Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Chicken hawk at the lunch counter

This afternoon I looked out the back window and noticed it seemed unusually quiet around the bird feeders. I quickly realized why: chicken hawk was back in town, and he looked hungry. Luckily none of the grey miscellaneous birds who usually hang around our bird feeders were around--probably because they had no interest in being chicken hawk's lunch. This dude is brazen; I walked right out on the back porch and took about 10 shots of him (not at him) before he said "up yours" and flew away.


Tuffy update: I called the Utah Animal Adoption Center this afternoon, as instructed, to find out the results of his blood work-up. The nice lady at the desk told me to call back on Friday afternoon. Now, if I worked at an animal shelter that had 79 cats available for adoption, and some reasonably sane person came in with an interest in adopting one of them, I think I'd be a little more motivated to move the blood work along--but that's just me.

She did feed me one bit of hopeful news. Apparently the vet said, "Sometimes their eyes are dialated because they are scared [rather than because they have diabetes]." Gee....scared, just because you live in a tiny metal cage inside an animal shelter along with 78 other homeless cats who spend all day and all night listening to dogs barking?

Here's a clip I took of the little guy. Notice the drool, crazy eyes, and hip haircut...

3 comments:

  1. He looks like a brother of Bonnie's when we had to get her shaved!

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  2. Awww....he's sooo cute!! What makes them think he has diabetes? Urinating a lot and drinking a TON of water? He looks so sweet, I hope he doesn't have diabetes. Can you keep him if he does (or do you still want to, and if you don't what will they do with him? How old is he? I hope they call you tomorrow with the results!!!

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  3. I asked if they would call me when the tests were done, but apparently they don't "do" phone calls. They told me I'd have to call back. When I was there on Tuesday for 20 minutes, I only saw one other "customer" in the place. I'm thinking service isn't a priority for this operation, which might explain why they have all those homeless animals and no one to adopt them. Kinda makes me sick.

    I don't think I can go through another two-insulin-shots-a-day routine again, only to have the cat I've grown to love die in a year. I'm really hoping he doesn't have diabetes.

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