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These two wonderful animals were rescued by my wife recently and have become a very important part of the family. They were rescued from a bad situation here in San Diego along with more than 60 other dogs that had been taken in by a lady that obviously had gotten in way over her head trying to do the Boxer Rescue here. After they were released for adoption the wife spent many hours pairing different dogs and finally settled on these two young ladies. The immediately became best buddies and have added new meaning to our lives!! Bella (white) and Latte.
I found my puppy at petfinder.com. She was a pup squad puppy who had been rescued just before she was going to be put down. I am so thankful to pup squad for saving Sandy. She is now my constant companion and shadow as she follows me around the house. She has definitely made my life happier.
Torque was brought to the Hide-E-Hole Ferret Rescue as an alternative to being put down. He was returned to the pet store 5 times and was not considered adoptable. He had been mistreated and was an aggressive biter as a result. He was terrified of people and painfully bit anyone who tried to touch him. I fostered him to see if he could be tamed enough to be adopted from the shelter. He was very defensive at first, but with some gentle reprimands for the defensive biting behavior and lots of unconditional love he slowly transformed from a terrified, biting ferret into a happy, docile ferret. Now he can even be trusted to play gently with children! He turned into such a sweetheart I decided to keep him instead of giving him back to the shelter for adoption. He is a fantastically fun and loving companion who brightens every day. Torque's proof that persistent unconditional love can thoroughly rehabilitate even the most feral and vehement creature!
My husband & I have always been advocates of adopting shelter animals & Simba is our 2nd pound puppy.
Around Easter, our first shelter dog, Sassy, passed away, & she is still missed by both of us very much. Time passed & we both thought it would be nice to have a dog again. We visited the shelter after work almost every day to see if there was a dog there we would like.
The 2nd time we visited the shelter, we saw a couple of possibilities. We were getting ready to leave when a dog caught my husband's eye. We asked to see the puppy and it was instant love! We found later that Simba had to be surrendered by his owners, who were dog breeders & they had too many dogs to take care of due to the breeder's health. We could tell by Simba's condition that he wasn't cared for as he should be. His coat was a matted mess & he was hungry. We took Simba home, fed him, and bathed him & gave him some toys to chew.
We've had Simba for over 6 months now & he has been a joy to have! We've never trained a puppy before so it was a learning experience for both Simba and I. There have been time when we thought, why did we adopt Simba, but eventually we got to know & love each other. We've truely bonded & to think that we almost passed up on Simba!
In April of 2008, my daughter Charlotte and I spent her Spring Break in Vieques, Puerto Rico, visiting a friend.
We were surprised to see what a tough time dogs had. There were so many stray dogs running around -- some mangy or tick-covered, many hungry or injured, but all with the same sweet nature and gentleness.
On the second day of our visit, we were walking along the boardwalk and saw a sweet little dog ahead, standing politely beside a man who was sleeping on a stone bench. As we got closer, the little dog's tail began to wag wildly and we could see his adorable face and beautiful golden eyes. We were smitten.
We patted him on the head but walked on, thinking he belonged to the sleeping man. It turns out he did not belong to anyone, and we saw him again later that day. Our friend Katy called the local shelter to ask about him. They knew him since someone had brought him in, where he was neutered and vaccinated. He was heart worm positive, they said. They had to put him back out on the street because of a lack of space, but they loved him. We loved him too.
Fast forward two years and Pippin (named after the littlest Hobbit) is a beloved member of our family. Pippin came through the heart worm treatments like a champ and is a healthy, happy part of our lives. He learned to play with toys, fetch a ball, and sleep under the covers with me.
I'm writing this in hopes I can bring attention to the wonderful work of the Vieques Humane Society (http://www.viequeshs.org). Without their excellent care, Pippin and many dogs like him wouldn't have a chance. And thank you, TARS, for all that you do!
We saw online that a litter of kittens had been abandoned in a parking lot. We went to the shelter, planning on adopting a certain one. When we got there, all four kittens were playing together in a cage. When we reached in to pick the one up that we planned on adopting, Roxy came running to be picked up. As soon as she was in my arms she crawled her way up to rest her head right under my chin, then gave a big sigh. She knew she was home and so did we! She has been our sunshine ever since!
A few months after our 13 year old Claudius had to be put down with cancer, I was at the vet's office to get shots for our toy poodles. In a huge cage in the vet's waiting room sat a tiny replica of my cat, screaming for attention. The owner of the litter had despaired at finding homes for the last two kittens, a male and a female, and figured tossing the 5 week olds out a car window would be the answer. Fortunately, they ended up at our vet's office. An earlier client had taken the female kitten and here sat this little boy demanding attention. Shocked at seeing the newborn version of my Claudius when the family was still grieving his loss, I resisted the temptation to scoop him right up. But when the vet told me how that tiny guy had ended up in their care, I took him home ! Five years later, Milo is frequently called Claudius by accident because we're totally convinced..."he's back !" Sharing our home and affection with three hand-me-down dogs, Milo fits right in. It's like he'd never left.
After Toby chose me at a shelter adoption event, he adjusted quickly and then we fostered a couple litters of motherless kittens. I did the feeding, Toby played with, socialized, nuzzled, loved and instructed the tiny kitties. When they were old enough to return to the shelter for shots, spay/neuter, and their own adoptions,Toby was a sorry feline. He meowed, searched the house and acted listless. Finally, I got the message,Toby wanted a kitten of his own–for keeps! A call to the shelter quickly brought Sissy and Toby perked right up. A year later, Sissy has grown up but they still cherish each other.
Our dogs were shelter rescues from Benld Adopt-A-Pet. Wrigley was 1 of 2 pups that lived from a litter of 8 that was dumped at the shelter 7 years ago. She was so sick when we brought her home we didn't think she would make it! Now she is healthy and teaching Ivy, our new pup, the ropes!
We brought Wrigley home when our first shelter dog from Adopt-A-Pet was 7. Another 7 years later, when that dog passed, we brought Ivy home because Wrigley wandered around for weeks in a depression, missing her pal.
Ivy likes to play with Wrigley by leading her around by her collar. She will run and jump and go get Wrigley when it's time to go outside! The exception to this is in the morning, when Wrigley is rearing to go out and Ivy wants to stay in bed and sleep!
Allie is a mastiff-mix who's got a huge head, huge paws and will never grow into them. She was dumped at the cemetery where I work, all skin stretched over bone, tail between her legs, terrified, starving and so sad. My husband and I had lost our pittie to cancer two years before and, as we have four cats, didn't intend on getting another dog for a while. When the super called to tell me that he'd called animal control because of a stray dog, I went outside with a bowl of water and some bread (all I had at work) to see if I could corral the dog until they came. This sweet girl was scared, but more hungry, so she stayed near me to eat the bread and drink the water. When the woman from animal control came, Allie put herself in between us in a protective stance. I lost my heart to her then. The woman took her to our local shelter, who kept her for a month to get her healthy, spay her, and cat-test her. On December 8th, they called and told her we could take Allie home! She's now almost 4 years old and is incredibly smart AND incredibly spoiled. She plays well with our cats and bunny, she loves people to death, and is a great watch-dog. My husband and I both adore her and we're thankful that she adopted me that day at the cemetery.