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Sugar Gliders, Athena, age 7, and buddy, Bull, age 9, share their New Town home with companion, Max Pfannebecker.  Though native to Australia, Athena and Bull were bred locally by Highland Sugar Gliders in Smithfield. In the wild, gliders live in colonies of a dozen or more and even as pets their good health requires company of their own species--hence this happy two-some. 

 

While they may look like flying squirrels and can “fly” similarly; unlike squirrels, sugar gliders are marsupials, mammals whose offspring are born incompletely developed and are carried and suckled in their mother’s belly pouch until maturity. They’re very active and affectionate and like to snuggle up in hoodie pockets. Their fur is very soft like a chinchilla.

 

They eat mostly fruits and vegetables with a homemade glider food that adds other essential vitamins, minerals, and proteins. Sugar gliders, much like a dog or cat, live 12 to 15 years.

I took this photo of my cat, Lilas, last night. She was helping me complete my online leadership training required of my employer. She was truly intent on absorbing the new knowledge.  

My name is Bailey Stetler and I am a combination beagle and Tennessee walker. I now live with my mommy and daddy on Rollison drive. Before I was rescued three years ago, I spent some time at Heritage humane society. It’s hard for me to remember my life before the Stetler’s, but I’m told I never lived in a house. Never even walked with a leash.

My mommy Susan, had lost a sweet beagle called Molly a year before...and she said she only wanted a five pound dog if she ever got another dog. That she was tired of big heavy dogs. Well, I knew I weighed more than five pounds.....more like 55 pounds!! So, I had to pour on the charm... .and
it worked... and soon I was a member of the family. What a good life I have had these past three years....lots of walks, and plenty of great food. Maybe too much. Possibly I should call Oprah or Marie Osmond?. I somehow knew that these people would love me and give me the best home a dog could ask for. I hang out a lot with my mommy because I never know when she’ll be going to the kitchen....more food for me!!! Recently my mommy had an accident on the porch when my daddy wasn’t home, and she called for me. Only, she must have hit her head because she called me Lassie. I asked her,” who is Lassie ?” Just another fun day here at the Stetler home. My daddy says that I am the perfect dog for them...I never bark, I sleep good, and I take long naps. And you can see from my picture that my favorite place is under the kitchen table looking and begging for food from my mommy. Its a wonderful life !!