Monthly Archives: September 2010

Tiny Timmy – A Champion of Change

22 September 2010
In September 2009 my partner and I rescued a cat and discovered not only was he abused terribly in his previous home, but he was in the middle of a life-threatening reaction to over-the-counter flea and tick products. [For his story in his own words, you can read his post, Rescue Day First Anniversary]. We wanted to give him a name that would show he could overcome anything and thrive. Despite being told he would likely not make it 48 hours by our vet, we named him Tiny Timmy after the little crippled boy in Charles Dickens A Christmas Carol. If you recall, at the end of the story, Tiny Timmy throws his crutches away and walks. Our Timmy is a loving, fun, full of life fur person. He wobbles when he walks, has trouble with small muscle control, has small seizures and tremors. Through the use of supplements and his new acupuncture treatments, he is doing so much better and continues to progress in his Healing Journey. He is now a Spokeskitty against these harmful and dangerous products that have injured and killed tens of thousands of cats and dogs each year. That's why this post is a little ironic. Blog Paws came up with a wonderful program and idea. Ask bloggers to post about "less adoptable" pets this week. For every post, the sponsors pay money into a fund that will be distributed to deserving rescues, including one of our favorites, Blind Cat Rescue. What a great idea! What possibly could be ironic about this? One of the sponsors of this drive is Hartz. Hartz makes over-the-counter flea and tick products, like the ones that harmed Timmy and caused him neurological damage that has impacted his life and caused him to fall into the category of a "less adoptable" pet. Do not be fooled. Hartz is not the same company that it was 100 years ago when it began to become a "trusted brand" with our pets and their health. Here's little bit of Hartz History: Max Stern founded Hartz in 1926. His family operated the company for more than 75 years until it was sold to JW Childs, an investment firm in 2000. In 2004, JW Childs then sold Hartz to the Sumitomo Corporation for about $364 million. Since 2006, Hartz has been plagued by recalls of treats, toys and flea & tick products. The Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) required Hartz to cancel the production of phenothrin-containing flea and tick products for cats after receiving thousands of reports of pet injury and death. As of March 31, 2006, the sale and distribution of Hartz's phenothrin-containing flea and tick products for cats has been terminated. However, EPA's product cancellation order did not apply to Hartz flea and tick products for dogs, and Hartz continues to use phenothrin in a concentration of 85.7% in many of its flea and tick products for dogs. On their website, Hartz states they hold their products to the highest standards of the EPA, who regulates these products. What they don't tell you is that these products don't really have high standards, particularly for active ingredients that have been on the market for agriculture and other uses for decades. In fact, some pesticides cancelled years ago, such as organophosphates (think Nazi nerve gas and Agent Orange), are still found in pet products, including "new" products by Hartz. They feel so strongly about their commitment to your pets that they even trademarked this little quip: “Vet quality protection without the vet prices™” Most pet owners believe they are being responsible pet owners by treating their companion animals with flea and tick products. They trust the Hartz brand because they grew up with it, as their parent's did. But companies just like Hartz employ labs like Professional Laboratory and Research Services Inc. facility in Corapeake, NC. One week after an undercover PETA investigation with graphic footage of horrible conditions and abuse, PLRS closed their doors. The SPCA of Wake County has taken on and offered for adoption 35 of these animals. PRLS contracted with flea & tick and deworming product manufacturers. The state in which these animals were kept in, including untreated health conditions, psychosis and open wounds could never yield any type of sound science. Apparently workers claimed that if all the animals in a study reacted, it wasn't a reaction but a fact of the "living conditions". These manufacturers go to labs just like PRLS because the reports are in their favor and the EPA relies primarily on studies submitted by manufacturers. If Timmy had stayed where we rescued him from, the following day he would have been abandoned in a forest area near The Bad Place. He was so ill at that time. He could hardly keep his head up, let alone walk. He had chronic diarrhea from being a fed a diet of human junk food like pizza and hot pockets. Because the people at the Bad Place thought it was funny he walked like a "drunken kitty" and would run full blast until he banged into something, they tried to get him to run whenever they needed a good laugh. They pushed him around on the concrete when we went to rescue him, like a broken Tonka Truck, to get him to run. He was far too sick to run, so we snatched him up. If the people who had him would have cared enough to work with a shelter to get him adopted, likely he would have been given his wings. It would have taken a very very special rescue to see to his needs, be sensitive to what was working and what was not despite what any vet said, and to see him through his first rescue week, where my partner and I stood vigil over him almost 24 hours a day, watching for signs of major seizures. There is not one day that goes by that Timmy does not bring a smile to our faces, and touch our hearts in some positive way. Although we were not looking for another cat, and originally planned to re-home Timmy, we count our blessings for the day he came into our lives because he has made it so much richer. Other than taking in strays, dumps or other rescues, my entire life of owning cats (a LOOOONG time) I have never given a home to a specially-abled cat. It wasn't a conscious effort, but most of the cats I have owned found me, not the other way around. Since Timmy has come into our lives, we have met blind cats, cats with two or three legs like Henry JM, CH kitties, cats with seizures, cats who have burns from fire and cats who suffered severe disfiguring from abuse or accident. I have met equally amazing dogs like Myron Wood who is blind, epileptic and environmentally allergic and others like Rainbow Diamond who had her back broken in a puppy mill, which made her the "perfect breeder". There seems to be no shortage of Specially-Abled cats and dogs. One thing they all seem to have in common is that their owners truly love them and each triumph is a celebration, yet they are often euthanized or passed over for adoption. Each of these animals has also done something very special by sharing their stories. They have created a community of humans and other animals. If you want to be part of the change, contact the Wake County SPCA and give these rescued lab cats and dogs a chance to know what it's really like to be loved, fed well, treated well and feel secure. [This image courtesy of Hartz Victims]

Rescue Day First Year Anniversary

5 September 2010
A year ago today, mai peeps received a picture of a kitteh dey wuz told hads a "muscle disorder".

Dat's mes! Dat's mes in da Bad Place. Mai name wuz different den, but mai soul is da sames. Da firstest picture dey gots of mes wuz too dark to really see, sos dey asked for anuder one. I think I looks like I knoes I is going to bes home soonishly, trying to bes strong and hopefuls. I dids not has lots to base dis on, cept a deep belief dat der woulds be more to mai life than abuse.

At da Bad Place, dey dids not has a litter boxie I coulds get intos maiself. I hads to bes put up on a high bed and drops maiself intos da boxie, dens I woulds not bes ables to gets out of its agains. Dis is mes, in a piccie dat wuz sent to mai peeps to makes funs of mes, going in da only place I coulds at da time...  I wuz very weak and sickly dens. Da people at da Bad Place thought it wuz funny I wuz wobbly and woulds scares mes sos I woulds runs into walls, doors and suchly. Dey woulds has der big goggie chase mes, and has der grumpy kitteh beats mes ups. I felt like I dids not has a friend in all da world. Den a miracle happened.

Mai peeps wuz tolds if dey dids not comes and gets mes, I woulds be dumped into da forrest area behind da Bad Place. Dey dids not "needs" mes anymores. Of coursically nots, cuz I wuz very ill at da time frum da over-the-counter flea stuffs dey sprayed on mes and da pizza, ice cream, hot pocket diet dey hads mes on. But da Bad Peoples, cuz dey thought it wuz funny, woulds try to push mes around on da concrete like a broken Tonka Truck to gets mes to runs sos dey coulds laugh and laugh.

Mai peeps wuz not lookings for anuder kitteh. Dey wuz in da process of re-homing a litter at da time and already had a goggie and three other kittehs. But dey thoughts maybes mai "muscle disorder" coulds be helped and sos cames to gets mes. Dey thought maybes dey coulds helps finds mes a forever home. But dey wuz in for a surprise.

Da peoples at da Bad Place, when mai peeps asked if I hads any fleas, bragged dat I dids nots. Dey gave da peeps da spray dey used on mes, made by Sergeant's for Cats. Da peoples bragged, "Only Two Bucks at Wal-Mart". Da peeps coulds tells der sumpin more wrongs wid mes den just a "muscle disorder". Da peoples in da Bad Place had said dey took mes to da vet, but den admitted dey dids nots. I wuz put in mai own room when da peeps gots mes home cuz I hads to bes isolated frum da oder kittehs and goggie till dey founds out what wuz wrong wid mes.

Mai fur felt dry and covered wid sumpin, which da peeps figured wuz da spray. I coulds hardly keeps mai head up, I coulds not stand very goodly cuz I woulds fall over, I woulds stare off intos space sumptimes while laying down. I hads a gash on mai nose frum running intos stuffs and getting hits by da mean kitteh at da Bad Place.

Mai peeps wuz worried. Dey dids not know what wuz wrong wid mes, but dey saw a spark in mai eyes dat said I wuz a determined kitteh. Dey flea combed mes and gaves mes a bath to get da spray offs of mes. Da spray dids not works. Mai peeps tooks over 350 fleas off mai tiny lil' body.

When I got bathed by mai peeps, I just hung limply in der arms. I dids not has much strength. Afters I wuz bathed, dey tooks mes to da vet to sees what wrong wid mes. Just in case, dey brought da sprays along just in case. Da vet checked mes outs and saids I wuz suffering common effects of poisoning frum dis flea and tick spray and oder products likes its. She said she dids not thinks I woulds makes it 48 hours. Dey bathed mes again at da vet twice wid Dawn Blue to bes sures I dids not has any more ooky stuffs on mes. I gots fluids and da vet told dems dey coulds takes me to da ER vet cuz I neededs to be watched 24 hours a day, but she dids not thinks dat da meds woulds helps wid mai seizures or tremors at dat point. Da peeps mades da decision to takes mes homes and watch to sees if I hads a major seizure. If I dids, dey woulds take mes to da ER vet. Dey coulds not stands da thought of mes dying alones in a kennel at da ER place.

Mai peeps gaves mes mai own pet bed, which I coulds not gets intos maiself. Dey gaves mes mai first toy dat wuz just mine. (I still has its hid and checks in on its frum time to time.) Dey used a really shallow litter boxie for mes sos I could gets in and outs of its, wid a lil' help at first. Dey held vigil overs mes for a week, 24 hours a day. Da spark in mai eyes wuz getting brighter. I hads really badly GI issues cuz of da toxins and alsos cuz in da Bad Place dey hads mes on a junk food people diet. Da peeps woulds wash mes several times a day cuz I woulds gets pee and poopy on mes. I has always beens a very clean kitteh, but wuz nots given da opportunity untils nows to shows its. I woulds gets very upset when I hads to bes cleaned. I wuz upset cuz I messed, not dat I had peeps cleaning mes.

When I coulds poo on mai own, I woulds stiffen ups like a board and falls over backwards. Dis wuz a seizure. Da peeps customized mai litter boxie cuz dey wuz worried dat I woulds hurt maiself more. Dey mades mes mai own Bumper Box. Dey used corn litter stead of clay litter cuz I woulds tries to eat da clay. I discovered dat corn dun tastes as goodly.

I wuz ins and outs of da vet offices a lots dose firstly four months. Da peeps gaves mes lots of fluids, pumpkin and supplements to helps mes detox and continue to helps mai kidneys recover and dos a goodly job keeping da toxins down in mai body. I is chemically senstives nows, sos dey tries to dos everything dey cans in a more natural way, which I seems to respond goodly tos.

I has even been to sees a neurologist!

Da peeps learned all dey coulds about dese products and I has become a Spokeskitty against dem and an advocate for safer alternatives. Dey wuz shocked to finds overs 44,000 cats and dogs wuz harmed just in 2008 and just frum spot on products.

Mai peeps told mes dat as long as I wuz determined and loved life, dey woulds helps mes in any way dey coulds to bes da bestest kitteh I cans bes. I has kitteh friends nows, especially Jersey da feral kitteh. I likes da goggie, Fiona, toos. I gets acupooky to helps mes and alsos is on lotsa supplements to helps wid mai various issues. Mai trembles is much betters, mai GI issues is doing goodly thanks to mai job at da Poo Factory and mai seizures haves pretty wells stopped.

I has dun so many things no one thought I coulds evers dos. Mai peeps never has said "Timmy can't dos dis or dat". Dey always let mes dos what I coulds dos when I coudls dos its. I has climbed up highs, I has leapt, I is learning more small muscle control, I has a noms off switch (unless it really goodly noms - hee!) and I loves mai life wid da peeps.

I evens wons week 8 of da Most Valuable Pet (MVP) Bissell Contest. Wes entered to share mai story wid more peoples, but mai friends mades mes a winner!

Now I is a Spokeskitty, like I said. I is alsos a Milty Pet wid da Milty Project and has mai very own Milty Logo. A Milty is a very special Blanket mades by Miss Maike to helps rescues and der rescuers.

I has mai own cat nip toys mades by Mimi of Catching Lizards. Shortly afters mai peeps rescued mes, dey hads a hooge financial change, sos mai friends has helped wid a lot of mai treatments and care. I coulds not possibly lists dem alls, but feels very lucky to has such goodly friends who believe in mes and mai Healing Journey.

It is a year ago todays dat I wuz rescued and came to lives wid mai peeps. I is thankfuls and feels so blessed. Since comings here I has lived a charmed life. I gets ups to lots of mischief and hijinx. Hee! I keeps mai peeps on der toesies and loves to plays and climb! Life is goodly!

Mai motto is dat yous can make a difference one kitteh, goggie or peep at a time. And sumptimes, things dat lil' for yous to dos makes a hooge difference for oders.

*headbonks* mai friends. Until laters, make every day count and dun lets anything limits yous.

NOMasDay Everybudy

Tiny Timmy

PS - If yous wants to learn more about mai journey, yous can watch mai first movie below or in Timmy TV.

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