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The posting on the rescue site said 3 legged dog, heart worm positive. I like everybody else quickly passed her by with a sadness in my heart. She was not the "perfect" dog we were looking for. But how wrong we all were and I'm so thankful that we were the ones to adopt her when the director of the rescue group asked us to consider her. She is perfect in every way.
She is the most loving dog and just wants to be loved in return. She needs to be close and loves to be touched. Watch out if you stop because she will reach out with her big paw and beg for more. At night when we are watching TV she will lay between us and just rest her head on my husband's shoulder with her adoring big brown eyes staring up at him. She came to us by way of Louisiana where she was in a high kill shelter with her puppies. Thank You to the wonderful people who brought her to New York and to us.
She is being treated for the heart worms and will be retested in June. Most times I forget she is missing a leg, when I hear her charging through the house chasing the cat. We will never know what happened to her leg, but when people ask we like to tell them she wrestled with a gator, and if you think she looks bad, you should see the gator! She is ours and we are hers and I often wonder who rescued who!
Southern Pines Animal Shelter in Hattiesburg, MS, has always held a warm spot in my heart ever since I lived across the street from it during my college days. Animals would always end up in our yard that people dropped off during the night in front of the shelter. One morning, the sweetest chocolate lab puppy showed up at our door with big, sad eyes, barely any hair due to mange, and a rail-thin body except for his stomach which was swollen with worms. It was love at first sight. I wrapped him in a towel and took him across the street to the shelter where the wonderful staff gave him the necessary medications to get on the path to wellness. They also gave me instructions and medication to ensure he'd stay on that path. Bastian, as he is named now, went through a rough recovery process, and even developed a severe case of rickets during his first year. He is now a happy, healthy, completely loving 8-year old. Weighing in around 90 lbs he still loves to sit in my lap like he's done all his life, and I can't imagine my life without him. We moved to NYC a year ago with my fiance and Bastian has loved every minute of it. We go to the park every morning where he gets to run off-leash, and we even experienced snow for the first time this past winter.
When Cheyenne first showed up in our yard he was hungry, tired and scared. We named him after Jason Robards character Cheyenne in the movie Once Upon A Time in the West. He's got the same puppy dog eyes. He never had human contact before we started caring for him. He has turned into a handsome loving boy who is very intelligent and gentle.We taught him how to sit and beg and he acts more like a dog than a cat. He is such a joy to hold and kiss every day. My husband thinks he gets more hugs and kisses then he does. We love him so much.
I volunteer at our animal shelter, Cinny and her mother whose name was Beautiful were found tied underneath a house by wire coat hangers and brought to the shelter in March. I could never get either of them to walk on a leash because they had been tied up. Our shelter filled up in July and many of the dogs had to be euthanized. Beautiful was one of them, it broke my heart. I went to check on Cinny after this, she came to me, put her nose and one shoulder and paw on the other and we sat in this position with me weeping for about half an hour. I tried to leave but I knew I could not leave without her, I called my husband and told him I needed to foster Cinny, we have 2 senior adult weimaraners and one senior chocolate lab, so a one year old dog would upset the pack, BUT...I did it...she is apart of our family, my other three dogs adore her, she is the pack clown and has put new pep in my older dogs step because she is so joyful. She loves me in a way none of my other dogs do. She loves life, she loves us and I cannot imagine life without her! We love our beautiful Cinny Marie!
I found four little kittens in my friend garage. I love cats and couldn't have any because the apartment I lived in was a no pet apartment. I ended spending the better part of the day holding and cuddling them. When I returned the next day they all were gone. The momma had moved them. I didnt give it much thought untill a month or two later when we found them in the bushes. They were waiting for the momma to return. I ended up catching them all and was going to take them to the shelter. Well the shelter had over 75 cats and kittens. They were overloaded and putting most of them to sleep. I couldnt take them there. I took them to my apartment just until I could find good homes for them. I did Mine! We all ended up moving to a new place and today I can't imagine living without...Noche, Teddy, Nibbler, and Sophie.
Flat-coat Retreiver Morgan le Fay (the wet one) was a Petfinder treasure who was one day away from heaven. I knew as soon as I saw her she was my forever girl. Giant Schnauzer Fur Elise (the skinny one) was one of nine sibs dropped off at the local shelter because Mom was pedigreed but Dad was not. Both Morgan and Elise are playful, affectionate, and protective. We raise puppies for Canine Support Teams, and my big girls have been foster sisters to three handicap assist trainees.They help me teach each new pup how to grow up to be strong, confident, and loving companions.My rescue puppies are the biggest and best blessings any mom could have!
I took me a long time to be ready for another dog after my Coyote/Doberman soul mate passed away after 16.5 years. But then one morning in December I awoke from a vivid dream in which I had found a dog. I knew deep in my soul that one was coming... I just didn't know how or when.
The next day I was driving down a winding country road and there she was, running up the middle of the road toward me. I pulled over and called to her. She ran to me like she had been looking for me all day and I was late to pick her up! She jumped right into the back of my car. She was VERY well fed (truly obese), well trained, well mannered and so I started looking for her owners. She had no collar, no chip. I posted all over the Internet as well as in all the county shelters. I even took her to the vets in the area to see if anyone recognized her. No one knew her, no one claimed her.
After about a month of trying to reunite her with her family, we started experimenting with names. Every time I said Sasha she smiled, so Sasha it is! She has lost 17 lbs since then, has SO much more mobility and energy and she loves playing in the river. She's my soul mate now!
My sister went to our native Puerto Rico for vacation in August 2010. There are hundreds of thousands of stray animals in Puerto Rico so when she called me saying that she found a stray calico kitten laying in a parking lot, I was not surprised.
We decided to take the kitten to the vet in Puerto Rico so she could get clearance to take the trip home to New York.
I already had 5 cats and did not want to add another one. Matter of fact, I gave myself many prep talks prior to meeting her, trying to convince myself that I would NOT be taking her.
Well, that didn't work out so well because when I met my sister at the airport and saw this super tiny adorable calico kitten (yeah, I'm a sucker), I fell madly in love with her.
I held her and it's as if she had always been my little angel.
Truffles is the sweetest kitten and she's so well-behaved. All she wants to do is be loved and I'm more than happy to provide her with that and much more.
I often ask her, "Truffie, where have you been all my life." She's my little angel on earth.
Although Truffles story has a happy ending, there are still so many little ones needing our love.
Will you not adopt love today?
I lost my tomcat to diabetes in June, and since my female kitty didn't like other pets, was determined to not get any more for a while. Then, in September, a coworker announced that his dogs had found a tiny kitten in the yard. Its eyes were glued shut with infection, but it was puffed up, claws out, and hissing - no dog was going to get it! He and his wife brought it in and cleaned it up but couldn't keep it because of his allergies. No shelters in the area were taking cats.
I must have "sucker" stamped on my forehead because I took it home, made a vet appointment, and gave it a name: Moxie. We estimated her age at 4 1/2 weeks - too young to be on her own, but she was making it despite a respiratory infection. She weighed only 7 ounces. There followed a week of antibiotics and eye ointment, and then wormings, vaccinations, and tests. Moxie was kept separated from the other cat until she was cleared of leukemia and feline AIDS, then allowed to mingle. With more guts than sense, she set forth to win over her house-mate.
Older kitty, Tessa, was not happy about the new interloper, but after 2 months, she's actually starting to tolerate the kitten. Moxie is now 3 months old, clear-eyed, and sleek. She has three modes: bounce, scamper, and crash. She continues to live up to her name by repeated attempts to play with Tessa and exploring the higher elevations of our home. She's a goofball and a joy. Welcome to the family, Moxie!
This is our Buddy. He was dropped of to me Dec. 23.1996. If I didn't take he was going to a shelter, or worse. Of course, I could'nt say no. He ended up being the best "Lifedog" ever. Always at the beach, playing frisbee or ball with anyone, especially the kids. If ever a child would start to cry or scream, Buddy would run to the rescue. Unfortunately, I had to put my Buddy to sleep, Nov. 2008. The beach just isn't the same for anyone.
Chateauguay, Qc. Canada