Saturday, May 03, 2014

Good Morning Good News !!!! May 3, 2014




Thank you Dennis Bane and Spotsylvania County REACH kids for picking up Vincent’s Birthday Present yesterday ---  a WHOLE pallet of canned cat food .... and for delivering it to Rikki’s .... and for stacking it in the pantry.  I might not be around much for the next few days ....   lots to eat ....NUMS !!!!

And thank you to the two folks, serving 50 hours of community service, who picked Rikki’s Refuge to do their time at and who came out yesterday to help us with the chores.  They washed litter boxes and food totes.  And that’s not a small job.  It didn’t take 50 hours.  But they’ll be back !!

Thank you to Orange County’s elementary differently abled class who came out to volunteer.  They worked on organizing and cleaning up the cat food storage pantry and they got some produce ready and fed it to the animals.

Ohhhh and the ickiest chore of all was mucking out the layers and layers of straw that had been winter bedding.  Oh ick ...  the total down pouring of rain washed it into huge piles.  And oh my, does it stink !!!!   It’s got to be pitched forked up, loaded in the truck and hauled to the compost pile.   They made a big dent in the work .... but there is so much more to do !!!!   The heavy rains really added a lot more work for the hoomans.   Anybody want to seriously muck some stinking stuff ... just let me know  Mail@RikkisRefuge.org

Spring is here now
And with spring we should expect rain .... but oh my gosh ... did we get rain the other day.  Everything ... absolutely EVERYTHING flooded.  We were just getting ready to open for tours and events since all the mud had dried up from all the winter rain and snow ....   And now the spring has us under water, washed away and under mud.

All the cat house yard furniture was washed down to the lowest corners, all dirty and muddy now.  Straw was washed from barns, clogged up fences and made huge pools.  I think half the driveway washed away.

So much clean up and fix up now .....   We’re hoping to open by mid May but it will depend on how fast them hoomans can clean up.  This is hard, heavy, dirty clean up work.  You want to help us out?  Just let me know mail@RikkisRefuge.org

Today’s Happenings

We ran out of paper towels yesterday and mom had to go buy 36 rolls.  That’ll last a couple days.  Please bring paper towels to Donation Drop off - noon - 2 at the Education Center.  People say why not use rags?  Cuz we’re cleaning up vile and nasty stuff and trying to disinfect all the rags would be quite a chores .... and lots and lots more loads of laundry and we already can hardly keep up with washing the beds and linens. 

Speaking of laundry ...  Dollar General has a great deal this weekend only.  The laundry detergent that is the best deal of all at only $5 for a big jug is on sale for ONLY $3.50 ....  AND I’ve got two coupons to buy $25 and get $5 off .... so that makes it a REAL bargain.  I just need to get $40 together so I can buy it this weekend !!!!   www.RikkisRefuge.org/Donate

I need volunteers to be at the Education Center from noon - 2 on Saturdays to be Donation Drop off Docents.  It’s easy.  You can play with cats while waiting for folks to show up, and then just show them where to put their donations.   mail@RikkisRefuge.org




It’s festival and event season.  If you’d like to volunteer to hooman our booth or table at wine festivals, craft fairs, animals events, vegetarian festivals, adoption events, and so on ....  please let us know.  mail@RikkisRefuge.org

Looking for a job serving animals?
Today, Saturday, at the Education Center at noon, we’ll be interviewing for full time employment at Rikki’s.  You need to be able to life 40-50 pounds, run fast to catch goats and sheep and feral cats, be willing to learn to medicate all the animals, large and small, to do general maintenance and to do construction.  Since so many people give up after a few days or weeks cuz of the hard core physical work, we’ll be running tests so you can see what it’s really like.  We’ll have sacks of grain, salt blocks, boxes of cat litter, on hand for every one to pick up and walk around with.  Then you’ll get to run across a field and back.  It’s not a speed contest, but more endurance.  It can take 3-4 hours of running back and forth to catch every body .... of one species ... or in one area .... each month for wormings and de-fleaing.  Then we’ll do the written application and talk about how your skills match up to what we’re doing.  If it sounds like a win win for you and Rikki’s, you’ll volunteer a full day so you can see what it’s really like.  If we’re both still happy at the end of the day ....  Doug, our staff manager, will most likely make you a job offer.  And then you can clean my litter box every day !!!!!

In Illinois


Volunteers ... we NEED you !!!

Blue Dog came home yesterday !!!  That’s our nice blue pick up truck .... it’d gone in for state inspection and fix up time.  The door handle on the driver’s side was busted and the handle for the little triangle vet window had rusted off ----  fixing that stuff was really expensive !!  YIKES .....     I need volunteer mechanics.  Both hard core who can do serious stuff like brakes, and fix doors like this and replace fuel pumps and such --- I’ve got several vehicles we could use on the farm if we could get somebody to fix them.

And I need light duty handy hooman type vehicle folks ---  who can check out vehicles before inspection and replace bulbs ... who’ll keep fluids topped off .... do oil changes ...  detail vehicles that get so muddy and dusty.

I need a volunteer to tow a couple vehicles to Rikki’s.  Pick up trucks that don’t need that much work and then we’ll be able to use them on the farm.  One is in Orange, the other in Culpeper.  Do you have a tow truck or a tow dolly?

I need a volunteer who’ll finish getting the wallpaper off in the half bath at the Education Center ....  and then paint it nice and pretty.  It’s really ugly and a mess with the wallpaper mostly stripped off, but never finished. 

Also volunteers who can do fence repair at the Education Center so we can get ready to have animals there.  Replace rotten boards, paint and so on.

I need a volunteer who’s into drugs ......  nooooo   not THAT kind ....  somebody who wants to help and measure out individual doses of worming meds, supplements and things like that.  It all comes in bulk and needs to be very carefully measured and put in oral syringes or capsules. 

We still have most of the 3,000 feet of fencing that’s 15 miles west of Rikki’s and that was donated for the sheep and still needs to be taken down and brought to Rikki’s.  I really need volunteers NOW to pull out the staples and roll up the fencing and bring it to Rikki’s.  If you don’t have a vehicle you can transport it in ....  please pull the staples and get it ready and someone else will pick up.   HELP ...  this is a critical project.

Volunteer produce haulers are needed to pick up nums at stores in Fredericksburg and bring it out to Rikki’s.  This is done in the morning.  You’ll need a truck or van or big suv to do this .. or trailer.

Mooooove over Hay -- we’ve got grass growing now !!!!

I bet you do have a lawn mower or weed whacker (gas powered, electric ones don’t work out here, too far from sources of electricity) !  Would you bring them out and help mow and trim things up?  We need hoomans doing it in places the cows and sheep aren’t allowed to go !!

We need volunteers to help at Re-Tail, our shop in Fredericksburg.  Take donations, sort things out, price, put on the display floor.

Who wants to build a new cow / goat / sheep barn?  We also need some run-ins built.

Oh I know what else we need ... really bad .... a volunteer to build an area that Timmy and I can go out to play in ....  right next to the office, so we can go and come as we please thru a kitty door !!!

Contact me ASAP if you can help with any of these chores: mail@RikkisRefuge.org


Look who got adopted !


Are you good at teaching?
We want to get some new programs going at the Education Center.  Anything that teaches kindness, tolerance, and/or helps animals or kids.  Vegan cooking.  Animal care.  Spirituality.  Book groups.  Reiki.  Meditation.  Yoga.  Build a dog house or bird feeder.   I need volunteer teachers now !

Interested in running or helping with a kids reading program?  Read with the animals.  We need 5-6 books for different age ranges as a summer reading list.  Then have special times for reading or reporting on your reading at the Education Center and at Re-Tail, our shop in Fredericksburg.

Email me if you’d like to help out: mail@RikkisRefuge.org



It was a beautiful warm sunny day yesterday  .....  so nice ....

Everybody was out and enjoying the lovely weather.

Meeka peeks out early in the morning

Spring has those birds up to crazy antics !!!!    Smoochie smoochie ...  they just won’t stop ....  peacocks, ducks, geese, chickens .....   Geezzzz guys ... let up, will ya?   Thank goodness, everybody else has been to the speuter clinic!!



Please VOTE today and EVERYDAY!! 
The Shelter Challenge is a wonderful opportunity to help the animals with only a few clicks !!!!  Totally FREE and EASY and QUICK ....  turn your clicks into meds to prevent ticks !!!!

Please vote today and every day thru June 29 !!!   Just go to this link http://www.shelterchallenge.com/web/charityusa/nomineehome?userId=53331&nomineeId=17448
and enter Rikkis Refuge (no ‘ ... see ??)  in VA in the USA and that’s it !! Thank you


NUMS for YOU
you share with me, and I’ll share with you
try this wonderful vegan recipe today



WOW Check out what’s coming Tuesday !!!
If you can, please tune in Tuesday and donate $25 or more thru this program to help us win some of the prizes !!!!



THANK YOU FOR HELPING ME TO
SAVE SO MANY LIVES
... with your support we’re able to help so many into their new furrever happy homes ....  and to give that life long home to those not quite so fortunate ...  Thank you for your support
Without YOU none of us would be looking forward to Spring!!

Love,
    Opie

Rikki’s Web Site:         www.rikkisrefuge.org
Help the Animals:        http://rikkisrefuge.org/donate.php

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Good Morning Good News !!!! April 30, 2014



Happy Birthday Vincent .....
              a cat who walked his talk ......

Morning!  I’m letting Opie sleep in a bit this morning.  Wanted to stop in and say THANK YOU to all of you helping Opie fulfill his dream of being a responsible man cat, of leading with kindness and caring  and being a wonderful provider to all his charges, large and small.  It’s no small feat to take on the responsibility of caring for 1300 animals of 22 species.  I know, I watch him work.  In a way, I’m embarrassed to say as I do more cat things all day long.  Chase thru the grass, snooze in the sun, climb trees, and hide here in the office on rainy mornings.

But alas ... my poor boy can’t climb trees.  He was born differently abled.  Yet that tough start in life hasn’t stopped him from anything but climbing.  Hasn’t stopped him at all.  He’s really come a long way from the poor little helpless little guy I gave birth to on August 4, 2011.  

Opie

Seems so long ago .... such a different world .... a scarier time ... a time when I didn’t know if I could possibly keep it together to raise my family. 

Let me tell you about Opie’s beginnings. 

Guess it needs to start with mine. 

My first memories are living with a parcel of hoomans.  There were big ones, little ones.  The door was open all the time.  I went in and out as I pleased.  They’d snuggle me, they’d feed me .... and sometimes they’d forget to let me back in a night.  They forgot to take me to the speuter clinic. 

Vincent and Duke

So many of my kind that I’ve met who have tough stories to tell ....  well, it’s all cus of that missed trip to the speuter clinic.  If only all hoomans knew about that.  Knew how much better our lives would be.  How much safer.  How much longer.  I do hope hoomans get smarter.  We need their help to get to the speuter clinics.

Anyway ... my story  ...  Opie’s story.  I wasn’t much more than a baby myself when this traveling Tom came along .... and ohhhh weeeee was he a cutie ... and he started paying attention to me!!!!  Little ME !!!   He was an older guy, experienced, and he liked me !!!  He made me all kinds of promises, nose kissed me, head butted me every time he’d see me.  Than one day something felt funny, I was howling for no reason, rubbing my belly on the ground .....  really feeling strange ... something had gotten into me that had never been there before. 

Nelly

Tom told me it’s called nature ... the birds and the bees .... and he got really rough and did some scary things.  But I trusted him ... he’d been my best friend.   So I couldn’t figure out why he vanished shortly after that.  It wasn’t long before I saw him courting the kitty that lived two houses down. 

Soon I started to get fat, my insides feeling bumpy and jumping around.  That’s when the older mama cat next door had a talk to me and told me I was gonna have kittens.  KITTENS?  I was barely a kitten myself. 

The cycle of being pregnant, giving birth, raising kittens, having the hoomans take them away, getting pregnant again ......  went on and one ....  one litter after another .... and the litters got bigger.  The first time it was only 3 ... then 4 ... then 6 .... 

My family packed up one day and left.  Didn’t even take the furniture or nothin.  Loaded up some boxes and their parcel of kids in the van, and took off.  And never came back. 

Vincent

I’d scratch at the door, howl even.  Nobody there to open up.  Soon a hooman came along and tossed all their stuff on the street, and a truck came and took it away.  The carpet, everything.  The hoomans in the house painting chased me out when I went in looking for nums.  They yelled at me .... Get out of here you stink rotten cat, you’re probably the one who peed all over the carpet. 

Well I had a time or two.  But what was I supposed to do?  If I was inside when the hoomans went out, I got left in.  If they were gone a long time where should I go?  I couldn’t get out.  Here at Rikki’s we have indoor facilities they call litterboxes, nobody had that in my old neighborhood. 

I’d knew other cats who never went in a house.  Lots of ‘em.  Some of them my kids and grandkids and greatgrandkids .....   They found food on a nice ladies porch and slept in any warm cubby hole they could find.  So I joined them. 

And once again I was pregnant.  I took up under a porch near where my home had been and made a nest for my new batch of babies.  This was getting old, real old, it was eat, sleep, have babies.  There had to be a better way to live, just had to be. 

Opie

This time I was enormously fat.  Old Tom and I had ended up with several litters of kittens together.  These weren’t his.  In all honesty I don’t know who’s they were.  I’d taken to street life and when I got into the merowry howling rubbing belly on the ground mode, I just didn’t care anymore ... there was no romance anymore, not like with Old Tom, no nose kissing, no head butting .....  just one guy answering nature after another ...  just like what I’d become.   We didn’t know any other way of life.

Please be sure everybody you know goes to the speuter clinic.  Please ....  we don’t keep having litter after litter cuz we want to ....  it’s cuz we don’t know how not to.  Please help us and take us to the speuter clinic.

Anyway, this time I had nine babies ... yeah, can you imagine ...  NINE !!!!   I remember thinking, as I lay there, giving birth to one ... two ... three .... four ... five ... six .... seven ... eight ... nine ....  will this ever stop?  How long before I have elebenty seven?  How long before I simply pop before they’re born?

While I was cleaning them up, exhausted, hungry, sick and tired of the thought of one more batch of kids .... please don’t get me wrong ... I loved and cared for every one of my kids ....  but it was getting tiring.  I was thin, I was hungry, I was tired.  But I loved my kids and took the best care of them I could.  It was just getting so hard .... and I was only three years old.  Actually getting old for street cat life. 

Vincent

As I was cleaning up my new batch of kids, I saw that two of them were so tiny.  Less than half the size of the others.  I wondered if they’d survive.  Some older moms had talked about inbreeding and how eventually it seemed everybody ended up with sick and undersized babies, babies who died.  Oh no, was I headed for this?  So far all my kids had been healthy.  And as much as I didn’t want more, didn’t want to have to eat for 5 or 7 or 9 or now TEN .....  didn’t want to be suckled ... didn’t want to raise up another litter .....  I loved them.  Can you understand that?  They were MY babies, I loved them ... even though I wish I’d gotten into the speuter clinic ...

Were my two little ones gonna die?  They were weak.  I tired to snuggle them even tighter and get them nursing.  Then I noticed a kitten with no feet.  Another missing an arm.  Oh my gosh, every one of the nine had problems.  Not a single one was “normal”.  All my babies were, what Opie would later teach me, is called differently-abled.  How was now going to try to struggle to find food and shelter for me and nine handicapped babies?

Opie

I started begging the lady who’s porch I was under to give me food.  She wasn’t a cat lady.  Not by a long shot.  But she wasn’t cruel either.  She yelled at the lady next door who liked cats and who’d sometimes put food out for us.  She gave the porch lady a bag of food and told her to dump some out for me every day. 

The porch lady crawled half way under the porch to put food there so it wouldn’t get rained on.  She took one look at my new family and started screaming.  “Oh my gosh!!  You HORRIBLE mother!!  Help!!  She’s eating her babies!!”  

What?  I was licking them like a good mother does, nursing them .... no way was I eating my own babies.  And she kept screaming .... “She’s eaten their legs off!  Somebody needs to take these babies away from her.”   

Well I later learned this part of the story. 

The porch lady called animal control and reported a “horrible mother with a dozen kittens that were all half eaten” and asked that someone come and take me away.  We were living out near Waynesboro and animal control called a nice lady they knew who rescued kittens, Barbara White. 

Barbara and Opie

Barbara was horrified.  “Eating her own kittens?”  Could that poor mother be so hungry she has nothing else?  What should I do?  How do I deal with this?  Barbara called Kerry here at Rikki’s.  Barbara had been rescuing kitties for a few years, Kerry had been doing it for 30 something and had lots of experience, so Barbara would ask her the tough questions. 

Kerry said, “I don’t think so.  Mothers don’t do that.  Go get the mom and kittens and call me back after you see what’s going on.  I’d think it’s more like a predator or something that hurt a kitten.  I don’t think the mom would do that.  Don’t worry about plans right now.  Just go get them and call me back.”

Next thing I knew, this nice lady is crawling under the porch and picking me and all my kids up and putting us in a cage.  I got scared .... was she taking us off to kill us .... I’d heard of the killing place ....  would this be our end?   She seemed so nice.  She talked to me.  When we got in her car, she looked over my babies. 

I could hear what she said when she called Kerry back.  “All of them, all nine of them, are missing feet, legs.  It’s awful.  Do you think the mother did this?  She seems so nice.”  And Kerry said, is there blood?  Does it look fresh?  It sounds like they can’t be more than a day or two old, if it was injuries you’d see that.” 

“No,” said Barbara, “no blood.  Just clean stumps.  All of them.  Every single kitten is damaged.  The mom’s so nice, she’s just purring.  She wants to be with her kittens.  Do you think I need to separate them?”

“No,” said Kerry, “no.  I think you have birth defects on your hands.  It doesn’t sound like injuries and I’ve never never heard of a mother cat who’d chew limbs off each of her kittens.  Get ‘em checked out, I bet it’s birth defects.”

Opie and Timmy

And so that’s when I met the first doctor I ever saw.  She confirmed that it was birth defects and said probably from inbreeding.  She offered to kill all my babies for Barbara.  I stood up and screamed and Barbara started to cry.  She didn’t want to kill my family but the doctor was telling her it’d be best for all of us ... poor handicapped babies .....  My gosh ... so it’s BEST for MY kids to be KILLED?  This nice lady had taken us to the killing place after all ....  couldn’t leave well enough alone and let me cope with raising my nine differently-abled babies on my own ....  now gonna kill us all ?  What kind of hell had I just entered into?

Barbara told the doc lady, that she wasn’t going to kill us.  I breathed a sigh of relief.  Barbara told the doc she knew lots of differently abled animals who had good lives.  The doc said my kids might die anyway.  Barbara said that if they did, well so be it, but she wouldn’t be the cause of it, she’d do her best to give us all good homes.

Vincent

When Barbara got back in the car with all of us .... thank you god, ALL of us .... she burst into tears.  That’s when I first heard about Vincent.  He was differently abled, Barbara said.  He was missing a leg and had other problems and he’d taught her and almost everybody in the whole world that being differently abled was ok and nobody should die cuz of it.

And then she called Kerry and told her it was birth defects.  She asked if any of the kittens grew up too differently abled to get homes, could they come live with Vincent and he train them to be Spokes Kitties.  Hmmmm that sounded important !!!!   And so that was the plan as Barbara took us home.

She set up a nice place for us to live in her bedroom.  She helped me out cuz it’s hard to nurse nine babies, she nursed some.  WOW I didn’t know hoomans could do that !!!  

Nelly

The next day was very sad.  Barbara and I tried and tried to make my two littlest ones get stronger ... but they got weaker .... and they crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.  We both cried.

Now I had seven babies.  And with Barbara’s help, they thrived.  She fed me all I could eat.  Good nums too.  Soon you couldn’t even see my bones thru my fur.  You had to pat me to tell I had any!!! 

And my babies grew.  When my family was about three weeks old, I got sick.  I had a high fever, I felt awful, I couldn’t eat.  Barbara took me back to the doc.  I got stuck with needles, they took blood, they gave me medicine, but they didn’t know what was wrong, but said I’d probably die ....  probably from not having gotten any shots ever before ....  and they told Barbara it’d be best to just kill me.  Here we were again ....  JUST kill me?   JUST .....  like it’s no big deal? 

Barbara said no, give me meds, tell me what to do, I’ll do everything I possibly can to help her get well and I’ll take care of her babies until she does.  And home we went.  Barbara held me and made me eat and gave me medicine.  She nursed my babies for me. 

Vincent

In a few days I was feeling better and able to help take care of the kids again.  Barbara had done good ....  but she wasn’t licking them like a real mom should and they’d missed that.  I was glad to be back on the job. 

Then one of the babies got sick.  Lethargic, wouldn’t eat, hardly moved.  I was so scared when Barbara took my baby to that doc.  But she brought him home with medicine.  We tried and tried, we made the baby eat, gave him meds, but he crossed the Rainbow Bridge.  Barbara and I hugged the rest of my family and cried. 

In the morning another baby was sick.  We tried and tried and she crossed the Rainbow Bridge.  And then two were sick.  One by one, as Barbara and I worked round the clock, Barbara canceling everything else in her life to help me save my family, one by one my babies died.  Opie was the last, and he was so terribly sick.  We just knew he was going to follow the others. 

Barbara was talking to Kerry and said, if I can save this last one, can he come and work with Vincent?  And Kerry said sure.  For days, Barbara and I took turns taking care of Opie.  Many times sure he was gone ... and then he’d mew and move just a little and Barbara would get a little fluids in and a few drops of milk. 

After days and days, Opie started to crawl again, was able to suckle, and started to get better.  Thank you God, at least one of my babies might live.  And he did. 

As they say, the rest is history. 

Though you might wonder why I live at Rikki’s too.  I’m perfectly healthy.  I’m very friendly.  I could have been adopted out.  So I’ll tell you why they let me live with Opie.

Barbara introduces Opie to Vincent

Barbara had taken Opie out to visit Vincent a couple times while he was growing.  I was always very distressed when Opie was out of my sight.  It’s rough, having kids, having them taken away from you, always hoping they are in a good home, being treated right, not taken to that killing place .... but you always wonder ....  where is each and every one of my babies ....  any mother out there knows exactly what I’m talking about.  Each baby taken, if a part of your heart ripped away.  And every time Opie would come back with Barbara I’d rush to him and lick his face, so glad he, my surviving baby, my only family left on this planet .....  was alive and well.

Then a day came when Opie and I went for a trip.  Barbara told me we were going to Rikki’s.  I’d get to meet Vincent who was going to adopt Opie and then I’d be going on to my new home with a nice lady she’d found.  Oh no ... the time had come .... they were going to separate us ... I’d never see my baby Opie again.  I was so sad.  Why couldn’t Opie and I stay with this nice Barbara lady forever?

Timmy, Vincent and Opie

At Rikki’s we met Kerry and Vincent and a little guy named Timmy who was about Opie’s age and had hind legs he couldn’t use well.  Vincent nose kissed Opie and me and welcomed us.  Timmy was a bit shy, but soon he and Opie where playing.  I kept checking up on him and licking him. 

Then Barbara said, “Nelly, come here ... here’s the lady who’s going to take you home, come meet her!”  No, no, no ....  she looked like a nice lady .... but don’t take me away from Opie, why can’t she take us both?  I struggled out her arms and ran to Opie.  Everybody talked about how sad this was but how it was for the best.

The best for who, is what I wanted to know.  Barbara, the new lady, Rikki’s ....  would nobody let Opie and me stay together?  After all this, my last family .... I’d been to the speuter clinic by now ... my last baby .... the one we’d worked so hard to save ... my special baby .... I’ll never see him again after today.  I screamed and cried and tried to scratch and bite as they put me in the carrier .... Opie came running, trying to climb in with me.  Kerry started to cry.  Barbara started to cry. 

Kerry said, can’t she stay here with Opie too?  Barbara’s face lit up.  The new lady looked a bit mad.  Barbara told her she had other kitties for adoption she’d just love.  And they let me out of the carrier.  Opie and I hid in the furthest back corner under the desk we could squeeze ourselves into.  Vincent came over and told me it’d be ok.  Kerry, who he called mom, hated to see families broken up.  She’d do all possible to keep us together .....    forever and ever.  


And so that’s how we came to be at Rikki’s Refuge.  I’m so thankful to have been with my son, Opie, these last couple years, to watch him learn and to take over when Vincent passed over the Rainbow Bridge.  We all wish Opie had had a lot more training from Vincent before Vincent had to leave, he was too young to go ....  but sometimes we just don’t get to make all the decisions.  He’d had a hard start at life ...  his hoomans hadn’t taken him to the speuter clinic either.  His body had been badly injured and though he had the best care in the world, 14 years was as long as he could hold out.

Click Vincent to read his life story


Will you help Opie fulfill his dream of caring for all the animals?
My poor baby really did start at the bottom of the barrel .....  and before he was a year old, he was asked to take on such tremendous responsibilities of caring for so many.  Of spending every day, helping others ....  of thinking of himself last ... of never having a few free minutes to sneak off and catch mice .....  would you .... could you ....  donate ONE DOLLAR to help him today?

Thank you for your kind and generous donations:  www.RikkisRefuge.org/Donate



Please VOTE today and EVERYDAY!! 

The Shelter Challenge is a wonderful opportunity to help the animals with only a few clicks !!!!  Totally FREE and EASY and QUICK ....  turn your clicks into meds to prevent ticks !!!!

Please vote today and every day thru June 29 !!!   Just go to this link http://www.shelterchallenge.com/web/charityusa/nomineehome?userId=53331&nomineeId=17448
and enter Rikkis Refuge (no ‘ ... see ??)  in VA in the USA and that’s it !! Thank you


NUMS for YOU
you share with me, and I’ll share with you
try this wonderful vegan recipe today
Soup sounds good on a cold rainy day ....
Save a bowl for mom !!!


April 30 is

Would you consider ....



THANK YOU FOR HELPING OPIE TO CARY ON
VINCENT’S TRADITION OF SAVING SO MANY LIVES
... with your support we’re able to help so many into their new furrever happy homes ....  and to give that life long home to those not quite so fortunate ...  Thank you for your support
Without YOU none of us would be looking forward to Spring!!

Love,
    Nelly and Vincent


Rikki’s Web Site:         www.rikkisrefuge.org
Help the Animals:        http://rikkisrefuge.org/donate.php



Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Good Morning Good News! Tuesday, April 29, 2014


Hi.  Opie has the day off.  Sometimes I’ve just got to let him get out and be a kid.  The little guy works so hard. 

I’m Nelly, Opie’s biological mom, and I’m taking over for him today. 

This about sums it up for what I think of today’s weather!!



Are you a parent?  Have a kid of your own?  An adopted kid, regardless of species?  Don’t you like to see that smile on their face when they succeed at their dreams? 

Opie is such a precious little kid.  He works so hard to follow in his dad’s footsteps and to be such a good little kitty and to provide for all his friends, and even the dogs, at Rikki’s Refuge.  I know he’s a bit chubby, but he never ever eats a meal without first seeing that the other residents have all got their nums first. 

Mom to mom ... parent to parent ...  can I ask you to please help my kid’s dream for Vincent’s and Kerry’s birthday come true?

Thank you for your kind and generous donations:  www.RikkisRefuge.org/Donate


You can read more about Opie’s hopes and dreams in yesterday’s edition of Good Morning Good news: http://rikkisrefuge.blogspot.com/2014/04/good-morning-good-news-april-28-2014.html


Please VOTE today and EVERYDAY!! 
The Shelter Challenge is a wonderful opportunity to help the animals with only a few clicks !!!!  Totally FREE and EASY and QUICK ....  turn your clicks into meds to prevent ticks !!!!

Please vote today and every day thru June 29 !!!   Just go to this link http://www.shelterchallenge.com/web/charityusa/nomineehome?userId=53331&nomineeId=17448
and enter Rikkis Refuge (no ‘ ... see ??)  in VA in the USA and that’s it !! Thank you


Nums for YOU


Mr. Mister’s Musings


Join Rikki’s Refuge at the Pet Fiesta this Weekend
Are you coming?
Our roaming spokes doggy Walker will be there.
We've found this event too action packed for kitties.
Come to our table for cool Rikki's merchandise and to get a snuggle from Walker !!!!
If you'd like to volunteer to help us at events, here or others, let me know !!!

Rikki’s Refuge: http://www.rikkisrefuge.org/



THANK YOU FOR HELPING OPIE TO SAVE SO MANY LIVES
... with your support we’re able to help so many into their new furrever happy homes ....  and to give that life long home to those not quite so fortunate ...  Thank you for your support
Without YOU none of us would be looking forward to Spring!!

Love,
    Nelly

Rikki’s Web Site:         www.rikkisrefuge.org
Help the Animals:        http://rikkisrefuge.org/donate.php