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My husband and I were looking for a dog from local rescues, when we came across a picture of Zoe. We couldn't resist her beautiful spotty face. When we went to pick her up we found she had two litter mates also rescued from a kill shelter. One was big and beautiful; the other small, covered in mange and bald patches, and very talkative. We decided we had to take the ugly duckling, as his chances of being adopted seemed far less than his handsome brother. Nine years later, Kirby and Zoe are both happy, healthy, beautiful mutts. Adopting a shelter pet is the best decision you will make.
A little cat roamed the neighborhood for months. One day we found that she had been hiding 4 kittens. A rescue group trapped and took her kittens for adoption, had her spayed and returned her to the neighborhood. She is only about 10 months old and was already adding to the population. She was skin and bones from eating frogs so I started feeding her. A nasty neighbor demanded she be removed. I grabbed her and put her in the bathroom overnight to be sure she would use the litter box. It has only been six days but she no longer runs to get out and is starting to ask her 2 big "brothers" to play.
I am a foster for JCCare and help find forever homes for the Japanese Chins. Nellie was one of my recent fosters who came from an elderly couple who could not keep her due to their move to a retirement home. When I went to pick her up from the couple I could see how difficult it was especially for the man who had gotten Nellie as a puppy. I promised him I would take good care of Nellie and find her the perfect new home.
Nellie was very sad for several weeks when I brought her home as a foster. Since she was 8 years old I did expect to find her a home.
One day I took Nellie to the vet and there was a women asking the vet's receptionist about shelters because she wanted to get another dog since her pet had passed away several months earlier. I told the woman I had a foster dog who was wonderful and to make a long story short after meeting the woman's husband Nellie found her forever home again with a wonderful retired couple. You can see the love in the picture of Nellie's new parents.
I have adopted senior dogs in the past and people need to realize what great pets they make.
We get a call in one day that there was a 2 year old pit mix that was going to be euthanized if we didn't take her. Of course we took her in. Once she arrived we noticed that she had scars all over her body and face, and was missing a portion of her lip. This poor little baby had been dog fighting! But, that didn't change her a bit, she was still the most affectionate doggy! Once we brought her in and set her up, we started to notice that she had a case of kennel cough. Our wonderful vets nursed her back to health, but once her treatment was finished...we found out she was heartworm positive. Everyone at the shelter was heart broken! We started her on her heartworm treatment, and she did awesome. She will finish her treatment the end of July and will be ready to find her forever home. She's been though dog fighting, a bad case of kennel cough, and now heartworms! Her spirits are so high, and she's so loving and greatful.
I first saw Sugarbear in late October 2009. I had heard about a dog that had been living in the desert not far from my home. She was called Desert Dog. They said she had been living there for a couple of years. People occassionally gave her food and water but no one rescued her. I went out for seven months and took care of her and we developed this wonderful bond. On my third attempt to rescue her we were successful and she is at home adjusting to her new and amazing life!!!!!!
My grandparents took me to the Pinal County Animal Care & Control where I had seen a litter of Miniature Pincher/Shih Tzu mix puppies on Petfinder. We took out one, but she was very shy, running away from us and hiding. The next one we took out was named Wire. She was a beautiful chocolate color with red markings. She had enough Shih Tzu in her so that she didn't shed and my grandparents and I immediately fell in love. I had met perfect puppies for my family before but couldn't make up my mind quickly and we left and came back and they were gone, so I said to myself this time, "I can't loose another perfect puppy!" and we adopted her. When my grandparents were helping me fill out all of the papers, one of the workers said that we had said, "yes" just in time because someone else just got there wanting to see her. When we brought her home, my family's beagle, Pok-a-dot, wasn't that happy to see her. My sister and my parents fell in love with her immediately too. Pokey still isn't too sure about this thing following her around, but they're getting better. We renamed "Wire" Cookie. I'm so glad that I finally said, "Yes" to the puppy!
I found Mia through Petfinder in December 2009. She had been found wandering around and the city was going to put her down in less than 24 hours. A nice lady at the cty called Happy Tails Sanctuary, a no-kill shelter, and begged them to take her. She was there for four months before finding her forever home with me. She is so spoiled as I can never so "no" when she looks at me with those blue eyes.
We saw Rudy on TV as one of the dogs our local Humane Society was trying to find homes for and fell in love....
She was as odd-looking as a dog could be,
Long, white, short-legged with funny ears.
Not enough Bassett, not enough Lab
To make claim to any elegance or beauty;
She had her quirks:
Fear of men and hiding under tables.
She was smart, that day at the Pound
When she raised her paw to shake hello
And melted our hearts -- as if she didn't know.
She raised our puppy even when she was new
--Ever devoted; always true.
When times were dark she guarded us;
Always watching with her sad dark eyes . . .
And even when we couldn't find a kind word for the world
On one topic there was no dispute:
She was the best dog we ever had.
Age took her unexpectedly --
One moment running free
The next paralyzed and confused
But always faithful, ever true.
I thanked God she didn't seem to know
That everything would change that summer's day
When she lay by the screen door
No longer wanting to go out to play,
We held back tears so she wouldn't fret
Knowing she only cared about our thoughts, even then.
Eleven years and she was always a surprise to us --
So much more than a dog should be
The best dog we every had; Rudy . . .
My son wanted a dog for a long time....One day my husband picked me up from work (after years of saying no because I was a cat person) and said, you got to see this dog. I put up my usual arguments but we went to see the dog. My husband said "ask the lady where she got her dog, she might know for another one like it"....i asked her where she got her dog, and to my disbelief she said, I've been praying for a home for this dog....long story short Duke was nine years old and I figured if i got an old dog, it would get sick and die soon and I would be rid of "dirty ole dog"....lol, I just didn't plan on loving him so much that my heart would ache at the thought of losing him....Five wonderful years we shared as a family - He ate with us, slept with us and went everywhere with us....He loved custard cones..there were times i wasn't sure if he was kissing the cat or tasting him....lol...... and when liver cancer finally decided it was time for my baby to go to heaven, my husband and I were right there, holding him and crying and telling him that he was such a good dog....I made 3 appointments before we could actually take him to the vet to end his suffering....I missed him terribly and the house was empty without him, I kept expecting to see him every time i turned a corner...I knew Duke would want another dog to be happy in our house so I am now Mom to two more dirty ole dogs - both rescues - I can't imagine my house without a "dirty ole dog"....not bad, for a girl who didn't even like dogs....
About a year ago I decided to get a cat. Immediately I thought of a "Rescue Cat" having recently browsed the local animal shelter website and seeing how many animals needed a home.
Reviewing the potential-pet images, I was caught and held breathless by the golden-orange gaze of one animal in particular. I was struck immediately by the "this is the one" type of feeling one gets when you have found something you cannot be without.
I called immediately and was told that the cat was still available for adoption. The next morning I was up early and out the door...upon arrival at the shelter I was informed that the animal had been transferred, to an off-site satellite adoption site that morning, and would I like to see another animal. Smiling I requested the address of where she'd been sent, and then agreed to "visit" with a couple other animals that had caught my eye. They were beautiful, lovable, but neither feline created the connection I felt with the image of the one animal I'd yet to have met.
Leaving I journeyed the twenty plus miles to the satellite site - only to be told that Tazza had never arrived. She was in fact, back at the original animal shelter. Frustrated I went to work feeling a slight loss, and hoping that tomorrow would finally see me to my goal.
Bright and early I was out the door and on the road, headed back to my original destination. After a profound apology from the staff, she was brought to me...the feeling that had spurred my journey ran true. Immediately the connection I'd felt was there and at the first tentative touch I knew she was the pet for me.
She is still with me today. Healthy, Happy, and Loved.