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I inherited Silly from a family member, and she was soon the best friend of Sophie the Lab. Sophie and I were heartbroken when we lost Silly to cancer four short years later, and I decided we needed a new furry friend. Despite numerous trips to local shelters and rescues, I couldn’t find the right dog to fit into our little family; it was just too painful thinking of replacing Silly. The day after I made the decision to stop looking, I spotted a dog on the freeway. In fear she would run into traffic and be hit, I immediately pulled over and called her to me. She came without hestitation so I put her in my car and took her home. The next day I took her to Sophie’s vet who scanned for a microchip and, because we had no clue of her background, vaccinated her when I said I would keep her until I found her owners or a new family. It was rough going at first; the pup was about 9 months old and a bit wild. Not finding her owners I assumed she had been abandoned and set out to find her a home. No one wanted her and pretty soon it became obvious she wasn’t going anywhere. In keeping with naming Sophie after Sophia Loren, one of my favorite actresses, I decided to name her after another Italian actress, Gina Lollobrigida, Lola for short. That abandoned wild pup became Lola, the Freeway Wonder Dog, the sweetest girl who loves everyone and everyone loves back.
One Sunday, sitting on the lanai looking through the paper we saw an article about a local person whose property was raided and over 260 dogs were rescued from small wire, chicken coop like cages that were stuffed several pups to a cage and then stacked on top of each other. I was compelled to meet these dogs, and perhaps adopt one.
The first dog we saw was Declan. He’s afraid of men they said. Since my husband would be the primary caretaker, a dog afraid of men might not work out. We looked at other pups, they didn't work out. Declan was on the opposite aisle all alone, kept barking a soft wuff, wuff, I didn’t even notice him. My husband brought him up again and asked about him again We were told he was in foster but was brought back just today to be sent to Jacksonville shelter on Monday, they were asking for any terrier types. That he had bitten one of the male rescuers and generally didn’t like men. I looked at him and although he was very calm and laid back (what I would later realize was fear) he was also VERY curious. My husband walked by his enclosure and he’d put his head down as he passed and sniff sniff after him, but not turn away. Is he promised to Jacksonville? No, was the reply if you want him you can have him! I asked that my husband try to walk him, alone. After The walk I then asked my husband “Well? Is this the one?” YES!. He didn’t hesitate and we brought Declan home that day. We renamed him Archie We quickly found out that he was on his very best behavior during that first walk as we had many many struggles helping him overcome his fear of men. I don’t know what helped Archie put on such a brave face, but I'm glad he did! We might not have adopted him! Overall he is one happy healthy boy and he’s now my very best hairy boy
Three year ago this Thanksgiving as I turned on our county road to go home I saw the most pitiful small white dog I had ever seen, just standing by the roadside. I hurried home and got some dog food for her and went back and fed her. She was so starved that she could not even stand up to eat. I brought her home and discovered that she had so many fleas that they had eaten her hair off in places. My husband came home and saw her and said her name is Lucky and we were keeping her. After several days with lots of food and flea killer we realized that she had not been named correctly. Her name should be Happy because she was such a happy little dog, but more than that she makes us happy. She is so sweet and loving.
About 3 months ago in the very same place that I found Happy I looked and saw a tiny kitten in the bushes. I stopped and called her just knowing that she would run away but to my surprise she ran to me. Now we have 2 blessing that we have found by the roadside. Each and every day we are thankful for our blessings found by the roadside.
Champ along with 4 litter mates were put in a garbage bag filled with garbage and left in a ditch to die at just 1 day old. Luckily, a runner heard something and looked down to see the pups trying to find warmth. The gentleman took them to the nearest vet and then the local no kill shelter I volunteer at. We have had Champ since he was 2 days old. Bottle feedings every hour and a half with heat lamps and warm water bottles to stay warm.
Now almost 7 weeks later he is thriving. He is almost 9 pounds and his DNA revealed he is a Treeing Walker Coonhound. He is a great addition to our rescue family and couldn't be more loved. It has been amazing watching him grow. We can't wait to see what his future holds.
We got Trixie in September, after our 10 yr old Max passed from cancer. I talked to our Vet, and found out that they had a 10 month old rescue dog there, and she was my Vet's personal save. After hearing her story, I decided I wanted to meet her. I fell in love the second I saw her. She was 5 months old when she was rescued. She had been hit by a car and left for dead, her pelvis broken in 3 places. She was pregnant, and had garbage in her belly from eating out of a dumpster. And the bushes she was sheltering herself in were infested with ticks, therefore she was infested as well (which is how she got her name "Ticksy Trixie" aka "Trixie"), and contracted Lyme Disease. She had never been in a home before. Never had anyone to love her. Yet there she was, running to me at our first visit, tail wagging, and tongue ready to cover me in kisses. I knew then that we were meant for each other. I brought her home 2 days later.
She was scared at first. I had to coax her into the door, as she had never stepped foot in a house before. This was 2 months ago. She can now sit, give paw, sit pretty, roll over, and a few other tricks. She's my best friend. I don't think she'll ever know that we're not the ones who rescued her. SHE rescued US, and showed us that it's ok to love another pet!!
We decided to get a rescue dog to keep my elderly mum company during the day. We went to the local SPCA and we had a list of pre-requisites. The dog had to be young, a female, not too timid and not too large. We looked through all the cages and it was fairly upsetting with all the barking of dogs that wanted to get attention. In one of the last cages, we saw a Staffy cross and my sister thought she looked nice. We looked for details on the name cards and I saw that there were supposed to be two dogs in the cage. The other was a young, female, Jack Russell cross. As we looked to the back, this skinny, little, timid angel emerged and came to greet us. She licked my finger when I put it through the wire to stroke her nose - so we knew she was the one.
Sunny came home with us shortly afterwards and we have now had this darling in our lives for 4 years. She is more my dog than my mum's - but she still keeps my mum company during the day. She is so excited when I get home each day. She is not timid anymore and trebled her weight to around 60 pounds. She is a Jack Russell cross Italian Greyhound and is a really fast runner and she loves her walks. She is so fussy with her food and one would think a rescue dog would be happy with any food. She loves all her doggy treats though. She is a much loved family member, and the light of our lives. She rescued us as much as we rescued her.
It was the weekend before Halloween 2013 and I was visiting my sister in Henderson, NV, My sister, her friend and I had decided to go to the bakery to get donuts. On the way to the bakery we saw a dog running as if it was lost. My sister started to call the dog but she kept running so I yelled for the dog to “STOP”, it did, next I said “COME” in a firm voice and it did. There was no collar on her so we put her in the car with us and went to the bakery. My sister feed the dog six donut holes, which she loved. We keep the dog with us that night and she slept with me, the next morning, we took her to the vet to scan he for a chip which she had one. We called the owner and took the dog back to them, as we were leaving the dog began to follow us.
The next day I’m back in Phoenix and thinking about the dog, so I called the owner to ask about her and was informed that she was lost again. I immediately called my sister; she posted lost dog signs with her phone number because she discovered the owner had moved. I called the animal welfare in Henderson for three days hoping that she had been found or dropped off. On Wednesday an officer called because she was found.
For three days I called to find out if the owner had come to get her. On Halloween I decided to drive back to Henderson NV, that evening my sister and I removed the signs. On Friday morning I adopted DONUT and brought her to live with us here in Phoenix.
It was July 15th, 2012 when I heard the faint cries of a kitten while starting my daily walk. So being a cat lover, I shifted my routine map and followed the cries to the river across the street from our house and there, struggling in the water and mud was this tiny gray and white kitten, trying to get out of her predicament. I stepped in the water and scooped her out. She was breathing very heavy and I felt as if she was near the end of her life trying to save her own life. I immediately took her back home and got her cleaned up and dried off. She has never left my side since that day. She brings such joy to our lives and loves to play fetch! I am so glad I followed those tiny cries for help that day. I would do it again in a heartbeat!
I had moved to a new state, new job, new husband and my life was lonely. I saw Nova's photo online at a rescue group about 2 hours away. Once I met her I fell in love. We have been together for 12 years now. I rescused her after she was once in an abusive home, then lived in a car....she in turned helped me through a divorce and death of many close relatives. She is what I look forward to every day.
I'd been thinking about adopting a pug for a couple years, but wasn't sure I was ready for the commitment. I like to travel and often took last minute trips to visit friends around the country, and I didn't want my lifestyle to change. One day when I was browsing the adoptable pugs in my area on petfinder.com (as I did often), I saw this little rescue pug girl from South Korea with a wonky eye and lots of attitude and just knew she had to be mine. By the time I contacted the rescue, they told me there were 3 other families in line to meet her before me, but they would keep me posted if anything changed. I was disappointed, because I just knew there was no way that all 3 families wouldn't work out. As luck would have it, the day they called me to say I could meet her was the same day I was flying home to Kentucky because my father had a heart attack. I asked them if they could wait for me to return, but I understood if they couldn't. They did, and as soon as I got home from nursing my dad back to health, I went to meet what would soon become the love of my life. Within minutes she had crawled into my lap and fallen asleep, and her foster Mom said, "I think she knows you're her new Mom." She had apparently hidden and stayed far away from all the other potential adopters who came to meet her. It was meant to be that this little 14 lb, wonky-eyed, full of personality pug girl was mine. She came to live with me the next day. She's bossy, demanding, and also the sweetest snuggler I have ever met. My heart has never known such true, unconditional love. Adopting Sora was the best decision I've ever made. She's changed my life, in all the best ways possible!