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Miss Frauke showed up at my son Clint’s fire station one freezing day in February 2008. She wanted to come into the station house, but there was no safe place for her to be inside. She might have been killed when the fire trucks drove out. She was only about four months old. Clint told himself that if she was still outside in the morning, he’d bring her home. She was huddled by the door whimpering the next day, and Clint brought her home. This is the first trick Frauke ever learned~“Beg!” She loves everyone and especially loves to play ball with the neighborhood children.
WE JUST CELEBRATED ONE YEAR OF MY PRANCER COMING HOME TO US. WE HAVE ANOTHER SHAR-PEI WE RESCUED NAMED SABRINA, THAT REALLY NEEDED A "PEI" MATE. SHE WAS A BEATEN AND ABUSED DOG, AND HAS SERIOUS TRUST ISSUES WITH PEOPLE, SHE'S TERRIFIED OF STRANGERS. I FOUND OPERATION SCARLET ONLINE, AND WE CONTACTED DAWN HERTZOG ABOUT A NICE LOOKING BOY WE SAW ON THE AVAILABLE PEI PAGE. MUCH TO OUR DISAPPOINTMENT, HE HAD ALREADY FOUND A HOME. DAWN TOLD MY WIFE THAT SHE HAD A NEW BOY NAMED PRANCER THAT SHE THOUGHT WOULD BE PERFECT FOR US. WELL, ON 11-14-2008, WE WENT TO OS, MET DAWN, AND PRANCER. I KNEW THE FIRST TIME I TOOK THAT BEAUTIFUL BLACK MUG IN MY HANDS, AND LOOKED INTO THOSE NOBLE BROWN EYES, THAT HE WOULD BE MY BOY! HE WARMS MY HEART, AND MAKES MY EYES TEAR UP A THOUSAND TIMES A WEEK. HE'S EVERY KID IN OUR NEIGHBORHOOD, THAT CAN'T HAVE THEIR OWN DOG, SURROGATE DOG. THEY COME FROM BLOCKS AWAY CALLING "HEY PRANCER". HE ALWAYS MAKES ME STOP SO HE CAN SOAK UP THERE GLEEFUL PRAISE AND AFFECTION! HE LOVES ALL OF THEM TOO. HIS OUTGOING PERSONALITY HAS HELPED SABRINA AND CONTINUES TO.
PRANCER IS MY SOULMATE, THERE IS A VERY POWERFUL CONNECTION BETWEEN US, ALMOST AS IF WE ARE PART OF EACH OTHER. DAWN IS AN AMAZING WOMAN. WOULD YOU BELIEVE THAT PRANCER IS THE 1045 TH DOG SHE HAS RESCUED? SHE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT DOG IS WHICH NUMBER, SHE KNOWS THEM ALL BY NAME. SHE'S GOD MOTHER TO THEM ALL! ROSE AND I HAVE BECOME ASSOCIATE MEMBERS OF OS SO THAT WE CAN HELP RESCUE MORE OF THESE WONDERFUL KIDS, AND HELP THEM FIND THEIR FOREVER HOMES WITH PEOPLE WHO WILL LOVE AND CARE FOR THEM.
Baby was found in a field at 8 months old with a litter of kittens. All the kittens were adopted, but not Baby, a kitten herself. When I went to the shelter to adopt a cat, Baby just looked at me, and we both knew. Since she was feral, to thank me for adopting her, she brought me a mouse everyday. One time the mouse was still alive, and I freed it. After that, Baby brought me only the hind ends... My tiny cat stopped mousing years ago, until I had ankle surgery and was stuck in a wheelchair. For the three weeks that I had to go down the stairs on my behind to get to the wheelchair, Baby left a mouse on the top stair everyday, right where I put my hand... She always lets me know how much she loves me, and vice versa!
About three months after we lost our old Australian Shepherd we ventured into the Brown County animal shelter. We thought we wanted a puppy, but Stogie stood there very proud and tall with that sweet, gentle look and we fell in love. That was seven years ago and he has captured the hearts of all who meet him. Please give older dogs a chance - share your home and feel the love! Cathy, Bloomington, Indiana
We have always had rescue dogs for 50 years and our four older dogs had crossed the rainbow bridge in 2008 and our Mojo hound (found wandering on our property as a puppy 7 years ago) was not happy with being alone. We reached out to petfinders.com and Action for Animals and now we have Bowe the Boxer and Pebbles at 7 years old was waiting in a cage outside a mall with other pets on display from a small, struggling no kill shelter - Animal Angels. It is always a three dog night in our bed now and that will continue until we make the journey over that bridge too.
Hal and Jeanne
We adopted Sweet Thing from the SPCA last Christmas '08 & she lived up to her name, & then some. She was 17 yrs old & just lost her mother due to needing care herself, from old age. We almost lost her when we first brought her home & thank God we didn't! She played more than the kitten in the house & was my most loving companion. She would walk on a lease, just to be by my side & would go everywhere I would. Sweet Thing would howl at the water facet in the bathroom until I came & turned it on. She would scratch on the door to go out & when she wanted back in. The funny thing is, we have a water dispenser that is like a running facet & a cat door. Basically, she had "me" trained within a week & I miss all that she had me do for her! We lost her almost a year later, Thanksgiving '09. Even though we had her for such a short time, the love she gave us will last for eternity! RIP Sweet girl!!
This is Fletcher, named after the car lot he was found on one day after we had just finished eating dinner. We decided to drive thru the car lot behind the restaurant to see the new lineup of new vehicles. I noticed under one of them a kitten, who was so skinny, just laid there. We picked him up put him in the car, which at first he went a little crazy, but settled down rather quickly. Once we got him home we fed him and he just kept hanging around and soon he found his way in the house. He is now one of the many we have rescued. He greets us every time we come home and talks to us. SO GLAD WE FOUND HIM!!!
I will share more of our "family" in future stories.
Tripod is a three-legged Russian blue mix who was rescued as a tiny kitten from a cat colony in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. People ask me how he lost his leg, and I think he must have been born that way, since there has never been any scar.
He's as agile as if he had all four legs, and very smart - we're talking rocket-scientist smart. When he was younger, if he was put alone in the bathroom, he'd figure out a way to hook his paw around the doorknob to get out; at first I couldn't figure out how he did it, and then I caught on.
He was a very outgoing kitten, and loved to play with dogs, but has met a few that have caused him to become shyer; currently, I also have an Australian terrier named Corky who terrorizes him; Tripod always gets the better of Corky. Corky is also a rescue, who was found on the street when he was a puppy.
We call Rocky our dam dog because we went walking there one January day and found a pup, about six months old, frightened but acting brave with a low growl at the approach of any human. My husband coaxed him into our arms and the rest is eleven years of delightful history. Everyone who meets Rocky falls in love with him, even the rescued cat, Tiger. My husband and Rocky became inseparable. Recently my husband passed away. I can't imagine how alone I'd feel if I didn't have Rocky, my best buddy. Instead of saving an abandoned dog that day, we found a beautiful, intelligent animal who was meant to be with us.
My daughter and grand-daughter were at the store for groceries but came home with 2 baby kittens, litter box, food and kitty litter instead. We had just moved into our new home on 3 1/2 acres and weren't even unpacked but a little girl at the store was trying to give away the kittens so her Mom wouldn't take them to the pound! Packing could wait and am I glad! The babies are now 6 years old and live with me on top of Mt. Rainier, WA.! They are such delights everyday! OhU, the black tabby, sleeps and cuddles with me every night. Shy, the orange tabby, is very lovable but independant too! They have blessed my life!