Adopted Pets with Contact Information

These are photos of pets that have been adopted, along with any information that is known about them. If you see your pet here, call or email the contact person asap. If you need assistance or support in recovering your pet, email: noanimalleftbehind@gmail.com
Male Grey and White Tabby
Here's what was written in his Petfinder record which was posted on 10-18:
Fat Tuesday (our name for him) survived more than a month with only occasional food and water. He lost a good bit of weight but fared extremely well considering the circumstances. Like so many of the rescued animals, he truly enjoys any time he can find with humans ... and the security of a full dish of food on the floor.

The rescuer felt the need to include this bit of commentary but there was no mention of where this cat was rescued from or found. Real nice.
Lori West 300 Orchard Dr, West Columbia, S.C.

Female White Lhasa-Shih Tzu Mix
In spite of wearing a collar with a New Orleans rabies tag, this cutie was adopted out by the Sacramento SPCA.
Contact: ddrake@sspca.org (916) 383-7387, ext. 9149

Female Pom rescued from St. Bernard Parish
Petfinder record was posted/created on 10-7.

Adopted by
Santa Barbara County Animal Services
Contact: 805-934-6953


Read this if you have someone's Katrina pet

This is a letter from an evacuee who is still searching for her beloved Yorkie named Timmy, sent to a volunteer who has been helping her locate him.

I have been in counseling for PTS Syndrome and the one thing that has always haunted me is the "guilt" that I feel over my animals. My therapist who is an animal person himself told me he did not like it when I did that to myself and told me to stop doing it, but the one thing you can never, never get out of your mind is the last time you held those animals and saw those little faces looking at you. I could not say morning prayers for weeks because everytime I said them I was on the sofa and Timmy my Yorkie would come and I would pick him up and put him next to me. The last morning we were together. He was high up on the bed...the water was rising and he chose to jump off that bed and swim over to me - that little thing - and I picked him up - he was all wet and smelling from the water that was already beginning to have an odor and he sat next to me as I read the prayers...that is a memory that will never fade nor will the memory of when I kissed him and he was so happy and excited and turned his little head toward me - he had no idea but I did know what was happening. The cats they were not as trusting - they knew things were not right from the beginning because they were mad that there was water all over and they could not get down off the mantle and table where they were....those are memories which will never leave you no matter how many times you hear people telling you you had no choice. I think that editorial letter should be sent to every newspaper in the country, to every government official in Washington as well as State officials and certainly to the shelters who are now ready to quit answering questions so that people and animals can be reunited!!!!.

Timmy is elderly and has cataracts, so he couldn't see so well. He only weighed 5 pounds. 5 tiny pounds that they would not let her bring with her from the house on Alexander Street.

Being forced to leave Timmy has broken her heart. She still has faith in humanity and prays that someone has Timmy, and just a picture of him posted to one of those PF records of found Yorkies that never had a picture included, would help her heal.

She doesn't even have a picture of Timmy left to look at, so Mollie is going to draw a composite sketch of Timmy, which we can use to look for Timmy and the owner can have a picture of her beloved little boy, that maybe, will help erase that last mental picture she has of him in her mind.

If any shelters, rescuers or volunteers are reading this, have you seen Timmy?


Beautiful and sad letter from a foster on returning a dog to his owners

Hi. I just wanted to share my story with the group. I have been working with Stealth trying desperately to reunite Katrina pets with their families, and had no idea how hard it was to let go until today.

4 1/2 months ago I found a HUGE, beautiful black lab in the middle of a very busy intersection. He was so terrified of the traffic swerving around him that he was frozen. After having him scanned for a chip, vet checked, putting up posters, listing on PF - all to no avail, he came home with me. I have periodically checked the paper and web for lost postings for the last 4 1/2 months. It was amazing to me to not find someone searching for him. He became a wonderful, much loved member of our family. He was great with my cats, my daughter, and my boxer/pit mix who hates other dogs. He spent Christmas with us, had gifts and a stocking, and a picture made with Santa. He slept in the bed with my baby girl every night, under a blanket with his head on a pillow. He weighed 120 lbs. and took up most of her bed. "Big Man Blackie Chan" was the most gentle giant. I love him so much.

I had just made the appointment to have him neutered, and decided to make one last attempt at placing a found ad in the paper. I ran 12 ads. I guess I figured that I would never get a call - not after this long. I left out critical details in the ad and asked the caller to id. This morning I
got a call from a man who said that he was pretty sure that he was wasting my time, but that his wife insisted that he call. His lab had been missing since right after Katrina - from Fairhope, AL. That is about 20 miles away from me, including a bridge spanning Mobile Bay. How could his dog have gotten 20 miles away and crossed a very busy 4 mile bridge? He identified EVERY detail that I left out of the ad - color & brand of collar, scar inside of left ear, etc. Needless to say, I was floored and in disbelief. As his wife was screaming in the background, "Is it Buddy?", I heard a small boy ask if someone had found Buddy. I gave them directions to come and view the dog. I still thought that this was a long shot. I decided that I would know by Big Man's reaction to them - he doesn't like strangers and will not approach them.

When they pulled up I watched the couple carry their 2 yr. old boy to my door. My heart sank when I saw Big Man run and jump onto the man and his wife. I have NEVER seen a dog so happy. They were in tears screaming IT'S HIM! IT'S BUDDY! I then watched how gentle, loving and protective he was over the baby as he threw his arms around Buddy's neck. There was no doubt that this was their dog. They showed me pics of him as a baby and pics taken right before he got lost. There was no doubt.

Without a doubt, giving him back to his family was the hardest thing that I ever had to do. I could not stop crying. Right before my gentle giant hopped in the car (without coaxing) he licked my tears and put his paw on my shoulder. It was as if he was saying thank you and goodbye.

I could see it in his eyes. I am so torn right now. I am happy that he is home with his family that so obviously loves him dearly. But, I still feel jelous - almost angry - and so hurt that I had to let him go. I know that this is childish and selfish, but I can't help it. I'm embarrassed to say that my 10 yr. old daughter is dealing with this better than I am.

It will be so hard to study for exams tonight without his head in my lap, or shower in the morning without him sticking his head in to lap at the water. I can't stop crying. I will miss my "Big Man Blackie Chan" more than I can express in words. I do, however, know deep down in my heart that I did the right thing. As hard as it is for me to take, I LOVED HIM ENOUGH TO LET HIM GO. I know that he will have a happy life and be spoiled! I wish that knowledge could somehow ease the pain of losing him. Maybe in time.

Alexis Houston


Four Dog Weekend

Tom Mcfee, Eric Rice and I met up at Eric's place in Annapolis on Friday night / Saturday morning to talk about and reflect on the past six months. And to hear about the film that Tom is making. I won't say anything about it but it's going to totally rock. To see the thousands of photos that Tom took of rescued Katrina pets along with intake tickets, visit cavestudio.net

Here's Eric with the dogs; Ruby (mine) is in the foreground with Murphy (also mine) right behind her, and his two are on either side of him. The photo was blurry (as they all were) because it was impossible to get all of them to be still at the same time.

It was really good to get together with others who have been and still are involved with this, as my friends and family no longer want to hear about Katrina animals. Sadly, people everywhere are forgetting about Katrina. It's as if it happened long ago and far away. Which is stunning.

Tom, Eric and I talked about what an incredible, organic experience this has been - strangers coming together in so many ways to help other strangers. Those who could, got on planes or cars and went to the Gulf Coast to help rescue or volunteer at a staging area. Those of us who couldn't, got online. Others sent money, supplies. Many people fostered Katrina pets while searching for their owners. Many others helped out in local shelters that took in Katrina pets.

What a long, strange trip this has been. And it ain't over yet.

From the archives: Letter from Michael Moore to George Bush

Friday, September 2nd, 2005

Dear Mr. Bush:

Any idea where all our helicopters are? It's Day 5 of Hurricane Katrina and thousands remain stranded in New Orleans and need to be airlifted. Where on earth could you have misplaced all our military choppers? Do you need help finding them? I once lost my car in a Sears parking lot. Man, was that a drag.

Also, any idea where all our national guard soldiers are? We could really use them right now for the type of thing they signed up to do like helping with national disasters. How come they weren't there to begin with?

Last Thursday I was in south Florida and sat outside while the eye of Hurricane Katrina passed over my head. It was only a Category 1 then but it was pretty nasty. Eleven people died and, as of today, there were still homes without power. That night the weatherman said this storm was on its way to New Orleans. That was Thursday! Did anybody tell you? I know you didn't want to interrupt your vacation and I know how you don't like to get bad news. Plus, you had fundraisers to go to and mothers of dead soldiers to ignore and smear. You sure showed her!

I especially like how, the day after the hurricane, instead of flying to Louisiana, you flew to San Diego to party with your business peeps. Don't let people criticize you for this -- after all, the hurricane was over and what the heck could you do, put your finger in the dike?

And don't listen to those who, in the coming days, will reveal how you specifically reduced the Army Corps of Engineers' budget for New Orleans this summer for the third year in a row. You just tell them that even if you hadn't cut the money to fix those levees, there weren't going to be any Army engineers to fix them anyway because you had a much more important construction job for them -- BUILDING DEMOCRACY IN IRAQ!

On Day 3, when you finally left your vacation home, I have to say I was moved by how you had your Air Force One pilot descend from the clouds as you flew over New Orleans so you could catch a quick look of the disaster. Hey, I know you couldn't stop and grab a bullhorn and stand on some rubble and act like a commander in chief. Been there done that.

There will be those who will try to politicize this tragedy and try to use it against you. Just have your people keep pointing that out. Respond to nothing. Even those pesky scientists who predicted this would happen because the water in the Gulf of Mexico is getting hotter and hotter making a storm like this inevitable. Ignore them and all their global warming Chicken Littles. There is nothing unusual about a hurricane that was so wide it would be like having one F-4 tornado that stretched from New York to Cleveland.

No, Mr. Bush, you just stay the course. It's not your fault that 30 percent of New Orleans lives in poverty or that tens of thousands had no transportation to get out of town. C'mon, they're black! I mean, it's not like this happened to Kennebunkport. Can you imagine leaving white people on their roofs for five days? Don't make me laugh! Race has nothing -- NOTHING -- to do with this!

You hang in there, Mr. Bush. Just try to find a few of our Army helicopters and send them there. Pretend the people of New Orleans and the Gulf Coast are near Tikrit.


Michael Moore

List of animals rescued by Muttshack with addresses

If you are searching for your pet, please look over this list to see if any sound familiar. Many pets were found in a house other than where they lived, so don't rule out one that is nearby your New Orleans address. If you need more info on any of these, please email: noanimalleftbehind@gmail.com

Male Dogs:

Brown Cocker Spaniel
23 Winners Circle, New Orleans, LA 70128

Back Rottie, Male
1900 Louisa St, New Orleans, LA 70126
May have been sent to Middleburg Humane in Vermont

Black & White Beagle
4818 Sevres St, New Orleans, LA 70129

Black Border Mix
4818 Sevres St, New Orleans, LA 70129

Black Lab Mix
7861 Shamrock Drive, New Orleans, LA 70128
found with female cat and White Calico

Red Chow
11430 Hayne Blvd, New Orleans, LA 70128
1 eye missing, maybe deaf

Female Dogs:

Black Lab
4812 Corinne St, New Orleans, LA 70127

Brown Beagle Mix
11327 Prentiss Ave, New Orleans, LA 70128

Brown and White Pit/Lab Mix
7724 Vincent Rd, New Orleans, LA 70128

Brown, black & white Toy Pomerian
Bearington Apartments, date 09/22

Dogs of unknown sex:

Brown Dachsund/Beagle mix
Tatoo in ear that read "JDB"

Pit Mix Brindle
7516 Vanderkloof Ave, New Orleans, LA 70127

White Chow
7524 Jonlee Drive, New Orleans, LA 70128

Black Chow
7914 Edward St, New Orleans, LA 70126

Black Rott/Lab mix, young
Wearing purple heart shaped tag that read "Cubbie Lewis"

Black Mutt, approx. 25 lbs.
3107 North Miro St, New Orleans, LA 70117

Black Lab Mix (found with Brown Lab Mix)
7653 Avalon Way, New Orleans, LA 70127, date 09/26

White & Yellow Rat Terrier Mix, short hair
Bearington Apartments, date 09/22.


3 black cats
7900 Sandpiper Drive, New Orleans, LA 70128

Female Calico Cat
4737 Corinne St, New Orleans, LA 70127

White Cat
Republic St, New Orleans, LA 70122

White Cat with White feet
2641 Jonquil St, New Orleans, LA 70122