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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.
Adopting a purebred lab is easy -- we just wait until they are a year old and abandoned because they are too big and exuberant, require too much attention and exercise, and no one trained them. Buddy was the third lab we've adopted that way over the years. Since we have the room to exercise, the patience to train, and the commitment to keep them, we have gained the loving, joyful companionship of these wonderful dogs.
A good friend rescued a tiny kitten from a boat in her back yard. She was unable to keep it and was going to have to send him to a shelter but when she brought him into work for us to see, I fell in love. I named him Noah and he gets along tremendously with my other two cats, Tako and Javi. He makes a wonderful addition to our family.
Bear was our first rescued dog. His mom was feral, and he started his life living with his littermates in an abandoned car in the woods.
When we adopted him, we had no idea how much joy he would bring us. He loves everybody. Cats, people, goats, children, frogs, whatever... Bear loves 'em. He's pictured here with "his" cat Elizabeth. She used to be terrified of dogs, but Bear won her over with his sweet ways. He once rescued a hurt newborn bunny by standing over it and guarding it and whining until we came to investigate.
Bear inspired us to get more involved in animal rescue, and we're now fostering other wonderful dogs who need permanent homes.
My husband rescued Sophie (right) and I rescued Hilde on the same day from two separate shelters without the other knowing they had done so. We had each lost our former companions within months of one another and were in need of feline love again. We brought them home the same day and they bonded instantly - with us and with each other. We were in need of rescuing from our love lost as much as they were in need of loving homes. We're not certain who needed who most, but are one happy family of four now!
Burke and I just celebrated our one year anniversary! I had been searching for a month online and ended up adopting him from a local facility. Burke was badly starved and hand shy from his previous owners. It literally broke my heart to see this beautiful dog in such bad shape. The local facility director had actually saved him from a kill run because he was so docile and sweet. I brought him home and worked with him slowly to get him to trust me-- now he never leaves my side. It makes me so happy to come home to him every day; I can’t even explain how much he has enriched my life. I encourage everyone I know to bring that kind of love into their life if they can!
What a special dog I adopted! And it is a good thing, because I lost the love of my life (an absolutely perfect dog in every way) - Shadow - so Shane had some pretty huge pawprints to fill. Shadow died on 7/1/07 and, inconsolable and desolate, I adopted Shane on 7/13/07. Being a bit of a commitment-phobe, I fostered him for a day, but then proceeded with the formal adoption process with such urgency lest someone else enter the picture and take him from me. Such a different dog than Shadow, but Shane has become my baby and my heart, and I utterly adore him!
We waited several years after our sixteen year old Springer Spaniel died, before getting a new dog. I saw Lee's photo on the local rescue shelter's website and something clicked for me. The next day I went to see him after work and knew he was something special. I told my husband, "There's a dog I'd like you to meet." The next day he went with me and knew right away that this was our next dog. We spent the weekend getting the house ready for him, making room for his bowls and bed, and telling our cat, Raven, that he was coming. Lee epitomizes joy, so much so that sometimes I call him J.B for "Joy Boy." He has a huge vocabulary. I talk to him like I am talking to anybody. He loves agility training and is good at it. We are so blessed by his presence in our lives.
Bailey was a lost dog about 3 yrs old, who wondered in & out of my garage in 1999,it was LOVE at first sight but I knew I had to try and find his owners so I made posters with his picture and put them up all over our town (Crossville,TN.) One day while he was out roaming he was captured & sent to the Humane Society shelter..My husband and I decided to adopt him..After my husband died Bailey was my constant companion, we traveled by car every year to N.Y. and did everything together...2 years ago we moved back home (N.Y). My family loved Bailey and couldn't believe how smart and well behaved he was..That summer Bailey seemed to be moving at a slower pace, my heart broke when he was diagnosed with Cushing's disease, a mostly fatal condition for older dogs..From that day on Baileys care came first, with a harness he could go down stairs-I carried him up-he could walk but only short distances-I got a doggie stroller and we enjoyed the summer. In Oct things got worse he stopped eating had loose stools and when the bleeding started I knew what I had to do for his sake..I will never stop loving Bailey,and my heart is still broken..
We rescued Laila from the Humane Society of the White Mountains in Lakeside, Az. She was 8 weeks old and very much a puppy. She was the smartest puppy, learning tricks very fast. She was my therapy dog after my minpin ran away. His bed became Laila's bed and she quickly outgrew it. We didn't know it but she had mange. After two misdiagnosis, she finally was put on a series of injection shots. After a rough beginning of her life, she grew up to be a beautiful, smart, loving lady. She loved the snow and liked to hang out on our porch and watch the day go by. We are saddened that we had to send her to heaven this year, she was 14.