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I adopted Scooby at the age of 18 months.Within 2 days of getting great thank you kisses, I knew I made the right move.Scooby was such a gentleman the he refused to potty in my back yard, loved getting groomed haveing his teeth brushed and getting dressed up.For years I had to take him for potty walks.Finally, when he was put on predizone for an alergy, he had to potty so bad that he went in my yard. I think he was about 7 years old when this happened.He had a yellow slicker and rain shoes he wore for our long walks in rain, wind, and snow for those 7 years.Scooby loved chasing squirrels which proved to be quit challenging on leash walks.He was 13 before he actually caught one in the back yard.When I asked him to "Leave It", it looked as if he was saying, "What, after all these years you want me to Leave It? Have you lost your mind woman?" But my mamma's boy left it. Scooby was very smart.Since I lived alone at the time, I taught Scooby to bring me the cordless phone if I should fall in a matter of 20 minutes after seeing it on a PBS special for help dogs.I love him more than I ever loved anyone on this earth.After 14 yrs. I had to help Scooby pass over in March.He lost 15lbs., had doggie alzimers, could no longer walk so I carried him and all the drugs and cooking special meals could no longer help.I did not want him to suffer any more.After mos.of horrendous grieving,I went to a VA shelter and found an 18 mo.old border collie mix. He will never be my Scooby, but he is very sweet and helps to fill the void. Shelter dogs rule!
This is Tiny! We found this precious pup on the side of the road with about 5 siblings along with a pet carrier. It looked as if someone had just set them out on the side of the road hoping for them to just disappear. Well, we spotted the crew and stopped and I immediately fell in love! I knew I could only keep 1, so I grabbed, who is now known as Tiny and we ran back to tell our friends about the others. Once we found potential homes for the other pups, we ran back to pick them all up, and to our surprise, they were gone! I just pray that the other babies were taken to a good home and given the unconditional love they all deserve…Just like Tiny has!
This is Lacy I found her on the local animal shelter website, she was so skinny and has heart worms and has problems with her eyes knowing all of this I still adopted her. She has gain weight and her eyes are alot better, she is the best dog in the world so loving and so funny I'm glad I found her. Our house will never be the same.
Meet our boy Jack. When we rescued him from our local shelter he only weighed 21 pounds, and had been brought back twice. He now lives with our other 3 dogs and is a happy, healthy boy. He loves to run and play.
We rescued Moses from Argyll Animal Aid almost two years ago. He was a feral kitten born with only one eye, a very nervous little scrap. With love and affection he has grown into the most handsome boy ever, and brings us untold joy every day.
My name is Sammy I am a six month old puppy and I was thrown out of a car by my owner. I was hit by another car and thrown across the street and landed in a storm drain. I was left to die by the man who hit me with his car. A nice lady saw what happened and called the local animal control to come get me. They got me out of the storm drain and they took me to the pound. I could not walk and could hardly breathe. The vet there said I had distemper and a broken leg and told the girls to put me down. One of the girls asked if they could call a Basset Hound Rescue and see if they would take me the vet told her "go ahead." The girl called a Basset Rescue and they came to see me. I was puking and coughing not able to walk. The Basset Rescue man took me in his arms, and said we will take him. This man took me to another vet who said I had a hernia I could not breathe because all of my intestines were pushed up into my lung cavity and I was slowly suffocating. They rushed me into emergency surgery and while I was in surgery, after I was stable and able to breathe again, the vet man fixed my leg and nuetered me. I was taken home a few days later to rescue and put up for adoption. I know if the rescue man had not come to get me I would not be alive right now but now I am a very healthy happy puppy with a good family to live with. God bless rescues for saving dogs like me!!
When we determined we needed another dog in our lives, we wanted to adopt one who really needed a good home and we found her on petrescue.com. She had been removed from her home and was listed with such a sad little picture. She was estimated as being 5 years old, and was afraid of everyone and everything. She was a sweet little girl with a kind soul who had a brutal life before she came to us.
She learned to trust again. She loved life and worked so hard to live. She was such a happy, gentle little girl. She loved car rides and was crazy for going on walks. She played with her toys every night and there wasn't a food-treat toy that she couldn't figure out. She loved to take care of her pal Moose, our other little dog, and she loved playing and running with the "Big Dogs."
She wanted to investigate everything, and she never met another dog or person that she didn't like. She knew she was loved, and protected and she loved us as much as we loved her. She was our little miracle dog.
She had been severely abused in her former home, and it was that abuse that ultimately resulted in her death a little over a year later. We will never forget her and we feel privileged to have made her life a very happy ones. She died knowing she was loved.
~ KittySue and Salt.
In Jun 2009, we stopped by Petco to pick up some food for our two dogs (the cocker from AZ Cocker Rescue and the white schnauzer from Finding Fido) and BFF Animal Rescue of Glendale was there with dogs for adoption. There were two emaciated Maltese in a cage, scared to death. Rose and Mary had been rescued from a backyard breeder, were 13 years old, had just been spayed and needed all their teeth pulled. They were just over 2 lbs. We decided to hold them while we shopped. A women wanted to adopt just one of them; we looked her, at the girls, then at each other and said no, we would take them both. When we got home, our two other girls wanted to play, but Rose and Mary growled and snarled at them. Gracie (schnauzer) woo-wooed often and Rose was beginning to join in when we lost Gracie and Maggie in September 2009. In January 2010 got Benny from AZ Cocker Rescue, now 2 and totally loves his Jets (named by our vet), though they ignore him. Now, after 18 months they are 5 and 7 lbs and doing very well. They love Cherrios, soft treats (though Rose will steal Ben's chews and bury them in her bed) and any food. The Jets have doggy Alzheimer's and do not know us most of the time, that is the only sad part of our little girl's story. Sometimes Mary will attack Ben and all three will run out the doggy door in a blur. The Jets do a magical food dance at breakfast and dinner with Rose running a circuit around the kitchen, into their pen and out again. Mary stands in one place bouncing from foot to foot, both barking the whole time. Adopt rescues!!
My former business partner would call me weekly when she volunteered at one of the local shelters to come adopt a pet. One evening I went in and lying quietly in a crate was this magnificient boy who had been in 3 different homes in his 3 years of life. I took him home with me that night and now at the age of 11 he still goes to my open houses on Sunday and give me more joy than anything else in my life.
In 2006, I worked at a vet hospital as a kennel tech. Molli was one of our Animal Aid dogs we took care of while she anxiously waited to be adopted. Her family left Molli, her brother dog, and 4 cats for a kennel stay while they moved into a new house....and they never came back. Molli was taken to Petsmart by Animal Aid every other Saturday for 6 months and would always be brought back to her small 3' x 4' kennel. Then, Molli's time was up. She was going to be put down. I ask the doc if I could take her home to play with my two dogs and bring her back the next morning. So....Molli comes over for a play date and has been here ever since! She is the best, smartest, most loving dog I've ever met. I know she is grateful for bringing her home to live with us. You can see it in her eyes. She smiles all of the time and so do I!