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My husband, a police officer, was working nighshift on July 4th weekend 2008. A tiny black kitten got tossled under an SUV. My husband stopped to make sure she was okay. She was so tiny he couldn't leave her there. She was ferrel and scared. He called me at 1:30 am to meet him outside to pick up the kitten. I got her inside and she was so skinny. She slept in a box on the bed that night because I was afraid she might get lost in the covers. The vet said she weighed less than a pound. She was covered in fleas and ear mites. It took her a little while to learn how to eat and gain some weight. Now she is 2 years old and loves to play! She is learning how to play with our six other rescued cats and doing great!
Right before Halloween, this little girl made her home in our backyard and decided she wasn't going to leave. When we realized she had adopted us, we took her to the vet for shots and brought her inside. Just 6 short months later, she became very sick, her liver and kidney's had shut down. We don't know what the first 8 years of her life were like but we know that she had a loving home with us for the last few months. She was a special girl and we loved and miss her very much.
Zsa Zsa was a resident at The Franklin County Humane Shelter in Tenn.This is a "no kill" shelter and it was not likely that Zsa Zsa, a special needs kitten would be adopted. As a volunteer for the shelter, I fostered her until she died.
In the picture I drew of her, it's easy to see how much she liked to snuggle.
I miss her !
In February 2010 I adopted Lola Falana from the Washington Animal Rescue League (WARL) in Washington, D.C. The WARL actually rescued Lola from a puppy mill in Arkansas in November 2009.
It has been six months and Lola is adjusting quite well to a loving, caring and normal lifestyle. She has experienced some health issues but with regular medical care, she will be a picture of health soon. It takes Lola a while to warm up to strangers. To me, she’s just an angel and I don’t know how I managed without having her in my life sooner.
The picture shown is Lola trying to get in the car to go for a ride!
One Sunday a cat showed up on our front porch. She was very sweet but very skinny as well. I instantly gave her some milk and she drank it very fast. We have 3 dogs and have never had a cat so I had to go to the store and get her some food. I couldn't stand the thought of her going hungry anymore. She is now healthy and playful. My 6 year old daughter loves her so much and decided to name her Maggie. I'm convinced Maggie came to our house for a reason and now that she's here we cant imagine our lives without her!
My husband and I adopted Jack from the Humane Society of Broward when he was four months old. A few weeks earlier, we had lost our German Shepherd, Magnum, to old age. For the first eight years, Jack was "an outside dog," spending his time with our other adopted family member, Logan. They were inseparable. But when Logan was gone, eight years later, Jack was introduced to a dog door, which allowed him to come inside. It wasn't long before the house was his. Sure, he still made sure there were no squirrels that would dare to enter his yard, but without Logan, he preferred to keep an eye on us.
Jack is 15 now and loves curling up on his beach towel. He can't hear anymore, so those naps are even more enjoyable. His hearing loss coincided with a move to a new house and the loss of his dog door. It was an anxious time for him. But he's picked up on sign language and we communicate just fine. His favorite word has always been "go." It doesn't matter where, as long as he's going. So that was the first sign I taught him. He's my shadow and goes with me everywhere, even though he has to allow me to lift him in and out of the car. He still manages several walks a day, but should a squirrel or a rabbit dare to cross his path, the puppy is back, if only for a few minutes.
I think he's enjoyed being part of our family, and he knows he has me wrapped around his . . . front paw.
hi there from Ascot, England. this is my lovely Ted, a funny and huge whiskered puss. what a handsome fellow! his film star looks grabbed me immediately. He has a friend called Fat little Maude and he thinks she is a toy and consequently is always in pursuit. we love him dearly . (and atlittle Maude too) he'd love to feature on your website.
Popeye is a one eyed Boston Terrier that my husband and I rescued from a shelter. When we got to the animal shelter, my husband told them to take us to the most pitiful dog that they had there. Of course they pointed to Popeye who they said only had 1 day to live since he had been there so long and no one seemed to want him. He was flea and dandruff infested, very dirty and quite thin with a very sad look on his face. My husband then said he's the dog for us and I fully agreed. He is now extremely healthy and loves to sleep under the covers in our bed and snore all night. He loves to carry toys around the house and play. We can't imagine what our life would be without him.
My Ziggy started out owned by an elderly woman who whacked him on the muzzle with a cane causing a horrible deviated septum. (As a result he has a horrible fear of canes and struggles to breathe.) From there he went to her daughter, then a friend, another friend and finally ended up at the pound in the small town of Johnson City, Texas where he was born. I was looking for a playmate for our first pup, Mr. Mocha Java (Mojo) who was now a year old.
We met him as his obnoxious poodle cut was so grown out he had dreadlocks and looked like a rasta puppy...so the name stuck.
Once a timid pooch, Ziggy has recently come into his own. Although his beard has gotten rather grey this year you'd never guess his age by his demeanor. He insists on a rigorous wrestle atop the bed each morning and has a wide and varied vocabulary....(just "woofing" is for dogs).
Our Mojo passed away last December and Ziggy and I are clinging tight to one another in fellowship. He's my loyal companion, faithful protector and one cute pooch!! Life just wouldn't be the same without him!!
Molly lived for 5 years in a puppy mill inside of a cage. She had no hair on her back side area. We rescued her from an animal rescue shelter. At first she was afraid of my husband and myself, did not trust us, afraid of all normal sounds in a home, but now she is finally coming out of her shell and follows me everywhere I go. My husband is blind and she knows that and stays by his side whenever I am away from the house. Finding Molly has been such a precious gift for us. We spoil her very, very much and she loves her new home.