Kloof

Kloof was rescued from Wal-Mart on 10-16-14. 

He was unable to swim steady, and often floated to the top of the tank or would turn on his back and lay on the bottom. Also his scales where odd looking. 

He was kept in a bowl for several weeks while being treated and slowly get better. 

Later, he was moved to a tank with baby guppies where he lived for the rest of his life. 

Named after a dog from The Brotherband Chronicles by John Flanagan, Kloof never fully recovered and passed away on 12-20-14. 

I look forward to seeing him in Heaven, where he will be swimming in the crystal clear water and be completely healed.

Commando

Wild, bloody and terrified - these were the best words to describe Commando when I first saw him. 

It was 10-23-14 when Karen M. brought him to us. 

He was a young, game-type rooster who's face was badly beaten in a fight by other males. 

His head was covered in dried blood, his eyes stuck shut, the base of his comb tore and his earlobes swollen. He was also missing some feathers from his neck and had small scratches on parts of his body. After cleaning his face, he was put into a small carrier. The first two days he ate little food. After he perked up, he was moved to a outside pen. 

On 10-28-14, I cut open one of his earlobes, which was still several times the normal size. Inside was congealed blood that had been unable to drain. After cleaning it out, it was left open to heal. 

It did not take long before he was well, and was then free to roam the yard where he choose during the day.

Later, his head started smelling like canker but I was unable to find it and the smell eventually disappeared.

A week or so ago, he was introduced to the other chickens. 

Although it will take a while before they accept him into their flock, he is making steady progress.

Named after the Howling Commandos from Captain America: The Winter Solider and the feared mob from Meerkat Manor, Commando is a very independent rooster. 

He was hatched earlier this year and is from the same flock as Little Hawk. 

I have scared him be accident a few times and it takes several days before he will let me get around him again. 

He is talkative, intelligent, and seems to understand most of what I say. 

He is also very handsome, flighty and fast, and does not like other chickens or ducks.

He spends most of his time alone.

Piglet

On the cold evening of 11-14-14, we met Piglet.

My mother brought her inside after rescuing her from Swifty the cat.

The little vole was shivering and not moving much, and was wounded on her side and above her ear. We quickly put her on a heating pad to warm her up. 

Once she started moving around, she was given water to drink and moved from a box to a Kritter Keeper. 

After her wounds were healed, she was moved to a large plastic tub, where she currently lives.

On the night of 12-1-14, she escaped while I was taking pictures of her. 

After searching the room, I found her under a lamp stand beside my bed. 

Thinking that the bottom was completely hollow, I set it back down over her to keep her in one place while I moved the bed. 

Once I could reach everything better, I picked the lamp stand up, but not all of the bottom was hollow. 

Piglet had gotten crushed under it. 

When I picked up her twisted body, she was breathing very rapidly, had peed on herself, and lay in a non-natural position. 

I knew that only Jesus could save her and I begged Him to. 

And He did! 

It was not long before she started moving around, and by the next day, she was as good as new. 

She is called Piglet because she is tiny and makes grunt-like squeaks when she wants to be left alone. If her warning is ignored, she will bite. She eats a lot for her size. 

Food includes: hamster food, vegetarian dog food, lettuce, baby rice cereal and pecans.

She chews any plastic that she can get her paws on, even though she has other things to chew, including sticks. 

She washes her face about a million miles per hour, it seems. 

And everything she does is fast.

We will keep her until she can be released in the upcoming spring. 

Some people kill voles because they sometimes did tunnels through yards, but they are innocent and special like all of God's animals. They should be loved and respected, not hated. 

Cendy

This is Cendy the centipede, who was found on 12-3-14. 

She was on the floor of the bathroom at our local park, and was curling herself upwards. 

It is thought that she had crawled through soap or something toxic. 

After catching her, she was rinsed off and we brought her home with us. 

She lay unmoving that night, but by the next day she was crawling around. 

That night, when she seemed as good as new, I released her outdoors beside a pile of logs and brush.
Cendy , like all wild animals, deserves to live free.