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I found Chloe at the local animal rescue, "BAR"--Border Animal Rescue in Bisbee, Arizona. She was a half-grown calico kitten curled up as far back in her cage as she could get. When I took her out of the cage, she was terrified but let me hold her and, of course, I couldn't put her back so put her in the car and took her home. She spent the first month hiding behind the toilet. I could hold her on my lap but she would promptly return to her safe space in the bathroom when I put her down. I knew she was mine the day she came into the den while I was working on the computer and crawled into my lap. She has since become a more social cat and will even let our grandchildren pet her.
We may not be able to rescue them all but won't you join me in rescuing those we can.
In 2008 I decided to give a gift to myself; in place of spending $50.00 per month for manicures on myself I sponsored an animal at my local shelter and another at my favorite sanctuary.
When I read those words "I was Adopted" or found their "New Forever Home", well it felt so much better than any manicure I ever received!
Well, with the economy in shambles I have a deep fear that our Shelters, Rescue Leagues and Sanctuaries will suffer and donations and sponsorships will decline.
So, I will continue giving up my own manicures again in 2009 and continue to use those funds to sponsor the animals.
If you can, won't you take my Manicure for Mutts Challenge, and give up even one manicure for yourself and sponsor an animal or bring a donation to your local shelter.
The need is so great and this is so simple to do.
Now all you guy animal lovers, you may not get manicures, but you can help too, ask yourself do I really need another power tool?
Please join me, thanks.
Hugo is a miniatureschnauzer and he is so cute and his ears are amasing. He love children.
I have adopted him when he was 6 years old,
he was barking when he was alone at home, so the earlier owner feel so sorry for him and wanted him a new home with someone who never let him be alone.
And they choose me and my famili and we are so happy for that. With me and famili he is never alone, he is always with someone of us, where ever we go. He be 11 years old this summer 2009.
"Hugo the Prince" is Pepalfas Zeal Zews
At ten weeks old, Daisy was found by a gentleman when he came home for lunch. She had followed his three Westies through the doggie door and made herself at home. No one claimed the spunky Puggle, so she was taken to the vet, who called me in to meet the sweet pup. I had recently lost my furry companion of twelve years. One look at Daisy and there was no going home without her.
I found Luther, a rat terrier, on the Petfinder website. When I saw his picture I said,"Luther, we will be there as soon as possible to get you and bring you to your new home." He is such a bundle of love and has brought so much laughter and fun to our family! I thank the Lord every day for allowing us to to live with this sweet little boy!
I read a posting from a rescue group that I belong to about a sweet little brown dog found running around in traffic on the streets of Atlanta. Apparently after some pleading, the woman who caught her got permission from her landlord to keep the dog for two weeks while she searched for a home. If she had to take the dog to a shelter, they would put her down immediately due to her being an American Pit Bull Terrier.
Being familiar with the breed and partial to Bullies with her coloring, I knew she should become a part of "my pack." Her rescurer stated that she would drive halfway anywhere on the east coast to help this sweet dog find a home. I drove to Columbia, SC, to pick her up.
When I got there I said, "I think I'll name her Roxy." And the woman replied, "That's what I've been calling her. " So I knew it was meant to be.
Roxy had a horrible case of mange, was entering her first heat, had significant joint issues from poor breeding, and no manners whatsoever, but I loved her immediately. These days Roxy spends her time playing with my other two dogs and enjoying our evening walks. She is goofy, forever puppy-like, and brings incredible joy to our lives!
My neighbor saw a black Chihuahua running loose along our street for several days. He finally came to her and she enlisted my help because I already have a Chihuahua. Corky (a name we gave him because of his curly tail) wasn't neutered, collared, or microchipped. Our only option was to keep him safe while we tried to find his owner. Fruitless efforts over the next week brought us no closer to Corky's original owner, so we began advertising for a new home. Many callers were screened out. FInally we found Corky a wonderful new home with a ten-year-old girl who is crazy about him. I am blessed that I could help him and that he is now in a loving home with lots of people and other animals to play with.
Emerson had been at the local animal shelter for more than two months. People kept bypassing his cage because there were signs saying he could jump a six-foot fence. I took one look at his forlorn face and fell in love. My husband and I took him outside to play with him. While I was sitting on the bench, he jumped in my lap and looked imploringly at my husband. We were sold. We took Emerson home and the rest is history. He is the best sixty-pound indoor lap dog ever!
Fifteen years ago, I went to a yard sale where the man was getting rid of everything, including his pets. Crystal walked over, jumped up on my shoulder, and that was it! She slept next to me that night, and that was the first good night's sleep I had had in six weeks. She rescued me! She purrs me to sleep every night, even though at sixteen, it is getting harder for her to jump up on the bed.
We found Precious dragging eight feet of chain, scarred, beaten, and starved. It took a while to get him healthy and fattened up, but it took no more than an instant to fall in love with him.
Our relationship became even more important when I became seriously disabled due to a horseback riding accident. Throughout the time I was forced to stay in bed and then through the painful physical therapy which allowed me to walk, Precious stayed right with me, even sleeping on the bed. In that way, whichever of us had a nightmare, we could comfort each other back to sleep. We worked on recovery together.
Although both of us will always carry scars, we made it through, together.