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Members of The Pivot Rock Fund board of directors.
Drawing by Craig Knitt, Boys and Girls Club of Green Bay,
January 2020.
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Alek arrived in the spring of 2019 from the Happily Ever After
shelter. (Apparently he crossed many state lines to get here
from Corpus Christi TX.) Smart, affectionate, wanting to please,
and only half the minimum age I had in mind. Alek had to start
his term on the board of The Pivot Rock Fund as an intern.
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Buddy Dog arrived in 2005. He had been rescued and
treated by Neil Rechsteiner the year before. Buddy
had been dropped off with an injured leg which had
to be wired. Neil's plan had been to give Buddy to
his daughter; when that didn't work out we became
the second choice. Buddy lived through of all 2019
but after 14 years his internal organs failed.
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Area: deepwoods
Face: W
Comment: snow man with buddy
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Area: river_treasureisland
Face: E
Comment: west opening, east channel, Treasure Island
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Buffy Dog was reportedly given up to the animal shelter by
a Catholic priest because she barked too much, embarassing
the parish. She never barked excessively when she was with
me, so that can't be right. The real reason has to be that
she was asking to be transferred into my care.
I got her after moving back to finish college in Green Bay
and she went with me to Madison, Rib Mountain, and Madison.
She enjoyed long walks up Rib Mountain and through rural
Fitchburg.
Buffy converted my mother to liking dogs and she became a
favorite of almost everyone including her vet Dennis Nyren.
In 1983 she succumbed to heartworm.
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Fluffy Angel Kitty has an extra name because of her
convoluted life history. Her previous owners called
her Kitty, though her real name was supposed to have
been Angel. I thought her long, soft, white hair
could only belong to a Fluffy. She arrived in 2012
as a refugee from an apoptotic home. Coming to a new
house with a new, big dog and an extra cat was not
really what she wanted and at first she hid in the
basement. Gradually we enticed Fluffy to expand her
range to the bedroom (where the cat food is normally
dispensed) and the bathroom (with sometimes running
water) and the upstairs (which was almost her own
private space) and so on. Fluffy was an indoor only
Kitty ... until she saw Wheatley having fun outside
and decided to become a little bit more adventurous.
Then Fluffy taught Wheatley how to slip out of the

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As soon as I moved to Escanaba I went to the shelter to find
a dog. The woman suggested that I consider a large, colliesque
beast that had been given up by a family. We walked around the
parking lot and looked at my truck and when the woman asked,
"Should I put him back in the kennel now?" I said, "No." He
had some paperwork but I couldn't read his name, so I tried
out a series of possibilities until he said, roughly, good
enough; stick with Joshua.
Escanaba is a small city and we walked all over it, so it is
not surprising that eventually we walked past a couple of boys
who were part of Joshua's old family. The boys came regularly
to visit Joshua. I learned that their parents had been sent to
jail for stealing from the Republican Party, their older
brother had also been in trouble. The dissolution of that

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icons/dir.png Directory: Pepper
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Pepper was a yupper and yuppers have a certain reputation,
intelligence-wise. My friend Travis and his grandparents
helped me pick him out at the Iron Mountain animal shelter.
It soon became clear that Pepper was not the smartest of
my pets and eventually I told him, "I'm going to teach you
to be cute, because that's all you've got going for you."
I may have exaggerated, but he did learn to be cute and a
lot of people noticed. (That is, when they could see him.
One time we were walking at night a a surprised woman
said, "You can't even see him in the dark." I said, "His
hair is so black you can't see him well even in the day.")
Pepper did have one impressive skill, however. When you
threw a stick for him, even in the middle of the woods,
he would always bring back that stick back to you. Never
did he give up and never would he substitute.

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Rainbow Ruby was an old dog with a systemic infection. I
found her in the Manitowoc animal shelter and she lasted
about 10 months. Ruby was a beautiful and inventive dog
but her illness limited her. Before my parents moved to
assisted living, Ruby and I would walk the mile to their
house nearly every day. She loved to go, but she could
only manage to move at about 2 miles per hour. She loved
the woods but couldn't climb the river banks, so she would
have to walk upstream or down to search out a more gentle
crossing place. On her last day, Ruby asked for one final
walk around the block. She made it, but collapsed in our
driveway and gently passed away.
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Skippy was my first dog. My father found him when I was in
second grade. The mother of the family that had adopted him
turned out to be allergic. Skippy was just a puppy at the
time and we fed him Cheerios until he graduated to dog food.
My mother agreed to letting me have a dog only if he stayed
outside. He was never allowed in the house except when he
went straight to the basement for a bath. My dad built an
insulated doghouse which we moved inside the garage for the
winters.
When I was a high school senior, Skippy went to the woods
with my parents and was hit by a car along with the neighbor
dog.
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Smokey Cat was a wanderer. In February a kitten wandered
into our yard and met Joshua Dog (who spoke Cat). Joshua
insisted that we adopt the little fellow, who had even
walked around the block with us one morning. Smokey never
lost the wanderlust and so he had lots of adventures some
of which are recorded in the Cat Tales.
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Smokey would even travel to the woods with us. He didn't
like the ride, but he enjoyed exploring and camping in
the woods. When Wheatley came in 2002, Smokey undertook
teaching the new cat to catch mice, which they proudly
brought into the house to show me, and they enjoyed each
other for about 3 years.
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Tiger Kitten was owned by a boy across the street
whose mother turned out to be allergic to cats. She
was a wonderful little cat, but when being spayed
she proved to be hemophiliac. Despite the vet's
efforts she didn't survive the operation. She was
only with me long enough for me to miss her badly
when she was gone.
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In 2002, Wheatley Cat was given to me as a kitten by
Travis, Molly, and Tracie (to shake me out of missing
Tiger). Wheatley was a shoulder cat for many years and
became a mouser to compete with Smokey. I named him for
his coat color. I thought the fur might be the color of
barley but I was worried I'd mispronounce it as Barf-ly.
Instead I settled on wheat color; mispronouced that
would come out Sweetly. (My neighbor told me later that
a previous owner of our house was also named Wheatley.)
Wheatley lived for just over 20 years, outlasting a few
dogs.

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