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Bob wandered up to our horse boarding facility as a kitten. He made his way into my heart with his friendliness, his companionship, his intelligence, and ultimately his spunkiness.
He came up missing suddenly, and I could not locate him for five days, in spite of my constant searching. One evening while calling his name, I heard a faint meow, and to my delight/horror, I found him trying to stagger weakly across a pile of building debris and weeds near the barn, to get to my side.
His right hind leg was broken in two places. We think that trespassers clubbed him as a prank, because of the evidence found at the barn.
I rushed Bob to our vet, and after multiple surgeries, he's home with me now for forever. I tell everyone that he's my "retired barn cat". What a delight he's been to have.
I spotted Sam on a rescue Web site and there was just something about his face that intrigued me. I read his story: He had been brought to a veterinarian's office after being hit by a car. His left eye was virtually out of the socket, he sustained injuries to his teeth and mouth and was diagnosed with feline leukemia. He was nearly put down but rallied on Christmas Eve 2004 and began eating on his own. I made arrangements to see him and he practically jumped into my arms, looked up at me with that one good eye (the other was put back in the socket but he has no vision in it) and began purring. That was it. I decided to take a chance, and it was one of the best decisions I ever made. Sam is loving, funny, laid back ... and the best gift I ever received. Now I wonder who adopted whom ...
I found our girl on line finally after searching for the face of an ^Angel^.
There she was staring at me from a high kill shelter with days numbered.
She was located far away but with the help of transporters we were able to meet and bring our girl home where she belonged.
It took her time to adjust to the warmth of a real home but has grown to know , trust and depend on the love and care she so deserves.
Just before Thanksgiving in 2007, a local pet store found five cat carriers holding 10 kittens by their dumpster. Someone had left them there the night before. It was freezing cold and they were left outside overnight. They all had severe upper respiratory infections and five ended up losing an eye due to untreated infections.
My little Merry Moo Miracle was one of those kittens. She had such a horrid eye infection when she was found her that she had to have one eye removed. The surgery was done a week before I adopted her. The first time I held her she weighed a little over pound and she stared into my eyes and purred. My heart melted and I knew she had to come home with me.
Merry's eye surgery turned out to be the least of her problems. When I brought her home she had almost no hair on her hind legs due to flea bites, she was extremely dehydrated and had the world's worst case of diarrhea. My vet said she probably wouldn't have made it if I hadn't taken her in. Her recovery was an uphill battle, and it took a little over three months to get her to the point where all her hair grew in and her intestinal issues were under control.
Despite all her medical problems, she remained loving and sweet. I never would have forgiven myself if I had left her in the pet store that day and I would have always wondered what happened to her. She had a very rough start but has now grown into a beautiful 2 year old cat with the shiniest black fur you have ever seen. She is my Merry Moo Miracle and I am thankful every day to have her in my life.
Who could possibly hurt an angel like this? Casey was very abused in her younger years. I found her through a friend who was fostering her. One look at those eyes, and it was all over. She has been the perfect addition to the family.
This is a story about a dog, who's name is Iggy. This poor dog lived his life chained up in the lower backyard of a house on my street. This dog was hooked to a chain that was about 5 feet long and heavy enough to tow a car with. He could barely had enough chain to get inside his doghouse which was falling apart. He spent his entire life just sitting, and waiting for someone to at least give him some kind of attention. Everyday I would pass by and look down at him, sometimes stopping my car and talking to him and then throwing food to him. It eventually got to me so I decided enough was enough. I contacted a friend of mine who works for DDB (dogs deserve better) and she told me we needed to get him out of there. We left notes on the door and no response. So one day this dog was running loose so I stopped my car, called the dog over to me and he came right away. He was a friendly dog even though some people probably would've been afraid of him because of his looks. I think he had some pitbull in him. I love dogs so I didn't care. Long story short, we found a great home for Iggy and he now lives the life of luxury in a highrise apartment with a loving owner. Instead of sleeping outside in all the elements, he now sleeps in a nice bed and is always safe, warm, fed and loved! Melody Schultz Cold Spring, KY
Our two cats of 15 years had passed away within 6 months of each other. We didn't know when we would be ready to adopt again but the house began to feel so quiet. The day after we decided to start "just looking" a friend called about kittens rescued with a feral mom who had to be put to sleep. Two of the kittens would have to be adopted together because they were very attached to one another. We took them and they have filled our house with joy and light and laughter and love.
This is Isabelle, or Stay Tuned. We saved her from going to slaughter. She is an OTTB(off the track Thoroughbred). She raced up until she was six years old and was abused on the track. A person then bought her to be an embryo transfer horse for their show horse. While giving birth to the foal, she almost died because they never cut her open (female race horses have their vagina stiched closed) and the owner was shouting she only wanted the baby alive, not my mare. So after going through a lifetime of abuse, and being 100+ pounds underweight, she is now a full figured, muscular, Hunter Jumper and will -hopefully- be showing in Devon next year
Our family was complete (or so we thought) with two adults and two cats (both are different). Then we get a call from my boyfriends mother stating her husband saw a little bob-tailed kitten that someone had just dropped off. With her being a breeder, she couldn't add this one to her "family". She knew we probably would take her and kitty unseen, we said yes. She went to the county dump, which is where the kitty was at, and rescued her for us. We drove to her house and to our wonderful surprise, the rescued kitty is a multi-colored bob tail and sooooo sweet. We took her home & "quarantined" her in our bed and bathroom, from our other cats, until we could see how she was going to do. Hazeka (which means rabbit - get it?) is the little princess of the house. Our other female, Halen (which is a silver Savannah), let her know early on that she would always be the Queen. As for Hunter, our (Curled Ear) male, well you know, we didn't have any problems with him welcoming her to the family. Now, with our trio of kitties, we are a complete family. So, it is true what they say.....Rescues make great family members!!!!
My sweet boy beagle-basset Hobie died Jan. 5 after doctors found a
massive tumor in his kidney. He survived the surgery, but didn't
survive the night. When I came that morning to get his stuff, he was
still there (prior to being shipped off for cremation). I spent an
hour with him in a room with a nurse, talking, crying, laughing and
telling stories. I asked him for his blessing on getting another dog
and wound up going directly from the vet's office to the shelter where
I found Millie. She'd been turned in by her owners two days prior, so
she'd had a rough week, too. I'd decided long before Hobie got sick
that my next dog would be a lapdog and Millie has worked out
wonderfully. She loves everyone, loves to give kisses and snuggles
with me every night. One of the first days I had her we went to sit on
the couch and she plopped down right on my cold feet! I can't help but
miss Hobie but Millie has helped me mend my broken heart.