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We wanted a companion for our Russian Black cat, Buddy. Searching for a female at the Humane Society, our attention was grabbed by a most precocious kitten - a male who kept pushing his brother aside to get ALL of EVERYONE'S attention! After spending a few minutes in a private room with him we were in love. I've had one or more cats for most of my 50+ years, but Whiskers finally granted my long-time wish for a cat who cuddles and sleeps with me. Or should I say he allows me the space to sleep with him!
What are the chances that you find a dog through Petfinder who is being fostered by a foster mom of another of your pets? It happened to me in 2010, when I responded to a Petfinder posting for Honey, and learned that Honey was actally living with the former foster mom of Ruby, a Belgian Tervuren who I'd adopted in 2001! Honey is now living with me in Conn. I renamed her Amber, since she has turned out to be another gem, like Ruby was!
Fourteen years ago, my neighbor had a small iguana in a very small wire cage with only iceberg lettuce to eat. It was very skinny and obviously void of nutrition. She wanted to sell the iguana for the price of $20. We bought the iguana happily, doing extensive research about the proper care for iguanas. We named her Mona and quickly rehabilitated her into a happy and healthy pet. She definitely has a personality and loves to walk outside in the summer and sunbathe. She has been a very expensive and time consuming addition, but worth the effort. I caution others to never get an iguana as a pet, especially from a pet store, without fully researching their needs to be happy and healthy.
This is Little Bit, he was found as a stray in my neighborhood. I saw him running a couple of times but he would never stop. One morning I saw him running towards rush hour traffic, that's when I made the decision to do everything possible to get him safe. He wanted to play but would not come to me. I couldn't catch him, we had been playing for over an hour, so off to work I was going. I got up in my truck and he did to, he wanted to go for a ride in the truck. That's when he became the third member of my pack. He has some issues that need to be work on and we will do just that. He has brought so much excitement into my home. At first I thought, I can't handle three dogs at one time, now I know different. I'm glad I made that RESCUE decision!!!! PLEASE RESCUE & ADOPT, THERE ARE SO MANY NEEDY FURBABIES OUT THERE THAT NEED OUR HELP.
After nine wonderful years together, we had to say goodbye to our loyal and loving dog, Java. After a few weeks of mourning, we started looking online for another dog to rescue. We missed having a dog in our family and wanted to love another rescue pooch.
I took one look at this face and fell in love. We drove two hours to meet Mudd and his foster mom and brought him home with us. He is the sweetest, happiest dog you could ask for. We don't know his story, but he appears to be around 2 years old. He must have had a loving family before because he came to us trained and full of affection. We feel so lucky to have found him. He has brought love and joy into our house. We are all blessed!
They could have been mom and daughter but they came from two different states; Alabama and Indiana.
Grace, a Collie/Pyrenean mix, was a day away from inevitable euthanasia in a kill shelter and Zoe's mom, a papillon, was abandoned to a shelter because she was pregnant.
Now they are a happy family! Zoe has regained a mom and playmate and Grace has found her nurturing instincts and a new zest for play.
The human side of the family have been blessed with endless joy, seeing them interact and grow closer every day.
Boo was an unadoptable rescue dog. When they called us to see if we'd try him, I agreed to with a lot of reservations. He had fear aggression badly and would drool profusely and bark viciously whenever my husband was at home. We had other animals and kids to worry about too. But within a month we knew he was home. Now, 2and 1/2 years later, he loves my husband and kids and he follows me everywhere. How can you not love a dog who thinks you're terrific?
I was getting gas and had to get in my back seat. I turned around and there was Sammie sitting in my car. I asked the attendant to get his dog out of my car & he said no he is your dog now. Well Sammie(really Samson) and I had the next 20 years together. He was the most amazing gentleman, with a heart of gold. He rescued me as much as I rescued him.
It was in the summer of 1992 when I saw a little skinny brindle colored dog running down the middle of a busy road. Her tongue was hanging out, her ribs were showing, and someone had shaved every bit of her hair off, including on her ears, legs, and tail She was not very attractive!!
I opened the car door and she hopped right in, but wouldn't let me touch her. Over the next few years she learned to play, trust, and love. She lived with me and my black lab for then next 17 years, and in her strange but sweet manner, became queen of the castle.
It is hard to tell by looking at my BFF Toby; age 9 August 12th of this year, that he is the only surviving member of his 4 siblings.
I can remember the day as if it was yesterday. I had just bought my house a week earlier; was at the firehall on a fireplace matter, speaking to the fire chief (was also in charge of looking after lost animals).Laying in the corner, under a blanket was a tiny pup wagging his tail, picking him up I was told a story of 4 sibling-pups put down because the massive injuries inflicted in cruelty/abuse. All at the age of 5 weeks old.
I asked if I could take him even though he was so badly swollen. The chief followed me to the Vet's, I had taken animals to him before. He gave the chief a good recommendation about me. Before Toby was healthy, it cost me roughly $2000.00. He had broken ribs, a bruised lung and heart, an injury to his throat, a bruised intestine. Toby, allowed me to adminster the many pills, in turn he began to trust/love me. He is a survivor of Human Cruelty and Abuse Against Animals.
In 2004, Toby became a friend to a rescued 5 wk old pup. Then she (Skye; has china-eyes) in turn helped with 2 rescued kittens in 2005,1-died, then again 2 more in May last year & 1 died. Toby, well he takes it in stride! He knows he is my #1.