Archive for the ‘Animals’ Category


Mariette, the Rescued Dog

January 29, 2008

PAWS has named her Mariette and has some pictures of her on their website:

Picture 1

Picture 2

Picture 3

Picture 4

She looks so much better than she did on the day I found her, dying. But it looks like she has a long way to go before she is completely healed.


Update on the Rescued Dog

January 28, 2008

After a week’s long stay at the IVH, stitches, grooming and shots, the dog in my previous post is doing well and is at the PAWS shelter. My many thanks to the wonderful people at PAWS for all of their help and putting up with endless phone calls from me.

I have to talk myself out of visiting her because I know I would pick her up and take her home with me. And that wouldn’t be fair for the dog because we’re usually gone during the summers and she would be left with my housekeeper who isn’t loving towards the three pets I already have. I hope she finds a good home. I heard that she’s still shy and withdrawn but I can tell you that she has a wonderful loving nature. Not once did she growl or try to nip the vet when he was cleaning out the gashes in her neck.

Last but not least, thank you all for your wonderful comments on the last post. Blessings, even the virtual ones, are always a pleasure to receive.

[Edited to say that by examining her mouth, the vet approximated her age to be around six-years old. I have no idea what her name was or if she even had a name.]


Shame On You

January 17, 2008

Shame on you, all of you who drove by a little white dog, dying a slow and agonizing death on the freezing cold pavement by my son’s school yesterday. Extra shame on you, the American and European parents of children who attend my son’s school and drove by an animal in need and did NOTHING.

Abandoned Dog

Shame on you, you, the beast who tied this dog’s makeshift collar so tight that it cut through her neck and left her with such bad edema in her head that she might not make it. You, who left her matted and infected with parasites. You, who left her with eyes so full of puss she could hardly open them. You, who left me nauseated and numb at how cruel you could be. May you suffer the same in hell.

Injured Dog

I brought her to the IVH where they shaved around her neck, disinfected the deep gash around her neck, gave her a heavy dose of antibiotics, cleaned out her eyes, and is now being boarded for a few days to see if the swelling goes down enough to stitch her up. Thank you Doctor Carlo of IVH. (Grazie mille.) Thanks to PAWS who promised to take her once she’s in the clear.

**UPDATE** Doctor Carlo has informed me that the swelling has gone down and she’s doing much better.



September 4, 2007

Today I feel like this:


Who am I kidding? I feel like that on most days.

I remember seeing a sloth or two in Caracas many moons ago. There was one in a park, trying to climb a statue, most likely of Simón Bolivar. It was weird seeing one in the middle of the city. You wonder how a sloth, as slow as they are, made it past highways and busy city streets. Just an FYI but the Spanish word for sloth is perezoso which literally translates into: lazy.

Next lifetime, I’m hoping I come back as a sloth so I can just lounge in trees and nibble on fruit all day long. Sounds ideal.

[There’s a whole website dedicated to pictures of sloths.]