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Sal was on patrol in Prospect Park when another officer noticed this scared female boxer tied to a chair. She was thin, with a horrible rash around her neck where her collar was. Her previous owner must have had her tied up all the time. She was barking, so the officer went over and gave her a plate of food and water which she happily gulped down. When Sal came over to pet her, she jumped and licked his face. Sal paraded her around the park and announcements were made asking for her owner to come and get her. To no avail. After his tour was over, he called me and told me he was bringing another dog home. We were a little concerned, since we already had another rescue named Max, and were worried if they would get along.
Once home we put Daisy in the back yard and introduced her to Max. Right off she went to attack him. We felt horrible but we didn't want to put Max in a bad situation, so we immediately made phone calls to see if we could get her a home. A lot of people seemed interested, because she was a full breed, but I became very suspicious that people were only looking to breed her for financial gain. During these phone calls Daisy would jump on us and lick our faces, as if to say "NO! Please! Give me another shot! I want to stay here!"
So we looked at each other and decided to try once more to bring out Max and see what happened. Max came out and Daisy and him started playing and chasing each other through the yard. And we knew right then and there that she wasn't going anywhere. She was our new girl.
He was on Craigslist - twice. His story begins at our local shelter. He had been there a while and his stay was coming to an end, because who wants a senior dog (12 yrs)? A very nice young woman saw him every time she went there looking for a new friend. When she asked about him and learned his fate, she couldn't say no to adopting him. After a few months, it looked like this was not the right home for him. She didn't want to bring him back to the shelter as is their policy, because he most likely would have been put down. So, she posted an ad on Craigslist. I ignored this first ad (I already have 3 dogs). He was taken in by some people who had a dog. But, when he wasn't getting along with their dog they brought him back and tied him to their door because they were not home (this was January in Wisconsin!) So, another ad on Craigslist. I didn't ignore it this time. I had to know his story. I saw him and decided to take a chance on a little, old dog. I knew I would have to practice patience during this transition and it paid off. He is right where he is supposed to be. I didn't think I could love an old, adopted dog as much as I love Cisco.
It is because of Cisco's courage and the love and laughter he has brought to my home that I was inspired to volunteer at a no-kill shelter.
Well we knew we wanted a dog and we also knew that rescue dogs needed a home more than anything. We looked and looked and one day we we went to Cedar Rapids Ia animal shelter. And there was "Molly" she called out to us right away. Our oldest daughter was estatic! She said can we name her Rubella after a little giggle we explained to her what that was and so she said how about Bella? That was alot better. Well it was memorial day weekend 2008 so we had to leave her until that tuesday so they could get everything in order and make her pretty. So come tuesday we had a new member of our family. About three weeks later the floods of 2008 came and completely destroyed the shelter where she was at. I mean they were taking animals out on boats. It was bad! So I like to think of ourselves as her guardian angels. I can't even imagine what would have happened if we had not adopted her. She is the most awesome dog we could ever ask for and she loves her mom dad and sisters. We can't imagine life without her!!
MR. BOJANGLES CAME IN TO THE ANIMAL SHELTER ON NOVEMBER 28TH. HE WAS AN OLD CAT...AND I MEAN OLD. HE COULD HARDLY WALK, HAD ONLY A FEW TEETH, AND WAS PRETTY BONEY.
I KNEW THE OWNER WOULD BE PUTTING HIM TO SLEEP AFTER HIS 7 DAYS WERE UP IF NOBODY CLAIMED HIM, BECAUSE HE WOULD THINK THAT MR. BOJANGLES WAS "UNADOPTABLE".
I VOLUNTEERED ON SUNDAY LIKE NORMAL. MR. BOJANGLES WASN'T DOING VERY WELL. HE WAS LIMPING, SHAKING AND NOT EATING MUCH. I HELD HIM FOR A WHILE, BUT KNEW IN MY HEART HE WASN'T GOING TO MAKE IT TOO LONG ANYMORE.
I TOLD THE OWNER THAT WE SHOULD PUT MR. BOJANGLES TO SLEEP ON MONDAY. HE WAS SUFFERING AND IT WASN'T FAIR TO HIM.
I CRIED A LITTLE WHEN NOBODY SAW ME, AND I HELD MR. BOJANGLES A COUPLE MORE TIMES....GIVING HIM SMOOCHIES AND TELLING HIM I WAS SORRY.
WHILE I WAS CLEANING, A MAN AND HIS DAUGHTER CAME IN AND SAID THEY WERE LOOKING FOR THEIR CAT. THEY SAW IT ONLINE AND THOUGHT IT MIGHT BE THEIRS.
ALL OF A SUDDEN THE GIRL STARTED TO CRY..."OH MY GOD, IT'S CHUBBO!" I THOUGHT SHE WAS TALKING ABOUT THE CAT BELOW MR. BOJANGLES-BUT NO! SHE WAS TALKING ABOUT MR. BOJANGLES! SHE TOLD ME THAT SHE HAD TO GIVE HER CATS AWAY A COUPLE MONTHS AGO AND THAT HE WAS ONE OF THEM. SHE SAID IT WAS VERY HARD TO GIVE HIM AWAY, BECAUSE HE WAS 15 YEARS OLD. I WAS SO HAPPY I STARTED TO CRY. I TOLD HER SHE COULD JUST TAKE HIM HOME FOR NO FEE.
CHUBBO WENT HOME FOR CHRISTMAS...I DON'T CARE IF I GET ANYTHING FOR CHRISTMAS NOW....
Jez (Jezebelle), the day we brought her home from Anti-Cruelty in July of 2008. She was one of over 740, (yes I said OVER 740) dogs rescued from a puppy mill in Tennessee.(Google "puppy mill Tennessee 2008")
She had no concept of grass, stairs, or even how to drink water from a bowl. They estimate that she was 3 yrs old at the time we got her, and had already had a few litters of puppies by that time. If I could just get my hands around the neck of that Witch that had her.......
But, on a brighter note, the WITCH that ran that mill....... she got TEN YEARS in jail with a 100% serve time and is to have no contact with ANY kind of animal for the rest of her miserable days! Karma is sweet ! How does it feel for YOU to be in a cage WITCH !
The one thing I wanted for a high school graduation present was a puppy. I also wanted it to be a rescue from the humane society because I knew I could give the dog a good home. Bailey came a little early in March of 2008. The puppy room at the shelter was completely full and Bailey was the only one who didn't have a hold on her. The reason.. she had been attacked by another dog when she was just eight weeks. She had spent the last four weeks in the hospital and had lost her eye because of the attack. I guess she wasn't pretty enough to be adopted. Well that changed when I saw her. She was really scared and had been through a lot already and needed a best friend. I got her that day. Since she only has one eye she does run into doors sometimes when she turns and can't see but other than that she is the perfect dog. She loves to play ball and run around. She is scared of new things and new people but that is to be expected. She has given me so much already and I've only had her for two years.
This is Julia. She was my foster kitten who asked to stay. She joined Mia, my first foster kitten who is still with me.
We already had a cat, a 12 year old cranky curmudgeon named Teo. I was getting ready to go back to school and was worried that he would be lonely. My husband and I discussed getting a second cat but were never completely sure of it. One day I wandered into PetSmart and checked out the cats. There was a cat that looked exactly like Teo and I asked to see him. He was very sweet, very cute and only a year old. That's when I spotted a large, black cat.
Knowing that black cats are the last to be adopted I asked to see him. He was large, over 10 pounds and very active. I liked him and asked several questions about him. It turned out he had been a long-term resident. The next day I brought my husband to see the cat and said cat promptly attacked him. The third day we came to talk to the shelter manager and we suddenly found ourselves signing papers to adopt him. They even knocked $50 off the adoption price.
Six months later Pluto has become a part of our family. He's 2 and very active, very playful. There were many times in the first few months we nearly sent him back - he loved to attack our heads, feet, anything. . My husband refers to him as "a true cat burglar." He will carefully watch to make sure he's in the clear, grab his prey with his paw, pop it in his mouth and run. He drives his roommate batty by dive-bombing him and if he's upset with his he'll run behind and grab our ankles with his paw. There isn't a day that goes by that I'm glad I walked in there and glad I gave him a chance.
Well my other dog sammy died of cancer. So 3 weeks go by husband wanted a dog again. So we went to the mspca and found remi so we adopted her. I called my sister to tell her she said her boyfriend took my nephew to mspca 3 weeks before we went to see other dogs to get over sammy being gone. I told her we found this dog remi to adopt and she said that my nephew was wondering who was going to take her home. how is that we have her now she loves us so much and my nephew was glad we took her home. God was telling us something.
In October 1997, my birthday was near and I told my then husband I wanted a dog for my birthday. I work for my local police department and asked the animal control officer what kind of dogs they had in the shelter. She began telling me about this really cute female lab mix that would be a perfect addition to someone's family. We visited the shelter the next day and that's when we met Wizzer. He was very excited about being loose from his cage, hence the name. We agreed to take the female lab but something kept drawing me back to Wizzer's cage. He just sat there looking at me with those big brown eyes and that cute freckle face nose, so we told the animal shelter to place a hold on him as well. We lived in an apartment and Wizzer was well over the pound limit but we were determined to find him a forever home. No sooner did we get home there was a message on the machine stating the female's parents came and claimed her right after we had left the shelter. I still marvel at the intervention that day as Wizzer was scheduled to be put down that next morning. He was my fur child and my best friend for 13 years and sadly passed from liver cancer on August 10, 2010. I tell everyone he was the best $20 I ever spent. I still miss him terribly and love him more than anything. Pound puppies are the best!
Haltom City, TX