no spam, unsubscribe anytime.
Our most inspiring stories come from you, our clickers. We love hearing about your rescued, adopted, beloved pets. Please click the button below to share your story with the world!
Molly is the only survior from a litter of kittens that was found in a box at a construction sight. The person that found the kittens gave them to my friend Kelly who does a lot of foster work with cats and kittens. Kelly and I do some animal rescue work together and when I wanted another kitten I went over to her house and sat down in her "kitten room". Molly at four weeks old was the first kitten to come over and choose me. She has more personality and energy than any other animal I have ever been around. I have four other cats and Molly keeps all our spirits up with her good natured antics, love and gymnastic feats. She is truely larger than life and should be in Hollywood. I often think she must be living life for all her brothers and sisters.
A young man found three newborn kittens in the local Walmart parking lot who had been abandoned by their mother. Their umbilical cords were still attached. He brought them to me because he knew I was a volunteer at our local city animal shelter. I happened to have kitten formula and bottles so I was prepared to begin bottle feeding immediately. Six months later, all three babies are thriving, healthy, fun and the most loving cats I have ever known. One even gives kisses on the lips! And they come when called. We are so blessed by these three angels who came our way and became part of our family...
Corey Ander came into my life soon after he had been sprung from his jail at a breeder's facility which was closed down by the state due to horrible conditions. The rescue people removed him from a small wire cage, one that he was only taken out when he was needed for breeding. He existed in that cage for the first 3 years of his life. He was scared and horribly matted. I had applied to adopt a bichon frise from the breed rescue and they asked if I would take an abused kid since I had some experience with rescue dogs in the past. Corey came into my life named Frosty. He would run away to a hiding place if any human came hear him. His name was changed to Corey (his grandma nicknamed him Corey Ander) because I didn't want him to have to have a name that reflected his horrible early life. And, he was not cold at all. He was a new guy at my house.
It has taken 8 years, but Corey is almost a regular guy now. He runs and plays with his toys (something he had never seen before) and pushes his little sister around. If he gets scared, he sometimes goes into a special place in his mind. But if that happens, his mom (me) gives him belly rubs and he comes back to normalcy. He is THE watchdog in the family.
Rescue kids are the best and Corey Ander is the best big guy in my house!
Whilst walking my other rescue, Adam Clayton, we came upon this wild beast unattended in her yard. Like maybe 8 weeks old and she was intent on following us. I scooped her up and went to the door, had a conversation, partially in Spanish (which I don't speak) and came to understand they didn't really care one way or the other. They kept her till we were gone, however. I had 3 dogs already but when I walked the little man that way several days later, I let her follow us home. My husband was all like, you can't steal people's dogs! I was all like, they probably watched us walk away. Anyway, crazy, fierce, sweetest and silliest dog ever. She does pick fights with the little man...
I met Chance in 2001 when he was 4 years old at a humane society. He had been found with an injured right front leg that he could no longer use. It was bent and had nerve damage. I had just gone to the shelter to humor a friend that had gone through surgery for her thyroid. We ended up seeing him a couple of times there. I had to adopt him. Later the useless leg was removed but never affected his walking (he was used to not using it anyway). He has the sweetest disposition despite suffering from allergies (he gets weekly antigen injections) and Cushing's disease. He's a wonderful and loving companion that loves his fellow canine, feline and rabbit "siblings".
After unexpectedly losing my 16 year old persian I knew my life was going to be way to empty. I went to a local shelter the very next day and adopted Vee Vee and BIG Buddy. These are the sweertest cats I have ever seen. After getting them home and settled I laid on the floor to watch TV took a deep breath and began to cry. Suddenly there was Big Buddy rubbing his face on mine wiping my tears away. I knew then I had made the right decision for all of us. Three years and one kitten addition later we are one big happy family.
She kept coming to my husband's job site. Just a little puppy. He followed her home and talked to the owners. They didnt really want her and just let her run loose.
So he brought her home till 'we found a home for her'. We all know how that goes!!! She's 8 now, and a lovey tail wagging gal. Has her own fenced in yard and prefers it outside, but likes the bed at night too!
Drew, fka L's Main Event, will become a READing Paws certified therapy pet through Intermountain Therapy Pets this spring. He will be featured in local libraries and bookstores in Paulding County Georgia as a Reading Education Assistance Dog. His goal is to improve the reading skills of new learners with reading challenges. His laid back disposition will make it easy for these children to share their reading skills with him and his always willing to listen large ears!
He spent 2 years at racing tracks in Iowa, Alabama and Florida. He raced into our hearts in February 2007 as our first dog adopted from Southeastern Greyhound Adoption. We can't imagine our life without our Greyhound racing buddy. Drew is an accomplished Meet & Greeter at PetsMart each month in Douglasville and Hiram, a Pet Therapy assistant at Arbor Terrace in Austell, GA, and has obtained the AKC Canine Good Citizen designation.
His favorite hobbies are sleeping, resting, playing keep away with his football, and laying in a sunny spot. His love of footballs made him a natural for the Mascot for the Pope High School Football team (the Greyhounds) in Marietta, GA. He attends all Friday night home football games in his jersey # 36, and proudly marches on the field with the cheerleaders. He joins other Atlanta area greyhounds in running down the football field with the players at the start of each game. He's even been know to pull over a cheerleader or two in his excitement. The highlight of last season was an off-the-leash run at the final game with his football. He managed to end his run by trampling over the opposing team's banner which was on the ground. The crowd roared and a star was born - our Drew, Drewbie-Doo!
One day while picking up my son from the hospital (his wife couldn't get off work) I told him I had this feeling that there was a little MinPin that just needed a forever home. We had some time so I went to the Omaha Humane Society and they told me they had one that was scheduled for euthanasia (they had him for a few months and because of some deformities noone had shown any interest). I told them that I wanted to stop that and take him home. Turned out he was the sweetest little boy, he had had broken legs that were never fixed (but it didn't stop him from being Rocky) and his ears were not cropped. After a long time trying to convince them to call my vet (their policy was to bring all other animals in to see if they got along, and I have a protection German Shepherd), they finally called my vet and he went home with us. I have had him for 5 years and all my dogs love him to pieces! He even gets really playful with my 110# Rott'n'Lab...who is another rescue I have had for 4 yrs. In July of 2008 I found another MinPin who has some heart problems and is an older dog. She is in the picture with Rocky and her name is Jazz...she has brought more love to me and the other dogs, and she gave Rocky someone his own size. This pic was her first day with us and you could see the excitement in Rocky's face...like, WOW is she really for ME!
I found this little man outside a convenience store in Blacksburg, SC in 100 degree heat. He had been living on the street a while, apparently, blind in one eye and skin allergies. I already had two massive labs at home but called my husband to let him know we had one more. His hair looked like the U2 band member's in the 80's so it stuck. He's kind of cranky but awfully sweet, and his allergies are under control now and with drops, his eye looks normal.