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Meet "The Boys" Wolfman and Taz

I discovered Wolfman and Taz in my garage in NYC. They were only 4 wks old and had been abandoned by their momma cat. Both were seriously malnourished, dehydrated and suffering from upper respiratory infections. After a trip to the vet, some antibioticsand TLC, they quickly recovered. Wolfman is now a beautiful big boy weighing 18 lbs and his brother Taz is close behind at 15 lbs. They have brought so much love and happiness into my life these last 10 years. I am so thankful that I found them!

Terry Mullen
Roswell, GA

Sweetest Boy!

As a single woman right out of college, I knew I wanted to rescue a dog. Almost 6 years ago, I was lucky enough to find Petey available for adoption from a local shelter. He was sick and malnourished. I brought him home and after many trips to the vet, he has stolen my heart. I am so grateful that he is a part of my life and wouldn't trade him for the world. Now I'm married with 2 additional rescued pets. They bring so much joy to our lives!

Tracy Domin
Harleysville, PA

Nine Lives Was Almost Not Enough

One Thanksgiving, my neighbor called and asked if I saw the kitten in our back yard that had been around for several days. I looked out and indeed saw the little gray kitten. Since we live in a cold climate I was concerned for it's welfare and went out to try to bring it in. It was pretty frightened and would not let me get very close. It ran up to the houses behind us. Following, I saw the kitten go in a hole by the front step of one house. I went home for some food thinking that would lure it out but it wasn't working. As the temperature was dropping, I decided to leave for home. With tears streaming, I prayed to God saying this little kitten was now in His hands and that He would have step in if the kitten were to survive.

The next morning, at work, I got a call from my neighbor saying that I would not believe what she found in her garage that morning...the little gray kitten. They had left the night before to run over to another neighbor's for a few minutes and left the garage door open (something they never do). When I got home from work, I took the kitten to the vet. It was skin and bones and very ill with an upper respitory infection and stayed at the vet for two days.

After about three weeks of constant care, our 'boy' started to improve and it wasn't long before he was terrorizing one of my other cats. We named him Buddy because he loved to be with people. Buddy lived for 16 years and continued to be my Buddy all those years. He was the sweetest cat and I'll miss him always.

Carol Peterson
Champlin, MN

We've only just begun

On 06-13-10 while driving in Waller County TX, we came across a dog--filthy, sick, frightened and emaciated--barely standing in the center of a busy county road. We scooped him up, gave him water, and headed to an emergency veterinary clinic. Tests showed that along with extreme malnutrition and dehydration, he had non-contagious mange, conjunctivitis, a skin infection, and a significant heart murmur. The vet pronounced him a "proper" (purebred) Boxer and estimated that he was nine months old. He weighed thirty-five pounds---half of normal. Due to the heart murmur, further testing was done from which we learned of serious and irreparable cardiac disease (cardiomyopathy and heart tumors); thankfully he tested heartworm negative.

That day we almost decided to have him euthanized. We chose instead to have our own vet examine him. She indicated that if, over two weeks, he could gain weight and show signs of fur regrowth, he had a chance of surviving.

We decided to give him that chance. He was treated for mange and medicated with antibiotics. We took him home and named him Roadie.

Within ten days, he'd gained sixteen pounds and fur began to grow. Since then, Roadie has continued to receive mange treatments and a "5:00 shadow" has started to cover his body. His heart condition is stable. To lessen the hormonal stress on his heart and extend his life, he was neutered---something the ER vet said Roadie would never survive. Our vet indicates that if improvement continues and is sustained, Roadie could live a happy and loved life of several months to even a few years.

Considering his illness and the hardships he's endured, Roadie is an incredibly friendly, gentle and loving boy. He is, and will now always be, a member of our family and hold a special place in our hearts.

V. Perry
Houston, TX

Unbelievable Story <3

We found Coz on The picture of him was pitiful, and just a short captian said he hadn't been treated well but was very sweet. My family and I had just lost our previous rescue about a year before and were ready to try it again. One look at his picture, and we knew he was the one. I couldn't wait until the day after Thanksgiving when his rescue lady brought him over from "Saving Saints," in Michigan. She went on to tell us one of the worst stories I had ever heard. They found Coz, a beautiful pure bred French Mastiff in a junk yard. A dog of his breed and age should weigh around 140 lbs. He weighed in at about 40. A sheriff deputy found him and said that Coz "fell into his arms." They brought him in and found that he had been shot in the face, and still has a large scar on his cheek that will never go away. His hip had been fractured and left to heal on it's own. He was in bad shape, but everyone that he met from the sheriff on just fell in love with him. After hearing his story and meeting him, I knew that he would never have to live that life again. And he has been the biggest, sweetest, most cuddly & slobbery love that we or any of our family and friends has ever met. At first he would cower when I would get the broom out to sweep. Now, he hardly notices. He is content to lay on the couch with his girls and my husband and I. He's part of our family now, and we are all better off because of it.

Becky McCallum
Vernon, MI

Challenging sure, but so worth it!

We adopted Bailey from the Michigan Animal

Rescue League in 1998. She was dumped with her littermates at only 4 weeks. MARL took care of them until they were old enough to be adopted. Bailey has been our most challenging dog to raise, probably due to the tough start to life she had. She's not so great at making new friends.

However, those she knows she loves with all her heart. She is a total character. When it's dinner time she howls beagle style and bounces with enthusiasm, terrible behavior I know. Since there is no stopping it, we have learned to see the charm in it. She kind of walks with a bounce too, like Fat Albert, so we sometimes call her B-bop. She is a fantastic swimmer and super smart. She picks up on any pattern before it really is a pattern. New shoes for walking? Wear them for the first time and she's surprised. Day two, those are walking shoes, let's go!

Rich & Roberta Angelo
Goodrich, MI

From Dakota to ShiShi

My husband had a large white husky and I wanted one of my own as well. I found Dakota whom I have since renamed ShiShi online. She was not yet 1 yrs old, had been tied to a tree her whole life and had just given birth to 6 puppies in the dead of winter. She was a skinny, scared mess. We had to put down my husband's dog so now ShiShi rules the house and is our true fur child. She is funny, quirky, sweet (everyone falls in love with her) and playful - she is a new dog and I would be lost without her. Love you ShiShi!

Laura WB
Duluth, MN

A Home for Baron, Too?

Thanksgiving was bitterly cold, with snow predicted. Another Humane Society of Cherokee County rescuer and I met that afternoon to try rounding up a skinny, abandoned black lab and her eight toddlers I’d been caring for at a vacant mobile home east of town. But they weren’t under the trailer as usual. Mama had stashed her brood in a locked shed full of junk, through an opening too small for humans, on the other side of a barbed wire fence.

What to do? Aha! In my car was the turkey carcass a friend had given me after lunch, thinking my own dogs would like a treat. I scrambled through the fence, tore off a few turkey scraps and tossed them toward the gap. Here came a little nose, then, ever so hesitantly, another and another as I slowly made “Hansel & Gretel trails” to within arm’s length. I grabbed the babies by ones and twos and handed them across the fence. We were freezing and my greasy fingers were numb by the time all pups were loaded and mama realized she had to come as well.

Mama became plump and sleek. She and all but one of her offspring were eventually adopted. That one is Baron, our next-to-longest shelter resident. Shy and fearful, he’s been passed over for years as others come and go. But at last there’s been a breakthrough because of a team who made him a special project, spending untold hours patiently building trust. Each step has been encouraging, such as when he first came forward for a treat, and the first time he sat for several minutes of petting.

Dear, beautiful Baron, we’re not giving up and we know you’re trying. Could there also be a home for you?

Tahlequah, OK

Love; Pure and Simple

I'm trying to find the words to explain what Roman meant to his people, and its a lot harder than I thought it would be. He wasn't a rescue, shelter, or puppy mill dog, he was well cared for and wanted from the moment of his conception, and the first and only litter his mother would have. Maybe this means I shouldn't be posting here, but I believe you'll excuse me for this.

Roman was only with us for 2 1/2 years due to epilieptic seizures that could no longer be controlled with medication, or what we now suspect may have been a brain tumor, but the time that we had with him will be cherished for as long as the hearts he touched are still beating.

"The best way to honor a beloved pet is to love another."

Our handsome baby boy deserves to be honored and he will be. His fur and people family will see to that.

Thank you to Dr. Lore, and the staff at Cliffcrest Animal Clinic for your kindness and support.

J McCluskey
Toronto, ON, Canada


2008 started off badly for our family. We lost our Jack Russell, illness, and our Chihuahua, old age. So for valentines day I wanted to do something nice for my wife. While browsing through, I discovered a mixed breed Jack Russell/Chihuahua. On Saturday morning we packed up our other 2 dogs and headed to the adoption site. While waiting for this dog, my wife spotted this little Long Hair Chihuahua. It was a lovely dog, but she had some hip problems and she was missing one back paw. My wife declared that no one would adopt this dog, so we would. During the adoption process, we learned that she was dropped off at the closed animal shelter in the middle of the night. One of the workers noticed a little head poking out from a cardboard box on the ground. How can people be so cruel? She has been a lovely addition to our family. At the rescue site, they named her Skitter because she would "skitter" across the floor. It sounded dumb so we named her Amy instead. She still gets around pretty well for her condition. She loves going out with the other dogs for a walk. However she gets to ride in a little pet stroller.

Andrew Koper
Benicia, CA
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