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Daily in Puerto Rico our satos (mutts) are thrown out to the streets like garbage, and Flecha was just one of the lucky ones who got adopted. He reminds me everyday to keep on fighting to make a better world for our Puerto Rican mutts...
Ursula Aragunde Kohl
Founder and Presindent
I found Maggie on July 4th, 2006. She had been left by the side of the road on a truck route. I just happen to go that route that night. I grabbed her and she rode against my chest all the way home (1.5 hour drive). I already had 2 grown dogs so decided to find her a home. A friend at work wanted her, but I grew attached to her very quickly. She is very smart and sweet. She looks a lot like an Old English Sheepdog or a bearded Collie. I can't imagine my life without her! All of my animals have been rescues that I have found abandoned. I hope there is a special place in hell for the people that dump animals out to starve or be run over.
I had a beautiful old cat Thomas, who at 18 1/2 was fading fast. For the last 3 months of his life, we were at the vet twice a week tyring to help him. They have a cat adoption box there, always with a few kittens needing homes. I used to look at them, and feel sad for Thomas as he was so old and sick. I always felt they were looking at me too. A month after Thomas was put to sleep, I rang the vet to see if they had any older cats needing a home. They said they had a kitten, who was 6 months old, but had spent 4 months with them in the cat adoption box. All of his litter were adopted but he wasn't. Another litter was brought in, and again they were all adopted out, but he wasn't. A third litter were due in soon, and the vets were concerned that as a 6 month old, nobody would want him. I couldn't say no, he became my 'Sam I Am'. Once home I realised he was there the whole time I was going in with old Thomas. I remembered him looking at me through the perspex. It wasn't that nobody wanted him. He was waiting for me. He's a great little cat, full of beans, and very chatty. Caring for him helped me handle my grief at losing Thomas too. Sam's favourite activity is sitting on his scratching pole watching the kookaburra's in our yard.
Winnie (the black bub) and Chief (the golden bub) joined our family in 2001. Our Army "Bubs" were adopted at Fort Bragg, NC. We adopted Winnie from a local pet rescue when she and her siblings had been abandoned with their Mom. Winnie was just one month old and only a mere five pounds but she captured our heart from the first lick. Her "brother" Chief had a harder start in life. He and his mom and two sisters were thrown from a car going 45 miles a hour in a country area of North Carolina. All three puppies had mange and parvo. His two sisters were far too malnourished to survive the treatments but Chief and his Mom survived. Chief joined our family only a few months after Winnie and they have been best of friends ever since! Now they both love rides in the car, playing outside in the yard and of course their favorite dental bones. Don't dare call them dogs and give them plenty of rubs and those are our beloved Army "Bubs".
Lucy slept under the deck in the back yard for 2 weeks before we realized she was homeless. So charming, friendly, we thought for sure she was just a visiting neighbor. But once we fed her, she never left. We found her in Cayce, South Carolina and brought her with us when we moved to San Diego, California. She loves to flop over on her back, she's a buddy to our dogs, and even lets the newest puppy get on her back. Best of all she loves to sing. Whenever I whistle or sing she comes running over and begins to chime in--only with me. Hmmm. . . is she singing with joy or screaming for me to quit!?
We went to a high kill shelter to save a black dog since they have the worst survival rates. However, we were drawn to an adorable "Dalmatian Mix" 6 month old puppy that kept waging his tail with amazing hopefulness every time we walked by his cage. We ended up adopting him only to realize that evening that he was deathly ill. We took him to VSEC (Vet Specialty Emergency Center) where he spent the next five days in intensive care struggling for his life with both parvo and pneumonia. He beat the odds, came home weak and underweight, but it has been all upside from there. We truly believe he had angels protecting him. Angel reminds us every day how happy he is to be alive, and thanks us constantly; he is also a great role model for our other dogs.
This took place 8 yrs ago. My brother had bought this beautiful blue/gold Macaw! He was amazing, I love all animals and it was a thrill for me to be able to see such a beautiful bird that I had only seen that close up on TV. I would play with him and talk to him more than I would other people when I was around him! Soon after he bought Sunny, he got arrested and went to prison. His wife had to take care of Sunny. She didn't know how to feed and water him properly and didn't feed him the proper foods. She never uncovered Sunnys Cage! and never took sunny out of the cage because she was scared of getting bit. One day while she wasn't home, Sunny had gotten his leg caught in a chain of one of his toys that was hanging in the cage. I guess he hung there for a couple of days before he started to chew his toes off to get away from the ensnare. I was told about it 6 days later, I went out to check out his foot and it was blackened and he was not using it at all, I had to take him to the vet and they amputated the whole leg. He did great after that, I kept the bird and I still have Sunny to this day! He don't trust anyone! But the kicker is I found out Sunny is a FEMALE, when she was 11 she laid eggs! Oh yes, freaked me out, we thought it was a male all these years to find out completely different! But Sunny is happy now and so am I! We are going to the Parrot Society this year.
Laurie Fox (sunny)
Sunny was at a local shelter for 10 months after being relinquished as an intact kitten victim of a divorce. We adopted him to be our vet clinic's blood donor and it became apparent that he would do better in a home, so he came home with me. I had lost my two elderly cats just a few months earlier and Sunny was the perfect personality to slide in behind them. We went from daily sub q fluids, thrice daily arthritis medications, and sleeping old ladies to a youngster into everything. Sunny is a head-butter, leg winder, occas lap sitter, more frequent laptop keyboard sitter, and champion feather toy chaser. And we now have no miller moths flitting about The two resident greyhounds are terrified of him. They don't seem to understand that he would really just like to play.
Island Cat Feral Rescue in St Augustine, Florida received a call from security police at a local condominium. They had found a newborn litter of kittens abandonded in a shipping area that were dehydrating and near death. The security guards cared enough about animals to make that phone call to get help. Rubert was one of 8 kittens that were rescued shortly after birth. The Mama Feral left her young likely because she was ill with distemper. The litter was extremely large in number. Ms Vickie, one of the group's generous volunteers and Vet Tech bottle fed the babies 24/7 for several weeks. Veterinarian, "Doc Deb" Buckner did everything in her power to save the extremely small kittens. Only one kitten responded to treatments. As he struggled to survive - the medications finally stabilized his condition.The entire litter could not be saved and the only survivor was Rubert.
His weight could only be measured in ounces for the longest time but Rubert was a survivor in the truest sense of the word. Ms Vickie watched in amazement while the little tyke gradually gained strength (and weight). He ran and played with other rescued kitties in the house much bigger than he was - but he had no fear! Finally he gained enough weight to get his vaccines and eventually was neutered (he wasn't real happy that day!) While arrangements were being made by the group at Island Cat to place his bio and picture on Petfinder.com - the plans changed. Rubert was adopted by his caregiver, Ms Vickie. She had bonded with his wonderful personality that seems to represent all of the little souls and personalities of his siblings who did not make it. Rubert now has a loving, forever home. Isn't that the way it should always be?
This is Gretchen, our Belgian Shepard Mix, relaxing on the kitchen floor of our house. She was a tiny ball of fuzz with huge bat-like ears when we took her in. That was 7 years ago.
She came to us under dire circumstances. Her owner had been killed in a car accident, and when his family went to his home to clean it up, they found a tiny pup. She was starving, flea and parasite infested and had sarcoptic mange! She was so happy to see people, despite her condition, and couldn't stop licking faces.
They couldn't keep her and knew that I had rescued dogs before and would find her a good home. So they called me. Of course I took her in. We took her to the vet to treat her problems and started her on the road to recovery. And, needless to say, she never left us!
Gretchen has been a gem from the start! Well behaved, sensitive, loves to play! And run! But at 9 months we noticed limping. She had horrible hip dysplasia and would be on meds her whole life.
At 6 years we ended up having to do surgery on her hip; she had become a 3 legged dog. It was quite an expense, but we couldn't end her life so young. And that was the only alternative.
She has fully recovered and is back to playing and running! Her life wouldn't have been the same without us and our lives wouldn't be the same without this little sweetheart!