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A friend came to my door with a tiny puppy she had just found in the mall parking lot! Her apartment didn't allow dogs, and she knew I was a dog lover so she hoped I'd take it in. But I had a dog and wasn't sure I wanted another. Still, I took the puppy, cleaned her up—she was covered with fleas—and fed her. The next day I took her to the vet. He estimated she was only around 6 weeks old and would probably be a large dog when grown. I had a beagle and didn't think I wanted a large dog. I called a couple of no-kill shelters, but they were full, and asked me to wait a few days before bringing her in. In those few days we bonded and I knew I could never give her up. That was fifteen years ago, and Belana has been my beloved companion, loyal friend, and protector ever since. She is sweet-natured and gets along well with her doggie "sister," a rescued beagle mix. And at the ripe old age of fifteen she's still alert and happy though much less active. She's content just to stay close to me to love and be loved. And I'm content with that as well.
One winter Sunday, I came home from a football weekend in the mountains and found a skinny black dog curled up next to our garage. I called to her and she ran into the woods, but she was back at the garage a little while later when I came back outside. This time she came to me, with a sad but so-hopeful expression in her beautiful brown eyes, and I was taken in. I called my husband, who was on his way home behind me, and asked him to stop and buy some dog food.
Since we had four cats at the time, three of them ferals, our plan was to try to find Bess a good home. But she was a wild child, and apparently had never been socialized around people, and though we gave her a try in two potential homes, she ended up coming back to us. Finally we realized that was where she belonged, so we sent her to obedience training in hopes that felines and K9 would be able to live in harmony. And that is exactly what happened.
Bess proved to be very smart and well behaved. If anything she is too good, we are always happy when she shows her fun-loving mischevious side. She is still shy with strangers, but loves us to death, and she and the cats are fine together (except when our Main Coon tries to bully her or when Bess decides to play "dog" with one of them). We now have a happy, healthy family, with lots of love and lots of laughs.
I got my cat Bella for my 7th birthday. She is a calico cat. I got her from a shelter. I have a humongous cat tower in my bedroom so she can look out the window. She likes to play there with our other cat. Her favorite toy is a laser light for cats. She sleeps on my bed at night. I LOVE BELLA!
I have a bassethound that is so in tune to our emotions that when I am really upset he seizes.
My boyfriend has seizures and Brunswick can tell when one is coming on. He was down in the flood plane with the dog and had a seizure. When he came to Brunswick was tryingt to drag him from the flood plane by his arm.
My house burnt down a little over a year ago. As you can see by the picture Brunswick doesn't move for much. He was the one that alerted us to the fire. The fire spread so fast had he not we may not have all gotten out safely.
Hats off to our biggie boy.
We tried everything to find the owner and finally decided he was abandoned in our development on purpose. It took 8 of us to round him up into an empty patio, where we gave him a few minutes to relax. Then I came in with food, treats, water, and a toy, not knowing what he would want. He wanted to cuddle up in my lap and has been snuggled there at every given opportunity since that day. Otherwise, he plays with his big Pointer sister and I'm sure they both know how lucky we all are that they are rescue dogs in their forever home.
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We found this little girl in the middle of the road one night. She was only as big as a hand, starving and so sick she couldn't even open her eyes. I picked her up and took her home to take care of until she was well, then planned on giving her away to a good home. You see we already had 3 large male cats and that was enough. Well needless to say she won our hearts and my husband gave her a name, so I knew we were keeping her. She has since bonded with 2 of the 3 boys and we call her Sister. But we also call her the fruit bat as you can see from the picture this is how she looks and she has no tail, just a stub. She still has problems with her immune system, but is getting stronger daily. She is able to take down her brothers from behind. Of cource they are letting her.
My husband and I were driving down a rural road in Mississippi, and we came over a hill and saw a small, shaggy dog in the road. He started running after our van so we stopped and picked him up. He immediately curled up in my lap and fell asleep. He was about three months old.
Since we already had two dogs, we asked our neighbors, whose dog had recently died, if they wanted him. They took him, chained him in the back yard, and left him there. He cried and cried which made me cry, too. We asked the neighbors if we could have him back, and Rags joined our little pack. That was 13 years ago, and he is as happy and contented now as he was when he curled up in my lap so many years ago.
I volunteer at our local Humane Society Thrift Shop and do not go into the adoption building because I would want to take all the animals home. One day Poppi was sitting in the outdoor pen looking sad, out of shape and depressed. I knew nobody wanted to adopt a nine year old, deaf, toothless dog, I told Poppi that he could come home with me. Three years later he is a very happy dog who is a UF Gator fan and loves to walk! In fact, he usually prances and looks as if he is circling the ring at Westminster!!!
I was coming home form work one Friday in 1998. I turned down this little road that I take for a short cut, and I saw this dog dragging what looked like some type of chain. I stopped the car, got out, and called to see if it would come to me. After alot of coaxing he came over, and I found that it was not your normal chain, but a heavy chain that could be used to tow a vehicle!! Since the chain was clean, and the place I found him was muddy, I knew he had been dumped. He jumped in the car, and we took a trip around the neighborhood to see if we could find his owner (no collar). No owner, so he came home with me. I can still remember looking in my rear view mirror and seeing those big brown eyes!!
Since I didn't have a fenced in yard, I called the local animal shelter to come get him. I was under the impression that it was a no-kill shelter, but after they had him loaded, I was informed that he would be put down in 14 days.
Well within 10 days, I had a fenced in yard, and a new dog. He has been with me ever since and is now 14 1/2!
About a year after my previous dog, Duke, passed away and my boyfriend and I had moved to a new state, we started the online search to rescue another dog. We looked high and low and so many dogs would have been perfect, but in the end, it came down to a pathetic and lonely looking little Beagle that had been rescued from a puppy mill/hoarding situation. His rescuers were reluctant to adopt him out because he hadn't been fostered and seemed very anti-social. I insisted that we could handle him though and after being treated for worms, having a number of cystic tumors removed, and getting his chronic ear infections cleaned up so he could hear again, he's been a happy and healthy dog ever since. No wonder he was in such a bad mood! His facial expressions and general goofiness make me laugh constantly. When his ears flip backwards, he looks like an elf. I adore him and am so happy we found him. My dream is for all lonely pound dogs like him to find homes with people that love them as much as I love my little Tanner. Go adopt a dog today!!