Foster of the Week: Queenie

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Hi, dolls. I’m Queenie.

Not to be braggadocious, but I’m a total 11 – drop dead gorgeous, sharp as a tack, sly as a fox, smart as a whip, more fun than a barrel of monkeys and a whole lotta lady!

I know what I want and I know what I need, so let me break it down for you:

My forever home MUST have another big and playful dog. I thrive on playtime and canine companionship. I immediately bonded with a one-eyed puppy in my foster home, taught the little guy how to wrestle. He’d never get anywhere in life without solid wrestling skills. I also started a fun little love triangle with the other two pooches in my foster home. The dude dog was a bit of a grouch when I showed up, didn’t like to be bothered, I couldn’t even lie next to him. Pft. I shined my sunshine on him and he couldn’t resist. I have that effect on dogs. My foster mom says I’ve integrated into the pack like I’ve been here forever.

I need to be with people who are fun, positive, smart and committed to helping me learn to be a well-balanced girl. I’m smart, like SUPER smart. I can figure things out in minutes – like baby gates and treat puzzles. My foster mom gave me a treat puzzle once and I had that thing licked in thirty seconds flat. (I was *supposed* to spin some part of it and treats would come out. Ain’t nobody got time for that. I just picked it up in my mouth, shook it like a polaroid picture and VOILA!) I’m enthusiastic, boisterous and strong, sometimes I get over-excited and a bit mouthy. But I’m working on that. My forever family will have experience with positive reinforcement training or willing to take obedience classes with me. I’m a really good girl, I’m not destructive when left alone, I don’t have separation anxiety and I am crate trained (although I don’t love my crate very much), but I do need a family who will help teach and guide me.

Maybe I should keep this tucked under my tail, but I have to tell you because it’s so darn hilarious! One of the greatest joys in my life is harassing the cats in my foster home. I wouldn’t dream of hurting them, but chasing them and taking them to brink of heart failure… oh, man!! Cats are So. Much. Fun.

I’m anything but boring, that’s for sure!

So go ahead! Apply to adopt me!

Foster of the Week: Miss Moose

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Quiet, introverted feline who loves salmon and long gazes out the window seeks patient human forever companion with an animal-free home and a never-ending supply of Greenies.

Hi, I’m Miss Moose.

I’m a mature lady who knows what she wants – a calm and patient home with a friend whose ideal Friday night is a simple salmon dinner followed by Netflix and chilling.

I like to take life at my own pace. I can be cautious and skittish, but once I feel comfortable, I am a purr machine of cuddly love. I don’t care for animal companions, they make me uncomfortable. I want to be the only feline in your life. I also don’t care for toys that move on their own, that’s downright freaky. Not to mention rude. (Um, personal space, please.) But I do enjoy a fun romp with balls or toy mice, at a time and place of my choosing. I also like to stash food in corners and nooks around my home; for those times when I feel like a solitary snack in contemplation of life.

I’m not a high maintenance girl, I like the simple life. An easy routine in a home of peaceful zen. But I do need someone who understands that I can be standoffish and timid at times, especially in a new environment. I might need time. But I’m worth it.

So if you’re a calm, cool cat looking for a cute couch compadre, look no further. I’m your gal!

Apply to adopt me today!

Foster of the Week: Ila

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Hi, Loves. I’m Ila.

Come lay by the window and watch the birds with me, won’t you?

I came to Zoe’s about a month ago; I was living outside with my seven little puppies when they found me. The lovely Zoe’s folks gave us a safe and warm place to live until my puppies were ready to go on to their own foster homes. Being a mom was wonderful, I loved my pups so much. All the people who came to see me and my litter said I was such a great mom.

I’ve raised and sent off my puppies and am in my own foster home now.

My foster people are absolute dreams. They are so kind to me and are teaching me all about home living. I’ve just started learning about stairs. Interesting things, those stairs. I’m not sure what I think about them yet. Naps on the other hand…..Mmmmmm. Those, I like.

I like lots of things: Affection, treats, being brushed, sitting real close, playing in the snow, and laying here by the window watching the birds.

I have yet to meet a person I didn’t like (though I haven’t met any small people, so I don’t know how I feel about them. I imagine I’d like them as long as they are nice to me.) My foster home has another dog, he’s pretty great. I met a cat the other day, I liked her a lot too!

I am easy-going, sweet and gentle. My foster parents say I move at ‘Ila speed.’ I’m never in a rush, but always wagging my big bushy tail wherever I go.

I love my foster home, but I would love a forever home and a family to call my own even more.

If you like to be loved, apply to adopt me today.

XOXOX

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Foster of the Week: Harrison Beatle

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Here comes the sun….. doo doo dooo…..

Here comes the sun….

And I say….. it’s alright…..

Buuuuuuuut it’s not alright to steal chicken drumsticks from your foster mom and make her chase you around the house to get them back.

I don’t know why.

(My foster mom told everyone about that, too. Even shared a picture. Now I’m what you call ‘internet famous.’ For stealing chicken. Imagine that.)

Food is goooooood. I don’t discriminate: Lemon muffins, pasta, cat treats…. GOOD! If a container of food accidentally falls on the floor and the lid accidentally falls off, well, it should be eaten! Wasting food is a crime and I’m no criminal.

I am a ninja-cat!!

I hide in the shadows and stare at my foster people; I dart into garages unnoticed; I leap onto counters without a sound; I sprint at lightening speed to get to my food dish! And I am currently training in the art of water fighting. Only the very best ninja-cats learn this art, you know. I sit beside the sink, wait for my foster mom to turn on the tap, then I bat and bite until my whole face is soaked.

Most ninja-cats prefer to work alone, but I really enjoy the company of fellow felines. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever met a cat I didn’t like. They’re great play companions and there’s nothing like a nap with a pal. I like to be pet, when I want to be pet. Good ninja-cats never let their people think they love love too much. It’s part of our mystique. Also you should never touch a ninja-cat’s paws. They’re dangerous weapons! Ninja-cats care not about needing nail trims.

Can I tell you a secret? You HAVE to promise not to tell anyone. It could get me kicked out of Ninja-Cat Academy. Promise not to tell?

Ok. Here goes……

I don’t like to be alone.

Sometimes, when I’m wandering around in the house, I find myself in an empty room, or worse – the basement, and I get a little freaked out, sometimes I even cry. But then my foster mom calls to me and I follow her voice back to the safety of others. Phew!!!

I know. Not very ninja-cat-like, right? That’s why it’s a SECRET.

I must go now. I’ve said too much.

(This message will self-destruct is 15 seconds. Apply to adopt me before it’s too late!!)

Foster of the Week: Boomer Floyd

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What do you get when you cross and dog with a calculator?

A friend you can count on!!!

Hahahahahaha! Oh, man! That was funny.

It’s my favourite joke. Because it’s funny AND because it’s about ME! I’m a friend you can count on, no calculator needed.

Do you need a friend to jog with? That’s me!

Do you need a friend to play with? That’s me!

Do you need a friend to cuddle with? That’s me!

I’m pretty easy-going: I know my basic commands, I’m crate trained and house trained. I’m a high energy dude, so I need lots of exercise and mental stimulation. I’ve been known to chew on things I shouldn’t when I don’t have enough to do. My foster parents are excellent at keeping me busy though, so my chewing tendencies have stayed in check. My foster dad is teaching me fetch and how to play with a frisbee. Fun times!!

I really love playing with other dogs, so if you have a dog who needs a friend, I’m your guy! Who am I kidding? I’m everyone’s guy! Except cats. They’re too much like toys and I like to play too much. I love humans oh, so much, but I’m nervous around small children. They frighten me. I think it’s something I might be able to get over in time with patient parents and very gentle kids who like to play fetch with me. A solid game of fetch is a heart winner for sure!

As much play energy as I have, I’m also down for some love and cuddles. Love from my humans is second only to play time. And it’s a close second.

Maybe I could be your new friend?

Check out my profile and apply to adopt a new friend today!

Inside Edmonton’s Animal Care and Control Centre

There’s no doubt that animal control suffers a bad, often villainous reputation in popular culture: imagine the cartoon stereotype of the obese, net-wielding dog catcher. This impression of animal control taints real-life interactions, and can be a barrier to accessing valuable services that get animals the help they need. Here, volunteer Dean cuts through the misinformation with a tour of Edmonton’s new Animal Care and Control (ACCC) facilities.

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Trumper, the villainous animal warden from Shaun the Sheep.

 

My adventure at the Edmonton Animal Care and Control Centre (ACCC) actually began with a really bad day the week of Christmas 2015. I’d lost kitten a few months ago and have visited there several times, and I’d already seen several nasty rumors about the ACCC on FaceBook. This struck me as very odd, as the people spreading those rumours were also animal rescuers and I’d never had a bad experience during my dozen or so visits to the ACCC before.

I knew there was a serious problem, though, after I dropped off a female stray cat and her two kittens. The person I was helping broke off contact with me when she found out I’d taken them to the ACCC. Another person on FaceBook saw their pictures and told me that since the kittens were huddled in the back of the cage, they would be considered “unadoptable” and were probably already euthanized. And then another person I’d helped suddenly decided she’d rather privately adopt out her kittens, rather than take them to the ACCC.

I had questions that needed answers. Fortunately, the ACCC’s customer service manager was happy to oblige, and offered me and another Zoe’s volunteer a tour of the new facilities.

Not your stereotypical Pound

DogPound1The first thing I’ve always noticed at the ACCC is the lobby – the new place is inviting. Unlike the old “Edmonton Pound” with its one long counter, the lobby is divided into intake area and pickup areas with a winding wall partially separating the two. The seats are comfortable, the greenery is lush, and the flat screen TV shows some hilarious animal pictures as well as helpful advice. The kennels that were so prominent in the old facility are nowhere in view – they’ve been replaced with a row of transfer cages and bays for pet carriers. These were installed to prevent animals from escaping in the lobby area and the system works very well.

“Cats go in the front, dogs in the back.” I’m told. Being more of a cat person, that just seems right to me.

Tammy and I head to a conference room where some of the management and technical staff spend the next 90 minutes answering dozens of my questions about how the facility works.

Euthanasia rates? 16% of cats (down from 25% in 2013), and 2% for dogs (down from 6% in 2013)

Shelter capacity? 116 cats and 50 dogs, but this capacity can be increased in case of a sudden intake (e.g. a hoarding bust).

Does the ACCC take volunteers or fosters? No, but people can volunteer through the Edmonton Humane Society (EHS) and other rescue organizations.

Do you only work with EHS? No – the ACCC works with several other rescues as well, especially with animals that don’t meet the EHS adoptability criteria.

The list of questions goes on (so many that they will be presented as FAQs in upcoming posts). All of my questions are answered respectfully and professionally, and often enthusiastically.

And then it sinks in: these aren’t the typical bureaucratic shelter workers you hear about in horror stories on the Web. They’re 100% dedicated animal lovers, and they do all they can to reunite lost animals with their owners. They’ve seen more animal neglect and abuse than most of us would ever care to imagine.  Yet they keep at it day after day because they genuinely care about the animals in their facility.

Just before the interview ends and the actual tour begins, the staff drops a bit of a bombshell: the ACCC just launched its own FaceBook page. This was fantastic news to me – not only will the new page address a lot of those nasty rumors I’d read, but it gives them another way to reach out to the owners of lost pets. I’m smiling when we start the tour.

The Surgical Suite

The ACCC’s new surgical suite looks clean and really top-notch – on par with every well-equipped vet hospital I’ve ever seen and more. The suite is a primary vet care facility which can handle everything from emergency surgery and wound repair, emergency spay/neuter and orthopedic surgeries (such as setting broken legs and pelvic bones), to quill removal, frostbite injuries, and dental operations. Today its only animal resident is a friendly white-and tabby cat with frostbite injuries. She seems to be recovering nicely with the exception of the tips of her ears, which are missing. The staff has saved many animals with more severe injuries, though, such as dogs with multiple broken bones from being struck by cars. Before the suite went into operation, saving such animals would have been much more difficult, if not impossible.

Dog Kennels

AudreyHepburn-5The dog kennels are unexpected. The first thing I notice is the smell. It neither stinks nor smells like harsh cleaners, but simply smells a bit like “dog”. The lighting is subdued, there’s a whiff of aromatherapy in the air, and there’s relaxing music piping through hidden speakers. Dogs housed here get a clean bed and blanket, food, water, and at least one new toy a day. They also get lots of attention on a number of dog runs (indoor and outdoor), plus an indoor treadmill. It isn’t a dog spa, but it’s a far cry from the overcrowded, filthy shelters sometimes portrayed in the media, where animals have been known to have been warehoused in kennels without food, water or care. The ACCC’s kennels can even be subdivided by sliding panels to increase the shelter’s capacity in case of a sudden intake of animals.

I hear a few dogs, but I’m not surprised I don’t see any. It’s mid-January and most responsible pet owners are keeping pets indoors because of the sub-zero weather. When I checked their website an hour before the tour there were only 6 dogs at the facility (and that’s an encouraging thought!) Some of them are in the area reserved for aggressive dogs, and that’s understandably off-limits to the public.

Cat Kennels

miloThe cat kennels are just as clean and just as impressive. Like the dogs, cats get a clean bed and litter, food, water, and at least one new toy a day. Plus, they also have an “Enrichment Room” where they get lots of play daily. In fact, when we visit the Enrichment Room, there’s a staff member playing with a big black cat using a feather wand from a big wall cabinet full of toys. The cat (named Oscar) is having a lot of fun, and I’m surprised to find out he’s 17 years old.

I notice a couple of other differences with the cat areas.  The first difference saddens me – there are far more cats in this facility than dogs. Secondly, while there are more cats here, most of them have names. Those names come from their IDs, tattoos, and microchips, and from hours of searching by staff members. This is responsible pet ownership at its best, and I’ve no doubt that most these lost cats will soon be going home to their owners simply because they decided to microchip their pets.

Happy Endings

Our tour comes to an end and I’ve got more than enough information for a handful of posts, but I’m leaving with something more: hope. I’ve seen firsthand that the ACCC isn’t a “high-kill” shelter by any means, and the rumors I’ve read were just that and nothing more. In fact, without actively pursuing it, the ACCC is very close to meeting “No Kill” criteria.

And the bad day that started all of this? That’s all it was – they happen. But the next time I rescue animals (lost pets or otherwise), I know where to go, and I know they’ll be in good hands.

Foster of the Week: Ginger Cream

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Get down! It’s my birth month! Get down! It’s my birth month!!

I’m a year old now!! Wooo!

My birthday wish? A forever playmate.

That’s a requirement, by the way. I really like to play! It’s part of my daily routine.

I start with a morning cuddle session with my foster mom, then she gives me a little cream while she makes her coffee. Mmmmm! After that, it’s play time! I love chasing jingly balls all over the house. I also flip my bed on top of me and ATTACK it from underneath. This is purely for the amusement of my foster mom. Silly humans, so easily amused. My foster mom says I’m a character, I don’t disagree. I’m pretty awesome.

I’m also a most excellent nap buddy. After I ATTACK my foster mom’s toes under her blanket, I like to snuggle in for a cozy sleep. That’s the life, man. Humans are good snugglers. (My foster mom says I have the cutest snore, but I think she’s trying to pass off HER snores as mine.) If my humans don’t have time to snooze with me, I am just fine climbing onto their shoulders for a quick cat nap. Again, I do this for the humans. A warm neck is a happy neck.

People say cats are aloof and anti-social, not me! I love to be right in the middle of the party. If my foster family has company over, I must meet everyone. I also like other cats and dogs. I’m trying to be friends with my foster siblings. The dogs are FUN to chase, but the cat is one of those aloof, anti-social types. (Way to spoil it for the rest of us…) I don’t mind kids, but I’m still kittenish and sometimes spunky – or ‘bitey and scratchy’ as my foster mom calls it. I’m not trying to be mean, I just get carried away sometimes. I would very much appreciate a forever home that understands my sometimes kitten ways.

If you’d like to make my birthday wish come true, apply to adopt me today!

Foster of the Week: Miss Trisha Yearwood

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Famous for such hits as “How do I Bark?” and “She’s in Love with the Bone,” this darling puppy was named appropriately after the incomparable country superstar, Trisha Yearwood.

This Trisha loves to sing as much as her more famous counterpart. When we say ‘sing,’ we mean she has a really cute bark and her playtime growls are adorable! True to puppy form, she loves to play, bouncing, pouncing, sideways ninja flying and wrastling like a champ! Recently Trisha discovered the wonders of ice cubes. They zing across the floor and are so fun to chase and chew!! Speaking of chewing, she is in that phase where she is a little bitey. Nothing some training and redirecting can’t fix.

A strong commitment to training and further socialization are important for Trisha’s development and growth into a well-balanced dog, both of which will be included in Trisha’s adoption contract. Not to fret, however, puppy classes are a fun and fantastic way to build a solid bond! Currently, her foster parents have been focusing on potty training. But not regular potty training… Trisha has learned to ring a bell at the door to say she wants to be let outside. Neat, eh?

Trisha is very eager to learn, especially when treats are involved. If she can ring a bell to pee, imagine what other cool tricks Trisha could learn…

Apply to adopt Trisha.

 

Foster of the Week: Big Grey

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Did someone say snacks?!?! Big Grey LOVES snacks!!

Big Grey loves to play too. Feathers on strings really gets Big Grey a-movin’ and a-shakin’. Big Grey also talks about himself in the third person sometimes because Big Grey is that kinda handsome cat. Also because Big Grey used to live in a barn with a bunch of other crazy cats and sometimes the only intelligent conversations Big Grey had was conversations with Big Grey. Big Grey likes to chat.

Foster life is a lot different than barn life. I’m still checking things out, but my foster mom says my confidence grows every day. It’s the scritches. They’re irresistible. And the snacks. Ooooh, the snacks! And the toys!! Ok, it’s all pretty good, really. It’s also overwhelming at times though. I like to have a safe space I can retreat to when I’m feeling overwhelmed.

So I guess I’m looking for my forever home now. You should know I have a few requirements:

  • Snacks. I MUST have snacks.
  • Toys and play time. You MUST provide adequate feathers on strings.
  • Snacks. I REALLY like snacks, ok?
  • Scritches. I’m still getting used to these but I feel that they are something my forever home should provide.
  • A kitty friend. I’m used to feline roommates and am sad without them. When I am sad, I sing the song of my people.
  • Snacks. It might be an addiction, not gonna lie.

It’s really not much. Fun, food and love. You can handle that, right?

Big Grey thinks you can. Big Grey wants you to apply to adopt him.