Catalina Forero Ruiz

Periodista de música. Editora. Javeriana. Opiniones personales.

[Revista Semana @RevistaSemana]

En SEMANA, la senadora del Partido Alianza Verde, Andrea Padilla, entregó detalles de su proyecto de ley para crear un fondo de protección animal en Colombia, que funcionaría desde el Gobierno nacional. https://t.co/f0wz5K9jDc

[Luis Rincón Arguello 🇨🇴 @Rincon001A]

Bueno hoy Almacenes ARA merece toda la publicidad gratuita del mundo !

Esto que hicieron en Neiva en el almacén del Barrio Ipanema es digno de aplausos y reconocimiento, hasta uniformes tienen estos peluditos que hoy gozan de amor y alimento

Por más como ellos 🥂

[Andrea Padilla Villarraga 🪽🐾 @andreanimalidad]

🚩 Hoy en reunión con la ministra @AnaVesga_G @MinSaludCol

1️⃣ Revisión de las resoluciones sobre el manejo de medicamentos de control, por obstáculos al ejercicio veterinario y afectaciones a la salud de los animales 💉👩🏻‍⚕️👨🏻‍⚕️

2️⃣ ¿Es posible incluir en el esquema de vacunación nacional la pentavalente 🐶 y la triplefelina 🐱? ¡A revisarlo!

3️⃣ Apoyo técnico y presupuestal para la sustitución de los vehículos de tracción animal 🐴🩺 ¡La respuesta es SÍ! 🙏🏻🫂

4️⃣ Diálogo con las secretarias de salud de todo el país para sensibilizarlas frente al programa nacional #EsterilizarSalva que empezará a implementarse 🐱🐶🐾

5️⃣ Y un quinto que aún no les cuento 🐮❤️🫣

☀️ ¡Qué berraquera una servidora pública decente, atenta, propositiva, afectuosa y comprometida hasta el alma con la protección animal! 💪🏻🫂 ¡Gracias Ministra!

@carlossuarezr @ABDELAESPRIELLA

[Queen Bee @KingBobIIV]

I have always hated cats. Never had one, never wanted one, my parents hated them, I assumed this was simply one of those sensible family traditions that would be passed down through the generations.

Then my son wanted a cat.

So we got Winston.

Obviously the child’s enthusiasm for feeding, cleaning up after and generally tending to Winston lasted approximately eleven minutes, and I became staff. Except staff are paid.
Winston therefore decided he liked me. Well, "liked" is doing a lot of heavy lifting. He tolerated my existsnce.I did not like Winston. We had a perfectly satisfactory commercial arrangement: I provided food, he stopped screaming at me like a tiny furry crack addict.

Then my eldest moved out and LEFT HIM HERE.

So now I’m permanently living with an aggressive domestic abuser who wakes me up demanding breakfast, follows me around shouting, insists on affection and then, when affection is provided, attacks me because apparently I have administered it incorrectly.

Then my little girl wanted a kitten.

“It’s a boy,” I was assured.

Excellent. James.

James is not a boy.

By the time we discovered this, James had been James for too long and nobody could think of another name, so she is now officially James Not James, or JNJ for texting purposes.

And somehow, without anyone consulting me, I have become a CAT PERSON.

Tonight Winston and James Not James are both lying on top of me and I’m trapped in a position last seen during the floor routine at the 1984 Olympics. I need a wee (possibly a fart (Im not taking any chances at mt age without a Tenna Lady)). My leg has gone dead. I think I’ve lost circulation to one arm. I cannot move because apparently disturbing either of them would constitute a war crime.

And, annoyingly, I love the little bastards.

WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?

Bob is my dog. Bob and I are soulmates. Bob has principles.
Bob "claims" he hates cats.

Except I’ve caught Bob asleep in bed with them, so Bob is apparently a collaborator. A double agent. I have been betrayed.

I am now outnumbered by three furry freeloaders, none of whom contribute financially, all of whom occupy my furniture, two of whom shit in boxes inside my house, and one of whom openly assaults me.

There must be an Ombudsman for this.

The Feline Complaints Commission?

Cats Ofcom? Catchment?

A tribunal?

I’d like to speak to whoever is in charge because this is absolutely not what I signed up for.

Exhibit A

[ClaudiaJulietaDuque @JulieDuque1]

A un mes del terremoto, encuentran vivo a un gatito. La familia lo buscó hasta hace poco, y hoy, tímidamente, él se asomó en medio de la velatón en la cra 8a con calle 13 💛♥️

[Noticias RCN @NoticiasRCN]

#Noticia | Tras el terremoto del pasado 10 de agosto, más de 3.000 animales rescatados siguen buscando a sus familias. Otros, esperan una segunda oportunidad. https://t.co/WEteyqdtjf

[CataPatiño C.🇨🇴 🚀 @catapatino]

Que tal esta ternura...en esa tienda en Bogotá tienen una rutina cada mañana antes de abrir, alimentar a los perritos de la calle🐾🐶🙏🏻.

"Cuidar a los animales no es un acto de caridad, es un acto de humanidad".

[Huelva Información @huelva_info]

🐶 Lola fue secuestrada en Isla Canela la Nochebuena de 2024. Durante casi dos años, María la buscó por todas partes, soportó falsas pistas, estafas y llamadas crueles, pero nunca dejó de pronunciar su nombre. Casi dos años después, ha regresado a casa.

https://t.co/szlTWuJcIl

[The Ricky Gervais Clips @gervaisclips]

"If you enjoy seeing an animal terrified or in pain, you are a cunt." - Ricky Gervais

[OSWALDO CORTES @oswaldoaves]

Mientras el bogotano promedio ignora la riqueza de sus humedales, un grupo de daneses viaja miles de kilómetros solo para esto. 🇩🇰✈️🇨🇴
No vinieron por palomas ni copetones; vinieron a buscar lo único, lo nuestro: la Tingua Bogotana (Rallus semiplumbeus), una joya endémica.
Ellos valoran nuestra biodiversidad y ecosistemas más que nosotros mismos. ¡Qué gran lección de aprecio por nuestra naturaleza!

"Welcome to Colombia! Showing the endemic wonders to our friends from Denmark.

!Un honor guiarlos! @DKAmbColombia 🇩🇰
@Bogota_Turismo
@bogotabirding

[Noticias Caracol @NoticiasCaracol]

#Colombia | Nueva ruta para denuncias por maltrato animal: alcaldes y autoridades tendrán mayores obligaciones

https://t.co/tzs2MFR3ji

[Tucker Budzyn @tuckerbudzyn]

Thank you all so much ❤️

[Tucker Budzyn @tuckerbudzyn]

Giving Todd the extra love and attention he deserves ❤️

[QueenMother👸🏻 @QueenMother1976]

Some high school kids were talking and said “No way Gen X wrote 10-page papers without AI.”

Oh, honey.

We wrote them without reading the book…the night before they were due…by hand and in cursive.

We are not the same.

[Maldita Summer @MalditaSummer]

Nos quitaron las tarjetas de memoria y nos hicieron pagar por almacenamiento. Nos quitaron los CD y DVD y nos hicieron pagar por streaming. Nos quitaron el software que podías comprar una vez y lo convirtieron en una suscripción mensual. Nos quitaron la propiedad, la conveniencia y básicamente todo lo que solía ser una compra única… y luego, de alguna manera, nos hicieron pagar por ello todos los meses.

[Andrea Padilla Villarraga 🪽🐾 @andreanimalidad]

Tras un año de ruegos… ¡Salió la Ruta Nacional de Atención al Maltrato Animal, lo que exigirá que alcaldes y autoridades dejen de hacerse los de la vista gorda❗️

Viva la #LeyAngel❗️Vivan las leyes útiles❗️

🤝 Gracias presidente @ABDELAESPRIELLA @infopresidencia y ministros @fabio_arjona @AnaVesga_G @MinAgricultura @elsanoguerabaq @DNP_Colombia @carlossuarezr

🫵 ¡Ahora…. A exigir su cumplimiento! Los animales se protegen con acciones! ✊

[José Daniel López @lopezjosedaniel]

Lo que me encontré hoy en Bogotá. Entre todos podemos crear una ciudad con vibra 💛❤️

[𝗦𝗘𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗢 𝘈 𝘝𝘖𝘊𝘌𝘚 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗔 @ruidiaz_ddhh]

🚨ATENCIÓN— SE PERDIÓ MOTAS ‼️ por el barrio Quirigua en Bogotá cerca al Colegio Miguel Antonio Caro. Todos y todas estar atentos y colaborar en su búsqueda
Video: https://t.co/X6SNoI2LgA

[MARIA CASANOVA🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 @MARIACA49946720]

Genial.

[DE GOLDSMITH🪙🪙🪙⭐ ⭐⭐ @vickervics9]

This was filmed last Monday morning at Veterinary Clinic in Richmond, Virginia.
The officer is Sergeant Paul Greer. He's 44 years old with the Richmond Police Department.
The dog is a nine-year-old German Shepherd named Kodak. Paul's K9 partner for eight years.
Paul and Kodak were paired when Kodak was fourteen months old. They went through sixteen weeks of handler training together in Chesterfield County. They worked patrol, search operations, and community events together for eight consecutive years. Paul estimates they logged more than eleven thousand hours on duty together.
Kodak retired from active service fourteen months ago when his health began declining. He went home with Paul, as K9 partners typically do when they retire. Paul converted the back bedroom into a dog room. Kodak slept on a memory foam bed beside Paul's side of the bed.
Over the past several months, Kodak's condition worsened gradually. His mobility declined. His appetite became inconsistent. Paul's veterinarian, Dr. Sarah Malone, had been monitoring Kodak carefully through regular visits and was honest with Paul each time about what she was seeing.
Last Sunday evening, Paul sat with Kodak on the back porch for a long time. He called Dr. Malone afterward.
The appointment was Monday morning at nine.
Paul wore his uniform. He told his wife he wasn't sure why, exactly. It just felt right. Like Kodak had always known him in it. Dr. Malone and her technician gave Paul as much time as he needed. He sat on the clinic floor with Kodak in his arms for a long time before Dr. Malone prepared anything.
Paul's wife stood in the corner filming quietly. She knew Paul would want to remember it.
Paul was holding Kodak close, talking to him quietly, when Kodak did something that made everyone in the room go still.
Kodak lifted both front paws. Slowly. With great effort. And placed them on Paul's shoulders.
He held on.
Paul pulled Kodak closer and pressed his face into Kodak's neck. Neither of them moved.
Dr. Malone paused. Stood completely still. Her technician stepped back.
The room was completely quiet.
Paul stayed there holding Kodak for a long time after that.
Dr. Malone told us: "In twenty-two years of practice, I have never paused during a procedure. I paused Monday morning. That dog raised those paws with everything he had left. That was not a reflex. That was a goodbye. And I wasn't going to rush it."
Paul's department honored Kodak with a formal tribute on Tuesday. A post on the department's community page has been shared over forty thousand times.
Paul told the department chaplain: "Eight years on the street together. Through everything. And at the very end, when he could barely move, he lifted his paws and held on. He was telling me it was okay.
That we were okay. I'll carry that for the rest of my life."
*Some partnerships are bigger than the job. Some goodbyes carry more love than any words ever could.”