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I found my shy little pointer trotting down the street in front of our house in the sleet on a cold January day. She came right to me when I called, and has been the most gentle, well-mannered dog I've ever owned. Then my daughter found little Moxie, abandoned in a box next to a dumpster behind a store. We named her Moxie because she was such a feisty little thing, scared of nothing. Even when very tiny she loved to play with all of our big dogs, and here she is curled up for a snooze with Emma.
Sassy tested positive for Feline Diabetes during a routine blood test right after we found her in 2001. We were told that there was no cure, and no one knew how long she would live, but with proper care and medicine it could be quite a long time. We knew she still had so much love to give, so we gave her insulin and care. She made it through 2 serious diabetic episodes, losing her teeth and going blind, but still managed to be our cat we knew and loved.
Sassy (and her brother George who left us on July 14, 2008) had been with us though a lot of heartbreak 9 years of the struggle of infertility and 2 miscarriages, not to mention the struggle of life, but they were always our faithful companions, and never left our side.
Sassy's last day on earth was July 9, 2010. She had been steadily losing weight, refused to eat, and lay almost motionless most of the time. We were convinced that the end was near and hoped she was in very little, if any pain. She couldn't walk, couldn't eat or drink, but she still ate up the constant petting and soothing words.
Sassy had been our "baby" for 9 years. We loaded her up and took her into see the doctor and as we had suspected, it was her time. We held her while the doctor gave her the shot and watched her eyes close. She looked at us as if to say, "My job is finished.......and I can go now."
RIP Sassyâ¦â¦.we will never forget you.
This is Noel. She was found on Christmas day in an incinerator at the hospital where I worked. Her tail had been broken and she was covered with fleas. She had been thrown in the incinerator, as there was no access point that would have allowed her to crawl in. A janitor looked into the incinerator before starting it and saw here there. Knowing that I loved cats, he brought her to my office and she spent the day there, and then a friend took her until I could get my home ready for her. She lived for 18 comfortable years with her other adopted sisters and gave me such joy and peace. Please rescue, and if you can't provide a permanent home, there are rescue orgs out there that can. And thank you for donating with your click to the Animal Rescue Site!
I was meeting a rescue dog at a voluteer's home with hopes of adopting it, when the volunteer got a phone call about 2 labs in need of immediate rescue. The owners had gotten divorced, the dogs were no longer wanted.
I said I would go along to pick them up.
"Onyx" and her mate had been house dogs as long as they were producing litters, but when she could no longer have puppies, a pen was built in the backyard and they were thrown out like the trash. They had lived outside for two years.
Out of the pen, Onyx raced and raced around the yard like a wild dog. Her ears had raw sores from horse flies biting her. Who knew if she remembered her house manners or not? She came home with me that day, and has been our girl ever since. Our son named her Lola, and she is my shadow, my love and my perfect dog.
I hope she does not remember her days "in the pen" and I promise to make her remaining years the best a dog could have.
(PS Her mate Max found wonderful new home too)
bagel was a huge golden lab or retriever who happened to show up where I live I had just lost my dog whom I loved and she looked into my eys and I couldnt look away....
we knew no one would adopt her we vaccinated her and the vet said she had be spayed he was about 6 or 7.
bagel really suffered from this war zone we live near sderot and the sound of the red color alert would terify her she would scratch the door ,when a plane would pass by scratch scatch....
going on walks she would carry something in her mouth a shoe a rock and empty bottle...
the only problem was her food guzzelling and she would turn aggresive during meal times....
she had a bad leg but walked all the time and suddenly a week ago after dushi died bagels poor heart stopped
may she rest in peace
she was an angel
In the early fall of 1991, my son carried in this tiny kitten. She was near starved and had been mauled by a dog. I was home with the worst case of bronchitis and in bed. When he placed her in my hand (she fit in my palm she was that tiny), I exclaimed: "Aren't you a sweet little angel?" When she heard Angel, she looked up and squeaked at me and has answered to no other name or even "kitty". Now she's the dowager queen in our house of four cats. I know I don't have much more time with her so I cherish every moment that I have her.
I was looking for a doberman on Petfinder.com and saw a pair of abandoned corgi-dobie puppies on a rescue website. Because I couldn't imagine what a corgi-dobie cross could possibly look like, I had to adopt them! When I got to the group's temporary shelter, in a donated garage, I met the funniest-looking puppies I'd ever seen. Here are my Mirabel and Allegra all grown up, and I may be biased, but I think they're gorgeous.
I love cats and dogs and would probibly have a houseful but due to very bad allergies my Dr. has advised against it. Thank you for allowing me the honor of helping pets even though I can' t adopt, I do love to help. Your doing a wonderful job keep up the good work.
My husband and I found our puppy through a local website and adopted her from the Lockhart Animal Shelter in Lockhart, TX. We had plenty of adorable puppies to choose from but there was just something about this sweet and quiet one that was just watching us while all the others were jumping up and down. We took her home and named her CENIZA because of the ashen color of her coat. She is the sweetest dog I could ever have hoped for. My husband and I couldn't be happier and now the three of us are hardly ever apart!
Pictured with our oldest grandson, Derek,we adopted Ruger when he was four moonths old. He had been returned because of a behavioral problems! He was the only dog in the shelter that wasn't barking,...but rather,sleeping! I fell in love with him immediately. We thought he might have been meant to be a hunting dog with a name like Ruger, although he's part German Shepherd, lab and husky. We had 7 days to return him, and he never barked until the 8th day. Smart little guy! We have now had him for nearly 14 years, and what a wonderful dog he's been. Ruger was our only pet for probably 5 yrs, then came birds, then 2 horses and a cat. He is the protector of all! The birds even land on him!. He has always been my hiking partner along with our cat, He loves to ride in the car, even though now he uses steps to get in & out. He became our first horse, Howie's barn mate until the arrival of the second horse. He is a very much loved pet, and one we will never be able to forget..