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Making a routine vet visit with our new 8 wk. old Shih Tzu, Bogey, the veterinarian, knowing my heart for neglected animals, asked me to follow him to the boarding kennels. I was appalled at what I witnessed. Some sort of animal -- he was so disheveled with dried feces in his floor length hair, infected sores all over his little body and his left eye literally dislodged from the socket -- yet, at the sound of a friendly voice, he wagged his tail wildly. He needed a home. He had been removed from his "home" when brought in with his current injuries. One month later after multiple surgeries and medical procedures he was mine. He has been Bogey's constant companion and housemate ever since.
Having rescued 4 large dogs, I wanted to rescue a smaller, "lap" dog. So I contacted a local yorkie rescue group and they delivered to me a small dog with the BIGGEST heart and personality possible. Little did I know he would take over the household and keep the rest of the bigger pack in line! He makes me laugh everyday and packs a big heart in that little body!
Romeo was my first rescue. He was tied to a tree and left for dead after his "owners" moved. Due to his size and color, he remained at the shelter for 1 year. Until the day I laid eyes on him. 12 years of loyalty and trust, Romeo gave me more than I could ever have given him. And because of him, I rescued 4 more dogs who show me what it means to truly be happy.
I found Noki on the IMPS(Internet Miniature Pinscher Service) website. He was a rescue that had been found wandering so I don't know much about his past other than what I could guess from the scars on his body. I fell in love with him right away and he has been a great source of entertainment, happiness and love in my life. This little guy is so smart he surprises me everyday.
I found a puppy sitting outside a crack house (literally) where I was looking for a client of mine. He was covered in flies and sand and looked awful. Someone threw the puppy at me when I asked if he belonged to anyone so I took him on the premise of finding him a good home. We went straight to the vet where I found one of his eyes was burned from being chained in the sun and he was extremely malnourished. After months of getting rid of worms, fleas, and the mange, Oliver got a good bill of health. And as for finding him a good home, he's a permanent fixture at my house and I can't imagine home without him.
My friend and I were on our daily six mile walk when this black dog started following us. Since we know everyone in our neighborhood, we didn't know where she came from. We kept telling her to go home. But she kept following us, as if she was home and she was our pal. At the end of the walk, we put the dog into my friend's back yard so the dog wouldn't get hurt. The dog was so skinny, she got through the rails of the fence to come back to us.
Three different families thought they wanted her, but each time they gave her back to me. And each time the dog would leap into my arms. And each time I loved her more and more. Finally, when the third family gave her back to me, I think my lip started quivering. My husband looked at me and the dog and in my arms and said, "Let's name her Maisy and go get her a collar." That was four years and 15 pounds ago and we still take our daily walk together.
Rooty had many sisters and brothers, but the owner couldn't take all of them in. She was about to drop them off at a shelter when I went over to check them out, and I saw a little black fluffball dancing around and trying to climb up my leg. I knew she was meant to be my companion and took her home. I went through a long period of depression, and when Rooty saw me sad, she would climb up on my chest, lick my chin and purr until I felt better. I couldn't imagine my life without my sweet fluffball.
A very neglected, ill and lame small senior dog was dumped on the side of the road, too scared to leave the urine soaked bed she was left in. One neighbor called Animal Control (I have no doubt they would have euthanized her) while another came to my house because they know I love animals. I quickly took the little thing to a 24-hour emergency facility. With great emergency care, surgery, caring hearts, and an amazing adoptive mom who named her "Angel", little Angel now has tons of love and affection for the remaining time that she has. You see, she was unspayed and due to resulting mammary tumors that caused a lung mass, Angel is considered "terminal". Don't be sad, it has already been 10 months and she is doing great. She melts in her adoptive mom's arms and it warms my heart every time I see them, which I try to do often because I've come to love them both. (I would have kept Angel, but my spoiled chihuahua commands a one-pet rule in our household.)
Our little Gypsy Rose was left abandoned at one of our rental properties, so my husband brought her home to live with us and our three other cats. She has the run of our 22 acres of pine trees on a hillside overlooking the valley and city below - she's got a good life now, running and playing with the mule deer that come by the house every day. She's brought lots of love and joy to our lives.
My original owners foolishly gave me up. I lived for months at the Pet Adoption League in Emmett, ID. I was well cared for there, but life in a kennel is not ideal. Then I was adopted by two good people who could not have puppies of their own. Life is now a holiday. In the summer and fall we ride horses, hike, & fish in the Sawtooth Mountains w/numerous dog buddies. In the winter we ski and snow shoe. My roommates and I live indoors where it is warm and comfy, and the food at my house is the best!