I was a stray!

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Comment by kanga on July 19, 2013 at 5:58pm

kanga was a rescue dog , he and his siblings were all at a rehoming centre  they were born there as theyre mother was abandoned  they all found forever homes  so did kanga too but he was brought bak to the rehoming centre after a couple of weeks , the first time i set eyes on him i knew ihe was the puppy i wanted to take home with me  he was 14 months old  and a little  on the skinny side  with gorgeous  eyes that looked up at me i just couldnt resist him , before i could adopt him i had to wait 2wks to go through the process of adoption and for the the centre to check out were he would be living ,i visited him eveyday i took him toys and treats  and was able to take him for walks to see how we bonded  we bonded  almost  instantly , i knew that he was the fur kid for me  he was playful  happy loving  and oozed  such puppy appeal  , i brought him  home on the 22nd dec  2006  there couldnt of been a better christmas present  ever to have kanga home with me and from that day on he has brought so meaning  and love and joy into my life  i just couldnt imagine  anything different now  hes my bundle of joy  and i adore him soo much 

Comment by Diane on December 28, 2012 at 3:30pm

All six of my dogs are strays.  This is Omni my latest. I found him by the side of the road, skinny and covered with fleas.  I drove with him to the shelter and asked if anybody was looking for him.  I knew i shouldn't take another dog as I already had five.  I told the people at the shelter I did not want him put to sleep and if nobody adopted him to call me.  They said in three days he would be up for adoption if no owner claimed him. I kissed him on the head and said goodbye. I thought about him constantly and was worried so before the third day was up I called and said I would take him.  He is quite a handful but is coming along nicely and I do not regret for a second that he is in my life.  He is extremely active and playful and likes to cuddle too.  It is so satisfying to see him playing and healthy after being discarded and starving by the side of the road.  He weighed 20 pounds when I found him in July and now weighs 48 pounds. 

Comment by Melinda Coleman on December 10, 2012 at 4:48pm

I wasn’t looking for a puppy when I came across LeeRoy on the humane society’s facebook page, his picture simply something that popped up on my newsfeed one night. I don’t know what it was that really drew me too him. I guess really it was his floppy ears, the way his head looked a little too big for his scrappy little legs.

On the description it had said that he’d been found by a good Samaritan  on the highway just in between my boyfriend’s hometown and my own. He had a sister with him, one that looked more like the terrier than himself though she had a distinguishable face. Tan and white in comparison to Lee’s own black and tan.  

I scrapped up what little money I could get together at such a short notice, scared that by the time I got the 80 dollar adaptation fee that he would already be gone. I was the first and seemingly only person to question about him. I met him that first time a week later…he curled up in my arms, gave me a single lick before snuggling into my chest and falling asleep. That was it for me…I was hooked. I paid the fee and awaited the day I could take him home.

They fix them pretty young now and that was the rule…he had to be fixed before he could come home with me. Something I was more than happy to wait on. His first shots went off great…his second…well …not so much.

I was just about to go and pick him up when I got a call saying he had to be taken to the vet for a bad reaction to one of the shots and he had tested positive for Pravo(I’m not quite sure how to spell this)! I was horrified. They offered to return my money or allow me to pick out another dog from their selection. I wouldn’t do it. I wanted him. I knew he’d make it through. What little pup could live on the highway for a week in heavy traffic and not be a tough little man?

His foster mom did everything she could for him…I have never been more grateful for her caring heart. She still plays Grandma and will always be in his life now. Her patient and quick thinking helped keep him and alive and helped him pull through!

 

He’s a bit of a brat at times, tearing into things he shouldn’t or running about with his cat brother causing all kinds of messes, but he’s perfect to me. He has kind intelligent eyes and when you talk to him, he turns his head like you’re the most interesting thing in the room and he can’t simple get enough of you. He has issues with being left alone, scared that he will be abandoned once again I suppose even though I’ve promised him and told him time and time again I would never do that as I held him close.

He’s just like a little baby…he cries when he’s scared and runs to hide in my arms because I’m Mom and it’s my job to make everything in the world okay for him.

I’ve never been prouder to have that job….

Comment by Wanda P on November 7, 2012 at 8:53am

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Comment by Veronica Franklin on October 22, 2012 at 1:46pm

Our sweet bella we got from a farm early this year. Her owner just up and left her. She would run around the farm looking for food until we took her home. She's the best dog anyone could ever ask for and we love her to death. I just did a post for her on my blog today. http://quietgirldreaming.blogspot.com/

Comment by Jane M Sell on August 13, 2012 at 5:34pm

My Queenie was an abandoned kitten.  She was a runt of the litter...and was sick when I found her.  She kept following me one morning when I went to go to my car to get to work.  I kept putting her back into the back yard, but she walked along the breezeway behind me.  I feared that she would get hit, since her eyes were swollen almost shut from a severe upper respiratory infection.  I scooped her up, and took her upstairs to our apartment.  I told my fiancee "Look, we have a new family member"!   Now he was not a cat lover, but after we took her in...he fell in love with her.  She was such a wonderful addition to our family, and had two litters. One had 3 males which we adopted out, and the 2nd had one boy and two girls.  We adopted two out, and kept one girl...BooBoo.  Queenie and BooBoo were such a pair...and my fiancee loved them both.  Funny how cats have loving effects on people! 

Comment by Lisbeth Mønsted Larsen on August 18, 2011 at 8:42am

I am sitting here week after week seeing one beautiful young greyhound after the other free to good home. Unwanted for various reasons but all of them kicked out it may sound harsh but since starting to alert others to the plight of racing greyhounds. It was like opening a Pandoras box of atrocities one worse than the other. Now I update these adverts every week.This summer was a strange one. I lost my Greyhound Connor  he was found as a stray in Madrid Spain how he got there is a mystery. I found tatooes in both his ears but what a mess. someone had tried to erase his original tatooes and then tatooed poor Connors three to four time on top of the original ones making a right mess of it. Connor died too young of a blood clot in his cerebellum. He was seven years and four months old when that happend. This was June the fifth. About two months prior to his death I was trawling through the classifieds as usual and there was this drop dead gorgeous young greyhound free to good home. I thought he will go quick. Little did i know he went to live with a hoarder here in Denmark yes she races her greyhounds and that is what she wanted from this one too. He botched up a race in Oxford and did the same in Odense. Connor died on June the fifth about three weeks later I was offered this young greyhound I said yes. I had rejected offers of two other greyhounds as they would not fit in with my pack. This one does fit in he is a marvel on four legs a young greyhound without a home how could I say no? I coulden´t he is not a replacement for Connor but a young unwanted greyhound who just needed a second chance. I firmly believe that the right dog or hound will come at the right time. This picture is of Collin my new greyhound his racing name was Geneva Noisy. strays come in many shapes and sizes even diffrent breeds in Ireland numeroes greyhounds are abandoned and left starving out there on their own  the same happens to the Spanish breed known as the Galgo Espaniol they live in animal hell on earth there is no limit to the horroes they go through please think about that before booking that trip to Spain who want´s to support a nation that mistreats their own national breed of sight hound with such contempt and cruelty. the latest fashion among the galgueroes(hunters) is to pour acid on all four legs of their unfortunate galgo and then leave them to suffer need I say more.

Comment by PaddyPaws on August 18, 2011 at 8:13am

Tootsie just wondered into our yard, and started playing with our late Roxy. She slowly progressed from sleeping in the laundrey to sleeping inside. She had us hooked. Can't believe anyone would just leave a dog and go away.

Comment by Peggy on May 8, 2011 at 5:52pm

Tylah

 Thank You for the invite , what a wonderful idea for a group. Very nice.

Comment by Crystal Landreth on February 16, 2011 at 3:09pm

i love to hear the stories about how everyone adopted/rescued their pets!!

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