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Pronk's mother was a street dog. She gave birth annually in a local neighborhood. No matter how hard the caring people tried, they couldn't catch her. She would bring her puppies to a caring person's porch and hope they would find a home.
Pronk was adopted as a sweet puppy and returned to the foster group six months later, for being "vicious". We just happened to be there when he was returned. "Vicious?", we thought. He seemed so calm and pensive. We took him for a walk and decided to give him a try. That was 4 years ago. Our Pronk is the the epitome of a gentleman. Pronk lives with several new "siblings" and treats them all with respect, although his strength could certainly prove otherwise. I am proud to have Pronk at my side.
We have never regretted the day we took a chance on this vicious dog.
Have you ever wished someone would have given you a second chance? Remember that when you look at that set of eyes who seem to be saying, "I think I could bring something special into your life."
My name, Lucky Stanton Woods and the story goes like this~~my momma WAS NOT a CAT person, and I had been crying for 2.5 days under her house so she finally had a friend move a panel on the house and he had to look for me and find me as my Mother had dropped me off and left me all by myself never even made me a bed. This guy called Ted found me and handed me to this lady, Charla, I call meeoommm she fell in love with me as I was so tiny I fit in her hand perfect and she gave me some warm 2% milk with this eye dropper thing and all that took place on a Saturday so 2 days latter she took me to a vets office hoping someone else would take me BUT they sold her a bottle and some good milk for me and I had my home and I knew my meeoommm loved me as she was always feeding me, I went everywhere she went, as she would put me in a big purse, it has been awesome. That was all 2 yrs and 3 months ago and I love her so much she takes me to the park and pushes me around in a buggy, I hear the ducks making noices, I just stare at them. She gives me Tuna on occassions, I think that is why I weigh 14.4 pounds but I am very gorgeous,:) my meeooommm tells me so, and I am copper and white, boy does she get mad when someone says I am yelow or orange, cuz she says I look like a new penny. I am just as glad as she is that she has me!! She calls me her little "Dumplin"
This August 7, 2010, Bingo (12 lb miniature poodle) will turn four and up until January a Breeder in Georgia held Bingo hostage to stud until Napier saved him. Bingo is his new name, and we have Napier's Log Cabin Horse & Animal Sanctuary, Inc. in Bradenton, Fl to thank. It is four weeks now since we have given him his forever home, and the transformation is amazing. He now plays, is willing to socialize and has brought much joy and laughter into our home. He follows me everywhere and now loves to go outside for his walks, runs and more frolicking. His favorite is running and rolling around in the fragrant grass. He is receiving lots of love and giving back ten fold. Even our cats are starting to share in the playtime activities which is priceless. If you have never rescued, please consider doing so.
Bradenton/Lakewood Ranch, FL
Ned picked us out at the SPCA in 1992 when we went in just to look. He was just a little inconspicuous brown boy but he was beautiful to us.
He is now 20 years old, can't see very well or hear but his 'smeller' still works great so he knows pretty much what's going on around him.
He loves his little 14 year old brother Oliver, and the highlight of their day is when Dad comes home and gives them treats.
The last day we were on vacation, two 1 month old babies were carried by their feral mother through our cat door and left in our basement. Squirt (light ears) was very ill and barely mobile while Sister (dark ears) was ill, but hissing and hiding. My daughter caught them and took them to the vet. Both babies had serious respiratory infections and Squirt's eyes were sealed shut from the oozing.
My husband wanted to keep them, so on the way home from the airport, we stopped by the vet and brought them home. Such beautiful but sick little babies. The vet talked with us in cautious tones and, while not saying it, left the clear impression they probably would not survive the coming weekend. At that time we took these pictures showing Squirt at 0.4 lbs and Sister at 0.7 lbs.
A month and a half later, they are both on wet and dry food, playing and running happily with our other cats. They have grown from babies into kittens. Squirt is 2 lbs and Sister is 2.5 lbs. The vet said, "Well, it certainly looks like you have The Touch! I really did not expect them to live."
I see their mother when she is waiting for the food we put out and her other kittens play on our wall and in our back yard. The vet techs, say she left the kittens in our basement because she knew we would take care of them. I didn't really believe that, but it looks like they (and their mother) were right!
Their kitten antics are a constant source of joy with the amazement that they were strong enough to survive such a rocky start in life. Our beautiful babies are no longer sick and have a forever home.
Pearl was abandoned on the Streets of West Chicago. It had been six years since we have had a dog and finally we got Pearl. Pearl is the same breed of dog my dad had as a kid, a miniature poodle. Now she knows sit, lay down,
shake, come here, and stay. She's only 1 yr. old, she's smart, playful, very loving, and very silly.
I was looking for a small dog when I visited Home for Friendless Animals in Waynetown, IN. But then I saw this very shy cream colored dog named Dora. As other dogs barked for my attention, Dora just looked at me with dark brown eyes. She weighed about 35 pounds and looked to be a lab mix. I decided I wanted her.
I knew she had a rough beginning so I decided to spoil her. She quickly earned the name Princess. There was a period of adjustment as she got used to living inside but overall she did well. She learned simple commands like "sit" but she also knows the words "walk", "car ride", "snacker" and "bathfurs". She's not a fan of the last one.
I couldn't imagine not having Princess. She's my protector and my companion. She loves to sit in my chair and a half with me and cuddle. Walks are a daily occurence because if I don't take her, she will stare me down until I get the leash. Thunderstorms scare her still but I'm not a fan of them either. She has never chewed on things that were not hers. She learns things quickly, although she is stubborn.
Princess was at the shelter for over a year and so many people chose not to adopt her because she was so shy. Those people missed out on a sweet dog that just wants to please. But I know my life has been enriched because I have Princess.
Dolly is our shelter dog that helped us get over the loss of our previous shelter dog of 11 years, Asia. We've spoiled Dolly for 2 years and she's the queen of the house! She fits right into our family and loves to go for walks (a few a day) and car rides! She has trained us to rub her belly when she rolls over. Both our shelter dogs changed our lives...give a shelter dog a forever home, you won't be sorry!
Harley was set to be put down July 26 2010, i had been looking for a rottweiler and my girlfriend came across him on a site. She went and picked him up for me on July 22 2010. He is approximately 18 months old and 113 lbs. He is probably the nicest dog i have ever owned, he is calm, doesn't bark at everything loves to run and play. Although he is still adjusting to his new enviroment he shows that he is happy where he is. His original owner was killed in a car accident from what the pound that we got him from said, his mother had brought him in and surrendered him for an unknown reason. This is the first animal i have gotten from a shelter or pound but it will not be the last. He's very social with people and other dogs.
Our kitty Shoestring went quickly and it took me about two years to decide to adopt a kitten. After searching on Petfinder.com I found him. A gorgeous kitten who had been moved from back n forth from his part-time foster home to a cage in a pet store. Floyd was his name until I changed it to Loki. Norse God of Mischievious which is exactly who he is. Into everything from Purses to garbage bags. Anywhere he can fit. He loves his picture to be taken. Along with my our dog Emma, they are the apples of our eyes. Please adopt.