Central Animal Records

In August 2006, i adopted Puss (formerly Pinkus) who i was told was a stray - he adapted to home life extremely well and soon it was as tho I had always had him. He has lived in 4 homes since I have had him and not once has he ever gone missing. At the start of Jan 2009, only 2 weeks after being injured, he didnt come home - I didnt know what to think - injured again, stuck, stolen, DEAD?? Every morning before work and every afternoon after, I would search the neighbourhood with a box of biccy's calling out his name. After 2 weeks I put posters around town. Every day I checked the pound's website, and around town - every fluffy cat was checked. One day I found a cat on the pound website that looked EXACTLY like my kitty - when 9am monday morning came - I was in that pound. Unfortunately it wasn't MY puss - I was devistated - I thought and had convinced myself that I was never going to see my cat again and began the process of mourning and greiving for my loss.

My mum's 14 year old dog Flossie went missing from home in Frankston yesterday. She is deaf and riddled with arthritis in her hips but she still managed to find her way to Cranbourne Road and sit in the middle of oncoming traffic and howl as cars swerved dangerously to miss hitting her.

Luckily, a RSPCA volunteer saved her and kept her at home overnight before delivering her to the RSPCA Animal Shelter in Pearcedale this morning. You see, Flossie was not microchipped, or wearing a collar with any form of ID. Mum had a VERY lucky break this time and Flossie is now safe and sound at home albeit very shaken. She has been microchipped today and is being entered onto the C.A.R as I write this. I can't begin to express my thanks to the lady who saved her and if she ever decides to go walkabout again, at least we will have a much easier time of finding her!

It's true what they say, dog is man's best friend. I got Jess, an English Staffordshire Bull Terrior, in January 2003 as a tiny little puppy. She was so small, cute and beautiful and I loved her from the moment I saw her. I never knew you could love a dog so much until I got Jess. But like a child, you love them a little bit more every day until you feel like you're going to pop!

I spent every waking moment with her. She always came to work with me, came on holidays, shared birthdays and Christmas's and was an important part of the family (as all dogs should be!).

My dog is afraid of thunderstorms, her whole body shakes and her eyes become the size of small plates, she pants until her breath stinks.

One day I was at work and my daughter was home from school, I saw the thunderstorm coming and asked her to watch Sally (my black and white lhasa Apso cross Shitzu). As she has a doggy door and free run of the house when a storm would come and no one was home she would run in and out of the door trying to dig her way out to freedom, you can imagine the mess I would come home to all over the house.