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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!!!!
When my daughter rescued Shadow, he was so tiny that
he fit in the palm of my hand and he was the last thing
we needed! We already had a cat, a dog and a baby on the
way. After desperately trying to find another home for him
3 times, only to come back to us each time, I promised
him that he already had his 'forever home'. Fifteen years of
love and true devotion later, he climbed into my arms, right
where he wanted to be and took his last breath. Not a day
goes by where we still don't think of our
'little boy in a kitty's suit'!
My name is Tripod and I don’t remember how I lost my leg and my tail.
I remember that my other meowmy tried her best to take care of me after the accident. I remember her calling all the shelters but they were all full and didn’t have room for me. I heard one person tell my meowmy that no would adopt a cat that was missing its leg.
My meowmy ran out of time and she had to take me to the animal shelter. They took me back to the room where they kept the other kitties and put me in this cage all by myself. I could hear the other kitties crying and meowing because they were scared. I would look out the door of my cage and see people come and pick out a kitten to take home but only a few people came over to look at us older kitties. When they came to my cage I would purr real loud so they could hear me and maybe pick me. No one would give me a chance to show them that I can run and play like the other kitties.
I didn’t think I would be here very long cause I would wake up and see that a whole bunch of older kitties were not in their cages. That’s when I found out what happens to kitties that no one takes home. They thought I was broken and who would want to love a broken kitty. They would just throw this broken kitty away.
That changed one morning when my new family came and picked me to take home. At my new home they don’t think that I am broken, just special and I like that.
About 3 or 4 years ago me and my friends found a cute orange male cat. It followed me home and i fed it food that made him stick around. He looked just like Puss n Boots so i named him that. He had the cutest meow and beautiful fur. He always made me happy and ended up becoming my bestfriend..I loved the cat to death, he touched my heart even thou he was just a cat i know animals do that for us. Sadly this last feburary i lost my bestfriend, to somebody poisining him. .It was a really hard and sad day to see him pretty much dieing. But he changed my life and im so grateful he came into mine :)
1)DIAZ,ALEX R 29403 TRAILWAY LN AGOURA HILLS, CA 91301-1551
This man keeps a 2-2.5 year old female white Labrador in a small side yard which is where trash cans are stored. The dog does not see any human contact except when fed twice a day. This is inhumane if not neglectful. . The dog is untrained, starving for attention and is heard whimpering throughout the day.
The owner says he wants to sell the dog for $500 because that is what he paid for him. I am not sure if the dog is neutered. The dog would be very adoptable -- but since would be a rambunctious handful, and is no longer a puppy, would not be easily salable for $500. If someone would pay the man for this dog, it could save the dog from a miserable existence. Or maybe Mr. Diaz could be convinced to simply do the right thing and put the dog up for adoption through a reputable agency.
2)FELIX,EDWARD G 6118 CHESEBRO RD AGOURA HILLS, CA 91301-1834
Ed's son Brian keeps a 1.5-2 year old female pit bull at the above address. Brian says he cannot afford to spay or vaccinate the dog. When the god was injured in a fight, Brian could not afford the vet bill to properly treat the wound.
Now the dog is pregnant. I offered to pay for a spaying/abortion for the dog. Brian declined my offer.
Maybe Brian can be persuaded to do the right thing and have the spaying/abortion done before the pups end up at the pound which is bound to happen as Brian's friends who he thinks will take the pups, are as irresponsible as he is. The dog is unregistered and unlicensed and Brian is not a registered breeder.
About six weeks after we had to put our 12 year-old shepherd mix (a rescue) down, this young lab mix showed up on our property. She was about six months old and someone had dumped her in our development. I vowed not to keep her as my heart was still broken and I couldn't fathom ever loving another dog. I placed ads and tried to find her a home despite my partner's and neighbors' pleas to keep her.
My broken heart was ultimately healed by Kylie, who found her forever home with us. We are pretty sure that the dog we'd just lost, Brandi, sent Kylie to us as they are so very similar in so many ways. It has been nearly eight years and we can't imagine our lives without her. There is no better love than that from a pet you've saved - open your home to one and you'll understand.
We adopted Danny(right) from a local shelter this past Easter,after losing our dear Samson the prior Fall.We never thought we could love another dog like we did him,but Danny changed our minds,he has been a blessing,sent from Heaven and his girlfriend Ginger that lives across the street,thinks he's pretty special too.