the wild pigeons of Salisbury beach part 21

The pigeons come and go.

I still see "Galok" and "Craow Dum", "Blum Craow Dum" and "Bust-a-Move". There are a couple of new ones that survived the winter. "JLo", who is new, has a distinct white "J" as well as new comer "Hung Cow". I still haven't seen "Whitey", "Snowflake" or "Brownie" yet.

The little sparrows wait patiently for us to feed them in the morning.

I like seeing them.

I don't care if they are "only pigeons". I still enjoy seeing them.

I read the weekly birding report of what species of birds the local bird watchers see. One gentleman who has a birding shop writes a peice every week in the daily news. He was a bit upset because an area that is protected by brush and trees was completely strip-mined of birding habitat. The area where you can usually spot nesting owls is now decimated.

Nice...

The twisted joke about the whole thing is that the area was clear cut for "environmentally friendly" solar panels.

All for the sake for " the environment."

OMG is this a joke?

This was a rich habitat for a variety of different creatures used for nesting and protection is now gonzo all for the sake of being 'green".

What a F*&&ing joke.

Do people really give a shit about the environment or do they carry those stupid shopping bags and buy those curly bulbs (that release mercury when broken) to make themselves feel better as if they are abjudicating themselves of their "environmental sins"?

It's kind of like clear cutting the Brazilian rainforest to grow corn. Corn is used to make ethanol fuel which is "more environmentally friendly".

How dumb is that.

I have to laugh at those hippy "barneys" that go out and buy so called environmentally friendly hemp clothing. (Those "clothes" are F*&^%ing ugly. They must wear it to match those hideous birkinstocks and wool socks)

Ah...seriously, the most environmentally friendly clothing is recycled clothes. If you need clothes go to a resale shop.

Another thing that is a joke is 'environmentally friendly' dryers. Ah... how about just hanging your clothes on a line? No energy used there plus your clothes don't end up smelling like socks or some kind of artifical scent.

Congress is trying to pass a law to outlaw incandescent bulbs.

Why?

I had a bunch of those curly bulbs. When they burnt out they burst releasing, I beleive, toxic fumes. I went out and bought lower wattage incandescent bulbs instead. It's the same wattage but less brighter than those curly bulbs . I don't understand? Why would these low watt bulbs get outlawed?

Dumb. Dumb. DUMB!

The BIGGEST thing people can do to be really environmentally friendly is to leave habitats for critters alone.

I worry what will happen to the pigeons when the beach front becomes developed and hotels are built. Sadly, no one cares about the pigeons.

But me.

I definitely care about the environment but I don't follow what the crowds and latest fad dictates.

Wake up.

We are not the only ones that live on this planet.

getting my "mojo" back

During the winter I had envisioned all these lofty plans and projects to do during the cold weather.

I did none of them.

Zero.

I seriously crawled through the season.

I was barely functioning.

I was sick 90% of the time, and freezer burnt.

My memory of doing things I generally like to do was slipping away.

I do not know if my brain cells were fried from the migraines, the zomig, fibromyalgia, roller coaster hormone fluctuations and or, all the above.

It was an awful feeling.

I was worried that I would not draw again.

I know sometimes my brain switches gear.

Somedays I am left handed and some days I am right handed.

As I stared at a sheet of bristol board paper with pencil in hand nothing was happening.

What the F*&^ is going on?

I talked to my neurologist about this but he didn't seemed too concerned. He suggested an antidepressant.

Huh?

Oh great, another F*&^ing drug.

I didn't take it.

I am aware that the dark days are just a migraine mirage.

I can deal with that.

What worries me is these days of blurriness.

I wanted to do some art work.

I went through my icon art study plates and Freida Kahlo prints.

I stared at them, studied them, and envisioned doing a perfect piece of artwork not from reality but from imagining.

Icon painting is done in layers of precise steps. You have to concentrate and take your time.

There is something very therapeutic about icon painting.

Just applying the many layers of gesso to prep the canvas I almost gave up.

But I didn't.

I took one tiny step at a time.

I worked in steps and in layers.

In this icon painting I used a variety of media.

I used an unfinished sheet of canvas, acyclic paint, 14K gold foil, velvet fabric, silk fabric, gold and silver trim, beads, a piece of wood, faux pearls, copper sheeting, and religious charms.

Upon completing the icon, I didn't want to stop.

As Austin Powers would say, "I'm getting my 'mojo" back".

The digital photo (above) doesn't give it justice. The colors are much more vivid in real life. (The flag has beautiful silk embroidered fish on it)

And yes, it is a Saint Atlantis Icon!

In search for the perfect scone

There is nothing better on this planet than a good cup of coffee and a delicious scone.

A simple but an exquisite pleasure!

So far, the best scones I've had are the vegan scones from the Whole Food Market bakery, the raspberry scones from Dunkin Donuts (they no longer sell them), and the cranberry nut scones from the Galley Hatch bakery. Each one of these scones are completely different from each other in taste, texture, and consistency. But they are all really yummy.

I have been on a quest for the perfect recipe to make my own.

Believe it or not, being on a "life-time" diet I end up cooking more often trying a variety of healthy, low fat and favorful recipes to hopefully, "stay on the wagon".

I know consuming scones doesn't really qualify for being very "weight watcher friendly."

However.

My breakfast regiment is a half of scone, cooked eggwhites and a cup of coffee.

I have tried a gallizion different scones recipes.

Most of them kind of suck.

I even tried Duchess Fergie's oatmeal scone recipe. Sarah Ferguson was a spokeswoman for weightwatchers. I figured, OK she is British, so she must know a decent recipe for scones.

Let me tell you.

Any bakery item that is labeled "fat free" tastes like shit.

I've done numerous google searches for vegan scone recipes that replicate the Whole Food market scones. It must be a secret recipe because I couldn't find it.

However.

I've developed a 'taste kitchen laboratory". My husband and I will sample various concoctions to see if what I make taste good.

What I have learned in my search and experimentations is that there are all different types of 'flour".

There is: all purpose flour, whole wheat flour, rice flour, barley flour, gluten free flour, cake flour, self rising flour, bread flour, bisquick flour, and pastry flour.

There are all kinds of "shortenings": crisco, real butter, margarine, and smart balance or earth balance spread.

There is also a big variety of vanilla and different kinds of exotic cinnamon spices.

All these things make a big difference in taste and how it bakes.

I also discovered that you have to mix and coordinate ingredients to give off the correct chemical reaction in order for it to be successful.

There is quite an art and science that goes into cooking.

OK so after quite a bit of experimentation here is my" perfect scone" recipe:

preheat oven to 400F

2 cups of pastry flour (it has to be pastry flour)

1 cup of quaker oats

1/2 TBS baking powder

1/4 teas Indonesian cinnamon

1/2 teas salt

1 teas orange zest (peel)

blend this together

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2/3 cup of cool smart balance

mix this in with dry ingredients till mix is crumbly

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in a separate bowl

1/2 cup fat free milk

1 TBS vanilla (not vanilla flavoring)

1/2 cup natural Florida cane crystal sugar

1 large egg (at room temperature)

1/2 cup chopped dates

mix together

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mix all ingredients together plus 1/3 cup of chopped walnuts

form little balls and flatten them down on an ungreased cookie sheet

bake for about 20 minutes or untill browned at the edges

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These scones are fairly low fat and somewhat healthy.

Seriously, these are the best scones ever!

Dogs and birds are smarter than humans.period.

Well it happened again.
I was driving up to Mattie's house (one of dog client's house) and I got behind this driver who was not only driving in between two lanes but in a halting manner.
At first, I thought it was an elderly driver perhaps a bit confused. I generally give an elderly driver a 'pass' if their driving skills are a bit off.
As I pulled up next to the driver I realized it was not an elderly driver but some shit-head texting.
Oh for God's sake.
I blasted my horn (but refrained from flipping him "the bird").
These selfish clueless single-minded jerk-offs really piss me off.
Are people getting stupider?
I went to have my snow tires switched over to my regular tires at a tire shop.
I said to the young service attendant who was filling out the paper-work that I am here to have my snow tires switched over. My regular everyday tires were sitting in the back seat of my car. He asked me twice if I wanted the tires rotated. I said, as I looked him in the eye,"No(!?). Just change the snowtires over".
You can probably guess where this is going.
He rotated the tires.
So there I was at the service station for another hour waiting for somebody working there that understood that I just wanted my snow tires off and regular tires on.
Whenever I go in a coffee shop (other than my favorite dunkin donuts) 90% of the time I get the opposite of what I order. (I always order cream no sugar but I end up with sugar no cream)
If you watch people walking around you will notice they either have their head glued to their cell phone, they are walking while texting and or tune the world out with ear buds fully inserted in their ears listening to their ipod.
The world has gone retarded.
I never seem to have this problem when ever I deal with dogs or birds. You can tell they are paying attention to what you have to say. Sure, sometimes they will not follow what you ask them. It's not because they are not paying attention or stupid. Sometimes they just don't want to do what you request.
Animals are definitely more in tune with body language and what is happening around them. Whenever I hear my birds squawk I know that either somebody is pulling into the driveway or something (or someone)is in the yard. My birds never lie or pretend. If they don't like something going on they will let you know so that you correct it immediately.
Lately, people seem to have this insatiable need to be entertained constantly. My birds or dog customers don't have that need. Dogs are perfectly happy doing simple things like taking a walk in the park. My birds like to sit with me at the table to tear up newspaper.
For animals, life is simplified, uncomplicated and uncluttered.
I wish people would start being like that.

gotta love that Cesar!

Last night, there was nothing on TV.
The beauty of computers is that you can pick and watch some decent TV shows off of your laptop.
My husband suggested that we watch "the Dog Whisperer" from the "National Geographic" website.
You gotta love that Cesar.
Here is a guy who really earns his money.
It always amazes me how he keeps his cool dealing with some of these people.
As I always stated it is an art to be able to deal with the public.
Not only do I like to watch the show for it's entertainment value but I try to pick up tips and insight on dealing with problem dogs (and understanding their owner's mindset)
One episode that drew in me was about a woman who had three parrots as well as her unruly dogs.
Her sulfur crested cockatoo's name was "Ca Ca".
One of her dog's name was "Dirty Bottom".
How in God's name did Cesar keep a straight face.(!)
This lady was all mush mush kissy face with a dog that growled and snapped at her whenever she tried to get this dog off of her lap.
"It's my baaaaby! I loooove him! Oooh kiss kiss kiss why are you biting me!?!? I loooove you!""
I'm sure Cesar must bang his head against the wall having to deal with these emotionally needy types who let their dogs run the household.

Somehow these people think their dog is going to fill some emotional void by spoiling them but instead they themselves create a monster. (Just think of spoiled rotten bratty kids who get everything everytime and yet, they are never happy. The parents are clueless. They spoil the kids rotten to fill some emotional void or guilt within themselves.)

It's ridiculous.
I deal with dogs that have behavior issues as well.
Most of the time the owners do not feel the behavior problem is really a problem.

*(I for one, would not put up with (daily)pooping/peeing on the floor, territory aggression issues, getting on counters, jumping on people or constant barking.)
"The Dog Whisperer" is of course focuses on issues with the dog(s) and their owners.
My husband and I were both turned in (with this particular episode) on what the parrots were doing. Both my husband and I looked at each other as we watched how the cockatoo perched himself on the woman's head and on Cesar's shoulder as well.
This bird was claiming dominance and at any time she could strike out at a very close range. A large bird like that should not be positioned close to one's face. This bird also claimed dominance by being allowed to walk on the floor. The dogs knew it and cleared a path for the bird. When a large bird claims the floor they can and will attack feet with their strong four prong beak.
I could sense that Cesar was a little uncomfortable with the cockatoo. Birds are different in so many ways than dogs as far as body language. Some birds do not like strangers or have a preference for say, females only or perhaps brunettes only.
I know my birds do.
Cesar had good reason to be a bit cautious.
This woman had her hands full with all these different animals.

I wouldn't be surprised that she would eventually need the help from a "Bird Whisperer" next!

Moral compass

I just finished the book "All Pets go to heaven' by (pyschic) Sylvia Browne. The book pretty much re-affirmed things I knew or have read about animals and their relationship with their owners. I pretty much agree with her about departed pets having a 'spiritual presense", animal spirit guides and animal totems. You don't have to agree with me but it is something I truly believe in.
There is a new book book that just came out called the"Moral Lives of Animals" by Dale Peterson.From the excepts I've read about this book it talks about how some animals have risked their lives for fellow companions and about how animals share food and comfort with each other.
We tend to have this egocentric attitude that humans are the only ones with morals.

Yeah, right.

I think, like certain animals, some (definitely not all) humans have moral compasses, and some do not.
*(All you have to do is watch the news and see how many evil sick assholes there are in the world that do not have a conscience that randomly kill, steal and rape just for the two second thrill they get out of it.)
I recently saw a movie called "Hachi". It was about a dog who continued to wait for his owner coming home from work on the daily commuter (train) even years after the owner passed away. It was quite emotional.
I just recieved a youtube clip taken after the Japanese disaster . A fellow Massachusetts pet sitter sent it to me.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J3TM9GL2iLI
It shows this loyal dog refusing to leave his injured dog partner.
Loyalty, I believe, is one of God's most important virtues.

Forget about this vague expression :"unconditional love". (I really don't know what that means). Loyalty is true, concrete and strong.

Are you kidding me?!?!

Without a doubt the top news story is the horrifying earthquake/tsunami disaster in Japan plus the ominous situation regarding their nuclear power plants. Hopefully, the world will unite together to provide aid for these unfortunate people.

What I find absolutely appalling and downright puzzling is the so called news that follows the Japan disaster.

Charlie Sheen and his ridiculous antics.....

Are you kidding me?!?!!?

Next is a silly segment of mini-skirted Lindsey Lohan going to court.

She is the poster girl for "I'd-kill-myself-if-I-had-a -daughter-like-her".

This is considered news?

Nonsense about two stupid douche bags?

GAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGG!

The next BIG NEWS on preteen idol Justin Beiber's new haircut.

My brain cells are dying.

Now where did I hide those donuts ?

the wild pigeons of Salisbury beach part 20

Could spring be not far away?

I go to the beach just about everyday for my morning jog. I haven't seen the pigeons on a regular basis since Thanksgiving.

I do see "Craow Dum" huddled under his protective cove peering out at me. I'll put food down but he doesn't come down. The pigeons generally have a'point man' out to let the other pigeons know it is safe to come down and eat. A flock of little sparrows wait in the beach plum bushes for the free food. This weekend I finally saw a small flock of pigeons fluttering around in anticipation of their morning seed feed.

The "scout' was there signaling that it was OK to fly down from the telephone lines. "Craow Dum" , "Galok", "Blum Craow Dum" , "Bust-a-move" and a new one, "Hung Cow" came down to eat. "Hung Cow means" "white tail" in Thai. This pigeon is all black except for a white V shaped tail.

I do not know where they go when the weather is bad. I am guessing there are good safe spots closer to Seabrook possibly near restaurant dumpsters.

It will be interesting to see if "Snowflake" and "Brownie" show up sometime this year.

Meanwhile, I will continue to feed who ever shows up in the morning.

Say your prayers

This morning, I was starting my workout down in cell block #9.

I was grumbling about the crappy weather since I knew I had to go out and walk dogs in the cold rain today.

I flipped on Fox 25 news and to my shock, Japan had suffered a major 8.9 earthquake and a 30 foot (holy shit) tsunami.

It was horrifying.

Apparently one town on the Japanese coastline is completely submerged underwater.

The quake has affected their (five) nuclear power plants releasing some radiation.

I know this sounds awful but for some reason I found watching massive surges of water rushing over their major highways and industrialized city blocks more horrifying than other tsunami and earthquake photos I've seen in the past.

I think it is because what I saw of Japan it looked like New York, or Boston.

I live close by to a nuclear power plant. The Siren alert alarms for the power plant is only a few feet from my house. Local town residents were given iodine tablets from the town hall 'just in case" of a fallout.

You wonder what you would do in a situation like what happened in Japan.

Did the people have any kind of a warning what so ever? Or if they did, did they have the "deer in the headlights" reaction or were they in such disbelief and did nothing? Or was is it just too late to do anything at all?

Tornados have been causing serious devastation all over the southern United States.

Do those people get sufficient warning? or was it just unpredictable?

I saw a video of these two store clerks working in what looked liked a computer store. They had a security camera recording day to day activity. You could see these two workers stopping and pointing at something, and then running like their fannies were on fire. The entire store front collapsed. A tornado ripped through the building.

Holy shit.

What would you do if you had a few minutes (or seconds) to save yourself?

I would grab ALL OF my zomig, purse and ALL of my birds and run to the basement.

Would I be safe?

What about a blackout and looters?

As much as I have been bitching about the crappy weather we have had all winter it kind of put things in perspective.

At least after a shit day I come home to warm house.

I thank God for the "little things" which for people who have had serious disasters become 'big things' to be grateful for.

A warm house, clean running water, food in the refrig, a cup of tea, a hot bath, electricity, my birds, and my husband.

Shit...

Say your prayers and be thankful for what you have.

Say your prayers for the ones who were not so fortunate.

Oh my God...

ash wednesday

Today is Ash Wednesday.

It is the beginning of Lent.

Thank God it is not snowy or dark today so I have a better perspective (and mood).

After reading my most recent posts I am starting to feel that one foot is hanging "off the wagon". I've worked so hard and yet, the winter has been so harsh. I think all in all despite of everything I've stuck to my running routine, my daily cell block #9 workouts, yoga stretches and staying away from my beloved donuts.

I think, however, after being totally honest with myself, I've eaten way more than the allowable weigh watchers guidelines.

Yes, I've been hungry.

It's been cold.

I've been depressed (migraine cloud).

And some days I could barely function.

I'm catching myself now before I fall completely off the weigh watchers wagon.

I've had all these plans and projects for the winter but I've done none of them.

Zero.

I've been lucky enough to make sure dinner was on the table and the bird cages cleaned and maintained. After trudging in the snow, cold and f*&^ing freezing wind and rain all day I launch myself on the couch with a hot cup of tea and four cockatiels to cuddle with.

It's Lent now which means spring, and a rebirth of attitude.

Today, I pulled out my food diary to make myself conscience of my daily intake.

I went through my scuba log book to check when the last time my regulators have been overhauled.

I am starting to think about a new art project. I started sketching ideas.

I made myself an appointment for a facial treatment.

I finally wrote letters to my state congressmen about laws that I find unfair to the elderly and disabled.

Today, for the first time in a long time, I saw some of my pigeon friends on the beach. They are slowly coming out of hiding.

I'll still have those dark days but hopefully, they will be less frequent once the sun comes out.

Happy Lent! :-)

Chocolate & Vicodan

It took me only three days to finish reading the book "Chocolate and Vicodan". I was hoping at the end of the book it would be a fairy tale ending on how one particular drug cured her headaches. But alas, like myself, certain 'drugs" only temporarily take the edge off. Everyday, as Jeannette the author of "Chocolate & Vicodan"describes, the headache waits around the corner to "come out to play".

As I mentioned in the last post, the author tried just about every "headache" drug out there (and then some) hoping it would cure her. The headache, eventually, slowed down.

The drugs that helped her were Celexa (antidepressant-which side effects include headache relief) and indomethacine (anti-inflamatory)

I was prescribed indomethacine at one time. But to my horror and embarrassment it was dispensed as a rectal suppository. There was a little sticker on the bottle of a drawing of a bum with the note "for the rectum". I took that little sticker and stuck it to the bathroom mirror of one of my friends as a prank. I asked the doctor if I could have the "oral" medicine instead. He said that this med was so strong it tended to cause severe gastric ulcers. At that point I wasn't going to stick something up my bum if it acted like battery acid on soft tissue.

I take naproxin instead. Naproxin also calms females "inflamatory' hormones too. It's a better choice.

Imetrix, midrin or other triptans (like zomig) did not work for her.

Zomig is the only thing that works for me.

She also struggled with fighting off the intense urge for sweets.

I had thought it was just me.

Here is a quote from her book, and I swear it is something I would've written:

"Then I'd gone to bed and woken up the next day, which would either be a good day or a bad day. Who knew which? There was only so much I could do to control the headache. I took my pills (except when I forgot). I drove past the donut shop (except when I didn't). I still fought it (except when I quit)"

I was hoping at the end of the book she was cured and had a solution. I guess pain is pain but everyone is still chemically and biologically different. She talked about "auras' and "zig zag flashes".

I don't get those.

I get teary eyed, super sensitive to smells and sound. A burning crushing feeling throughout my body.The pain crawls up my legs and grabs me by the neck crushing my head.

Matter of fact, I need a pill right now (and a donut)

book report

Every once in a while I get an email from both Barnes & Noble and amazon.com on book recommendations, I assume, based on books I had bought in the past from them.
They will recommend new publications not on the bookshelves yet offering "deals" (usually half price) if you pre-order by a certain date.
I'm a avid book reader.
Non-fictions I will usually borrow from the library but reference books or books I know I will want to keep, I will order online (or buy at a local bookstore).
The last books I bought around Christmas time were :"Decision points' by George W Bush, "Love is the best Medicine" by Dr Nick Trout (an Angel Memorial hospital Veterinarian), "Birds of the West Indies" (a field guide) and "of Parrots and People" by Mira Tweti.
I get these emails with book recommendations, such as :"Winging It" (I already have this book. It's a book about a lady and her naughty parrot), the latest book on the life of Ronald Reagan, various field guides and fish identification books, and other books written by noted veterinarians.
I most recently received an email announcement of a new publication available for pre-order : "Chocolate & Vicodin: my quest for relief from the headache that wouldn't go away" by Jennette Fulda.
I thought this was odd that I would get this recommendation on something to do with headaches.(!)
My first reaction was that "oh my God! 'Big Brother' was watching me". Somebody was spying on me noticing that I shut the shades and bury myself under the covers trying to hide from the migraine pain of what seems unrelenting . How would amazon know I would be interested in a book about a girl who suffers from migraines?
And then I remembered.
I bought a cook book from amazon about five years ago called :"the Migraine Diet".
Which, by the way, this book completely sucked because 90% of the recipes either involved eggplant or salmon.

Eggplant and salmon must have some kind of anti-inflamatory properties in them but neither one of them I would eat, ever. (Eggplant taste OK but everytime I had eaten it I would projectile vomit. It acts like a poison in my system for some reason.)
I had wished back then, amazon had the feature that they have now where you can view a few pages of the book first before you decide to buy it. I ended up donating this cookbook to the book drive since it was useless to me.
Regardless, and out of curiosity, I bought that book, "Chocolate & Vicodan".
I am about half way finished with it.

It is an easy entertaining read. It's entertaining because in a cheeky sort of way I feel like I am reading my own life story with this quest to cure a never ending headache problem.

So far, like the author of this book, I am not "cured".

She goes on her "quest" without any tangible results, just a lighter wallet, relentless well meaning advice from friends and "emailers", and mostly, the frustration and depression that goes along with it.
It is comical in a way because you think you are 'the only one" who has this problem and you jump from doctor to doctor thinking and hoping, 'this will be the one". You go to "alternative medicine" not covered by your health insurance out of desperation, such as: chiropractic manipulation to accupuncture to relaxation techniques.

You then realize it is all complete bullshit.
You self medicate yourself through stuffing your face with sugary treats only to feel shitter after the sugar buzz drops.
One particular part of the book I found most amusing was from a "new age' emailer. She went on explaining the significance of halos that you see depicted on saints. She said the halos were actually migraine auras. The paintings you see of saints were all migraine sufferers.
Hmmmm.....maybe that explains everything now...

a dark day

I just started coming out of three week migraine haze.

I went downstairs in cell block #9 to do an easy workout.

I want to start feeling normal again.

I turned on Fox 25 news.

To my horror, the news showed a clip from a Columbian soccer field with a live owl sitting on the field. The owl was deliberately hit with a soccer ball and THEN, kicked in the face by Panamian soccer player Luis Morena.

Why?

I was in shock and burst out crying.

I am shaking just writing this.

Last monday, I watched the TV program "House". In one scene it showed this couple in this la de da Japanese restaurant. They were presented with a delicacy of wiggling octopus tentacles that must have been just severed from a live octopus.

The couple giggled over this and popped the bits into their mouths.

Sick.

It is horrifying to know that there are restaurants like this.

I just viewed a commercial of a new animated kid's movie called, "Alien".

It showed this martian with a little bird in his hands . He popped it in his mouth and ate it.

I was horrified that this is the lead trailer promoting this children's movie by showing an large headed alien eating a bird live as if this is something funny to watch.

And this is a kid's movie.

What the fuck is wrong with the world???????

I feel sick to my stomach.

I really really feel sick and shaky.

We all know about that digusting football player Michael Vick and his dog fighting saga.

He got a slap on the wrist jail sentence, a scolding AND a nice big zillion dollar football contract as punishment for dog cruelty.

There is a book out by amazon called "Micheal Vick's dogs".

It talks about the rescue and rehab of the surviving dog fight dogs. It is not unlike the book on the ASCPA's hurricane Katrina animal rescue survivors-except for hurricane Katrina was a natural disaster not a one man caused disaster.

That goes to show you how many dogs were victims of Micheal Vick's cruelty that a book could be made.

I still am traumatized by that owl incident.

I just want to crawl under my bed covers and just stay there.

And cry.