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Boomer-Don't shop, ADOPT!

We had been looking at the shelters for a dog for quite a few months and just never found that perfect match. On a whim one day we drove to a town a few miles away to look at a yellow lab. We had nothing for a dog, not a leash or collar, we were not prepared to take one home that day. They brought the yellow lab out and he was really not interested in us. I asked about the large black dog we saw when we came in. Bubba Q was brought out and immediately went to my husband and put his paws on his shoulders. It was love at first sight. This dog was so excited to be around people. He had a lot of energy but also had an "off" button and would drop to the ground when scratched on the belly.

We took him home that day, without the typical doggie supplies. My daughter renamed him Boomer because shortly after we left we discovered his bark, a very loud, deep bark. He is incredibly smart and can sit, shake, commando crawl, and stay. His favorite game is "soccer"; he will kick his ball back to us when we throw it to him. He has enriched our lives so much. He is the best dog ever and people that say shelter dogs are "broken" have never owned one. Please find it in your heart to adopt, sponsor, or foster a homeless animal. Your life will never be the same.

Anonymous
Grand Island, NE

Love at First Sight

I had been thinking about getting another dog for a few months. My dog, Cheyenne, was lonely after her brother Remington had passed away. Two dogs can be much harder than one but I knew Cheyenne needed a playmate. A friend who was looking for a dog called me from the shelter to let me know of this really cute dog that looked lonely and so scared. I told her I would go look but I was definitely not getting a dog that day. I went to the shelter and saw this skinny, shaking, terrified dog who was sitting in a kennel with his ears back. I called him over and he came and I began to pet him. The shelter workers told me that he had been in there for 10 days and hadn't eaten the entire time. His "family" had dropped him off and left him because they didn't want him anymore. He was 7 years old and a golden retriever/chow chow mix. He was so sweet and as I was petting him he put both paws on my hands and sat on his back legs almost in a praying position. That did it for me....he was coming home with me! His name was Titan and I kept his name the same since I didn't think it was fair to change it since he had had it for 7 years. Titan and Cheyenne got along very well and loved each other. Titan ended up having some skin allergies that took a while to figure out. He is now on a special food and has a thyroid condition, but is overall healthy. He is a sweetheart and loves nothing more than to lay next to you and have his belly rubbed. His only vice is that he likes to get loose and run away. It's a big game for him and he wants you to chase him. He is now 15 and has slowed down considerably. Titan has taught me so much and he will always have a piece of my heart.

Chris
Albany, NY

Piggy Gave Us Purpose

We got a call one day from a shelter in our area about a small, female chihuahua that had been surrendered by her owners. She had a large tumor on her belly, which was removed by shelter, but it was found to be cancerous. The shelter didn't feel that anyone would want to adopt a dog that was going to die, so they checked to see if we would take her home.

The second I saw her, I knew she was my baby. She didn't have a name. She was fawn colored, 4 lbs and as cute as she could possibly be.

My husband and I watched her for a few days and after hearing her snort while she ate, we knew her name was Ms. Piggy. The Pig, Piggy or some combination of that name is what we called her for the next 6 months.

She loved her mama. We sat on the couch many nights, her fast asleep by my side. Daddy would say "where's mama?" and she would immediately lift her head, look around, see her mama and back to sleep she would go.

Her cancer returned and slowly her heart began to failure, but her zest for life and her mama never stopped.

The day we said goodbye to that 4 lbs miracle was the hardest day in our lives but it pushed my husband and I on the path of doing what we were meant to do on this earth. We have hospiced 5 dogs since Piggy in 2 years. Each and every dog is loved in her honor.

We will always love you, Piggy.

Mama and Daddy.

Leann Oxley
Des Moines, IA

Who Would Have Thought...

My niece and her girlfriend started feeding a stray cat that showed up at our house, she was extremely friendly and loved everyone. Shortly after that I realized she was pregnant, so she came inside and gave birth to 6 babies. One died shortly after birth but there were 5 very healthy kittens, we thought 3 boys and 2 girls. The mama cat became ill when the kittens were 2 weeks old and ended up at the vet for over a month. My niece, her girlfriend, and I fed the kittens by syringe for several weeks, all through this I was ADAMANT that I was not keeping any of the kittens.

My male black lab decided that these kittens were his babies and he started caring for them. He bathed them and watched out for them, and when they slept they slept next to him. Except for one little boy kitten that decided that I was more comfortable than my lab. The picture is of my little Petey on my shoulder sound asleep, every time this kitten was around me I found that this little furball was attached to me. I was still claiming that I was not keeping one of the kittens.

My niece and her girlfriend decided to keep two of the kittens. We had homes for the other three kittens and when the time came I could not do it this little baby chose me and I was keeping my Petey.

The last surprise was when we took the kittens to the vets to start shots we got a big shock, there were 4 girls and 1 boy, apparently we are not very good at telling the sex of cats, but the cats already knew their names, so my baby girl stayed Petey and she brings me joy daily.

My black lab still sees her as his baby, and my female dog Daisy, well, Petey has finally won her over too.

Alice
Winder, GA

my Diego

I found him as a stray, sitting in front of a dollar store. He was waiting patiently for anyone to give him a little something to eat. Instead, he was taunted and teased, and even hit. Never once did he growl or bite, but just backed away. The management said they were going to call the pound to get him. I couldn't let that happen...I fell in love and brought him home 3 years ago and love him more than ever. He is the most gentle and gentle dog I have ever loved....he is my Diego.

Frances Omlansky
Linden, CA

Bar Kitty

My mom and dad were downtown at a local restaurant/sports bar which was a local hang out for many people. It was about mid-September and the main door was open leaving the screen door closed for ventilation (its a rather small place and gets stuffy). My mom was sitting a table towards the middle of the room when the door swung open catching her eye but no one was there. No sooner had she turned away from the door thinking a breeze had caught it did a tiny little black kitten run straight up to her and jumped into her lap! With huge eyes and huge paws he snuggled into my mom.

It was like destiny! He sought her out of the room full of people. My mom looked at my dad who did not want another cat as we already had two. Mom promised to look for his home but to no one claimed him. He grew on my dad and he was my moms baby and would never leave her side. So mom took him to the vet and he made a nice home with us. His name became Spooky because he was black like midnight. My female orange tabby who was much older than him took to him like a mother.

Unfortunately being a stray and eating out of the trash for at least 6 months took its toll on Spooky and had worn down his kidneys. He was having to eat special food and would lose patches of fur. He made it a good 14 years before he got really sick. Finally his kidneys went into complete failure and my mom had to do the hardest thing, she finally needed to end his suffering. He could have lived a little longer with special medication and an IV drip but mom couldn't put him through that.

He had an amazing life. He was the baby of the family and was SO spoiled. He was so lovable and adored attention. R.I.P Spooky. You are always with us! <3

Jes Chorney
Belfast, ME

The cat that stole my heart

In December of 2012, I was bringing back the current foster I had to the SPCA for his adoption. It was close to Christmas time so I didn't want to take on another foster cat till after the holidays. When I was in the office talking to the people who worked in the foster program, they asked if I wanted to take another cat. I immediately said no, but then they mentioned they had blind female kitten who was sick with rhino. I became curious about this kitten so I decided to at least go see her.

The moment I saw this tiny kitten I fell in love. I begged my boyfriend to take her but he was still unsure about another cat. We told the woman that we will come back after discussing it for a bit and she agreed to reserve the cat for us. After a lot of convincing on my part, we went back to the SPCA to take her home.

Although she is blind (she was born with no blood vessels in her retinas), she didn't seem to have too much difficulty getting around. The stairs were a challenge at first for her but she also mastered those in no time. We decided to name her Rosie for the patches of beige-peachy colouring on her fur. Of course we adopted her soon after, and she has been a constant source of entertainment and companionship ever since. I am very proud of our foster failure.

Anonymous
Montreal, QC, Canada

Feral ? Fergus

Fergus started coming to our back door about a year ago. He was a hungry, skinny feral kitty I had seen in the neighborhood. Of course, I started feeding him (and any others who came around). Fergus faithfully came morning and night and soon was napping on our deck chest where I had tossed an old rug. We could tell he was sweet-natured as he would step aside for his lady "friend" and let her eat first.

We continued to feed him, and decided we wanted to take a more responsible role. We contacted our local TNR (TrapNeuterRelease) program and he was easily captured, neutered, given a rabies shot, then released into our backyard again. He was happy to be home and spent even more time close to our door. Our TNR also provided an outdoor shelter as the weather was cooling and he happily called it home until March of this year. He "went missing" and after 3 days of constant checking, I feared the worst. On day 4 he came dragging himself through the yard, so sick with an upper respiratory infection he could hardly see or breathe. We rushed him to our vet (capturing him was an adventure in and of itself) where he was given massive antibiotics and intravenous fluid. After discovering he was FIV positive, the vet suggested we "put him down". Not on our watch! We researched what we needed and decided he was safe to come into our home and took the chance he would be content as an indoor cat. He's now sleek, healthy and happy and the biggest love-bunny we could ever ask for. SO glad we rescued this gorgeous, sweet boy!

Anonymous
Blair, NE

Cuddles the Cat

Our Cuddles was found in the backyard of a house belonging to a Vet Tech. He was with his sister and their dead Mother, who had been killed by some animal. They didn't have their eyes open yet and Cuddles was missing half of his tail (presumably from whatever had attacked the Mother). They were taken to the Vet Clinic that she worked for and bottle fed around the clock by the staff. We went to see the kittens when they were 7 weeks old. The sister had just been adopted and Cuddles was crying constantly, as they hadn't been separated previously. He was a tiny ball of grey fluff with 1/2 of a tail. He stopped crying immediately & snuggled into my chest when I picked him up. He will be 1 year old next month and he has the most gorgeous silky black fur with a few white spots. He prefers the company of humans but also loves our Saint Bernard, Pearl. He comes when called by name and is ready to jump into our arms at a moments notice. It was a blessing that he was found by such a knowledgeable person who had the backing of her employer.

Anonymous
Louisville, KY

Tug Boat

It had been almost a year since I lost my last rescue dog to old age. I thought I would wait to get a new dog and hold out for a French Bulldog I had wanted for so many years. On a Saturday afternoon, my boyfriend and I went to the movie theater a bit early and thought we might walk down and see what the local pet store had going on and as it turned out they had an adoption event with three cute dogs. Naturally, I wanted them all because that is what us animal lovers do, but I really had my heart set on the male pug mix. I tried adopting him the next day but was told he was too aggressive and would not be good with my other dogs. I was frustrated because I felt they must have him mixed up with another dog, he seemed sweet as pie. Two weeks later, my boyfriend and I persisted and brought down our other girl dogs and he proved to be a total love bug (we later found out his aggression is toward male dogs, but it is correctable- you tell him no and he stops). I am so happy "Tug" came to help fill the void of my last dog I lost because there is something so familiar about him, he reminds me of my last little dude. Tug is just so chill and happy to hang around and loves a good nap- just like my last guy. It is funny how pets find us, sometimes when we aren't looking. He brings a smile to my heart everyday.

Anonymous
Valley Center, CA
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