No1LadyDJ

At least MA is consistent with his BS. Do they have a "BS of the Year" medal in the Pride of Australia awards? He'd be a shoe-in for it. Two sayings come to mind, that I think were just made for him ... "If you can't beat 'em with brains, then baffle them with BS" and "If you can't convince them, confuse them". Oh, and the old goodie "He couldn't lie straight in bed". A part of me feels sorry for him, because he has to wake up to himself every day, and I don't think I'd wish that on my worst enemy.

I lost my two 14 year old little dogs within 6 months of each other. A pen and paper became my greatest allies, as I struggled with my loss. Forgive my self-indulgence at posting some of my poems here (along with some stuff I found on the net), but grief is overwhelming me at the moment. THE STORY OF MUFFY THE WONDER DOG She was a little bundle of black and tan fur, with a tail that never stopped wagging in a circle. Her right ear folded over at a funny angle, and she had little “Fu Manchu” whiskers under her chin. She came into her Mummy's life at a time when the world was grey - her Mummy's mother had just died, and another little much-loved dog had gone to Rainbow Bridge. Until then, Muffy had been allowed to roam free, exploring everywhere, but without many comforts in her life. It took her quite a while to get used to being inside, curled up on the lounge next to her Mummy, or sleeping on her Mummy's bed. She looked puzzled at the bowls of food she was given, as if she couldn't quite believe they were really for her. She cringed at raised voices or hands, as if violence and anger were no stranger to her. All this and she was only 14 months old. As the weeks passed she settled, and came to know that her Mummy would always give her shelter, food and love ... so very much love. And the unconditional love that she gave in return rescued her Mummy from the grey cloud that had hovered over her Mummy's life. Her Mummy thought that her name was a little undignified, and tried calling her by other names. But she would only respond to Muffy, and so she became "Muffy the Wonder Dog". (In later years, she got the nick-name "Bucket", but that's another story). Walks with her were always a time of laughter, as she spied a cat that she thought might like to play with her. The cats always had other ideas though, much to Muffy's disgust. Drain holes in the side of the road terrified her, and yet she was fearless when it came to meeting other dogs. Chasing rabbits and birds was a favourite pastime for her. Her little body curled almost in a half-moon shape as she flew towards the birds, especially at the beach. Barking at the seagulls, telling them to get off her patch of sand. And racing just as quickly back to her Mummy, when the waves of the ocean got too close to her. She was never keen on water, and stubbornly resisted all attempts to teach her to swim. Bath times were a trial. She only had to hear water going into the laundry sink, and she'd hide under the bed. Lifting her into the sink, she'd put all four paws out horizontal to her body, before reluctantly submitting to the inevitable. Then when towel-dried, she'd race around the yard, rolling in invisible smells on the grass, until she was satisfied that she smelt like a dog again. She loved to go for drives in the car, paws perched on the window, looking like the Mistress of all she surveyed. And visiting friends gave her the perfect opportunity to turn her big brown eyes on people, silently saying "Oh please spoil me, because I'm so neglected, can't you tell?". Not even the coldest of hearts could resist those pleading eyes, the warm snuggly body, and that wagging tail. And her wonderful kisses … they were the best kisses in the whole world. She gave them freely and with joy, whether in thanks for cuddles, when she wanted attention, or when it was time for her bed-time doggy choc. And she loved her food, oh my yes. In Muffy's eyes, her food was hers, and so was her Mummy's. She shamelessly stole a grilled chop from her Mummy's plate one day, and the chase around the house to get the chop bone back was hysterically funny. A battle of wills ensued, her Mummy determined to get the chop bone before Muffy could eat it and possibly hurt herself, and Muffy equally determined to hold on to her treasure. Mummy won, but only by bribing Muffy with a sliver of cheese. Human food? No such thing in Muffy's mind. She was a brave little soul, who'd protect her Mummy's life if she thought she was threatened. She nearly died doing it once, when she snapped at a Greyhound who got too close. She was 5 kg of fury, and came off second best on that occasion, badly injured and in shock. But she pulled through, and after that she'd rarely let her Mummy out of her sight. Her Mummy got her a “toy-boy” doggy friend called Toto, to keep her company when Mummy wasn’t at home. Toto, funny little fellow that he was, turned out to be a “Sugar-Daddy” though, as he was much older than first thought. He and Muffy played together happily for a couple of years, but the time came when Toto started having fits. And so Muffy and her Mummy had to say Goodbye to their “Best Boy”, when he went to Rainbow Bridge, and they missed him very much. As Muffy got older she'd follow her Mummy everywhere. She'd reluctantly share her with other dogs and people, but was never happier than when curled up on her Mummy's lap. Her silky fur showed more white hairs as the years went by, and she didn't move as quickly as she'd once done. Her new play-mate Charlie the Chihuahua (a.k.a. His Royal Dogness Prince Charlie) had a bad heart murmur, and it was a shock when her Mummy was told that Muffy had one too. The wonderful vet said that there were medications to help the heart problems, so that Muffy and Charlie would have a good quality of life. And so, for several years, the two little furry friends continued on. But Charlie was struggling badly, and his Mummy made the heart-breaking decision that it was time to let him go. Muffy seemed to understand, and stood guard over his body before he was buried. And she missed her little mate, despite the arguments they had sometimes had. And so, Charlie II came into their lives. A bundle of energy, he tried to boss Muffy, but she wasn't having any of it. Matriarch of the household, she demanded respect, and got it. Her heart problems were getting worse, but she was still a cheeky little Miss, spitting her tablets out when her Mummy wasn't watching. And she was slowing down, her eyes weren't as bright, and the coughing and panting were distressing for her and her Mummy. She was tired, but didn't want to leave her Mummy ... after all, they'd been together for over 13 years, and who would look after her Mummy if Muffy wasn't there to do it? Her Mummy knew the time was coming for Muffy to go to Rainbow Bridge. She felt like her heart was breaking as she cried tears of pain at the thought of what was to come. And so she held Muffy closely and talked to her gently, all the while kissing and stroking her. She told her that she was so very much loved, and would be missed more than words could say. She said that she would never forget Muffy, and was so blessed to have shared so many wonderful years with her. And she told Muffy that while she would cry enough tears to fill an ocean, that it was o.k. for Muffy to go to Rainbow Bridge to be with Toto and Charlie I. Mummy would be sad, but she would survive, as she knew Muffy was tired and struggling, and she loved Muffy far too much to see her suffer any more. And Muffy knew then that it was o.k. to go, and it was time to kiss her Mummy's cheek one last time, safe in the knowledge that the precious and treasured Love she and her Mummy shared would never die. She was my Darling Heart, my Sweetness and Light, my Best Girl. She was my Bubby Darling, my Best Friend in the Whole World. She rescued me, and I loved her so very, very much. Always in my heart, Muffy ... always in my heart. Love, Mummy xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ******************************************************************************** ODE TO MUFFY Your blankie lays upon the lounge, Your pillow’s on the bed, I stare off blankly into space, My hand goes to gently pat your head. I think of all the times we’ve shared, The laughter and the love, You truly are a precious gift, Sent from Heaven above. It’s time now for your tablets, And then you’ll want your tea, And maybe we’ll go walkies then, My little dog and me. As I walk into the kitchen, And I reach out for your bowl, I look around to see you, My Light, my Love, my Soul. But you’re not there, I cannot see your sweet and loving face, You’re gone but not forgotten, And no other dog can take your place. Your tiny little paws Left eternal foot-prints on my heart, I tell myself, no matter what, We’re never far apart. The tears fall freely – I miss you so, Thoughts of life without you fill me with dread, Then I smile as I remember your unconditional love, And my hand goes to gently pat your head. ****************************************************************************** ALL I COULD DO WAS CRY A week ago I held you close, And whispered in your ear, I told you that I loved you so, I prayed that you could hear. I stroked your fur so gently, I didn't want to say Goodbye, I kissed you softly on your nose, All I could do was cry. I knew that you were struggling, It was time to let you go, My Light, my Love, my Darling Heart, To lose you hurt me so. You snuggled close, and looked at me, You gave a little sigh, And as your soul took flight, All I could do was cry. So many years, such happiness, Your unconditional love, You rescued me and gave me joy, My gift from Heaven above. Though I can't see or hold you now, Our precious love will never die, But I wish it didn't hurt so, As all I can do is cry. *********************************************************************** THEY SAY …… Time heals all wounds, or so they say, I’m not sure if that’s true, It’s 7 weeks since we said Goodbye, And all I can do is think of you. They say that tears relieve the pain, And Heaven knows, I’ve cried An ocean of tears … why aren’t I numb? Why do I hurt so much inside? They say that it was me who rescued you, When I gave you a home (and my heart), But truth be known, you rescued me, My life had been falling apart. They say that Life must go on, So I do what I have to do, But each day is such a struggle, Without the unconditional love I got from you. They say that you were “just a dog”, But you were my Love, and my World, My precious Muffy the Wonder Dog, I love and miss you so much, baby girl. ************************************************************* I AM YOUR DOG I am your dog, and I have a little something I'd like to whisper in your ear. I know that you humans lead busy lives. Some have to work, some have children to raise. It always seems like you are running here and there, often much too fast, often never noticing the truly grand things in life. Look down at me now, while you sit there at your computer. See the way my dark brown eyes look at yours? They are slightly cloudy now. That comes with age. The grey hairs are beginning to ring my soft muzzle. You smile at me; I see love in your eyes. What do you see in mine? Do you see a spirit? A soul inside, who loves you as no other could in the world? A spirit that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrong doing, for just a simple moment of your time? That is all I ask. To slow down, if even for a few minutes, to be with me. So many times you have been saddened by the words you read on that screen, of others of my kind, passing. Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly, sometimes so suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat. Sometimes, we age so slowly before your eyes that you may not even seem to know until the very end, when we look at you with grizzled muzzles and cataract clouded eyes. Still the love is always there, even when we must take that long sleep, to run free in a distant land. I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here next week. Someday you will shed the water from your eyes, that humans have when deep grief fills their souls, and you will be angry at yourself that you did not have just "One more day" with me. Because I love you so, your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me. We have NOW, together. So come, sit down here next to me on the floor, and look deep into my eyes. What do you see? If you look hard and deep enough we will talk, you and I, heart to heart. Come to me not as "alpha" or as "trainer" or even "Mom or Dad," come to me as a living soul and stroke my fur and let us look deep into another's eyes, and talk. I may tell you something about the fun of chasing a tennis ball, or I may tell you something profound about myself, or even life in general. You decided to have me in your life because you wanted a soul to share such things with. Someone very different from you, and here I am. I am a dog, but I am alive. I feel emotion, I feel physical senses, and I can revel in the differences of our spirits and souls. I do not think of you as a "Dog on two feet"- I know what you are. You are human, in all of your quirkiness, and I love you still. Now, come sit with me on the floor. Enter my world, and let time slow down if only for 15 minutes. Look deep into my eyes, and whisper to my ears. Speak with your heart, with your joy and I will know your true self. We may not have tomorrow, and life is oh so very short. We let you go not because we didn't love you, but because we loved you too much to force you to stay. ********************************************************************************************** YOU'RE GIVING ME A SPECIAL GIFT You're giving me a special gift, So sorrowfully endowed, And through these last few cherished days, Your courage makes me proud. But really, love is knowing When your best friend is in pain, And understanding earthly acts Will only be in vain. So looking deep into your eyes, Beyond, into your soul, I see in you the magic, that will Once more make me whole. The strength that you possess, Is why I look to you today, To do this thing that must be done, For it's the only way. That strength is why I've followed you, And chose you as my friend, And why I've loved you all these years... My partner 'til the end. Please, understand just what this gift, You're giving, means to me, It gives me back the strength I've lost, And all my dignity. You take a stand on my behalf, For that is what friends do. And know that what you do is right, For I believe it too. So one last time, I breathe your scent, And through your hand I feel, The courage that's within you, To now grant me this appeal. Cut the leash that holds me here, Dear friend, and let me run, Once more a strong and steady dog, My pain and struggle done. And don't despair my passing, For I won't be far away, Forever here, within your heart, And memory I'll stay. I'll be there watching over you, Your ever faithful friend, And in your memories I'll run, ...a young dog once again. **************************************************************************************** I RESCUED A HUMAN TODAY I rescued a human today. Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels. I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her. I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she wouldn't be afraid. As she stopped at my kennel I blocked her view from a little accident I had in the back of my cage. I didn't want her to know that I hadn't been walked today. Sometimes the shelter keepers get too busy and I didn't want her to think poorly of them. As she read my kennel card I hoped that she wouldn't feel sad about my past. I only have the future to look forward to and want to make a difference in someone's life. She got down on her knees and made little kissy sounds at me. I shoved my shoulder and side of my head up against the bars to comfort her. Gentle fingertips caressed my neck; she was desperate for companionship. A tear fell down her cheek and I raised my paw to assure her that all would be well. Soon my kennel door opened and her smile was so bright that I instantly jumped into her arms. I would promise to keep her safe. I would promise to always be by her side. I would promise to do everything I could to see that radiant smile and sparkle in her eyes. I was so fortunate that she came down my corridor. So many more are out there who haven't walked the corridors. So many more to be saved. At least I could save one. I rescued a human today. ******************************************************************************** A SIMPLE MESSAGE FROM YOUR PET "To have loved and then said farewell is better than to have never loved at all. For all of the times that you stooped and touched my head, fed me my favourite treat, and returned the love that I so unconditionally gave to you. For the care that you gave to me so unselfishly. For all of these things I am grateful and thankful. I ask that you grieve not for the loss but rejoice in the fact that we lived, loved and touched each other's lives. My life was fuller because you were there, not as my owner, but as my friend. Today, I am as I was in my youth. The grass is always green, butterflies flit among the flowers and the sun shines gently down upon all of God's creatures. I can run, jump and play and do all of the things that I did in my youth. There is no sickness, no aching joints and no regrets and no aging. We await the arrival of our lifelong companions and know that togetherness is forever. You live in our hearts as we do in yours. Companions such as you are very rare and unique. Don't hold the love that you have within yourself. Give it to another like me and then I will live forever. For love never really dies, and you are loved and missed as surely as we are." **************************************************************** MAY I GO NOW? May I go now? Do you think the time is right? May I say Good-bye to pain-filled days, And endless lonely nights? I’ve lived my life and done my best, An example I’ve tried to be, So can I take that step beyond And set my spirit free? I didn’t want to go at first, I fought with all my might, But something seems to draw me now To a warm and loving light. I want to go – I really do, It’s difficult to stay. But I will try as best I can To live just one more day. To give you time to care for me, To share your love and fears. I know you’re sad and afraid, Because I see your tears. I’ll not be far, I promise that, And hope you’ll always know That my spirit will be close to you Wherever you may go. Thank you so for loving me, You know I love you too. That’s why it’s hard to say Goodbye, And end this life with you. So hold me now just one more time, And let me hear you say, Because you care so much for me, You’ll let me go today. ************************************************************************** BEYOND THE RAINBOW As much as I loved the life we had and all the times we played, I was so very tired and knew my time on earth would fade. I saw a wondrous image then of a place that's trouble-free Where all of us can meet again to spend eternity. I saw the most beautiful Rainbow, and on the other side Were meadows rich and beautiful -- lush and green and wide! And running through the meadows as far as the eye could see Were animals of every sort as healthy as could be! My own tired, failing body was fresh and healed and new And I wanted to go run with them, but I had something left to do. I needed to reach out to you, to tell you I'm alright That this place is truly wonderful, then a bright Glow pierced the night. 'Twas the Glow of many Candles shining bright and strong and bold And I knew then that it held your love in its brilliant shades of gold. For although we may not be together in the way we used to be, We are still connected by a cord no eye can see. So whenever you need to find me, we're never far apart If you look beyond the Rainbow and listen with your heart. ********************************************************************************** TODAY'S THE DAY You were so ill and struggling, I knew that it was time to let you go, I held you close, I felt your love, Even before you died it hurt me so. I spoke to you of all we’d shared, Fourteen treasured and precious years, You raised your head and licked my cheek, You tried to dry my tears. Your beautiful brown eyes looked into mine, As if you were trying to say, “Mummy, I love you so, and I’ll miss you too, But you know today’s the day. You love me too much to keep me here, For my time on Earth is through, Help me on my journey to Rainbow Bridge, Though it hurts, it’s what you must do.” As you slipped away to that special place, Where you’d be young and healthy again, I thanked God for my most blessed gift, Muffy the Wonder Dog, my very best friend. *************************************************** I LOVE HER BEST As my dog slipped away, The last things she felt Were the kisses and hugs Of her mistress, who knelt On the blankie beside her, To bid her goodbye, Who had just one more minute To tell her, to try To say thanks to her girl For a lifetime of love. Dear God – let me see her In Heaven above. But for now Lord, please hold her And watch over her rest, And if she wakes in your arms Tell her I love her best. ************************************************************ "AN OLD DOG POEM" One by one, they pass my cage, too old, too worn, too broken, no way! Way past his time, he can't run and play. They shake their heads slowly and go on their way. A little old man, arthritic and sore, it seems I'm not wanted anymore. I once had a home,... I once had a bed, a place that was warm and where I was fed. Now my muzzle is grey and my eyes slowly fail. Who wants a dog so old and so frail? My family decided I didn't belong, I got in their way, my attitude was wrong. Whatever excuse they made in their head can't justify how they left me for dead. Now I sit in this cage where day after day, those younger dogs get adopted away. When I had almost come to the end of my rope, you saw my face and I finally had hope! You saw through the grey and the legs bent with age...and felt I still had life beyond the cage. You took me home, gave me food and a bed...and shared your pillow with an old tired head. We snuggle and play, and you talk to me low. You love me so dearly, you want me to know. I may have lived most of my life with another but you outshine them with a love so much stronger. And I promise to return all the love I can give, to you my dear person, as long as I live. I may be with you a week or for years; we will share many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears. And when the time comes that God deems I must leave, I know you will cry and your heart, it will grieve. And when I arrive at the Bridge, all brand new...my thoughts and my heart will still be with you. And I will brag to all those who will hear...OF THE ANGEL WHO MADE MY LAST DAYS SO DEAR. ****************************************************************************************** THE REASON I would've died that day if not for you. I would've given up on life if not for your kind eyes. I would've used my teeth in fear if not for your gentle hands. I would've have left this life believing that all humans don't care. Believing there is no such thing as fur that isn't matted skin that isn't flea bitten good food and enough of it beds to sleep on someone to love me to show me I deserve love just because I exist. Your kind eyes, your loving smile, your gentle hands Your big heart saved me........ You saved me from the terror of the pound Soothing away memories of my old life. You have taught me what it means to be loved. I have seen you do the same for other dogs like me. I have heard you ask yourself in times of despair Why you do it When there is no more money, no more room, no more homes You open your heart a little bigger, stretch the money a little tighter Make just a little more room....to save one more like me I tell you with gratitude and love that shines in my eyes In the best way I know how Reminding you why you go on trying. I am the reason The dogs before me are the reason As are the ones who come after. Our lives would have been wasted, our love never given. We would have died if not for you. ****************************************************************************************** A LETTER FROM YOUR PET IN HEAVEN To my dearest Mummy, some things I'd like to say. But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay. I'm writing this from the Bridge. Here I dwell with God above. Here there's no more tears of sadness. Here is just eternal love. Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight. Remember that I am with you, every morning, noon and night. That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through, God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you. It's good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone. As for your dearest Mummy, she'll be here later on." God gave me a list of things that he wished for me to do. And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you. And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight, God and I are closest to you ... in the middle of the night. When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years, because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears. But do not be afraid to cry: it does relieve the pain. Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain. I wish that I could tell you, all that God has planned. If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand. But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er. I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before. There are rocky roads ahead of you, and many hills to climb; But together we can do it by taking one day at a time. It was always my philosophy, and I'd like it for you too; That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you. If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain; Then you can say to God at night ... "My day was not in vain." And now I am contented ... that my life was worthwhile. Knowing as I passed along, I made somebody smile. God says: "If you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low; Just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go. When you're walking down the street with me on your mind; I'm walking in your footsteps, only half a step behind." "And when it's time for you to go ... from that body to be free. Remember you're not going ... you're coming here to me."

One of the selling points from HSTFO's is that they have the fundraising licenses so they are fully aware the others can not benefit from donations/profits they also do not microchip their cats which is not a legal requirement in SA but most rescues do so at least the cats can be tracked back if they are lost. As I said RSPCA would know where these cats came from and the rescue involved so that may not be the last heard about it, being semi ferals I would hate to see the results of feline aids test if they were done Are you saying that HSTFO's don't intend to share the profits with the other rescues or that they use the fact that they have the appropriate licences to talk other rescues in to joining fundraisers, knowing full well it's illegal for them to do so? Farking hell ... that's a nasty thought. I'd hope they wouldn't be that underhanded. But it does present a problem, if the other 3 rescues can't accept any money raised, then what happens to the $10,000+ ? Do the rescues accept the money and say "To hell with regulations", or does the money end up going to the only rescue that can legally accept it? And for that matter, who takes care of the money and keeps financial records showing where it came from and where it goes to? And there's a part of me that would also like that question answered regarding Moorook and all the "donations"/"gifts" in Lola's birthday cards/"sponsorship" monies, etc that they've received. Or is that asking too much?

Not that I'm aware of. A couple of people did ask on the "Rescues United Quiz" FB page how much money was raised, but there was no reply. The information quoted was received in a PM from HSFO, in reply to a PM asking about total money raised on the night. This whole thing is like watching a multi-car pile-up from a distance, where you can see what's happening and how it can be avoided, but you're too far away to do anything.

Re the whole fundraising issue and the recent Quiz Night ... Taken from the FB page advertising the quiz night "Presented by Help Save the Furry Ones and co-hosted by Moorook Animal Shelter, Adopt a Kitty Rescue and Foster Network, and Noah's Ark Small Animal Rescue and Adoption, all profits raised on the night will be used to support ongoing rescue work by the four groups with 10% dedicated to a Trap Neuter Release program for feral cats". A friend has been told "just over $7000 profit was raised on the night and $4000 on the auction though we are still waiting for some of that to come through. We are currently organising the next one for November". Some of my friends and I are really worried about what will happen to the money raised (from the recent quiz, and from any future quizzes), if the shelters/rescues aren't acting within the law by accepting proceeds from this fundraising. Can the money be confiscated by OLGC or similar? And we don't want to see the groups get in the s**t, if they accept the money in good faith. As animal lovers, we're concerned that others supporting these type of fundraising activities by attending/buying things, etc will withdraw their support if they think the money isn't going to the rescues it was intended for. I know what I'm trying to say, but I probably haven't put it very well. I'd be interested to know anyone else's thoughts on the matter. It's just that when you support something financially, you like to think that the money will go where it's meant to, without the recipients getting into trouble.

I think it is wonderful that he has been nominated for that medal, these are some of the categories: Pride of Australia Medal: Class/Category: Numpty Division: Sub Section: Great Australian Tuggers I just spat my coffee over my laptop screen when I read that! Very very funny ... and sadly, very accurate too. Methinks a tissue (maybe a whole box) is in order here. NOT for us though. Just for the stuff that comes from MA because it sure as Hell doesn't come from his mouth surely? Think Stain here lol Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 'Scuse me while I throw up, if you mean what I think you mean. I still reckon we should call him "Sorbent", cause he talks so much S**t. As a wise man once said "It's a wonder he can walk and breath at the same time, he's so thick". And to quote my Nanna, "he couldn't lie straight in bed".

I think it is wonderful that he has been nominated for that medal, these are some of the categories: Pride of Australia Medal: Class/Category: Numpty Division: Sub Section: Great Australian Tuggers I just spat my coffee over my laptop screen when I read that! Very very funny ... and sadly, very accurate too.

I'm still trying to work out what he's implying when he says "those supporters who do their best to assist her in her work are not monitored on how they try to do so". Is he saying that Lola has no idea what work any of the volunteers do while they're there? I find that just a tad hard to believe. That's probably in reference to supporters who supposedly were the ones asking for donations on Moorook's behalf, because Lola never asked for donations, but others did not knowing they weren't allowed to and of course Lola knew nothing about it Anyone heard the joke that says "People who talk a load of s**t will be reincarnated as toilet paper"? ... Maybe we should start calling MA "Sorbent" as a term of endearment?

I'm still trying to work out what he's implying when he says "those supporters who do their best to assist her in her work are not monitored on how they try to do so". Is he saying that Lola has no idea what work any of the volunteers do while they're there? I find that just a tad hard to believe.

I'm in shock ... MA hasn't plastered his "Letter to the Editor" in today's Sunday Mail, all over his FB page. Don't tell me with all his contacts that he doesn't know it's been printed? It would be another opportunity for him to toot his own horn.

Strikes me that Rhesus Monkeys could teach MA a thing or two ... or three. Has he never heard the saying "Open mouth ... change feet"? I'm sorry to be so judgemental, but the man gives idiots a bad name. He's not consistent with his lies and misinformation, and reminds me of the joke that says something about a village somewhere looking for its idiot.

Bit unkind to Rhesus Monkeys, don't you think?

This is not correct. When I got my boy in October, he had only been desexed three or four days before I picked him up. He still had his stitches in. In regards to the 3 days in the trailer/van thing.. when I picked up Gus there wasn't a trailer, but he was the only dog that was there when I picked him up. He had come down in the van and when I got there he was wandering around out the front of Lola's daughters property. The daughter had a GSD that did not like other dogs and was going of its head at Gus from the other side of the fence. So if animals are staying at Lola's daughters house, they are definitely kept in either the van or the trailer overnight, there was no where else for them to go. I got my dog from Moorook 2 years ago, and he still had his stitches in from his de-sexing op. She said he was about 5 days post-op. My own vet removed the sutures about 5 days later. And my boy was micro-chipped by Lola outside the front gate of the shelter, while I held him.