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I literally picked Friendly up out of the street while away at college in 1999. We had seen her circling our apartment complex for about a month, but she wouldn't let anyone get near her. I guess she got hungry enough, because one day she just came right up to me. It was obvious that she had been mistreated while out on the streets, or maybe even before. It took a long time for her to move past her "issues" but I wouldn't trade her for the world. Friendly's sweet and sassy personality eventually developed when she realized that she was in a safe place. She has been a faithful and loving girl to me for over 10 years now. She's been with me through graduations, moves, breakups, ups and downs, and everything in between, and she will never have to worry about being abused or hungry ever again. Her face is so cute, and she works those pitiful "I'm starving" eyes to her advantage. While I am sad to see her fur turning more and more gray, I know that I have given her a great life and that she will be cared for until her last day. Strays are so grateful for your kindness and love. If you are looking for a pet, please consider adopting a stray--you won't believe how much they can add to your life.
This is Hunter,a standard Beagle.Hunter is actually my daughter's buddy,and since she is unemployed and cannot financially care for his needs,my husband and i have taken over.Hunter's story is quite sad.My family and i had to have our Golden Retriever put down.We were looking at dogs at the Polk County Animal Services,you know "just looking",when we were walking through the parking lot to go to our car,when there was a man,who had this poor,underweight Beagle on this rope.My daughter was looking at the dogs in the kennel when i approached the man.This poor Beagle,who's name was actually Hunter,came up to me to let me love on him.The look in his eyes said"please take me home with you".I asked the man why he was here at animal services.He had said his family couldn't care for him anymore,and he didn't have anyone else who would want him."Besides"the man said,he ain't much of a hunting dog anyways.So Hunter and this man went inside for a few minutes,and my daughter Nikki, came back outside with Hunter."Mom!" she yelled,"They want to put this nice little Beagle to sleep"I asked her why,and she said because of his age.He is a senior Beagle.We weren't quite sure of his age,but we are guessing he is over 7 years old.He is now happy.
Dammit was born on my patio, when a feral cat gave birth to her kittens in a rainstorm - unusual for Phoenix! Eventually, they climbed the slider screen door, my jeans, the ladder up to the loft bed ... By the time Mom had gone off to greener pastures (so to speak), the kittens had moved right in. All three of them! That was three years ago. Two - and their progeny - now live with my adult son, and Dammit is one of my two fuzzballs - both of whom demand (and receive!) attention frequently. I have been informed in no uncertain terms that glass food dishes, not plastic or metal, are expected - as is "real" food, not that dry stuff!. Oh, yes - and they prefer a real tree (4' log, with bark) to commercial scratching posts. They definitely know who rules this roost!
On a frigid Rocky Mountain December night, our puppies and their littermates were found abandoned with no sign of their mother or people. We took home a male and female, who we named Ember and Halligan. According to genetic testing they are German Shepherd, Alaskan Malamute and Newfoundland. We love them to bits.
Unfortunately, two of their littermates were not so lucky, and had to be euthanised because the shelter ran out of room. It broke our hearts, and we dream of the day that animal shelters are empty and homes are filled with loved, happy dogs.
I found Lola on Petfinder, the same place I found my first love, Charlotte. I saw her adorable picture and felt drawn to her, and just knew I had to go get her. I drove 45 minutes to the shelter and I was told this sweet girl was abandoned in the bathroom of a Discount Tire store. She was much larger than her picture but I knew that we would just make it work somehow! I stuck my hands through the gate and she stood up, licked my hands and gave it her all to let me know how much love she had to give. She was scared and confused but wanted so much to be loved by someone. Lola is a smart girl with a very big heart and I love her dearly. She makes our little pack complete!
Our little tuxedo kitty with the huge personality originally came to us as a temporary foster animal. We started fostering cats as a way to do something to help animals in the shelter. We never had the intention of adopting one of them. We had a few cats and we were always ready to return them because they just didn't get a long very well with our dogs.
When Toby came to us, he was sick, abandoned and malnourished. The first day we had him in our home, he meowed so much from the room we kept him in that we thought we'd have to return him to the shelter. Then we discovered that he just wanted to be with us. Once we let him out of the room, he was fine. He was just trying to tell us how much he needed our companionship.
The day that he climbed onto the couch and slept right next to our schnauzer was the day we realized we needed him in our lives just as much as he needed us. We returned him after the period of fostering was over, completed the adoption process and brought him home for good.
He brings so much joy to our lives. He even goes on walks with us and the dogs. He isn't on a leash; he just follows behind and makes every turn that we do. Whether he is talking to us, greeting our visitors or cuddling on the couch, we can't imagine our lives without him!
When we lost our 12-year-old Rottie girl, I was heartbroken. She was my girl. I started to look at dogs on Petfinder and saw a picture of a 2-year-old Terrier mix at the Nashua, NH shelter. We went to see him. Our boy was fast asleep when we first saw him, but as soon as he woke up, and he and I looked at each other, it was a done deal. Without moving, he had leaped straight into my heart! Jib is such an exuberant, cheerful boy. He's perfectly wonderful!
My dad, sister, and I were at Publix one evening, loading the car with our groceries, when an adorable cat caught our attention. He had only one eye and looked thin and scared; we just had to help him! As our dad drove home to get a cage, my sister and I waited in the parking lot, while he ate some yogurt we had put out. While trying to find his owners, my sister and I couldn't help but come up with possible names for him (just incase we got to adopt him)! We decided on the name "Ricky". When we couldn't find his owners, we immediately made Ricky a part of our family. Due to our dad's allergies, Ricky is residing with us and our mom. He is a healthy, happy, beautiful kitty, living in a very loving home! Never again will Ricky be wandering the streets :)
My family has been fostering puppies for almost a year now. This is Panda-with 2 of her sisters from a litter of 9 Aussie Mix puppies-who was just placed in her FURever home with a wonderful couple. We screen applications and do home visits to make sure the placements are a match for both the animal and humans. As a bonus, our family has made FURever friends with several of our adopters as well. Fostering has been the most rewarding experience for my husband & I as well as our 2 young boys. Teaching them the value of life is priceless and the sweet animals we save are so grateful.
As a side note, if the first organization you volunteer to foster for does not fit well for you please "try try again". The match of people working together has to be good for the success of the rescues. Good luck and happy fostering :)
Corona was our very first "beginning to end" rescue with a local English Bulldog rescue. I found Corona listed for free on Craig's List. His owner was trading him in for a Pitbull puppy. Corona was living in a garage in the brutal Southern Florida summers. When he wasn't suffering through the heat he was running the streets until a neighbor would take him in and wait for his owner to come and get him. When my husband and I went to pick him up, he was covered in grease from living in the garage, he was overweight, and as if all of that wasn't bad enough, he had an embedded collar!! This beautiful boy needed six baths with Dawn dish detergent to get all of the grease out of his fur.
Today he is a gorgeous red brindle English Bulldog; he is happy and spoiled.
When Corona entered our home he completed our family. The adoption papers guarantee him a life of health, safety, and happiness. All of which he deserves.