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This is Christmas. Christmas Miracle Actually. So named because she had been shot and left for dead. She wasn't expected to live through the holidays one year and miraculously, she did and went on to live in my heart forever. I was part of a rescue team that saved her. She'd given birth to 7 pups and was foraging for food after being abandoned with about 20 other dogs. Someone had shot her and left her to die. She'd managed to bury her pups in a snowbank for safety. The medical team treating her realized she had been pregnant and whisked her back to the original location. There, buried in the snow, were 7 starving and cold puppies. We got them all adopted and Christmas came home with me. Today, she shares her home with 3 other rescue dogs.
We found Mayfair last winter timidly hiding in our garage for days. He was almost staved and could barely withstanding the cold. After we took him in, we came to know that he once belonged to an abusive home. After several months, Mayfair almost recovered from his scarred past and filled our house with love and warmth. We lost May last month due to a tragic accident but his memories live on within us. We miss him.
Our Rescue Organization does a lot of work with feral cats. We focus on TNR for the colonies in our area. One day we were after a female cat named Ciera who had successfully eluded our traps for 3 years. Finally, we caught Ciera! As we always do, we checked to see if she was nursing. Unfortunately, she was. We were torn as to what to do – let her go back to her kittens and potentially never catch her again or take her to be spayed, leaving the kittens to survive on their own. We began a frantic search, looking under every bush and backyard shed. 8 hours later, we found 3 tiny kittens. After evaluating them, we discovered that two kittens were born with limb deformities. They each were missing a portion of their hind legs. We knew it was going to be tough to find a home for these sweet babies. After several months, we finally found a woman who wanted to help a special needs kitten. She was only planning on adopting one, but once she saw Toby and Lucy, she couldn’t help but adopt both. Toby and Lucy adjusted well to their new home. Toby was able to get around well and could even keep up with the other cats in the house! Lucy’s mom felt bad that Lucy was often left behind, so she adopted another kitten with disabilities to keep Lucy company. Lucy’s new friend had paralyzed hind legs and used a wheelchair. Lucy and her new friend became best buds, doing everything together. These lucky kittens not only survived a difficult separation with their momma and endured the difficulty of their disabilities, but they managed to win the heart of a wonderful woman who gave them the best life imaginable!
Casper came to us as a feral cat, but under the loving care given by Sandra, his foster mom he was able to be adopted. After two years of living in this home, he escaped thru an open window. Sandra immediately contacted her co volunteers at the Stoneham Cat Society, Stoneham MA and others to make posters and go door to door in this heavily wooded area. Casper went missing the first week of May and was never seen again. People did call with possible sightings, some calls were particularly cruel. Sandra was relentless in replacing the old posters with new. Little did we know that Casper was close by, less than a football field away from his home. Finally 6months later in October the day arrived that we had all been hoping for. The call came in to the hotline, CASPER HAS BEEN SPOTTED. The people began to feed him and two weeks later, on Halloween Night , we got the call. “He’s here bring the traps. With nervous excitement we set the traps and low and behold it was just a matter of hours and they had him. We rushed out holding our breaths, could it REALLY be Casper?? After six long months?? To our amazement it was him. Off to Sandra’s house we go, we had not told her of this because we did not want to get her hopes us. Sandra could not believe her eyes when we walked in with him, her excitement and joy brought tears to our eyes. A quick check of Casper and we could see he was full of ticks and wounds. He spent the next 10 days at the hospital recovering from anemia and the wounds. He now lives in his “Forever Home” with Sandra and his new friend Cupid.
This all happened Easter morning 2009.
My husband, Ron, was walking our 12 year old (diabetic and completely blind) Samoyed Lacy when she sniffed something in the brush beside the road. When Ron investigated further he found this tiny scared little kitten all by herself. So, not seeing any mother cat, he picked her up.She about 2-3 weeks old when her life changed forever.
I was home when Ron finished his walk with Lacy. I heard him come in and he called to me to look at something. I was half sleeping before church Easter morning. Then I heard a faint mew. I said, "If I can't keep it, don't bring it home!! As soon as I saw her, I fell in love with this tiny kitten.
Lily's life began an infant feral kitten in the woods beside the road to our home. There are many more that are untouchable, unloved and unfed that die each day, but our Lily will be with us forever. We also have 5 dogs, 4 of which are also rescues.
Feral kittens and cats are different from domestic ones and much harder to earn trust from. But the times when she chooses to lay in our laps makes it worth it.
We found this beautiful little baby 28th of Oct 2009 sitting in my husbands wheelbarrel. He was raking up the bird seed when he noticed something moving. There she was, a lost little feril kitten, 2 pounds and about 5 weeks old. She must have wandered away from her Mom.
She is now going on 12 weeks old and is a pistol plus, but, I just absolutely adore her.
Oh what also makes her special is that she has 1 green eye and 1 blue.
When Shea came to live on our farm at 18 months old, it was the seventh time she had changed hands in her short life. She had missed out on cuddling, playing, and training. It was years before she would run for fun or play freely or accept a hug. She hates canes, hot air balloons, overpasses and grooming.
Shea has a special sensitivity for the distress of others. If a horse is in pain, she will lie directly in front of the stall or the field; if we don't come soon, she will find us. We have to hold her back when the vet is working or she will be right in the middle of the action. She seems to feel responsible for the newborn foals as well, escorting them to and from the field, and watching them all day.
One day in early April, my boyfriend was in our detached garage when he heard a strange sound. Thinking it was a hawk flying over he ignored it. After it continued he began searching the garage and found two kittens, half starved and near death. We estmate they'd been in the garage about a week with no access to their mother (a stray who'd been hanging around all winter). At only five weeks old, we couldn't believe they survived. After hand feeding them, nursing them through upper respitory infections and showering them with a lot of love, they are now two happy, healthy, boisterous cats. (Herman is still the loud mouth he was at five weeks. Afterall that noise is what saved both their lives!)
All of my life I had wanted a horse, always dreamed of it. My husband had always owned, trained and been around horses. When he retired we moved to our 75 acres in south central Kentucky, then I really wanted a horse and I finally convinced him of this fact. The only horse we went to see about is the one I have. She was 13 months old when I got her, I was her 4th and last owner; that was 4 1/2 years ago. She means the world to me, along with my husband (of course) and my 2 Black Mouth Curs and my Texas Longhorn Bull; all 5 are my life. This is Lakhota now very happy, very well cared for and loved to death.
Cub-E (the pretty Cinnamon Chow) came to us as a one year old foster two days after I lost my job. I promised that we would foster him for the Joliet Chow Rescue and I wasn't going to go back on that word. We worried about how we would pay for him but the nice lady at the Rescue promised she would help - she even gave us a bag of food. We already had a rescue Chow so we were familiar with the breed. I started cleaning houses to make money for his adoption fees and Cub-E and his sister Lanie just got along so well we realized within a short time that Cub-E found his forever home. He was found in a strip mall, totally matted and just a mess. Someone threw him in a dumpster as a puppy. The Chow Rescue had him shaved and cleaned up, worked with him and gave him to us. His sister Lanie (the cream colored chow) passed two years ago at the age of 16. We have since adopted another rescue chow/lab mix and Cub-E now has a new sister. We are the ones that are blessed with our wonderful Rescue Kids. PLEASE ADOPT!!!!