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After moving to New York and spending a year without a dog in our lives, my daughter and I were so happy to move into a house where we could get a dog to add to our family. In our search for the perfect match, we found the right breed for us, a bichon, but we didn't know if we would be able to find one in a shelter. Less than 24 hours later, there was a story on the news that North Shore Animal League had rescued some dogs from our home state of Missouri and after meeting one of their employees at a Little Shelter volunteer site found out that there was a Bichon at the shelter. Long story short, Talula Belle is on a part of our family and every day she grows more and more confident and secure. And we all will live happily ever after.
Chinto is my hero. Before he came into my life, this little yorkie endured a terrible experience. The poor little guy was badly injured by a rottwieler. I took one look at the damage done to his poor little body and decided to take him away from his previous owner and keep him. I took him to the animal hospital and the Veterinarian didn't think he would survive. It took some time but with a lot of love and tender loving care this little fella finally healed. When I got sick, my little guy was right there taking care of me and loving me back to health. Since then, Chinto continues to be there for me and my grandchildren. He helps us excercise, makes us laugh, and gives us a lot of awesome memories. I will never regret saving his life.
Lucky came to me as a small kitten, he was dropped off at my uncle's house in the country with some of his siblings. People think that houses in the country are prime spots to drop of unwanted kittens, and Lucky really was just that, his siblings were mauled by dogs and did not survive. He stayed alive by eating dog food and staying out of reach of the dogs, apparently, and my uncle gave him to me for a permanent home. He's been the most vocal cat I've ever had, and still thinks that dog food and even dog treats are meant for him!
This little sweetheart showed at the school I was attending. You could see every bone in her body under her flea caked fur. I scooped her up and took her to my vet who estimated her age at 6 months and only weighed 3 pounds. After she was cleaned up and I could hold her and take her home, I never thought she would stop eating. She took her medicine without a fuss. I named her Lucky because she was truly lucky to be alive due to illness and being emaciated. She is now five and happy and healthy. She is my love bug.
We went to our local ASPCA and we saw 3 month old Tiger Kitty. He was found on the streets with 2 other cats. We immediately fell in love with him. We had lost our cat, Kitty, about ten years ago and were feeling very lonely without her. To bring our spirits up, we decided to adopt Tiger Kitty. He's a joy to have in our family. I love holding him in my arms and hearing him purr. I'm glad that we adopted him.
I volunteer at the St Francis SPCA no kill shelter. Last July they rescued about 30 puppies from a puppy mill. Little Archie was one of them. For some reason he captured my heart over all the others. Since volunteering at the shelter I have been under strict orders by my husband not to adopt any dogs as we already have two labs at home. Every time I would go to the shelter I would make a point of visiting with Archie. One day I noticed that he was sad and not acting like a puppy. He was diagnosed with parvo and kennel cough. Luckily it was caught in time. It was a long haul for the little guy, but he became a spunky puppy again. In the meantime, I was working on my husband to adopt him. My husband has a big heart so I knew if he met him, he would fall in love. I am happy to say our family has increased by one so it is now my husband, myself and our 3 boys - the four-legged variety. We couldn't be happier!
Before there were animal rescue websites, in early 1995 I came across a woman in Texas in a chat room who had had 2 abandoned dogs roam onto her farm. I arranged with her to ship the 2 dogs to California as I worked for a rescue organization at the time.
They arrived ridden with fleas and emaciated with obvious signs of abuse. The Rhodesian Ridgeback mix was confident and was adopted right away but the buff colored lab-greyhound mix was too fearful and not adoptable. I knew there was much rehab in her future so we worked on her fearfulness over the months and I came to love her. She saw me through multiple years of depression, stayed by my side, kept me company and slowly we overcame the odds together. She lived 16 long, happy years, overcame her fearfulness and died peacefully this past April.
We will always have her in our hearts. Open you heart to a rescue dog and you will never be the same. They all deserve a second chance and give far more than they ever receive.
My dog of 16 years had passed away 3 months prior when we were introduced to Heidi, a chow-mix. A co-worker brought her to work after she had witnessed a driver push her out of his vehicle into a corn field & speed away. That was over 13 years ago. Heidi has been a blessing to our family ever since. She used to be afraid of riding in vehicles, but when we introduced her to RV camping, that fear slowly disappeared. Now she runs to the truck hooked up to our travel trailer when she sees it in the driveway! She's seen a lot of states & hopefully will see more in 2010 when my husband & I take a 25th anniversary RV trip to Grand Teton & the SD Badlands. Just one look into Heidi's eyes makes you fall in love with her. We thought we were going to loose her earlier this year from an extreme bout of irritable bowel disease & a stroke. But she's pulled through & seems to enjoy life & cuddling more then before. Thank you God, for bringing us Heidi. We love her very much.
I found Peanut at Little Shelter in Huntington. When I walked into their "kittens" room he came running right to me, so I scooped him up and he quickly fell asleep in my arms. My selection became obvious and Peanut came home with me that day. He's 5 years old now and I feel my life would be totally incomplete without him. Everyone who meets him falls in love with his personality and he's converted many friends of mine into cat-lovers.
I saw this little orange cat laying right on the yellow line in the middle of the road around the corner from our house. He had been hit by a car and left for dead. I thought he passed away until he moved his head very slightly, and I knew I had to do something.
I immediately pulled over, scooped him up before he was hit again by an unsuspecting driver and rushed him to the nearest 24 hour animal hospital. I said a prayer that he woudn't die on my lap while en route, and once arrived, I noticed he had been bleeding profusely from the face and my left pant leg was literally soaked in blood. The dr. told me had he been rescued even minutes later, he would have certainly died from shock and succombed to his injuries.
Fast forward to almost 6 years later....Skecher is completely healthy and is the most loyal cat I have ever seen and is always on my lap or at my feet wherever I go. He knows I was was the one who scooped him up from the road that day and shows his gratitude every minute he's awake, and never lets me out of his sight.
I have never been so attached to an amimal as I am with Skecher and I'm thankful to have him in our life.