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Java was a beautiful bengal cat that somehow became the neiborhood stray. He had a pemanent eye problem which may have led to him being unwanted. People would feed him, but no one truly wanted to adopt him. I found him hanging out by the side of the road one day and picked him up. From that moment on, he has been a very happy member of our family. He loves being the center of attention, getting into things, and adores drinking water from the faucet. Java will be a part of our family forever.
Riley came to us by way of our son and daughter-in-law. They adopted him from a Sacramento, Ca. animal shelter. He had been found in a sorry condition wandering in downtown Sacramento. He had been badly abused with rifle pellets in his back leg and ear. He suffered the results of a broken front leg that had never been set. After being brought to the shelter, he was given the name "Tex"----important to remember. Lisa and Kevin adopted him as our son had been raised with Irish Setters and "Tex" was an Irish/Golden Retriever mix. They renamed him Riley. When our beloved Lab died a year later, Kevin asked if we would like Riley as he and Lisa both now worked and couldn't give him the attention they felt he needed. We emphatically said YES. Kevin and Riley made the long drive to our home, and now, six years later, we ;feel very lucky to have such a good and loving dog. And where does our California Tex now call home---- where else but Texas.
When we went to the shelter to find a dog to adopt, it didn't take me long to find her. Chibi was the 9th dog I saw and as I looked into her cage, she walked up and put her paw out to touch me. I told my husband that she was the one I wanted. As we went to the viewing room to play with her, she was timid and scared. My husband asked me, "How do you know she will be the one?". Right then, she climbed up on his leg and gave him a little kiss on his cheek. We knew right then she was the one. We don't know her story during her first year, but every day she reminds us why we adopted her. Not a day goes by that we don't say how greatful we are to have her with us. She has been a wonderful addition to our family. She gets along with every animal she meets and loves playing with her big sister, Tinkerbell (a rabbit).
This is Joey. I went outside to dump the recyclables and there he was, looking at me like I'd kept him waiting. It was a small fortune getting him healthy, but it was so worth it...he's a very special boy. And yes, he is as crazy as he looks in the picture!
When I went to the local Humane Society to find a dog, they told me that the large dogs were outside and that I was free to go look. As I turned to go, two paws and one head peeked over the top edge of the counter. His ears were perked and he was smiling. That was it--love at first sight. I brought him home and he immediately made himself comfortable on the living room couch. But since then he has earned his keep. Coda became the "alpaca dog". He breaks up fights between the male alpacas and baby sits the newborn crias. When I can't find him I have learned to look under the shade tree in the pasture and there he is spending quality time with his herd.
Brandy and Sandy are sisters that my son and I rescued from the RSPCA in July of 1999. Maxine the Bulldog was a bonus that I bought 8 months later.
It has been 10 years now since I have shared my home, life, and heart with these wonderful creatures that are truly my girls. I can not imagine life without them. Unfortunately time goes so quickly. And all 3 are showing their ages now. They may move slower, sleep more, have pains in their joints. But if you look closely, you can still catch that climpse of puppy in them. The unconditional love I have received from all of them is more than I could have ever hoped for.
They are my life, my heart, my girls, and my daughters. We have from time to time sleeping parties in my bed. They are all 3 pretty big and do not give mommy much room. (but what the heck, they enjoy it.)
I will forever be greatful to all 3. As these are my first dogs ever. The lessons they have taught me. Patience, understanding, true love,and every thing else that would be to much to write. Is more than any one could read in a book. Or learn on their own.
I would like to share with you one of the 10 Pet Commandments.
10. On the ultimate journey, go with me please. Never say you can't bear to watch. Don't make me face this alone. Everything is easier for me if you are there, because I love you so.
And when my girls time has come. I will go, and mourn, and give it time. Then once again open my heart, home, and life to adopting 2 or more bundles of joy.
I love you! Brandy, Sandy, and Maxine.
Meet our Lucky Louie.....Mr. Louis to his close family.
Louie was found in a junk yard with his two sisters. They were abandoned there with no food or water for a couple weeks before Blue Dog Rescue found them and took them in. They had mange all over their bodies; severely dehydrated and malnourished. After a few days of recovery, Louis' two sisters died of Parvovirus. This disease being highly contagious, Blue Dog Rescue was expecting the worse and that little Louie would not make it. Days went by and Louie grew stronger and after final examination, he was healthy and without disease.
My wife found him first and it was just a picture of a baby pup with the biggest brown eyes on the Blue Dog Rescue website. She fell in love with him. After our 4 year old lab, Razor, died from Diabetes a few months before, she showed me Louis and we had to adopt.
Our 9 year old, Blackjack, was missing his brother Razor and ask us for another baby brother, so we introduced him to Louie. They became best friends right off. Louie followed Blackjack everywhere and would nip at him and bite his ears. Blackjack is so patient with him, correcting him occasionally. Blackjack is always keeping an eye on him as a big brother should.
Today, Lucky Louie is a beautiful, healthy, 2 year old lab, with a loving family. Thank you Blue Dog Rescue for saving him.
I found Hermes on Pet Finder just before Christmas, he had been rescued from a local breeder. The picture was so adorable, with a little red bow, it was stated that he needed extra love and care. I fell in love with him and picked him up on Christmas Eve.
Little did I know what I was getting myself into...he had a skin condition ... herpes and an ulcer in his eye. I took him to the vet and ophthalmologist for several months. Many times during my ordeal, people told me to let him go.
I am so happy that I stuck it through with this guy, he is so thankful and is such a bundle of joy to me and my other feline companions I couldn't image my life without him. He wakes me up every morning my licking the hair on my head. So many kisses and so much love.
I had been looking for a new kitty after losing my beloved "Murphy" to cancer last year. Murphy was a foundling that lived to be 18 years old and was very much missed. I found "Joey" - believed to be a Himalayin/Rag Doll mix - through Pet Finders. When I first saw him, he was in a back corner of a small room with many other cats who also needed homes. He was ill with horrible ear mites, a urinary tract and upper respiratory infection and didn't seem to care much what I did with him. After a lot of love and care, he is now completely well and full of mischief. He brings my husband and I continual joy. I not only was able to get this little animal back to health, but I now have another wonderful "life time" friend. He follows me everywhere.
My husband and I were each adopted by an "unconventionally rescued" pet -- rescued not from shelters, but from less-than-ideal living situations.
I fell madly in love with Zipper, a 5-year-old, 16-lb standard Yorkie, when he was the "resident pet" in an Assisted Living Facility where I worked in 2002. A history of improper care led to a life-threatening illness, resulting in Zip's "retiring" and becoming my full-time "child." I've had many pets, but Zippy is my first dog -- and our bond is unlike any other I have ever experienced. We had another recent scare -- diabetes leading to a stroke. He's recovering nicely now, and his strength and bravery throughout have been an inspiration. Each day is a gift.
In 2003, were given a 5-lb, 2-year-old Yorkie by a family who runs a reputable, licensed in-home breeding operation. Their favorite -- "Powder-Puff" (or "Puffer" as we now call her) -- was a terrible breeder and aggressive toward their other females. Tearfully, they gave her up for the good of the others. She went from the arms of her big, bearded, bear-like "Daddy" straight into the heart of her new big, furry "Poppa-bear", and has lived there ever since! (She's still a bit of a terror, but big brother Zipper is so easy-going that it's rarely a problem.)
Our "family" may be unconventional, but we seem to belong together -- and that's what counts!