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My daughter begged to keep the malnourished, undersized almost-feral kitten that had been found under a car in a rural area. Of course, we did. After her rough start, that kitten tok over our hearts. Lucy is now eight years old and rules the roost.
Six years later my daughter slipped a tiny, frightened, skinny dog from the shelter into the house, begging to keep him. Again, we did. Rodney is just three and has been with us for two years. From the first day he's been a joy and the best mannered little guy. He'd been found wandering a downtown metro area in below-freezing temps, hungry and frostbitten. Even so, he loves everyone and is incredibly sweet and fun.
I can't imagine our home without these two!
My husband found Buddy in the local shelter, in a run with younger puppies. Buddy pushed the smaller pups out of the way to get to my husband, an act which won our hearts. He has grown up to earn the nickname "rescue dog" because whenever someone gets a scraped knee, he is right there to lick the person better. Buddy also "rescues" his favorite house cat. We tell him to go out and call in Luna; he goes outside, barks, then the two of them come sauntering back in. After a rowdy puppyhood, Buddy has become the gentlest, sweetest dog. It's an important trait in a house with chickens and adopted shelter cats. I can't imagine life without our Buddy.
Two years ago, working in my kitchen one afternoon, a very loud mournful cry came from the backdoor. Running to see what was wrong, I saw a young mother, nose pressed against the screen, peering into the house. At her feet was a tiny 2 week old orange kitten, curled up, and very still. I scooped him up to find his mouth was filled with dirt and his little body covered in fly eggs. I looked down at his mother, seeing the pleading in her eyes, I took her boy in, washed him, and filled his tummy with warm goat's milk. My husband took the night feedings, every two, then four hours, until at six weeks this little precious life learned to lap on his own. We never saw our Duncan's mother again, but the reason, the courage, and the love she showed for her first born, to seek help to save him amazes me every day. The gift she gave us in return is priceless.
Charity, a loving little Beagle is one "miracle". Found in a ditch on a county road, suffering due to being hit by a car. A family saw her and rescued her. Charity, injured and pregnant, baring visible tire marks, needed vet care. PITA was contacted, Their advice was to take Charity to the vet and they would pay for euthanization. To save the dog's life, a decision was made to contact The Bridge Home No-Kill Animal Rescue.
The Director suggested the animal be taken to a local animal hospital for treatment. A drive for funds was launched by this group knowing medical expenses would be excessive. Upon evaluation, Vet Mike suggested "Charity" an appropriate name for this little dog who had required such expensive care.
On the second day in the hospital, Charity delivered 3 puppies, 2 were stillborn. The only surviving puppy was named "Miracle".
After seven day's at the vet clinic, Charity and Miracle were released in care of the Director of the No-Kill to be fostered.
In the months to come, Charity showed herself to be a Super Mom. The love mom and pup shared was evident in the way they interacted. Great effort was made to find these two a home together.
One day a lady came to the Adoption Center searching for a therapy dog for an Adult Day-Care. When seeing Charity and Miracle, she fell in love. She knew that these two would be perfect for the seniors, many of whom were unable to have pets of their own.
Charity and Miracle still "work" at the Center, residing with the Center's Director and seven children. Charity and Miracle found a loving, forever home. AND Miracle has found a very special friendship with a special needs child who loves him unconditionally.
A little over a year ago my 24 year old son came home with this cute puppy about 4 months old. I immediately said what is that -- and he said don't worry mom only taking care of for a couple weeks for a friend and he is paying me $300. Turns out that that was the story to get Piper to become a part of our family and loved by all before he revealed that he had gone to Noah's Ark and found the dog he had searched the web for -- a Ridgeback Pitbull mix. He said that Piper while not as cute as her sister who was also at the shelter did have the better personality. He was right. Piper is loveable, sweet, smart. And while we did not want another dog for lots of reasons, we are glad she is with us.
When I went to a local animal shelter four years ago, I fell in love with an orange tabby named Buddy and was determined to bring him home with me until I discovered he'd already been adopted. I was very disappointed, but the shelter volunteer told me that Buddy had a brother, so I agreed to come back the next day and meet him. Well, when I first met Theo, he was just about the crankiest kitty I'd ever seen. He was frightened and it was clear being cooped up in a cage did not rank high on his list of favorite things. Despite his seemingly sour disposition, I was assured by the shelter volunteers that, when relaxed, Theo was as sweet and snuggly as any cat they'd ever seen. They were right. He follows me from room to room and tries to cuddle at every possible opportunity. He makes me laugh every single day and I'm so glad I took a chance on him.
Our little "Lucky" dog was rescued from North Shore Animal League in 2007. North Shore rescued him from a kill shelter in Brooklyn where he was found wandering the streets sick (with an upper respiratory infection and double ear infection), matted, and with a small bullet or bb in his chest.
We were warned that he might have some special needs due to obvious abuse and neglect but we couldnt have imagined how well he would fit into our family and how sweet and loving this little dog is. We couldnt imagine not having him in our lives.
"Lucky" was named by the good people at North Shore Animal League and although I initally wanted to change it now I can't think of any name more fitting for him - he truly is a lucky dog and is really living the good life now. :)
All three dogs in this pic are our rescue doggies. The one at the far end is Molly. My ex found her running around our town one day, while out at lunch. She went to his brothers house first, as he wasnt into dogs, but did end up with her. She has been in the family for 11 years now. The closest one is Daisy, we found her at the Adams County Animal Shelter in November 2005. She is our Thanksgiving dog. She was running around on Highway 85 when she was picked up, so lucky she wasnt run over. Jennie, the dog in the middle was at the doggie daycare in Aurora, but was an Every Creature Counts dog. She is crazy dog and we love her to bits. I think she's a cat in a dogs body. LOL. We have been so lucky in that all the dogs get along so well. We always adopt dogs that are two and up. Jennie was about 6 when we got here. The other two were around 2. Am so thankful for my dogs. I started volunteering at the Animal Shelter in Adams County, so hopefully I can help get some dogs adopted there.
The family was in the car on our way home one evening when we saw something dart across the road. We looked and saw that it was a puppy. I asked my husband to please get out and catch it; I was afraid it was going to get hit by a car. He caught her and I got out of the car to look. As I walked toward him, he said, "Don't look at this face or you'll be picking out names." He was right. After driving around the neighborhood to make sure no one had lost her, we decided to keep her and add her to our brood of two dogs and two cats. When my husband took her to the vet the next day, he found out that a puppy that had to be her sister had been found a few blocks from where we found Jesse. Someone had dumped a litter in a nearby field. While what they did is an awful thing, we're so glad they did. Jesse found us that night, not the other way around. She is the sweetest dog on earth and we're so glad she's a part of our family.
I noticed Rook on pet finder, she looked so helpless in her picture and I had just started looking for a dog. She's come a long way from being found on the freeway!