KIPPERS’ EXPRESS FOR ST. LANDRY PARISH (“Tails” of the Flood)

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No sooner had my Kippers’ Express Flood Relief crew arrived home from transporting 9000 plus pounds of supplies to my two and four-legged friends in Denham Springs, than an urgent request for my services came through once again, but this time from St. Landry Parish.
Mom immediately asked Lt Sophie Peach to put out an urgent request for more supplies, which of course she did.

We would be accepting donations for 4 days. While Sophie Peach did her promo , Mom called Mr. Earl at Chinaberry’s to tell him we were going to have another load. Bless him, he had already offered to take as many loads as necessary! He and Mom decided to once again load on Monday and head out Tuesday.

This time donations poured in from people whom we had never met. Many said that they had heard about us on the television the week before and were thrilled to find out, through social media and word-of-mouth, that we were once again gathering supplies. It was truly amazing.

Many of you may remember my friend FEBE (Federal Bomb Expert), the incredible black German shepherd who was the 2016 Barkus & Meoux Grand Marshal. Well, his wonderful handler Tommy Hollis, volunteered to help with the unloading and stacking of donations for three days!  My dad was particularly appreciative!  Unloading all these supplies from people’s cars and trucks into the house was rather tiring!

Then on Sunday, my friend, Joshua Shepard worked all day unloading, stacking and helping mom pack things up into huge tubs to make it easier on Mr. Earl’s crew Monday when donations would be loaded on the big Chinaberry’s truck for our second trip to South Louisiana. Josh is strong and very funny. We needed a bit of levity because we were often overwhelmed by the generosity of people. For example, two lovely ladies who were incredibly generous the week before when we were collecting for Denham Springs, surprised us with such a phenomenal amount of donations this time, that Petco’s manager even delivered them! Wonderful angels those two ladies!! Many of their donated items were much needed shipping crates.  Many dogs who were already up for adoption, before the flooding, were to be shipped to rescues up north inorder to make room for people’s pets who were displaced by the flooding. That way, the displaced pets would have a better chance of being reunited with their owners.  Then, the Tinsley’s from Claiborne Animal Clinic in Homer, LA, went out of their way to drive a pick up truckload of wire crates and other supplies to us. Money poured in and with it we bought dog runs for a new area of the St Landry shelter. We saw delivery after delivery from people whom we have never met, but we also saw so many people who gave for Denham Springs, but returned once again to help those in St. Landry. Serio’s Feed & Seed from where Dad buys horse feed graciously donated 500 plus pounds of dog chow. Thank you Miss Jena!

Unexpectedly, KSLA’s veteran news anchor, Jeff Ferrell showed up with a cameraman to talk with Mom and video all the wonderful donations we had received for the Kippers’ Express St. Landry’s Flood Relief. Mr Jeff seemed to be enamoured with the talking  PR videos that Sophie Peach and I posted. He seemed amazed by our vocal ability. My goodness, after all,  I AM the CEO of Classic Kippers and would be hard-pressed to run a company if I were not totally verbal. I cannot thank him enough for the coverage he gave us and to his fellow anchor, Marie Wexel, who did such a great job airing the piece.

http://www.ksla.com//story/32858696/final-day-of-donations-for-kippers-express-flood-relief-effort#.V-cPfqTwWj0.email

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Monday came and with it Mr.Earl and his crew.  Mom showed him what we collected and told him that she did not think we had as much as the week before. He laughed and said, “You have twice as much as last week !” He said that we had enough for two trucks, so while his Chinaberry’s truck was being loaded Mom got on the phone and rented a Penske truck so that we could get all of our donations down there at one time. Both trucks were loaded in short order and ready for us to head to Opelousas Tuesday morning.

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This time Auntie Susan and Mom would escort the trucks down. My Auntie Susan worked tirelessly both weekends helping to  organize the donations as the cars were unloaded, she also helped pack supplies into tubs & boxes. Auntie Susan, you’re always there when I need you for a special project and this one may have been the most special we’ve ever done! Thank you so much -I’m sending you special love, licks, and woofs.

At a 6:45 AM,  everyone was beginning to arrive. Auntie Susan rolled in to drive down with Mom, Mr. Earl and his crew to take the trucks and Miss Mary, once again, came to see them off with boxes of her fabulous homemade cookies. Not only that, but she had quietly and generously made multiply donations and contacted others out of town who sent checks that went toward our purchase of 5’x10′ dog runs.

I wanted to drive the Penske truck, but I’m a bit height challenged, so I just hopped in  for a few quick pics! Including one with Mario and Frank who loaded the trucks! That third picture is Mr. Earl with Miss Mary and her box of THE BEST EVER chocolate chip cookies!

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At 7 AM we rolled out of the driveway and onto I 49 for wonderfully uneventful trip to St. Landry Parish. Once there, we were happy to see that they had quite a crew ready to help unload our two trucks.

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The shelter director, Miss Stacy, was in Colorado on shelter business, but she left us in  good hands of these ladies! Auntie Susan is in the pink and Mom in the green. The ladies from the shelter are Miss Angela and Miss Kayla.

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For all of you who donated, especially the people who donated to organizations after Hurricane Katrina, and expressed to us that you didn’t feel like your supplies got to those in need post Katrina, FEAR NOT- the supplies you donated this time- ALL OF THEM- went right into the hands AND paws of those in need. Since our delivery, St.  Landry Parish Shelter  has received a grant and with that money they were able to purchase the storage unit below. Miss Stacy sent Mom these pictures so you can see your wonderful supplies protected from the weather and organized beautifully, so they will be able to readily get to anything they need.

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It is apparent from what we have heard and read that the jury is still out on our Government’s help since the flooding. However, seeing neighbors helping neighbors, strangers helping strangers and many good people orchestrating miracles, I can unequivocally say that the gold stars belong to, “We the people…”
I will close my blog on “Tails” of the Flood, with these pictures which show donated shipping crates filled with the hopeful faces of rescues, as they wing their way from Louisiana to cities throughout the United States in anticipation of forever homes.
Thank you for helping me to continue my mission to pay forward my good fortune, so that other animals, like “moi”  might also find a new beginning.

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Godspeed….

 

 

KIPPERS’ EXPRESS FOR DENHAM SPRINGS (“Tails”of the Flood)

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Dad was correct, after four days of collecting supplies for the refugee dogs and cats of south Louisiana, we needed a bigger truck.

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Especially when K.C. Stone at KTBS Channel 3, put my message on their channel via an interview with my mom. THANK YOU KTBS!

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Of course, not to be outdone, Miss Sophie Peach decided to put out a public service announcement on behalf of my flood relief. She’s a doozie!

Unbeknownst to Mom and “Moi”, Dad had already called the truck rental place and reserved a big box trailer to be pulled behind William’s truck.
William is my “human brother” who was going to drive Mom down in his pick-up, but now, Dad and William concurred that a big box truck was needed. Dad called the rental place back to unreserve the trailer and get a 20ft box truck instead. The company was sorry, but  unfortunately they had no available trucks. Within an hour Dad found that there were no trucks to be had anywhere-not here, not the neighboring cities of Ruston nor Monroe either. As we say in the South, what we had on our hands was a “fine kettle of fish!” (an awkward, difficult, or bad situation; muddle; mess)
We had over 9,000 pounds of goods and no way to get them into the hands of those in need. After Mom, and her friend Miss Allie, spent the afternoon running down leads for possible trucks, mom decided to put it out on Facebook.  After all, she had promised Miss Giselle that she would be there on Tuesday. Miss Mary Ogwyn saw Mom’s plea for a truck and magic began to happen! Miss Mary knew that her friends, Earl & Liz Ferguson, who own Chinaberry’s in Bossier City, were looking for a way to help flood victims. It was because of this incredibly wonderful lady that the connection was made. Introductions began the next morning.

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Gordon, Amanda, Mary and Earl 

Not only were Miss Liz and Mr. Earl willing to loan Kippers’ Express Flood Relief their truck, but Mr. Earl said that he would be supplying a driver and people to load the truck! It was decided that we would load Monday and then head out Tuesday to meet Miss Gisele’s team in south Louisiana.
First of all, I must put in a good word for Chinaberry’s. Not only do the Ferguson’s walk the walk and quietly do things to help others – like loading, driving and supplying the truck to get my Kippers’ Express Flood Relief donations to south Louisiana, but their store –CHINABERRY’S– is the most phenomenal place to buy gifts and interiors! Now I know that they wouldn’t toot their own horn , but I will!  WOOF, WOOF AROOO! I’m not only grateful for what they have done to help the animals of south Louisiana, but what Chinaberry’s does everyday to help beautify homes in the Shreveport Bossier area with their lovely interior appointments, as well as making people happy with their array of fabulous gifts! You can check them out on Facebook, but better still go see them at 1011 Chinaberry Dr., Bossier City, LA 71111. 

Just tell them the Mr Kippers sent you  and please thank them for their generosity in helping us get our supplies to south Louisiana !

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As promised, Monday morning came and with it came the Ferguson’s, their truck and their crew. Within two hours the 20′ Chinaberry box truck was loaded! My “human brother” William, who was going to drive Mom down, loaded his truck as well and we were ready to roll the next morning at 7AM.

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At 6:30 AM we were getting ready to pull out for south Louisiana when Mary Ogwyn arrived with her fabulous homemade – “the best ever “chocolate chip cookies. A box for each of those going. Talk about generous! Famous Amos just thought his were the best!

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Just as we were ready to roll, Channel 12, KSLA arrived to film our send off.
You can see/read about it on this link below:
http://www.ksla.com/clip/12682142/shreveport-rescue-group-bringing-supplies-to-animals-in-south-louisiana

Thank you KSLA

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MOM AND WILLIAM READY TO ROLL

Almost four hours later the Kippers’ Express arrived in south Louisiana with over 9000 pounds of goods to help Denham Springs rescue. So many people were fostering dogs who would have drowned had they been left in the shelter. But those people also needed supplies to care for the animals until the shelter could be cleaned, put back together and resupplied. We had enough donations to take care of shelter needs and for supplies i.e. food -to be dropped off to those who were fostering shelter animals.

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MARIO                                               BILLY

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WILLIAM SPORTING ONE OF MY CLASSIC KIPPER TEES 

             (yep they even look good all sweaty!)

 

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This is our Shreveport Team, Mario, Billy and my ” human brother ” William along with the South Louisiana Team after unloading over 9,000 lbs of supplies!

The one story that we heard when we were collecting was that many people had tried to help during Hurricane Katrina and had either been turned away or felt that those things that they donated did not get to people who were really in need. My mom made a promise that she would personally escort the donations to south Louisiana and that the supplies would go into the hands ( or paws ) of those who were in need.

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Most of you who donated are either animal lovers, people who rescue in some capacity, or foster. The people to whom we  took our supplies are animal lovers, people who rescue in some capacity, or foster.  I cannot say that we are just Louisianians helping Louisianians because in truth,  in my quest to pay for my good fortune, my company Classic Kippers and I have picked up followers from all over the world.  Your mark specifically for the  Louisiana flooding, we have received checks from people in Washington state, Wyoming, Indiana, Michigan, Wisconsin, Ohio, Tennessee, Kentucky, Nevada, Texas, North Carolina, Florida, Mississippi, Virginia,  Connecticut. If I have left anyone out, please let me know because it was not intentional!

THIS IS AMERICAN PEOPLE HELPING AMERICAN PEOPLE! 

And finally the smiles and faces of those who volunteer at the Denham Springs shelter. And let me introduce you to Miss Gisele, mom’s rescue contact. Yep, that’s Miss Gisele, in the bright pink, smiling so big. God bless you and your team Miss Gisele for your selfless and tireless work!

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Next blog post will be “Tails” of the Flood Relief for St. Landry Parish!

KIPPERS’ EXPRESS (S. Louisiana) FLOOD RELIEF

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It was a Wednesday evening when I heard Mom telling Gisele, her rescue contact in South Louisiana, “I’ll get supplies and I’ll get them to you somehow.” Mom made a promise to Miss Gisele that she would fill a pickup truck with dog/cat food and cleaning supplies and deliver it to South Louisiana to help four legged flood victims. Mom has a huge heart, but pre planning has never been her forte. In fact, she’s notorious for “winging it”! Naturally I wasn’t surprised that night when Mom tucked me in and told me she needed my help. She said, “Punkin Face, (that’s her personal term of endearment for me) there has been a flood in S. Louisiana of catastrophic proportions. Animals have drowned, others have been rescued, but they are starving and there is no food. Many of the shelters flooded out and are filled with bacteria, mud, sludge and who knows what else.” Mom was teary when she said that she needed my help and wondered if I would put out one of my videos in hopes that my followers would step up to the plate and bring supplies to our home on Friday and Saturday of that week.
I slept fitfully that night remembering how grim my life had been down there on the streets -abused, starving, cold and having had bailing wire twisted around my neck. THAT was grim, but this was exponentially more devastating!
Some dogs had been chained to trees. Some drowned and others hung on for 16+ hours waiting for help.
“Tails” Of The Flood are the stories of Kippers’ Express Flood Relief Angels. Most of us know stories of what actually happened to the animals, through Facebook and the media, but my stories are the stories of a different kind of compassion. The stories of caring. The stories of our lives -helping our neighbors to the south- in Louisiana.

Mom could tell that Gisele was tired and obviously frustrated that they did not have the resources that they needed to take care of these animals.

Remember, these animal rescue angels also had families to worry about, as well as their own animals and yet they were doing a yeoman’s job to save them.
My heart hurt.
Dad asked Mom how she planned on pulling off her promise to Gisele and she said, “Mr. Kippers will get the word out and I’ll orchestrate it.” Dad has a lot of faith in Mom and me and he’s always incredibly supportive of anything we do. He was on board 100%. The next morning Mom unceremoniously awakened me, I like to sleep in you know, but she patted me and said, “Kippers, it’s showtime!” Whenever Mom says “showtime” I know that we have to go to work! Work for me always starts with a video or photo shoot or making me get on the iPad to write this blog. Regardless, my mission in life is to “pay forward” my good fortune.
I began by putting on what I call my “Gloucester rain gear” and doing a short video.

Dad put tarps on the entrance hall and dining room rugs where donations would be placed and Mom called her photo journalist friend, Henrietta Wildsmith, at The Shreveport Times and explained the urgency of my mission. Within an hour Miss Henrietta was here with her cameras and videoed Mom and me as we told our plans. Miss Henrietta immediately put it on The “Times Online”. She in turn told Maggie Martin at The Times and the next day I was on the front page with my Kippers’ Express Flood Relief Story.

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http://www.shreveporttimes.com/story/news/2016/08/22/mr-kippers-helps-raise-donations-south-louisiana-flood-animals/89123080/

Auntie Susan, Dad and Mom continually received donations for not two, but for four days. We were really filling up the house! And, with these generous donations came stories that renewed our family’s faith in humanity. Truthfully we knew 90% of the people who came those first four days. Mom saw her childhood friends and high school friends donate and donate and donate. In fact, in the almost four years of my mission to raise funds for abused and abandoned animals, some of Mom’s greatest support has come from those with whom she attended Saint Vincent’s Academy. I can tell you that these ladies of the “Periwinkle Blue Blazer Brigade”  have moved heaven and earth in their support of not only this flood relief effort,  but in every project I have undertaken to help abused and abandoned animals. It’s been 44 years since Mom and these ladies graduated from SVA.  Their lives have taken them from one end of the United States to the other, but that has not stopped their desire to participate.  Help comes often from Tacoma Washington, Houston Texas, Crosby Texas,  Hendersonville, North Carolina and Dallas, Tx. And then there are those classmates who live here…they’ve bought my Classic Kippers’ products, they’ve cheered me on as Grand Marshal and King of Barkus and Meoux, attended parades  and visited me  when I was in the hospital…. they came in force with donations for our four legged flood victims.  Mom was overwhelmed, especially when she looked up and saw one sweet friend who had just buried her wonderful father.  There were so many more-  longtime friends, new friends and people my mother has met through rescue. To each and everyone of you, my most heartfelt thanks.

Dad said, “We are going to need a bigger truck!” Boy was he correct!!!

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AND SO IT BEGAN! AT FIRST JUST A FEW ITEMS…

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I DID FREQUENT SUPPLY CHECKS AS THE SUPPLIES STACKED UP!

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SOPHIE PEACH REPORTED ON INVENTORY!

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MASTER KIRBY IS TOO LITTLE TO DO MUCH JUST YET, BUT HE DID  ENJOY PLAYING KING OF THE MOUNTAIN ON THE BAGS OF PET FOOD!

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One of Mom’s oldest friends, Miss Coco,  practically bought out Sam’s on my behalf. She is indeed her wonderful father’s daughter and will talk to anyone who will listen. Miss Coco also has a super voice for communicating, as it carries well.
So, true to form, she was telling someone why she was purchasing a plethora of  animal necessities, as well as enough bleach and Dawn to keep the shelter going for at least a year! And beach towels- 60 plus. And THAT was SOME of her FIRST run!  As she regaled the Sam’s employee with my story, a woman and a man (who turned out to be the woman’s grown son) listened too.  When Miss Coco finished her spiel, the woman and her son approached her and EACH handed Miss Coco $100 bill to go toward Mr KIPPERS’ EXPRESS flood relief. The son said he had lived in Denham Springs, though he was now working in Alaska- yet they both wanted to help. The next act of kindness came on the dog food aisle when a fireman, in uniform, asked Miss Coco if that 500 pounds of dog food she was loading was for her dogs. She laughed, said no, and quickly explained again about Mr KIPPERS’ EXPRESS Flood Relief. Bless his heart, he took a $20 bill out of his wallet, then proceeded to pick up another big bag of dog chow to add to her cart!  When this red headed  “best cheerleader ever” returned to my house, she handed Mom the $200 and told her the story behind it,  as well as the kindness of the wonderful fireman. Both Mom and Miss Coco were teary because in this day and age of unkind acts and people NOT showing respect for one another, THREE STRANGERS, within a matter of 45 minutes, stepped up to help!  What Mom didn’t know at the time was that what had happened at Sam’s Club was just the beginning of incredible acts of kindness that we would see in the days to come.

THE CHALLENGES-

We had veterinarians challenge other veterinarians and  boy did the supplies start rolling in- BIG TIME. Doctors Nancy Treadwell, Keith Ratcliff and Gary Dupree take a bow and accept my most heart felt thanks! Woof, woof aroooooo!

Miss Coco challenged her sister, Miss Nancy,  who is summering in Scotsdale, AZ to match  her purchases. I thank them from the bottom of my bully little heart, but I think Sam’s Club should send them a thank you note!!

MEMORIALS-

A friend in Connecticut, Miss Sue, who has supported Mr Kippers’ Classic Kippers cause since its inception, recently lost her mother. It was the family’s request that memorials be sent to Classic Kippers.  It all happened about the time of the flood, so I suggested that those funds be directed to help animal refugees of this catastrophe event. They agreed and I am honored by their kindness, their generosity and the generosity of their friends.

SHARING:

My “Houston Honey” Miss Izzie, is somewhat the spokesperson for the “Sheltie Nation”.  When Miss Izzie found out what was happening in Louisiana, her mom Miss Helen’s home state,  she put out an immediate  SOS on her page. Wow! The Shelties put the pressure on and checks started arriving. Shelties in North Carolina, Indiana and Ohio met the call!

One of the shares was from Dr. Jane who put it out to the med students at LSU . WOWZER!! On Saturday morning, if one had an emergency then our house was the place to be- we were ” medically covered ” so to speak. Yep, those med students heeded the call! And if that weren’t enough, Dr Jane and Miss Donna quietly and most generously gave and gave and gave. They responded to our request for not only the basics on the lists, but enough airline approved shipping crates to help get a sizable number of homeless pets up North to forever homes!  The manager of PetCo even delivered them himself! You see, some of the animals in the shelters, who had no homes, were being shipped out to northern rescues and shelters. That allowed the animals who have been separated from their people in the flood, to be housed at the shelters down south until they can be reunited with their owners.

HEROS:

“Heroes are people who rise to the occasion and slip quietly away.” We had several of those donate to my Kippers’ Express Flood Relief. The first was a man who bore the weight of massive genetic abnormalities. Dad and others were helping to unload two cars which had pulled up. Mom noticed a man struggling to get out of the third car and raced out to help. He steadied himself on his car door to stand and reached for her hand. In it he placed a tightly folded $20 bill. He said “It’s all I have, but I want the animals to have it.” Pure selflessness…

The second was a lady who gave Mom a handful of $1.00 bills. It was all she had to give as well, but she looked into Mom’s eyes and said, “I want to help.” Mom hugged her and said you have, more than you know. Later Mom said that what those two people gave was worth more than the face value of the bills. She gave what she had and slipped quietly away…

 

Please stay tuned for more “Tails of the Flood”.

 

 

 

 

 

 

AND THE RAINS FELL UPON THE EARTH…

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And so began the worst rain on August 12, 2016, though some had begun falling on August 8th.

Tangipahoa Parish was one of the first areas threatened. In just hours, the threat of flooding had became a nightmare in reality. By August 13th, Baton Rouge, our capital, and the surrounding area, were being pummeled by torrential rains. Sunday, August 14th, found Denham Springs and the part of Baton Rouge near the Amite River underwater.
6,900,000,000,000 gallons of rain fell in one week. In other words, 6.9 TRILLION gallons of rain fell on Louisiana between August 8 and the 14th. Meteorologists calculated that it was enough rain to fill 10.4 MILLION Olympic size swimming pools. I would say it was close to modern day biblical proportions. Unlike a hurricane, people did NOT have time to prepare or evacuate.
NOTE: During Hurricane Katrina evacuations, people were not allowed to take their animals .

In August 2005, Hurricane Katrina, the third-strongest hurricane in the history of the United States, made landfall, decimating New Orleans. About 1,836 people, more than half of them senior citizens, died in the tragedy. The Federal Emergency Management Agency (FEMA) called it “the single most catastrophic natural disaster in U.S. history.”

Half of whom had pets and took them to their rooftops to escape the rising waters. Many of them sat with their dogs and cats, waiting for help to arrive. Help DID come, but not for the animals. The rescuers mostly refused to take animals on board, making it clear that the pets must be left behind. In some instances, the owners refused to leave their companion animals and perished alongside them. In total, 250,000 pets were left behind and 150,000 died during the hurricane or in its aftermath. (Credit Al Berman)

I am one who is not often enamored by Louisiana politics, but I am very proud that a new law has been enacted to protect animals in natural disasters. It is my understanding that we are the first state to implement this type of legislation. Clearly the government had underestimated the strength of the bond between people and their animals. The public outrage that followed Hurricane Katrina was the catalyst which led to a wonderful piece of bipartisan legislation called:

Pet Evacuation Transportation Standards (PETS) Act of 2006

The law demands that state and local governments factor pets into emergency evacuation plans, and authorize the use of funds for rescue workers to “procure, construct, or renovate emergency shelter facilities and materials that will temporarily accommodate people with pets and service animals.”

The waters rose so quickly that many of the evacuation routes, used in hurricanes, were already flooded out.
Livingston Parish was the hardest hit, when 31.39 inches of water fell in 15 hours. In that same 15 hours, 19 inches fell in the Baton Rouge/ Denham Springs area. And that’s where our story begins.

 

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I am the coordinator/contact under Bull Terrier Club of America, for English Bull Terrier rescue in Louisiana. Throughout the state, I am happy to say that I have a number of contacts who have helped me on many occasions, for many years, to secure, pull or foster these precious creatures until I can pick them up or arrange transport. One is a special woman named, Gisele, who lives about 67 miles south of Denham Springs. Gisele works tirelessly as a volunteer for rescue. Last Wednesday she told me just how devastating the floods truly were- first hand experience. In Denham Springs, the shelter did in fact, go under. Total flooding. Many dogs were released from their kennels so that they could swim out and on to the roof of the shelter in order to survive, but many were saved by the actions of quick thinking staff and volunteers. The majority of the animals survived because they received assistance from residents who had not evacuated.
I asked Gisele what she needed and she said “supplies”. I said, “Gisele, don’t worry, I’ll get you a truck of supplies and get it to you.” Upon hanging up, I burst into tears and my husband, Gordon, said “I’m in”, but was curious as to how I planned to pull off this promise. Truthfully, I knew that my animal friends would contribute some things- I KNEW we could fill up a pick up truck.
However, I was POSITIVE that Mr. Kippers’ legion of followers would step up and step up they did.
Now I shall turn over the writing of the “TAILS” to the master himself, Mr Kippers, who will tell his “tails” of the last few weeks. The “Tails” of how a city came together, and how that camaraderie led to friends across the nation stepping up too.
For me, I’m particularly grateful, but for Mr Kippers, well, he has lived to see his dream to “pay forward his good fortune” come to fruition in a way that far surpassed our expectations when he began, Classic Kippers, just three short years ago. This little bully, found abandoned and abused in the middle of a freeway in South Louisiana, has been able to keep his promise to help those who, like himself, found themselves in unbelievable circumstances.  In the days to come, in Mr. Kippers own words,  you will read about the kindnesses which have taken place in Shreveport and across the country concerning his Kippers’ Express Flood Relief Drive. I am certain that they will touch you soul and stir you heart…

Once Upon a Miracle….My Legacy

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A week since the explosion, I’d been blown from the lab. Not an embryo stirring, oh boy I felt sad.

The petri dishes, strewn in the grass without care, in hopes that a miracle might soon appear there.

I had recovered somewhat and was snug on the couch, while visions of protégés made my heart “ouch”.

Sophie in her pearls , and I in my bow, I could not get settled and tossed to and fro.

When out in the vinca I heard a strange sound, I “hucklebutted ” from the couch and spun all around.

(I am an EBT you know)

I raced to the window I saw only haze, you know I’m height challenged, was I just in a daze?

The sun it was shining on the ground cover below, yet I saw faint images which gave off a glow.

There in the vinca through the haze did appear, two “turtlish” creatures though I could not see clear.

What were these creatures appearing slow and inept? One was the Galapagos with a side kick I’d bet.

It had an egg head and it started to moan, I knew in a moment it must be my clone!

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More rapid than snails by legions they came. I whistled, and shouted, and call’d them by name:

“Now! Turtle #1, now! Turtle 2, now! Turtle 3 and Four!
“On! 26, on! Thirty, on! Forty and more;
“To the depths of the vinca ! To the depths of the yard!
“Come see this miracle I found with a card. Come quick, come quick, come quick one at all!

When I got down the stairs and out in the yard, my turtle friends had appeared and were surrounding the card.

The Galapagos sadly, had just disappeared, but the note that she left–music to my ears.

…………………Apologies to Clement Clarke Moore

 

THE NOTE:

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Mr. Kippers,

I was sent here from the islands for a purpose. That’s why you saw me, I was not a dream. I witnessed the explosion and after you left, I searched for surviving embryos. I found only one intact. Because of your kindness to my fellow turtles, by implementing your catch and release program and all you do for animal rescue in general, I guarded and nurtured this wee one and became its surrogate. It’s obvious that he is a survivor, like you, to have lived through so much and thrived. I dressed him in the camouflaged colors of my clan to keep him safe from predatory hawks. He is our gift to you. He has all of your attributes and should be able to follow in your paw prints one day to take the helm of Classic Kippers. We have named him Kirby FitzKippers. Kirby an old English name meaning church village. A blessing he is and we shall be his village and watch over him. Fitz of course means “son of” and he is most definitely your son. My time here is finished. Teach him well.

With great respect,

Galapagos

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Galapagos + Cloning = ?

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It’s over.
Loyola is beginning its 2016 fall term, which means they need their lab back. The contractors will finish repairing the damage by Friday and the lab will be good to go by next Monday.
I am indebted to chemistry teacher, Laura Woolbert for allowing me to use the Loyola College Prep Lab, to Coach Bill Keel for setting everything up and making the introductions and to Dr. Aloysius Vaughn Braatenhorst, MD, DVM, BTCD for his invaluable guidance in cloning.
Together Dr. Braatenhorst and I figured out that the turtle/tortoise olfaction was definitely the culprit of both explosions. It was not in anyway, terrorism, but rather the unstableness of the component.
I have been in an absolute green funk since this last explosion. I knew that I added a smidge too much bull terrier white. Ok, it was more than a smidge, but the only effect of adding too much white would be the clone’s coat color. But the green turtle olfaction – completely another story. My Waterloo.
The travesty is that the embryos were ripe, so to speak, and ready to be implanted into a surrogate. I was THAT close.
By the way, I told y’all that I saw a Galapagos Tortoise walking around the area where the embryos and I landed. Some tried to convince me that it was a dream. Well it wasn’t! Look what I picked up on the Animal Cam this morning . What does one suppose this creature of islands is doing in Louisiana? Hmmmmm…..

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CLONING EXPLOSION- part deux! Miracle needed…

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Dear Family & Friends,

It is with a heavy heart that I announce another “boo-boo” in the cloning lab. Truthfully it should be labeled a “major oops”. I am beginning to think that the turtle olfactory is an unstable component. It was no doubt the catalyst for the first explosion and I believe that it was for this one as well. Fortunately, I have Rent-A-Lab insurance to cover damage to the lab, which was thankfully minimal.

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Unfortunately, this time all of my petri dishes, containing the embryos, as well as my DNA samples, “MOI” and the laboratory window just blew out of the lab.

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I’m afraid that I was left dazed amid the smoke and slime of the disaster. Of course, I’m certain that anyone would be dazed having landed on one’s bum after being jettisoned, unceremoniously, out of a window. I just stood there in disbelief! I was so close to my goal.

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EMS said that I lost consciousness for a few moments, but I’m not certain  that they were correct. I kid you not, I know I saw a Galapagos tortoise walking around me. Seriously! Or was it just a bizarre dream? I mean I DO know what a tortoise looks like!

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I sat in the ground cover, next to the lab window, covered in cloning residue, while trying to decide what to do next.  All of my little “mini-me” embryos scattered around me. What I need is a miracle!

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I do want to thank baby sister Sophie Peach for racing over when she heard the news flash. She is an intuitive little scamp and knew that it was most likely the lab in which I was working. On the other hand, she really didn’t have to bring Mom’s camera to document the disaster. SHEESH!

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The part that hurts the most is that the embryos were ready to be implanted into a surrogate. Now they are strewn all through the ground cover. Yep a miracle is what I need. A “bone fido” miracle.

 

BREAKING NEWS FROM KBULL NEWS

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“DO OVER” CLONING DAY- and then there were four!

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These three days in the Loyola lab have been like being in Merlin’s cave at Tintagel–MAGICAL! 

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In this post I will walk y’all through the steps toward cloning my protégé.

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Of course I had to follow cloning protocol which requires wearing rubber slippers and a special lab coat. A sterile lab environment is a prerequisite for a successful cloning.

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I began Monday by laying out my petri dishes, pipettes and other necessary supplies.
Once finished, I carefully placed an egg in the middle of each petri dish of which there are four.

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I want to make certain that this time my work is successful. The eggs all had bluish looking dots in them which contained genetic material. I pierced the eggs an extracted said material which basically leaves the eggs ” blank”.

OK, yes, I blew up the first two eggs. I’m afraid that bull terriers don’t do anything gently and those eggs certainly were flimsy. Fortunately I had some extras.
Then it was time to re-inject them with my special cell mixture. That “Fox Fox” DNA was a bit dicey injecting, but the turtle olfaction went in like slippery slim! I added a little extra “heart” to the mix.

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Next I had to give a tiny electrical shock to prompt the eggs to start developing into a viable bully embryos. Of course we are dealing with English bull terrier genetics and those of you who understand our breed, know that sometimes we need sort of a kick in the derrière to get moving.

Once completed, this becomes the stage of early embryonic development. Within days, if all goes well, the embryos will be ready for transfer into a surrogate mother.

After I completed my “cloning”,  I sat back and viewed my work. Right there before my eyes might be the heir apparent to Classic Kippers. 

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LAB ASSISTANT, DEBUTANTE OR BOTH?

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It really is hard to get good help. Mind you, I love my baby sister Miss Sophie Peach, but as a lab assistant she’s lacking. First of all, she doesn’t show up on time and when she does she refuses to wear proper lab attire. She actually wore a white frock, her pearls and a humongous bow to work!

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I had already cleaned up my mess from the lab explosion, so all that was required was for her to wash test tubes and a few other necessaries such as beakers etc.
Probably just an hours’ work, but she parlayed it into two days, two lunch hours and four “milk bone” breaks.

First she just sat there to see if the test tubes would wash themselves.

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She even closed her eyes to see if they would disappear.

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Some rolled off on the floor and Sophie Peach just stared at them as if they would levitate back onto the counter.

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Now do y’all see why it took Sophie so long? Finally she got to work and I must admit, she did an outstanding job once she got started.

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Though when she finished, she turned, looked at me, and gave me a most unusual smirk. Little sisters, SHEESH! You can’t live with ’em, can’t live without ’em!

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Nevertheless, tomorrow is Monday and I will begin my cloning process anew.
This time I am determined!