above all this life MATTERS




copied and inspiration from the facebook of Marty Bragg.......



Chloe Louise 

Ronnie and I like this a lot...........since I have had Ronnie, pit mix, I have never 

really been able to go to the dog park and sit down and relax and drink my Starbuck's. 



That's what people don't realize.......while Ronnie is the best dog--he is not prey driven--he has 

never hurt anyone--I got him because he was good with old cats--he is confident, he is not 

afraid or anything like that--but, oh my gosh, if a fight breaks out he wants to be the first one in 

it.




He can hear a fight and run to it before I can even see what is going on. 





He minds and I am careful 

to not go to the park when there is too much activity and I go home if I feel danger is around 

but, truthfully, it is always a precarious situation--from what he might potentially do (he is a 

dog) or what other dogs do. 





He has never attacked anyone but he has been attacked--the 

attacks happen in a split second. He does, however, like to engage in real, real rough playing. 

That kind of playing can escalate to real fighting quickly where he would not listen and 

someone would be hurt so I quit letting him play like that if at all possible. 





The other thing--if 

Ronnie just did anything there are always people ready to accuse pits of anything--I would die 

if something tried to take him away from me. 



Having a pit and going to the dog park is a loaded 

gun situation and you just always have to be ready to act....because once dogs start fighting in 

that certain way or if there is a gang-up there is not too much anyone can do. 




I've seen it happen so many times.
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Apr 1, 2013

Boston Swagger in SoCal Meets Ronnie and the Cats

 
File under:  Finding Social Acceptance.......Boston Swagger in SoCal Meets Ronnie and the Cats

Not Appreciating Cats--A Definite Flaw in Character

"Why do you have so many cats?" my friend inquired in her usual accusatory tone.

"I don't know" I said, like the number of cats one owns denotes a certain level of happiness.

I'm thinking now I should have suggested she herself should try to acquire cats, one cat, any cat, a stray cat--I'm suggesting get a pet, any pet and give up alcohol.  Wouldn't that steer one on the road to emotional freedom, self-actualization, peace and time away from the bar as one walks their dog.

Perhaps she feels I would be happier if I had less cats--how did I get them--she goaded me again for a complete history as she listened with disdain.

"Why do you let your children give you cats?" she demanded, as if I would actually have an answer to that question--as if I had not asked myself that question a million times.

Perhaps she thinks my house would be cleaner if I had less cats--they are always such a good excuse on which to blame all of my house cleaning issues.

How much time do you spend walking your dog a day?--how many times a day do you take him out for a walk?--do you go to the dog park every day, or what?  Hi, Ronnie, do you remember me?

I'm pretty sure Ronnie said "no," as I drug him into the tavern in embarrassment.

Oh, he's fine in here, she said, I saw other dogs in here earlier.....

Right, that may have been when there was less shouting and people--even a pit bull is small in wall to wall people.

Finally, we took Ronnie home and dropped him off---why--so we could go to another bar.

Taking one look at my beautiful Chlo-Louise on my bed, "Wow, that cat is really old, I can't believe how old that cat is....how old is it?"

"Where do you sleep and where do the cats sleep--why do you just have that little tiny bed?"

Fueled by the synergy of Boston and beer the blonde bomber continued--Yeah, that was really funny when JoAnn and I went out to that street fair on Adams..we were listening to music and drinking all day.  We went to an Italian restaurant and she couldn't even remember what she ate.

She's really stressed out now from work--has a big knot in her neck and gets so many headaches.  She works so much overtime--both of her kids are in college--she's always been a real hard worker.

Are you ever going to get a job again or not?....unrelenting questions in that caustic "back east" style...I dress well because I can afford it, that's another thing about back east, people dress a lot better...people are slobs out here.

Right "back east," what ever planet that's on.

Does your daughter still have that crazy boyfriend.  Remember when she lived downtown with that guy?

Yeah, that was so funny when JoAnn couldn't even remember what she ate--she couldn't even remember going to that Italian place.

Yeah, we really have a lot of fun together.

Right, everyone has their own individual interpretation of what "fun" actually is, how they should spend their time and money in a worthwhile manner.  How much time one should allocate to cleaning.

cats vs. alcohol........

Right now...I's sticking with cats!