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Pet Quality Assurance Act 2009

posted January 15th, 2009 by
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Story by Ruth Steinberger

Horrific animal cruelty complaints involving high volume puppy producers called “puppy mills” along with fraudulent rescue organizations and animal hoarders have grown throughout Oklahoma. Dogs left in cages for years, living in filth, sometimes even eating other dogs that had died, alarm Oklahomans across our state.  A lack of regulations that exists in every other high volume puppy producing state has made Oklahoma into a haven for cruelty, fraud and crime; the problem ballooned before our eyes.
From strong humane standards in Colorado that ensure dogs have cages that are double the length of the dog, to the most basic standards that simply prevent cruelty in Kansas and Missouri, all high volume puppy producing states except Oklahoma have animal welfare standards covering those who transfer, breed and sell large numbers of dogs.  

Responding to the crises resulting from a lack of regulations, the Pet Quality Assurance Act was introduced in the 2008 Oklahoma legislative session.  The PQA, as it was called, would have ensured minimum living standards for Oklahoma dogs in high volume breeding kennels, rescue organizations and more. The bill failed, and everyone who cares about dogs, consumer protection and the image of Oklahoma should be poised to make sure it does not happen again this year.

Referred to by the USDA as ‘dog dealers,’ the federal government licenses pet breeders that produce puppies and kittens to sell through brokers and auctions. Essentially, if a breeder sells puppies through a wholesale market, they must have a federal license. If the puppies are sold directly to the buyer, either over the internet, through newspapers or on street corners or flea markets, no federal license is required. It is up to each state to create licensing standards for those who do not fall under the federal regulations, but who have commerce in the commercial pet trade. Oklahoma has created none. 

As other states have passed regulations, substandard dog dealers have flocked here from elsewhere. Large facilities that have USDA licenses are left to compete with an unregulated silent industry with no standards, and the situation spirals downward.

While the number of USDA licensed facilities in Oklahoma has more than doubled since 2000 (to over 600), the number of unlicensed, clandestine producers is thought to be far higher. Calls and complaints to state agencies, newspapers and humane organizations reveal an alarming picture for dogs in many of these hidden places.

This is not about the home that has a dog or two, with puppies arriving once a year. It is not about the dog show enthusiast whose pampered pet has a litter before retiring.  

This issue concerns facilities with sometimes over 500 breeding female dogs that spend their lives in small cages producing and nursing puppies every time they are able. This is about dogs that will never be allowed inside a home, get veterinary care, exercise or be thought of as a pet; it is about “producing dogs.” Some are debarked by an owner shoving an iron pipe into the dog’s throat to silence its barks of anguish; others are debarked by a veterinarian. It is about puppies from undernourished mother animals, many of which will be sick or die before the heartbroken buyer realizes their mistake. This is about female dogs that will be sold at auction when they fail to produce profitably any more, when many have lost their teeth, fur and even eyes by the ripe old age of six. Unlicensed dog dealing is a filthy secret in Oklahoma.  

Unlicensed dealers in Oklahoma have been found with animals in tiny wire floored cages; urine and feces spilling from one dog to the one below. An overwhelming stench of urine pervades the dogs, their coats are matted with feces and the ammonia from urine leaves many blind from scalded eyes. 

The lack of regulations invites criminals to come here. When pit bull breeder Jerry Southern was convicted of animal cruelty in Kansas he was banned from owning pit bulls in that state. He then moved his pit bull breeding operation to Newkirk, Oklahoma. His starved, freezing and injured pit bulls languished on chains and in pet carriers with up to six inches of feces in which they were forced to sleep. Southern was arrested on December 2, 2008 in Kay County and faces 70 counts of animal cruelty. Some of the emaciated dogs died as deputies arrived to save them. Tulsa based Oklahoma Alliance for Animals received custody of the dogs. The case will cost tens of thousands of dollars to the Oklahoma justice system.   

This is also about tax evasion by substandard breeders selling puppies for unreported cash. A high volume kennel with 50 producing dogs is considered a small breeder. If 50 dogs produce 5 to 10 puppies per year, with each selling for the modest sum of $350, the dealer would net around $140,000 in sales.  From one end of the state to the other, puppy producers opposed to regulations actually said that puppy sales offer them an undeclared income as they collect disability and other social service benefits. 

These people make big money. Last year, clandestine north Tulsa puppy producer Jerry Hines was revealed to have over 60 dogs stacked in cages in a boarded-up mobile home on Admiral Street. Despite classified advertisements showing that Hines charged $500 dollars per puppy, he was not fined for having a breeding operation instead of a small hunting dog kennel, as his Tulsa hobbyist permit claimed. Hines was allowed to keep his Tulsa operation open and was assessed no back fines.  

This issue affects every city in our state. Of the puppy dealers who received citations from the Tulsa Police Department for selling pups on the streets of Tulsa without a vendor’s permit, two thirds of those offenders were not from Tulsa. 

The State of Oklahoma is estimated to be losing the tax revenue on at least a forty-million-dollar-a-year industry. 

The Pet Quality Assurance Act that was introduced in the Oklahoma house last year called for all dogs in these facilities to have at least the standards mandated for dogs living in USDA licensed breeding kennels. For those unfamiliar with those standards, each dog is entitled to its length plus six inches by the same width for cage size. Six inches of headroom are mandated as well. This means that a breeding beagle is entitled to around 32” X 32” of space…for life. The regulations also call for honest record keeping, food and water at least daily, and basic sanitation.  

These regulations were too strict for some people, including breeders who oppose any regulations at all. In fact, AKC employee, Stacy Mason of Stillwater showed up at the committee hearing on this bill with a pin saying, “Kill the Bill.” Mason had sent out e-mail alerts from her AKC e-mail address opposing the bill and the Oklahoma Pet Professionals likened the meager regulations which would affect only dogs in the most tragic of circumstances to a loss of gun rights.  As a 2007 interim study by the Oklahoma legislature came to a close, Mason took a well-timed moment to say that the USDA requirements as listed in the proposition were not the same as listed on the USDA website, apparently deliberately confusing legislators about what our bill demanded. There was no time to counter her claim. 

The Pet Quality Assurance Act creates minimal standards for any breeder or rescue organization handling over 25 puppies or kittens a year. Let your representative know that any breeder or rescue that is unable to meet these standards should not handle dogs.  

Kuddly Kangaroos and a Camel Too – Rainbow Farms

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What’s soft, fuzzy, and loves to be cuddled?  Oh, by the way, it’s a marsupial.

We’ve heard of therapy dogs, cats, horses and even monkeys. But have you ever heard of a therapy kangaroo?

Meet Kaye Williams of Rainbow Farms in Bixby, Oklahoma. She raises kangaroos. Along with her “Mob,” Kaye’s farm is home to Sammy the camel, dozens of tiny burros, ponies, and several horses.

Kaye’s kangaroos weren’t always destined to become therapy pets. As she likes to tell it, “when one door closes, another opens.”

In 2001, Kaye took over her neighbor’s farm, including the kangaroos. She planned to put the place up for sale, and relocate to more acreage, Then came 9/11, and her dreams of a larger place had to be put aside. 

One morning, six months later, Kaye went into the kangaroo pen and found all of her kangaroos poisoned to death. She had kept two  babies inside for the night, so they were safe. As it turned out, contaminated food was the culprit. Once over the shock, Kaye knew she had to go back to work. As a registered nurse, she found a position with Shadow Mountain, a rehabilitation facility for teens in crisis. She started bringing her Joeys (baby kangaroos) to work in backpacks

The ‘fit” was a no-brainer. Joeys love being swaddled in their mama’s pouches. The cuddling comforted the kids as well as the Joeys. For the first time, boys and girls with emotional issues sat quietly and calmly while cradling the Joeys. The feeling of being needed that some body is dependant on you does wonders for taking the focus off your own problems.

Bonding with another being is a wonderful antidote to anxiety and fear. Studies have shown that people who interact with pets in a soothing manner show a marked decrease in stress and anxiety. Blood pressure drops and heart rates slow. Many therapy pets go to hospitals and nursing homes for this very purpose.

Before she knew it, Kaye was busy taking her “Joeys” to therapy sessions in hospitals, hospices, to  school visits, birthday and private parties, and to corporate events. She was in such demand with her kangaroos that she had to stop working full time at Shadow Mountain. It’s a full-time job just caring for the Mob, and Kaye does it all by herself. 

Kangaroos of all ages are in the Mob, about a dozen in all. Some of the kangaroos are pregnant. The alpha male, Jay, weighs in at about 200 lbs., and his tail could flip you head over heels. The teen-agers seem content to “boing” around the pen. Like most teens they are curious and eager to test the boundaries, as in trying to box with you, search your pockets, and nibble on your clothes.

I fell in love with Jo Jo, a tiny, preemie boy. His forelegs were no thicker than a matchstick. He stuck his tiny nose in my neck, nuzzled, and licked me the whole time I carried him. (I wanted to stick him in my pocket and take him home). Bella, a one-year old female, hopped around our feet. She was too big to swaddle. When Kaye wanted to pick her up, she grabbed her by her tail, swung her upwards, and then grabbed her around her waist. She explained that you cannot pick up a Joey under the arms because their chests are so narrow and their forelegs so small, that you would crush their ribs. The tail is the strongest “limb” of a kangaroo. An adult could swat you across the room and even break your bones with its tail.  (Remember, all of Kaye’s kangaroos are tame. Don’t try this in the wild)

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Found Lost Pet

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You have found an animal running loose in your neighborhood.  What can you do to help this critter find its way back home?  

1. I.D. TAGS:  Check to see if the animal is wearing a collar and identification tag.  If so, contact the animal’s home number as soon as possible.  If the animal is wearing a coded license tag, call the issuing phone number imprinted on the tag.  If no phone number is available, call 1-800-828-8667 which is a national registry for tags and tattoos and see if they can identify the animal.

2. POST AN ONLINE “FOUND” NOTICE:  Many amazing websites are available where you can post a notice when an animal is found.  Locally, www.losttulsapets is a good resource, and www.tulsapets.com (hosted by the Humane Society of Tulsa) has a “lost and found” section where you can list the animal’s description, the location where the animal was found and even upload a photograph of the animal.   Another website, www.petfinder.com which is a national registry, posts “found animal” listings which are broadcast nationally but can be sorted to a local area.

3. CREATE POSTERS:  A wonderful website, www.dogdetective.com, allows you to upload a photo and create a “FOUND” poster.  You will also be posting a “found” notice on this database as you create the poster.   Once your poster is created, be sure and place them in visible sites around the area where the animal was found.  Telephone poles, local businesses and even trash containers are good locations.  Be sure and leave a copy of the poster in your mail box for the postal carrier to see.  Oftentimes, the mail carrier is familiar with all the area pets and he/she can be very helpful in getting animals returned to their home quickly.

4. PLACE AN AD IN THE NEWSPAPER:  Run a classified ad in the local paper providing a description of the animal and a contact number.

5. BOARDING A “FOUND” ANIMAL:  If you are unable to house the animal until the owner is located, try to find a friend or family  member who can foster, or contact local veterinaryoffices and see if they have lodging space for a “found” animal.  If they are unable to help you, contact local shelters and rescue groups.   A good resource is the Directory portion of TulsaPets Magazine, and the local Humane Society of Tulsa (www.tulsapets.com).    With persistence, luck, and quick action hopefully the found lost pet can be successfully reunited with its owner!

Story by Pat Atkinson

Promoting Responsible Dog Ownership – The Canine Good Citizen Program

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Story by Karen Ohde

Would you like to be a responsible dog owner?  Then consider training your dog for the American Kennel Club’s Canine Good Citizen test (CGC).  This is a  two-fold program that stresses responsible pet ownership and basic good manners for dogs.

Many owners choose the CGC program as their first step in training their dogs.  As you work with your dog to teach the CGC skills, you’ll discover that the training enhances the bond with your dog. Dogs that have a solid obedience education are a joy to live with — they respond well to household routines, have good manners in the presence of people and other dogs, and they enjoy the company of the owner who took the time to provide training, intellectual stimulation and a high quality of life. 

The CGC test consists of 10 different steps that are individually scored by an Evaluator.   The test is non-competitive, unlike formal obedience, so dogs are not required to perform with the same precision.  Each step will be scored as a “pass” or “needs additional work.”  All steps are performed on leash.  A well-fitting buckle or slip collar (including martingales) made of leather, fabric, or chain should be worn by the dog.  The leash should be made of leather or fabric.  Harnesses, head collars and pinch collars are not permitted.
 
 
 

 

The handlers are welcome to interact with their dogs throughout the test with lots of praise and encouragement.  Giving multiple commands is acceptable but no treats may be used to reward your dog during the test.  

The 10 steps are as follows:

 
 
 

Accepting a friendly stranger

1. Accepting a Friendly Stranger: This test demonstrates the dog will allow a friendly stranger to approach it and speak to the handler.  

2. Sitting Politely for Petting: This test demonstrates the dog will allow a friendly stranger to touch it while out with its handler.  The dog must show no signs of shyness or resentment.  The dog may not struggle or pull away to avoid petting.

3. Appearance and Grooming: This practical test demonstrates the dog welcomes being groomed and examined and will permit a stranger, such as a veterinarian, groomer or friend of the owner, to do so. This test also demonstrates the owner’s care, concern and sense of responsibility. The dog must appear to be in healthy condition.  The  Evaluator softly brushes the dog and lightly examines the ears and gently picks up each front foot.             

 
 
 

Reaction to another dog

4. 

Out for a Walk on a Loose Leash: This test shows the handler is in control of the dog.  The Evaluator directs the handler through a course by calling out instructions.  There must be a right turn, left turn, and  about turn, with at least one halt in between and one at the end of the course.  

5. Walking Through a Crowd: This test demonstrates the dog can move about politely in pedestrian traffic and is under control in public places. The dog may show some interest in strangers but should continue to walk with the handler, without evidence of over- exuberance, shyness or resentment.

6. Sit and Down on Command/Staying in Place: This test demonstrates the dog will respond to the handler’s commands.  The dog needs to 1) sit on command 2) down on command and 3) stay as the handler walks to the end of a 20 ft. lead, turns to face the dog, then returns to

Sitting politely for petting

the dog.

7. Coming When Called: With the dog in a sit, down or standing position, the handler walks 10 feet from their dog, turns to face their dog, and  calls their dog. This test does not test “stay” or “wait” but demonstrates that the dog will come when called.  

8. Reaction to Another Dog: Two handlers and their dogs approach each other from a distance of about 15 feet, stop, shake hands and exchange pleasantries and continue on.  This demonstrates the dog can behave politely around other dogs.

9. Reaction to Distractions: Two distractions are chosen for this test.  One is audible, such as dropping a pan. The other distraction is visual, such as a jogger running in front of the dog.  This demonstrates the dog is confident with distracting situations.

10.  Supervised Separation: This test demonstrates a dog can be left in the presence of a trusted person and will maintain its training and good manners while the owner is out of sight for a three-minute period.     

Dogs of all breeds and mixed breeds can participate in this test.   Dogs with disabilities can take the test but the dog is still required to pass all 10 steps.  Dogs that pass all 10 steps will be listed in the CGC records at the American Kennel Club.  The owners may order an official CGC award certificate from the American Kennel Club.

Handlers with disabilities are also encouraged to participate in the CGC test.  Sometimes a few minor changes are needed to the standard procedures in order to accommodate the handler.

The Canine Good Citizen Program is one of the most rapidly growing programs in the American Kennel Club.  Police and animal control agencies use CGC for dealing with dog problems in the communities, some therapy dogs groups use the CGC program as a partial screening tool, and some 4-H groups around the country have been using the CGC program as a beginning dog- training program for children. 

State legislatures began recognizing the CGC program as a means of advocating responsible dog ownership and 34 states now have a Canine Good Citizen resolution.  To date, Oklahoma is not one of those states but hopefully will be in the near future.

Byline:   Karen Ohde and Vickie Cupps are Certified, AKC Canine Good Citizen Evaluators.  They conduct testing at Companion Dog School of Tulsa.  For more information go to their web site,   www.companiondogschool.com  

Information used in this article was with the permission of Dr. Mary Burch, Director of AKC’s Canine Good Citizen Program.






Bonnie, the Smiling Catahoula

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Our dog Bonnie smiles! She is a ninety-five pound Louisiana Catahoula mix with a friendly personality. My sister-in-law, Tanya, gave her to us since my husband Ben and I already had Samson, a Labrador mix that needed companionship on our acreage. We agreed to take Bonnie sight-unseen, but when Tanya let her out of the back of her vehicle, I almost regretted the decision.
Bonnie is white, with little gray spots peaking through her fur like confetti and one large gray patch covering half her face. Her head is too small for the size of her body and her tail looks like a corkscrew flapping around.

“Alice, just give her time,” said Tanya, who I’m sure detected my disappointment. “Bonnie is very intelligent. And wait until she gets to know you. Have you ever seen a dog smile?”

Bonnie did not smile for us at first. I think she missed Tanya too much. But she and Samson hit it off right away, and it wasn’t long before the two dogs were eating, playing, and roaming the acreage together. Every morning and evening, they’d take off on an adventure, eager to explore the great outdoors.

Then, one morning, it happened. I had just opened the back door and Bonnie came toward me wagging her tail. At the sound of my voice, she nodded her head submissively and blinked her eyes, and then she pulled back her lips for a quick smile! It still makes me laugh to see her do that.

Life went on. Bonnie and Samson grew closer, running off on a brand new journey every morning. At the end, they’d jump into the pond and come home wet and tired. The two became inseparable and never had one come home without the other. But on one particular Sunday morning only Samson greeted us as we all piled into the car and headed off for church. I wasn’t too concerned then, but I knew something was wrong when we returned later that day and Bonnie was still gone.

All afternoon we waited for her. The kids searched the property and whistled for her. We checked fence lines to make sure she was not somehow caught. After we put the children to bed, Ben and I drove around the area looking for her. No sign of Bonnie.

That evening and the next morning, Samson went on his adventure as usual. I hoped he would find her and lead her back home, but each time he returned alone. I missed Bonnie’s whimsical smile.

“Samson, where’s Bonnie?” I’d ask him, hoping he would respond like Lassie and take me to her. He just stared at me.

Monday afternoon, Ben had trouble with his cell phone and stepped outside for a better connection. As he carefully listened to the person on the other end, he also heard a dog barking way off in the forest. After he finished the conversation and hung up, he poked his head in the door and hollered at me. “Alice, come outside! Quick!”

“What for?” I resisted, not wanting to stop what I was doing.

“Listen to this. See if you think it sounds like Bonnie.” As I stepped outside, he held his finger to his lips. Sure enough, way off in the distance, I could hear a faint, but raspy bark.

We jumped into the pickup and took off in the direction of the sound, hardly believing this could lead us to Bonnie. The pickup bounced back and forth on the rough terrain as we drove around the pond and through the woods.

When we reached the fence line, Ben turned off the engine. We opened the doors and listened again. The bark was louder and sounded more like Bonnie.

Immediately, we jumped out of the pickup and headed for the fence. Ben held the top barbed wire while I passed through; then I helped him. Because of the rustle of the grass, we stopped every few seconds to listen again.

“She’s over this way,” I said and excitedly led the way. We crossed another fence line and continued to follow the sound for more than a hundred yards when, finally, I saw Bonnie lying under a tree looking at me.

“Bonnie! Come here, girl!” I called to her in relief, but she would not come. I looked at Ben, who was equally as puzzled. I quickened my pace.

“Don’t approach too fast,” Ben warned, “she might be injured.” Even though I saw her tail wagging, I heeded his warning.

As I drew close, Bonnie jumped up to greet me, a chain clanking beneath her. “Come quick!” I yelled at Ben, still making his way through the brush. “She’s caught in a trap!”

Ben calmly approached and placed his feet around the small rusty coon trap to steady it while he pried it open, releasing her left front paw. With excitement, Bonnie scratched out a few more yaps and ran around, dangling her injured paw in the air. Meanwhile, Ben pulled the trap and its stake out of the ground so it could do no more harm to other pets.

Relieved, we walked Bonnie to the pickup. Ben put down the tail gate and helped her into the bed of the truck. We drove home slowly so as not to jostle her.

At home I filled a large bowl with water and let her drink all she wanted, but she did not touch food for hours. Ben checked her paw and found no broken bones, while I filled another container with warm saltwater. After soaking her paw for more than thirty minutes, it swelled to three times its normal size. It took more than a week of soaking and applying antibiotic cream, but finally, Bonnie’s paw healed. Now, all that remains is a scar running across her toes.

It has been several years now since the near-fatal incident, but Bonnie still greets me with her irresistible grin.

“Hey, girl, what’s going on?” I ask her.

“Yap, yap, yap!” she responds and lifts her paw for a friendly shake.

Story by Alice Benavides

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