About Me...
We can judge the hearts of man by their treatment of animals, the environment and the less fortunate amongst us.
About 6 years ago in December, I got an e-mail from my friend Rene about a dog " I named Noel " in a Nicaraguan art gallery that had been starved to death in the name of art (body contour change) and the artiest was scheduled to do it again. It enraged me that people would even pay to watch this little dog starve to death, let alone call it art or do it again for that matter. ( see below for the whole story). I started looking on the internet to see what I could do to help stop this barbaric act from happening to another little dog. It was very overwhelming, confusing, and heartbreaking that there were so many different websites on animal cruelty let alone help this one dog especially in another country. It was hard jumping around the internet trying to figure out where to even begin to help, so that's why I created this website. I put a lot of information in one place to make it easier to help animals like Noel.
I have loved animals all my life and as a kid I brought home everything and anything I thought needed help. It drove my Dad crazy but he tolerated it. We had animals everywhere and he thought I'd grow out of it, well guess what...
These days, I
don’t have much money but I do have a computer, a big heart and a voice to speak for the the animals who can't. Animal hunger and cruelty are something that needs
a lot of attention and so many need help as a result of it. Knowledge
is Power and I promote it in any way I can.
Sure, I 'm busy, but if possible I update my website as information becomes available to me every morning before work. Once a month and in a few hours, I e-mail governors, friends, newspapers, cross post, network, facebook, twitter and sign petitions. I volunteer when ever I can and watch my neighborhoods for animals that may be in distress. Animals happen to be my passion and that’s why I get involved even if I can only save one dog, one cat, one bear or one tree at a time…. The good feelings I get from trying are soooooo worth it !!! What we do rather it be one person or many could be the difference between life or death of a starving or an abused animal.
I pledge to Help End Animal Cruelty by:
* Being ever-vigilant about the well being of animals; * Seeking the
facts on the issues at hand so that I can make intelligent decisions
about how I can make a difference; * Voicing my beliefs to public
officials who can sponsor effective legislation; * Providing a loving
home and safe haven for the animals I have rescued and the one's to
come; * Be an advocate for the one's that need forever homes and love
too; * Passing this pledge on to friends and family.
On May 18, 2011, I got the honor and privileged of being nominated for the 2011 Humaneitarian
Awards. It was humbling to be in the company of 5 equally
deserving caring folks whom advocate on a daily basis to save these
animals as well. I didn't win but it was a great honor to be nominated.
Johni Bullivant ( Your website host) , creator of animalabusersspotlight.com, a website designed to combat animal abuse.
The man that supports my efforts.
My husband of almost 14 years is very supportive in my efforts to get involved and help. He doesn't like Animal Cruelty either so he encourages me to do all I can. He calls me his "Lil Pit Bull" because he says "Once I latch onto something" I don't let go till I have all the facts, talk to who I have to, and I get tough when I need to. I'm very lucky he participates and takes an interest in what I'm doing.
We Rescued Our First Dog From A Shelter In Coos Bay 14 years ago.
Krissy
We’ve had Krissy almost 14 years now. My husband and her are inseparable. Krissy is sooo sweet, very smart and gives great kisses.
We now have a new member in our Family. Meet "Evo" short for Evaluation motor for Harley Davidson's.
He is a Chihuahua and was born on the 4th of July. Rescued from being sold to a stranger without any background. I wasn't sure who would have taken him or what may have happen to him.
Lucky Dog, Lucky Dog… Krissy just got luckier when she won the
battle with Breast Cancer and survived.. Yes, dogs can get breast
cancer. Since the surgery was expensive, I started a small savings
account where I put 5 dollars in at a time for any future expenses. It
is so the expenses won't be so overwhelming if there is a next time. I
always hope I don't have to use the money.
Success Stories: I get calls and e-mails all the time to help people with their animals and animals who are potentially in distress. I believe in trying to educate people first, not just take the animal. I have helped people get food for their pets (even if I have to buy it myself) in this rescission or point them in the right direction for affordable vet costs. I believe education first but if that is not possible, then I contact authorities if need be in abuse cases. Here are some animals I have helped:
This is Britten who was a breeder dog. Now she has a new home and family who love her very much. She will no longer ever have to live in a kennel just having puppies. She will know the joys that a family can bring her and does.
These little guys were abandoned and I helped find them good homes.
Evo was being sold on a street corner and I ended up with him to ensure he got a good home.
He is 11 and needed a new home. I gave advise to gain that. He is in a Beagle sanctuary now where he lives with many more friends like him. They laz around all day now.
She is a year old and my friend had to find her a home. She is a wonderful dog and was well trained for a year old. She went to a great forever home with lots of kids to play with.
God said; Regardless of how selfish and childish and
unlovable you may be, this new companion will
accept you as you are and will love you as I
do, in spite of yourself." And God created a new animal to be a companion for
Adam. And it was a good animal. And God was pleased.
I now have the honor of providing some services as a Ordained Minister Officiant. I can perform Animal Blessings, Vigils and Marriages.
Below is the first U-tube video I saw on animal cruelty. It mad me cry. Then there was the story of Ugly. These 2 things are what helped me decide that I needed to try harder to help and save as many animals I can unconditionally. The Dog fest was my first event I attended and saw the love people have for their pets. Fun..Fun..
THE STORY OF UGLY
This story has always inspired me to remember what Unconditional Love
is all about.
Everyone in the apartment complex I
lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident Tomcat. Ugly loved three
things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love.
The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their
effect on Ugly. To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should
have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his
left foot appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an
unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His
tail has long been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would
constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby
striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders
with thick, yellowing scabs.
Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. "That's one UGLY
cat!!" All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw
rocks at him, hosed him down, and squirted him when he tried to come in their
homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave. Ugly always had
the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting
soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl
his lanky body around your feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he
would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands,
begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin
suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.
One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbor’s huskies. They did not respond kindly
and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I
tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was lying, it was
apparent Ugly's sad life was almost at an end. Ugly lay in a wet circle, his
back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the
white strip of fur that ran down his front.
As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and
gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I
thought. Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear - Ugly, in
so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I
pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then
he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of
purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking
only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.
At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had
ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away
from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting
in me to relieve his pain.
Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a
long time afterwords, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray
could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit,
to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion
than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that
I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was
scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love
truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.
Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, and beautiful but for me; I will always try to be Ugly.
Salem, Oregon Dog Fest Fun...
I volunteered at the Dog Fest 2008 in Salem, Oregon and saw a lot of great Vendors, Sponsors and Enthusiastic Animal Lovers. I got a lot of wonderful information and the participation was great. We had a lot of fun.
Thanks for Caring and to all the Volunteers...
This is My Personal Favorite.
Noel
This is about an Artist that starved a dog to death and called it Art. She was my inspiration. I
named this dog that it was too late to save "Noel". She lost her life to
starvation in December of 2006 at the hands of a monster. It was
Noel that inspired me to fight even harder to stop this monster from the next one.
Whats really disturbed me the most is, people are actually there seeing this exhibit.....
In 2006, the 'artist' Guillermo Vargas Habacuc, in Costa Rica took a dog from the street, tied him to a rope in an art gallery, and starved him to death. For several days, the 'artist' and the visitors of the exhibition have watched emotionless the shameful 'masterpiece' based on the dog's agony, until eventually he died. But this is not all... the prestigious Visual Arts Biennial of the Central American decided that the 'installation' was actually art, so that Guillermo Vargas Habacuc has been invited to repeat this cruel action for the biennial of 2007.
Note: He paid five local children to help him catch the terrified stray dog...in the impoverished area. The dog had no way to escape capture or his fate once he was in the hands of this cruel man.
This really fired me up so I contacted their government about it and this is what they had to say. This is from the consult of Costa Rica and what they told me about it.
Maria Antonieta Garcia <magarcia@costarica-embassy.org> wrote:
From: 'Maria Antonieta Garcia' <magarcia@costarica-embassy.org>
Subject: We need you help, Who can I talk to....
Date: Thu, 5 Jun
In reference to the alleged animal abuse by Guillermo Vargasin a Nicaraguan art gallery, the Embassy of Costa Rica would like to remind those concerned that animal abuse of any kind is not condoned in our country. Furthermore, the conduct of one Costa Rican does not imply a national behavior. Animal mistreatment does not reflect the general feelings and attitudes of Costa Ricans towards animals. As a matter off act, the President of Costa Rica, Dr. Oscar Arias, a Nobel Peace Prizelaureate, recently became the one millionth person to sign the Universal Declaration on Animal Welfare (UDAW), an initiative led by the World Society for the Protection of Animals (WSPA) to gain recognition and protection for animals worldwide. President Arias’support for the UDAW is part of the government Peace with Nature initiative which focuses on protecting the environment and natural resources
This is
what We all did together...
Thank you for contacting the WSPA regarding your concern over this situation in Central America . I see you have been diligent in your efforts to do something about this act of cruelty. It is people like you that help get the word out, get petitions signed and stop these kinds of animal abusers. It shows we can achieve anything in numbers. We can be the voices of those who can't speak. WSPA is now well aware of this act of cruelty committed by Guillermo “Habacuc” Vargas. As you may know, the artist is Costa Rican but the exhibit with the dog happened in a Nicaraguan art gallery. Vargas has been invited to exhibit at the Central American Biennial set to take place in Honduras this year, though the exhibit organizers have said that he was not invited to repeat the dog exhibit. That statement was up for debait. The news of the exhibit with the dog did not seem to get picked up by the Costa Rican press until about a month after it happened. Even then there was very little coverage. The WSPA met with Business Owners for Art (Empresarios por el Arte), an organization co-sponsoring the Honduras Biennial. In the meeting, we expressed our position against the act. Representatives from this organization acknowledged that they are opposed to the animal cruelty for artistic purposes, but that his participation at this next exhibition could not be avoided a she is showing a different piece. In a letter sent to the WSPA on April30th, the president of this association, Mr. Ronald Zürcher,emphasized that no use of animals in the exhibition in Honduras will be allowed.
Kind regards, Lora Adomeit Supporter Services World Society for the Protection of Animals (WSPA)
See what else they are doing to help: http://www.wspa-usa.org/
I Rescued a Human Today – Dog Writings
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 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…
By Janine Allen
I Want to QUIT! ( I'm sure we as rescuers have these days but...)
I want to quit!
My health is bad. There are days I feel so terrible that I can barely move. My phone bills are outrageous, and I could have replaced my van with the funds I have spent these last 3 years—on animals that were not my own.
I want to quit!
I spend hours and hours emailing about dogs. There may be 500 messages when I start—and at 4 AM, when I finally shut down the computer, there are still 500 emails to be read.
I want to quit!
Gosh, I haven’t the time left to email my friends. I can’t remember the last book I read, and I gave up my subscription to my local newspaper- — I used to enjoy reading it, cover to cover, but now it often ends up under the kitty litter box — unread.
I want to quit!
I’ve spent days emailing what seems like everyone—trying to find a foster home, help for a dog languishing in a shelter—but his time has run out, and the shelter has had to euthanize to make room for the next sad soul.
I want to quit!
I swear, I walk away from my computer to stretch my legs—let the dogs out—and come back to find another dog in desperate need. There are times I really dread checking my email. How will I find the funds, the help, to save yet another dog?
I want to quit!
I save one dog, and two more take its place. Now an owner who doesn’t want his dog—it won’t stay in his unfenced yard. An intact male wanders… This bitch got pregnant by a stray… This 3-month-old pup killed baby chicks… The dog got too big… This person’s moving and needs to give up his pet. I ask you, friends— what town, what city, what state doesn’t allow you to own a pet?
I want to quit!
I just received another picture, another sad soul with tormented eyes that peer out of a malnourished body. I hear whimpering in my sleep, have nightmares for days…
I want to quit!
I just got off the phone. “Are you a Rescue? We want to adopt a male to breed to our female.” How many times do I have to explain? I have tried to explain about genetics, about health and pedigrees. I explain that rescue NEUTERS! I usually end up sobbing, as I explain about the vast numbers of animals dying in shelters across the country, as I describe the condition many of these animals are found in. I wonder if they really heard me…
I want to quit!
It is not like I don’t have enough rescues of my own to worry about– -but others have placed dogs improperly and aren’t there to advise the new owners.
I want to quit!
There ARE some unscrupulous rescues out there—hoarders, collectors, and folks who will short change the care of the animals to make a dollar. They save them all, regardless of temperament, putting fellow rescuers and adopters at risk by not being truthful.
I want to quit!
I have trusted the wrong people— had faith and heart broken…
I want to quit!
AND THEN… My dog lays his head in my lap, he comforts me with his gentle presence—and the thought of his cousins suffering stirs my heart.
I want to quit!
AND THEN… One of those 500 emails is from an adopter. They are thanking me for the most wonderful dog on earth—they cannot imagine life without their friend—their life is changed, and they are so grateful.
I want to quit!
AND
THEN… One of my adopted Rescues has visited a nursing home. A patient
that has spent the last few years unable to communicate, not connecting–
-Lifts his hand to pat the huge head in his lap, softly speaks his
first words in ages— to this gentle fur child.
I want to quit!
AND THEN… A Good Samaritan has found and vetted a lost baby, “I can’t keep him, but I’ll take care of him until you find his forever home.”
I want to quit!
AND THEN… I get an email from a fellow rescuer, “Haven’t heard from you in a while—you OK? You know I think of you…”
I want to quit!
AND THEN… A dozen rescuers step up to help, to transport, to pull, and to offer encouragement. I have friends I have
never seen, but we share tears, joys, and everything in between. I am
not alone. I am blessed with family of the heart, my fellow Rescuers.
Just days ago it was a friend who shared her wit and wisdom, whose late
night email lifted my heart. Sometimes it is friends who only have time
to forward you a smile. Often, it is my friends who forward me the
notices of dogs in need. There are Rescuers who see a failing transport
and do everything they can to find folks to pull it together for you.
Rescuers who’ll overnight or foster your Dog while you seek transport.
There are Rescuers not used to or comfortable with your breed, but who
put aside their discomfort to help.
There are Rescuers whose words play the music of our hearts. Foster homes that love your Rescue, and help to make them whole again—body and spirit. Foster homes that fit your baby in, though it may not be their breed. Rescuers whose talents and determination give us tools to help us. Rescuers we call on for help in a thousand ways, who answer us, who hear our pleas. Rescuers who are our family, our strength, our comrades in battle. I know I cannot save every animal in need. I know my efforts are a mere drop in a sea. I know that if I take on just one more — those I have will suffer.
I want to quit! But I won’t. When I feel overwhelmed, I’ll stroke my dog’s head while reading my fellow Rescuers emails. I’ll cry with them, I’ll laugh with them—and they will help me find the strength to go on.
But not today. There’s another email, another dog needing Rescue.
This piece is dedicated, with love and gratitude, to all Rescuers. Author Unknown Joan C. Fremo Sent to me by Susie. Their work does not compare to anything else in the world.
"At The End Of The Line"
At the end of the line,
It's a lonely place,
Why even have me if this is the case?
At the end of the line,
There can be no joy
A pile of rocks for my only toy.
At the end of the line,
No pat on the head
A bowl full of food, if I'm lucky, instead.
At the end of the line,
No people to greet,
Although I'd be friendly to all that I'd meet.
At the end of the line,
A cold hard wet floor,
If I were inside, I could guard your door.
At the end of the line,
I just wonder why,
Is this really the way that you chose me to die?
~Lisa Stocks
The Backyard Hell
These pictures say it all.
On a Personal Note:
Don't chain your dog.
I bet that dog in your back yard is loyal to you, would DIE for you, looks forwards to when you get home when no-one else does. They Love you no matter what or who you are. They do deserve more and so does every animal on this website...
For my Dad: This is
important to me as I grew up with these magnificent birds. My father was
a falconer for many years and I joined him in the fields as a kid to
fly them. I
still keep up with these wonderful birds. My father started The
California Hawking Club in 1971 with a handful of men many years ago: 
THE
PURPOSE OF THIS ORGANIZATION SHALL BE TO PRESERVE BIRDS OF PREY AND TO
ADVANCE THE ART AND PRACTICE OF FALCONRY. To read more: http://www.calhawkingclub.org/
OUR MISSION
A Society formed to ensure the survival of Peregrine
Falcons in the Midwest U.S. and Canadian Great Lakes region through
scientific research, public education, and field monitoring. To see more: http://www.midwestperegrine.org/
And there are more links and information on Falcons and Falconry:
Falconry. Becoming A Lost Art ?
Falconry, one of the oldest hunting sports, is taking wild quarry in its natural state with a trained raptor. The North American Falconers Association (NAFA) is a group of dedicated individuals who share common views on the welfare of raptors (birds of prey) in nature and in their careful employment in the sport of falconry. NAFA welcomes you to the world of raptors and invites you to explore the ancient sport of falconry. NAFA is for LIFE: our goals are to develop positive Legislation, share Information, promote Friendship, and ensure the survival of an Environment suitable for falconry.
http://www.n-a-f-a.org/default.htm
American Falconry recognizes that some of the readers might not be familiar with the realities of keeping a bird. Here we will explain some of those questions you may have. Let's start with the legal aspects of keeping a raptor in the United States for hunting. First you must have a Federal and State falconry license. This is provided by your State Game and Fish department. The only state that still doesn't have falconry regulations is Hawaii. Therefore it's illegal to hunt game with a raptor there. You must first have a falconry license before you possess a raptor, or it will be confiscated and you will be cited. State have their own regulations and guidelines that meet or exceed federal standards. So contact them directly for information.
A Dog’s Last Will and Testament
With the unconditional love and loyalty our beloved canine companions show us, you can easily imagine what they would have for a Last Will and Testament. Warning – Tissue Alert!
I
know that every Animal charity needs help and all are reputable very
worth wild causes. The variety of websites and information I have listed
includes little websites you may not know about to help and some
of the larger charities because they still have a bigger on going
battle protecting many animals. UNITED here is where we make a
difference. If you have a comment, an event, suggestion, story, pictures, an animal lost to abuse, a good
website, or article please e-mail me at jkbullivant@yahoo.com
and I will be honored to post it to this
website. If you would like an article removed (besides “public
knowledge”) also e-mail me and I will gladly remove it.
