Chris Hammer's Blog
Chris Hammer
- Location
- New York, USA
- Birthday
- December 31
- Title
- www.irvinghouse.org
- Company
- Irving House Animal Sanctuary
- Bio
- Animal rescue has been in my blood from a very early age - it started with field mice when I was eight years old. I housed them in my Barbie dollhouse & fed them bits of bread & cheese.
Today I run Irving House Animal Sanctuary & am dedicated to the rescue & care of abandoned animals. !
Come meet and get to know the animals of Irving House and join with us in our fight to knockout animal abandonment!
www.irvinghouse.org
MY RECENT POSTS
- Murder from above
May 19, 2013 03:44PM - Family Can Be Murder (a new
book by an old friend)
April 08, 2013 09:29PM - Gingersnap Nursery
September 05, 2012 10:24PM - When I Was Little
August 26, 2012 09:17AM - Love
February 13, 2012 07:23PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Elijah, I couldn't agree
more!!
Thank you all
for the kind comments and
ratings. B…”
March 20, 2011 07:57PM - “Thank you FR...as I've
said to you so often before,
you are
doing more an ocean
a…”
October 19, 2010 08:58AM - “FR ~ You flatter me and
I am humbled by you kind
comment.
Thank you.”
September 28, 2010 02:12PM - “Hmmm, Doug, a cloned
me...now there's a frightening
thought!
lol! How about if
I…”
September 10, 2010 02:00PM - “Doug, Kate ~ if I've
made you cry it is only
because you
possess the depth
of com…”
September 10, 2010 01:23PM
Murder from above
Who did in poor Isabelle?
What's the truth hidden in Douglas's texts?
What's the secret hinged in the African Violet?
Do cops and criminals make for strange bedfellows?
Will Jane fit into her skinny jeans?
All these questions, and more, will be answered in the exciting debut novel Famil… Read full post »
Family Can Be Murder (a new book by an old friend)
Hi Friends,
Yep, it's been a while - a long while - and I've missed you!
It's not been time lost though as I've been hard at work on my new book series; Dysorganized Crime Series which will debut with Family Can Be Murder (cover here) at the end of… Read full post »
Gingersnap Nursery
The beds are all soft and cozy for snuggling
And there’s a really nice mommy for lots of cuddling
There’s plenty to eat and toys galore
And there’s even a dog to nap with who snores.
And though I’m fiv+; and others said… Read full post »
When I Was Little
When I was little, all I wanted was to write books and take care of animals. I had no dreams of being a Rockette, a ballerina, a nurse, or a nun. I had no dreams of travelling the world or discovering a cure for some hideous disease.
I went to… Read full post »
Love
Love...it seems of all the over used, and mis-used, words in the English language, this one tops the list.
People love their car, their Kindle, their flat screen. They love the latest movie, restaurant, vacation spot.
I even know people who love the sound of their own voice! But… Read full post »
Carpe Diem!
A senior himself, and fresh from death row, Chicho seemed to have an innate u
I Promise
If you give me a chance to live, love and play I promise to pay you back in a thousand different ways! I'll lick your face and I'll give you my paw and I promise not to go wee-wee on your nice clean floor. I'm really a nice boy but I'm scared here and confused and I… Read full post »
Table for One
As I prepare to turn fifty in just a week's time, I am most struck by how dramatically my views on life have changed, and while I could easily go on at length in vain attempt to explain, I believe a younger woman put it best last evening....
I was dining… Read full post »
Rocky's on the Ropes
Have you ever been accused of something not your fault? Sucks, right? Rocky thinks so. He's a four year old hound mix rescued from life as a bait dog and put into a home where he was mistreated and forced to fight back. Now he's back at the shelter convicted of a crime he didn't… Read full post »
Imagine
Imagine being all alone in this world with no one to comfort you when you are scared and cold...
Imagine your days left to the streets to roam with sticks and stones hurled at your bones…
Imagine having no one to love and no home of your own…
Imagine if… Read full post »
Stone Pillows
I was born on the streets of New York, literally, and was one of nine, coming sixth in the line-up. I never knew my father, none of us did. He didn’t stick around and to be honest I can’t be sure we each h… Read full post »
Bed-hopping
I’m pretty ordered when it comes to most things. I like the remote next to the television, I like the dishes put away after washing not left in the drainboard for days on end, and I like the lights to be out and the covers not look like two sumo wrestlers… Read full post »
Menopause Among the Mini-paws
I’m usually not a big fan of change, probably why I’ve lived in the same apartment for eleven years, but the change of life as my grandmother called it is one I’m pretty much looking forward to. Those pesky hot flashes will be a warm welcome against the New York cold/… Read full post »
A Feather In My Teeth
Barbaric though it might seem the fact of the matter is that cats hunt. Whether bringing down a zebra on the open plains of the African wild or a sparrow among the wildflowers of the grassy backyard it is instinctive for cats to hunt. Be it for survival or sport or… Read full post »
Champions and Winners
My fourteen year old niece lost out on getting a medal for swimming despite her relentless efforts and was absolutely crushed. My brother, in effort to console her as she watched all her friends get the coveted award, assured her she was indeed a champion to him to wit she replied… Read full post »
A Lion's Heart
He was wrongly convicted and jailed and though he was greatly afraid for his fate he never lost heart.
Many say that I rescued him in how I fought for his release but truthfully it was he who rescued me. He opened my eyes to a world he still recognized… Read full post »
Full of Poop
I was raised to believe that life was what you made of it. If you didn’t like something about your life, you didn’t whine about it, you got up off your ass and did something to change it. This philosophy applied, of course, to everything except marriage. Once you’d made that/… Read full post »
Catsablanca
I am a long time devotee of film noir, the classic black and white films of eras long gone. The most significant and most memorable lines of all movie time have come from those dark classics. “Last night, I dreamt I went to Manderley again/” “Fasten your seatbelts, it’s… Read full post »
Whiskey and Whiskers
I drink. There I’ve said it. The secret is out. Not that I’m about to get up at the podium and take the pledge at some Bill W. support group meeting but for all who wonder how I get through weeks of hisses, growls and various acts of defiance by any/… Read full post »
The Great Divide
I live in a second story walk up, entirely landlocked with the nearest highest peak being the newly constructed monstrous mansion of a house on the corner and the closest body of water being the harbor beach five miles away, yet I can state with all honesty that I live within… Read full post »
Cool Cat
A funny thing happened getting out of the shower…the heat kicked on. Strange, I thought, that the heat should kick on especially since I’d turned the thermostat way down with the sudden mid-Spring heat wave when the delightful NY temp’s soared past ninety! Okay, sure, temp’s… Read full post »
Tiny Terror
“Come quick, there’s an emergency at mommy’s.” Not the words I’d want to hear on any given day but considering that my mother had just gotten home from major surgery they really weren’t words I wanted to hear.
My sister sounded out of breath and frazzled and… Read full post »
Finally Cool
Last night I went to my brother’s house to hear my niece read her sixth grade English report entitled ‘When I Grow Up’. I wasn’t sure why this rendition of composition English couldn’t have waited until the weekend when I actually had time to invest in the recitation but… Read full post »
Love On Line
It’s an internet world, everything is done on line. We shop on line, we buy movie tickets on line, we find old friends on line and we date on line. My last remaining single girlfriend recently met the love of her life on line. She persuaded me to join. I was… Read full post »
F is for Frog
Unlike most of my friends, I liked high school. I liked my teachers and I did well in my classes. Not that I was a genius or anything, I just liked learning new things and most of my classes came easy to me. Except math but I’m not sure math comes… Read full post »
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