Because I am off on vacation this week – YES AGAIN – I am depending on Fred to send me pictures of the kittens to post. I am HOPING that it works out, but in any case I’ve decided to finally share the rest of my pictures from my trip to New Orleans, so even if the kitten pics don’t work out, you’ll have something to look at.
If y’all want to see the larger versions of these pictures, you’re going to have to haul your cookies over to Flickr because if I have to spend one more minute typing on this [many many many many bad words deleted] iPad, I will feed it to the alligators. BE MORE DIFFICULT, IPAD, IF YOU PLEASE. Edited to add: You can click on any of the pictures to see the full-sized versions.
(Thank you to Fred for taking those lovely pictures.)
New Orleans: Villalobos.
Before we planned this trip, I had honestly never heard of Villalobos Rescue Center, and had only heard of the reality show Pitbulls and Parolees in passing when my sister mentioned it a few times. When we knew we would be in New Orleans, she asked if I wanted to tour the rescue. I was up for it, so that was our main plan for the day after we got there.
Getting there turned out to be a huge issue. Villalobos is located in an area that apparently gives Google Maps fits, and after we drove around in circles for about ten minutes, we turned to whatever GPS system Siri uses, and we finally made it there. Tours start at noon, and that’s what time we got there. We paid and took pictures while we waited for the tour to start.
Edited to add (and thank you to Laura for reminding me) – if you want to tour Villalobos, it costs $50 per person CASH ONLY; kids are free. Volunteers to walk the dogs at 2:30 and 7:30 are always needed. Be sure to double-check their Facebook page to make sure this info has not changed.
Then the tour began. There were about 30 (possibly more) people in our tour. It was led by Earl, who is apparently on the show. My sister was very excited, so I was excited too.
Now, my friends, this is where a more committed blogger would present you with some salient and interesting facts that she learned on the tour. However, since I was at the very back of the tour (which was by choice – there were a lot of fans of the show, and I figured they should get the full informative tour. I thought it would be better to hang back and just take pictures), I didn’t hear a thing Earl had to say. But, confession – even though I was at the very back of the pack and couldn’t hear a word Earl had to say, I would occasionally stand and gaze at him and nod thoughtfully. Because that’s just how I roll.
These outside kennels were very cool – they were a good size, all the dogs had comfy beds and toys to play with, and the ground was pea gravel (I think). Debbie told me that they rake and clean the kennels every day.
I think that fans of the show know who this pup is, but I have no idea. Alls I know is that we clustered around, that child nearly put her hand in the dog’s mouth, and the dog looked at her like “You not as tasty as you think you are, kid.”
Even though I’ve never seen the show and couldn’t really hear anything Earl said, I thought the tour was very neat. It was, of course, especially fun to watch the fans of the show geek out. Their web site claims that the tours are about 20 minutes long, but I’m pretty sure ours was closer to 45 minutes, if not longer. Definitely worth the price!
Sunday afternoon, we had dinner at Tahyo Tavern which is in the French Quarter and is run by – and benefits – Villalobos. It was a good meal, and the tavern was very neat. I wish I’d gotten pictures of the inside.
2016: No entry.
2015: “HI LADY I AM TINY BUT I GOTS BIG LUNGS AND I GOT LOTS AND LOTS TO SAY! HI! HI LADY! HI!”
2014: Throwback Thursday: Mister Boogers.
2013: “I can haz a snuggle?”
2012: “SEE ya.”
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: Y’all love her and you want to see her grow up and you don’t believe I could ever give her up, but y’all say that about AN AWFUL LOT OF THE KITTENS I FOSTER.
2008: Kara birthing babies.
2007: The Litter Robot report
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.