Their Stories
Lammy
One day a group of people came and took me and many more dogs from the Amish man and loaded us into a large trailer. As the Amish man handed me over to these kind humans he bragged how I had sired over three hundred puppies. I later learned that these wonderful people were the National Mill Dog Rescue group and they save dogs from terrible living conditions. The next day two people came to the rescuer’s house and took me home. They were told that I am so emaciated they didn’t think I was going to make it to my new home, I only weighed one and half pounds. I didn't have any hair on my ears or my nose from rubbing the wires of my cage. I so wanted someone to pet me!
I almost gave up on the way to my new home but my guardians would not let me go. They were going to give me freedom and let me feel the grass under my little feet. My new mommy cried and told me over and over that I was going to feel good again. For many weeks I had bad days and a few good days. They figured out how to feed me and soon I weighed at least three pounds and almost all of my days were good. I learned that all I had to do was snap my little paw and they would jump to give me whatever I wanted. I trained them well! I rested in the warm sun smelling the cool crisp summer air. They gave me my own spot in front of the fire during winter. Most of all, my mommy would wrap me in a soft blanket and hold me every day. I would tell her how much I loved her every night by rubbing my nose on her back when we settled down to sleep.
They gave me three and half years of life outside of my wire hell. They showed me that I had not lost my chance to be a dog and do dog things. The greed machine stole ten years of my life for profit and I never got so much as a pat on the head or to touch the ground one time. I am truly grateful to the people who came to that Amish farm that hot summer day and rescued me, and the guardians who took care of me every day until it was time to go. I achieved my dream….to feel the earth beneath my feet.
Sincerely,
Little Lammy
1997 - January 28, 2011
We miss him so. He was our inspiration and our heart every day. We found such a deep satisfaction for giving this very special needs little man the life he had been denied for so long. He was alert, had no discomfort, and enjoyed the sun in his face and the fire on his back until the last hour of his life which he spent wrapped in his soft blanket in my arms. We will always cherish you Little Man.
Buddy
Run Like a Gazelle
My name is Buddy and I am an eight month old Yorkie. I was purchased from a pet store in Missouri by a couple who fell in love with the cute little puppy in the window. They thought having a puppy would be fun and easy and didn’t give a thought about having to train me. They were told that crating is the best way to train a puppy so they purchased a cat carrier and my imprisonment began. My parents worked full time so I lived in this box all day trapped and unable to go potty or get any exercise. I would cry out for someone to help me but there was never anyone to hear my pitiful cries. When they came home they would let me out for a few hours but at bedtime I was imprisoned again.
My legs grew long for a Yorkie as result of my genetics and by the time I was 6 months old, I couldn’t stand up in my prison anymore but I was forced to spend 20 hours a day in it anyway. Finally they noticed that I truly had outgrown my tiny prison and since they had become bored with the pet thing anyway, they decided to turn me over to someone else. This rescuer had me neutered and gave me shots. Later another rescue group picked me up and took me to Colorado to be fostered until I could find a home where I could run wild like a Gazelle and be a puppy.
For the first time in my life I was able to run free all day, sleep with my foster Mom and Dad, and have dogs to play with. I was actually allowed to be a dog and do the things all puppies should do. I followed my foster mom everywhere and I tried so hard to be a good boy and I was! She told me so all the time!
One day, I jumped up on a plastic storage box on the deck and decided to jump over a gate to get to my foster mom. As I landed on the hard surface, I felt the most excruciating pain imaginable. My foster Mom and Dad rushed to me but it hurt so bad I just couldn’t stop crying. They just screamed “NOOOO” when they realized that I had broken both front legs. My Mom gave me something to help with the pain, but I fought to get away from this torment all the way to the vet’s office. I spent the night in a drug induced haze in pain wanting my Mommy and Daddy to come and get me and make the pain stop. The next day they arrived and I noticed they were very sad and were crying. I was so happy to see them and I kissed them all over their faces and snuggled in their arms in spite of the awful pain in my legs.
The vet told them that since I had lived in a crate all of my life I was not allowed to develop strong bones; mine were barely as strong as paper. My Mom and Dad had deep sadness in their eyes. There was no hope for my fragile bones to heal so they had to make the toughest decision they have ever faced. They had to let me go, put me to sleep. What does that mean? Will the pain stop? They stayed with me as I slowly faded away and the pain did go away. I tried so hard to stay with them but I just couldn’t fight anymore. The last thing I saw was my foster parent’s faces etched with deep sadness and grief.
They called me family and buried me in the family plot where their other forever pets are buried and they can always visit me.
My parents are so sad and angry that people can be so cruel and selfish that they would get a dog, and then put it in a box where it can’t develop normally. Puppies can’t build strong bones and we become mentally unstable if we are confined to small spaces. Crating me and others like me is the cruelest thing you can do to us. So please, if you must confine your new companion, use a baby gate or an x pen and only for short periods of time so what happened to me won’t happen to them.
I was loved as part of a family and ran like a Gazelle for three short weeks.
Buddy
In Memory  Littlebit |
Littlebit came to us by way of our rescue contact in Missouri who worked hard to get her out of an Amish breeder farm. He decided that her dislocated hip would make it hard for her to have puppies. He reluctantly made the right decision to release her to rescue. Her personality was full energy, one would never know she lived in a wire cage for six years. Her condition was fixed and soon she found a home in Tucson AZ. It is with deep sadness that we have learned that she has suddenly passed away. Although the vets can not find any reason for her to pass so suddenly she was able to live a life outside of the wire cage, free to be a dog and do dog things. RRAS is very grateful that she passed while free, happy and loving life. We are especially grateful to the adopters that will give these injured people an opportunity to have a home of peace and tranquility. |
In Memory Cheri Bossy Sassy Queen Bee  Georgi & Cheri |
A few years ago Georgi & Cheri were rescued from a nasty Missouri puppy mill. Later they were brought to their foster parent’s home to start their new lives acclimating to kind humans. During their time there they lived in separate areas of the rescue center. Each morning as all of the dogs were put in large play areas for the day, Georgi would always escape and run to Cheri’s play area. He would frantically climb the wire or madly dig to get to Cheri. Mind you there were many dogs at the time he could play or hang out with, but Cheri was his love child. This was not due to a female being in heat, but true genuine friendship they were both inseparable. One day we could not find Cheri; we looked for her for hours thinking she had somehow escaped. Yet Georgi had layed in this one spot not moving the whole time while we searched for Cheri. I finally went to Georgi to let him know that she is gone and will probably not be coming back. As I was talking to him I noticed a set of red back legs sticking out from under Georgi. Low and behold there she was, all this time under Georgi! You see, Georgi was very protective of Cheri. Any time we approached her to pick her up he would get in between to us. He was probably thinking that we were going to take her away from him forever. We knew that they had to be adopted together or Georgi would die of depression.
A kind lady, Dean Taylor, stepped up to the plate and adopted both Cheri and Georgi and gave them a puppy mill dog’s dream, a kind and loving home. A place where they could be dogs and do dog things; they became the highlight of their neighborhood. Cheri became the bossy sassy queen bee walking proud. All of the neighbors thought that these two guys were truly friends that needed to stay together. After a few years of walks and playing with toys Cheri developed a life threatening liver disorder which was managed with medication. Later in time she developed an inoperable tumor. Georgi would always get Dean to check out Cheri when she was having a bad day. Cheri’s battle with these debilitating diseases finally came to end December 28. Two years of sweet freedom away from the puppy mill, long walks, and playing with her favorite toys was made possible by Dean. Cheri is greatly missed by her rescue team, her neighborhood, and most of all her humans that gave her a warm loving home. |
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Connie,
Just wanted to give you an update on Honey. She has started to settle in here very well, she still has terror attacks where she wakes up with bad dreams but they are coming less often and she calms down quicker each time. She has started to play now and has many toys to choose from. She went out of the dog door by herself when she heard me on the back porch but still has trouble getting back in by herself. I am going to modify the door on the outside and hopefully she will learn to come back in by herself. Took her to Petco today to get her a soft harness and she had a great time, she found a big Marmaduke dog who played with her and was in-tranced with the bird cages and all the sounds and smells, it’s like an amusement park for her. Honey loves it when you purr at her and we were wondering if she had ever played with cats or had a kitten to play with? She responds very enthusiastically to the sound of cats on TV and really wanted to play with the cats they had up for adoption. Our other dogs are starting to accept her as there sister but it is slow going, although they will lay next to her on the couch they are still hesitant to play with her. She can navigate the house very well and is learning to run and when to stop. Although we officially adopted her I think she is finally starting to adopt us, and every day she seems to be happier. Thank you for bringing this wonderful loving child into our home.
Thank You,
Craig and Freda Dusek
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hope you and your husband are doing well. I hope you remember me from
last year. I began fostering Kelsey last September and we adopted her
in October. I thought I would provide you with a quick update and a
couple of photos.
It was quite a challenging year -
Kelsey was a complete wreck when we received her - physically,
emotionally and spiritually. But, time and patience has healed many of
her wounds. She was so afraid of the world that she used to shake when
I took her outside. She would not walk on a leash so the first
six/seven months, I carried her in a little carrier. One day in April
she decided to walk on her leash - we were in O'Hare airport, and she
learned that she absolutely loved it! She has not been in her carrier
since and she can't wait to go for walks! It also took about this
amount of time for her to finally take food out of my hands. Now, the
little buggar bites so hard when she grabs the food from my hands.
In June, I took her to the vet for dental work. She ended up
having all her teeth pulled except for 5. They were so badly infected
along with her gums. I had noticed she was in some discomfort earlier -
but, I did not realize the extent of her damage. After her teeth were
pulled, she was the happiest little girl in the world. She felt so much
better. She has a soft food diet now and loves it! She twirls in
circles and barks when it is meal time. She loves to eat - so much so,
that we call her "fattie" because she is 9 lbs. We know she is a pound
overweight, and are trying to keep it off of her!
After she lost her teeth, I was giving her soft chewie bones, but
soon realized that she really wanted the big dog bones. So, this is
what I give her - I figure that she will decide what she can chew and
what she cannot chew and I cannot believe how much she loves bully
sticks - gums them until they are wet and then tears them apart. I also
read that chewing on the bones keeps the blood flowing to their gums
and helps to keep the gums in good shape.
It took her over 8 months to learn to go through the dog door flap.
She was so afraid of that thing - and, of course, she was not
house-trained. After learning to go through the dog door, I knew it
would not be long for her to go outside to pee pee. After one year, I
do believe she is fully housetrained, but she still hasn't learned to
poo outside all the time yet. The poo I can live with - it's small to
clean up. The pee just soaks through the carpet - however, she did also
learn to use the pee pee pads. I will keep the pee pee pads down for
my other dachsie girl who HATES going outside in bad weather. Now she
just jumps through the door at all hours of the day and night. It is
very funny when I hear her outside at night barking at the neighbors,
and then she tears into the house and runs to me like she has scared off
all the burglars.
Kelsey is by my side 24/7. She
loves to be held, can't get enough attention, has learned to howl with
the other dogs, sleeps in her own dog beds and when the weather gets
cold, she has an array of sweaters, t-shirts and jackets to keep her
warm! She is safe, she is happy and she is a darling. Thank you for
giving us the opportunity to be her family. Although it has been
challenging, she has made such incredible strides and I really admire
her resilience. It is wonderful to see her be a "dog" and find her
confidence.
Best Regards,
Liz
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Connie,
We have been very remiss in updates on Maxie and realize that tomorrow must be eight weeks since we collected her from Sue in Colorado Springs.
Firstly, Maxie is well, bonding very well with us both as well as her new “brother”, Bernie, and seemingly reveling in her new life. She is very much less nervous than she was to begin with and the “tilt” to her head, though not eliminated (it’s actually quite endearing at times!) is less marked due to Trisha’s ministrations in massaging her neck. Her coat is now shining and becoming silky and longer – she is very trusting with Trisha clipping her hair and even her toenails. Her tail wagged for the first time a couple of weeks ago (it was so short we’d thought it inactive!). She is eating well and even putting on a little weight : she is not a yipper – it took a week or two before she first barked, but she uses her voice sparingly. In short, she is acclimatized and is becoming a great buddy to all three of us.
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Hi Connie,
Another update on
Annie. Her ear mites are all gone now and she is doing great, all 4 lbs
of her. She is such a sweetheart! She had been so neglected. Her back
legs were never treated so thru the yrs the bones became fused. My Vet
said there is nothing that can be done now to correct it. I don't think
she ever had any human interaction, so she loves being held and talked
to. She is usually in mine or Bob's lap. Our dog Ginger, a 7yr old
Papillon, is always making sure she is OK. They love looking out the
front door together.
I saw her story on the web site so I wanted everyone to see how gorgeous she is now and how happy she is, so I'm attaching some current pictures. Hope you can add this update to her story. Wanda Hi, Just sending another update on Annie. Just about have her ear mites
cleared up. Putting the meds in every other day now and we have started
heart-worm. She eats like a little pig and drinks good.
It's really difficult for her to
get up on her back legs to go potty. We have rock landscaping (small
rocks) in our back yard and when she can't stand anymore she just drops
down and she has scraped her little bottom. So Bob built her a potty
box and we covered it with plastic and then AstroTurf. That way we can
hose it down when needed. It's 4x8 ft so plenty big enough for her.
Wanda Annie came to Breeder Release Adoption Service by way of The Arizona Humane Society. Her back legs can not hold her weight yet she was picked up as a stray. Due to her condition she was scheduled to be put down. We pulled her out because we work with hard cases like Annie and knew one day she would find a loving home to finish her time here on earth, or die of old age with our group. It is nice to know that there are caring people in this world who will give a hard luck person like Annie a home full of peace, tranquility, and free from cruelty. Thanks for your dedication. BRAS |
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Hi Conni and Jill.............................
Sorry it has taken me so long to get pictures to you of this handsome little man. I changed his name to Cole and he is the love of my life!!!!! What a joy he has been and continues to be. He has the greatest disposition and personality. Those eyes that caught my attention on Pet Finder are still as beautiful as ever. You can definitely add us to your list of very successful adoptions. He just fills my life with joy and makes me laugh out loud. He still loves to play and has many toys to keep him busy.
He is so good with people and other dogs. I can't tell you how many times people have told me "he is the cutest dog they have ever seen." And of course they are exactly right. There is something very special about him. To know him is truly to love him. My little Colie Man is so very smart and a sweetheart, as well. Please know that he is very happy in his forever home and loved way too much. He is 14 inches tall at the shoulder and weighs about 13 lbs. Way to big to be a toy but the perfect size for a miniature and the perfect size for me.
Thank you so very much for bringing Cole into my life. I could not be happier with him and could not love him more. He is having a wonderful life.
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Hi! from Lulu (formerly Chrissy). Here is a picture of me w/ my Mom, Dad, & Sister. I have fit right in & I love my new home & family! Everyone says that I am the absolute sweetest. My parents love both of their fur babies sooo much! They told me to tell you "thank you for Lulu & all that you do". Keep up the good work. -Erika, Omar, Bella, & Lulu |
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Hi! This is Angel (aka Coco Channel) Don't I look cute in my new dress. My ponytail is coming back. I love to dress to go out with my Mom. We are so perfect for each other, I love to snuggle and I even trained Mom to take me to the potty. That playpen was sure a waste of money. Now I have a fashionable bag to go with Mom everywhere. I sleep with My moma and she is trying to teach me to go up and down stairs (I do it when she isn't around) but if she teaches me I get a treat. I have a grain allergy, so I am fed lamb dry with a little canned food. Mommy got so excited when she saw me that she forgot to give you the scarfs and food she had in the car, they will be in the snail mail soon. Good luck to all my friends I hope they find the perfect forever home soon! | |
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Not sure if you remember me, but I got this scared little girl (072110-10) back in Sept. She came from a large puppy mill and had lived all her 6 yrs in a cage. I met Chris in Colorado Springs and picked her up. The poor thing didn't even have a name till you got her. Her name is Nico now. She would not make any eye contact with you at first. Now she comes up to me and stares at me till I give her attention. I could hold her at first for a few minutes, and she would shake violently. Now she loves nothing more than to be as close as possible next to you. She was a tight little ball that never relaxed, and as you can see by the picture, she sure can relax. Her little tail is up in the air most of the time, as posed to tucked tightly between her legs. She gets excited when some comes to the door and barks and jumps at them in joy. I feel so happy that she can be a dog now. She'll sit in the sun outside for long periods, just hanging out. It took my well socialized dog, Dottie, to show her. |
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Hi – Chewy-- AKA – Jimbo --- is fitting in perfectly with our family. He is such a sweetheart and it’s like he was made for us. He got introduced to Smokey this weekend and boy did they have fun together. He is getting along with all of my children’s friends that come over to visit and he grabs their stuffed animals and brings them to his doggie bed. It is hilarious. He sleeps on the top of the loveseat or sofa during the day and at night he snuggles in bed with me (he snores). He use to be so shy and cowardly; and now he’s wagging his tail all the time and walks around the condo like he’s always been there. I will be sending you back the doggie belly wraps. I didn’t use them at all – I just started Chewy out on the potty training outside. He really got the “idea” of what to do from Smokey. Now when I take them for a walk, they both prance in front of me (tails up) and lift their legs on whatever tree or fire hydrant they see. They are two of a kind I tell you. He only had 2 accidents in the condo but I take him out at regular times and he’s getting the hang of doing his job outside. He’s a smart little pooch. Anyway…. He’s a perfect fit for our lives and so glad you saved his little life. He runs around the condo like he owns it, and grabs his stuffed toys and tosses them around. He barks at the doorbell now (got the idea from Smokey) so he’s turning into a little watch dog too. LOL He really enjoys long walks and seems to benefit from them by becoming less stressed by new things outside (loud noises, cars going by, other dogs). So, he is really making progress. J |
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Hello Connie & Sue,
My sons and I want to thank you for allowing us the privilege of adopting Ginny. She is such a sweet girl! She has acclimated to our home so quickly, and has brought so much joy to our home. I'm not sure if I shared this with you or not, but my husband passed away in late October. Our youngest son, Calvin, had been asking to get a Yorkie for sometime. After my husband died, I thought more seriously about it as it might help him with his grief. Ginny has certainly done that. She provides Calvin that opportunity to love and receive love unconditionally. From the first night that we brought her to our home, she has slept with Calvin in his bed and the two of them are inseparable. He is kind and gentle with her and she reciprocates with kisses and snuggling. We all love her so much. And Coco, our chocolate lab, is great with her as well. In fact, Ginny kind of bosses Coco around. It's funny to watch. I thought I would share a couple of photos with you. Ginny is quite camera shy so it's hard to get a really good photo of her. Hopefully we'll be able to get her comfortable with that someday. Again, thank you so much from myself, Grant, and Calvin. You have helped bring some more happiness into our lives. Best, Michelle
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Zoey here..............check out my blog..........4theloveofanimals.com/blog/2011/01/10/chock-full-of-celebration/ | |
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Hello everybody, it's me, Jewels, and I want to tell you about my new life. My forever family picked me up just a week ago and I'm feeling real comfortable with them. My mom and dad and Mimi (grandma) are always petting me and giving me hugs and kisses and they let me kiss them on the chin. I have a older brother, Alex, who is a Pomeranian like me and an older brother, Tiger, who is a cat (yeah, a cat, but he is nice). We have a nifty little door that my brothers and I can use to go outside whenever we want. I even have my own toy box and I love to play. I am learning to play tug-of-war and it's really fun. Mom took me to the doctor for a check up and they are all real nice there; they said something about a velvet pillow that I landed on and I'm not sure what that means. Mom helped my type this letter and put in some beautiful pictures of me, and my brother, and I hope you enjoy them. Thank you so much. Love Jewels and family. | |
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Connie,
We made it. I thought I would never get to Florida. What a trip! The jeep was loaded to the ceiling. So the three of us were in 2 seats in the front. One morning at daybreak we had stopped to get gas and the new puppy was jumping up and down because he was upset that I was out of the car. He accidentally locked me out of the car. It was 12 degrees and my keys were inside. We tried calling Pop-A-Lock ,but they were disconnected. We called AAA but it would be an hour before they could get there. So I went to the jeep, looked Charley in the eyes and pointed to the unlock button on the door. I told him to let Mommy in and push the button. (He loves to change channels on the remote control and in the other car, he turns on the flashers and rolls the windows up and down.) Fun for him. Anyway, he opened the door and we were on our way. What a champ!!!!! Have a great Christmas!
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Hi Jill!
I wanted to update you on Cotton! I cannot describe how happy my husband and I are with him!! He has adjusted so well, and I'm thrilled to say that Jenni and him have become best buds. They play all the time together, and snuggle sooo cute together when they nap. It is adorable. We have changed Cotton's name to Theodore (Theo) and he responds when he's called, he knows how to sit, walks excellent on a leash/harness, and he's been getting a lot better with housetraining. He has also been eating very well, we have him on puppy Science Diet (which is what Jenni eats) and its working out great. He is now at 7.2 lbs. , has filled out a lot, and the vet said he is healthy & doing great. He has changed A LOT from when we first got him. He is so outgoing & playful, he has a huge, lovable personality, and is just a joy to be around. He still loves to snuggle & sit on our laps, and of course he sleeps in bed with us every night. He is absolutely perfect.
Both Todd and I feel so extremely lucky to have adopted such a wonderful dog. We love him so much!
Thanks so much for doing what you do! Its because of people like you, that these amazing dogs can have a happy life with a loving family!
Thanks again, Happy Holidays!
:)Heather & Todd Gabaldon
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Please add her story to the website. And thank you for our baby girl. She will have the best life ever with all the love in the world and everything she needs. She has come a long way. The first day we had her and she stood on the grass for the first time, she just stood there paralyzed in fear for about 20 minutes. She had no idea what the grass was. Soon, she saw the other dogs got to the bathroom and then she squatted down and peed. I gave her a treat and praised her for "going potty outside". About 30 seconds go by, she takes about 10 steps away from me, squats down again and "fake" pees then comes over to me, sits down and looks up at me asking for a potty treat. It was so funny. She is really smart! She used to shy away in fear if we moved our hands toward her and now she comes to us asking to be loved and petted.
I'm attaching a couple more pictures of her. We dressed her up on Halloween for a about 10 minutes as a fairy princess. It suits her, our "little princess".
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This is Barbie and Buffy...the mother daughter duo that was severely timid one year ago. They were also shaved to the skin....Look at them now! Connie, I remember you sending them to me and you told me that you had never seen such timid dogs...and I agreed with you while they were in my care. They are thriving a year later and now they look like little show dogs. Wow, what a year makes....I love this "job" after receiving emails like this a year later. Jill, |
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I adopted "Iris" (now known as Trixie or Trixalene) from Connie almost 2 years ago. Connie met me and gently handed over this shivering little girl (she was still producing milk, by the way) that was so afraid of everything! She weighed about 4 lbs. at that time. Trixie was numb; she was limp except for the shaking. It took her awhile to realize she was finally home and to learn to look up at the sky. Her favorite things are chicken(cooked of course!), squirrels, and playing outside. She is a wonderful little girl and I can't thank Connie and her husband enough for all they do for all these little ones! The amount of love in their hearts is immeasurable! Thank you both for your love and kindness! | |
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Hi. Just wanted to let you know how great Rolly is doing as of his three week anniversary at our house. He has really come a long, long way. He’s pretty much completely house trained now; hasn’t had an accident in over a week. When he first came here, he liked to play with Suki but didn’t seem to really know how to play with toys. Now after watching her, he loves his toys and will try to steal hers, too. He carefully gathers all of his and puts them in his bed, then pushes them out when he wants to go to sleep in it. His ear mites are all taken care of and he hasn’t scratched his ears anymore since the first two days of treatments. He walks differently now, too – he’s started “prancing” when he walks, a bouncy little happy walk. He loves running in the grass in the back yard with Suki – they will chase each other ‘round and ‘round for fifteen minutes, then collapse in exhaustion. He’s grown (he’s 3.5 lbs. now) and he has less of a “baby” look, too. All in all, he seems to be an extremely happy little dog now, and seems to know this is “home.” He’s not quite as quick to learn things as Suki, but he’s not as stubborn, either, and is much more laid back with new people and situations. And just as he’s been learning from her, she seems to have calmed down some since he came. They are doing well together – sometimes there’s a little jealousy over food or petting, but neither gets aggressive about it. Mostly it’s just about standing there and looking sad when the other is getting something. We love him to death and we’re really happy with his progress and I think he’s pretty happy with his new family.
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I am writing this for anyone who’s thinking of adopting a rescue pet and giving my experience with Conni’s organization. I’m retired single uncle whose nephew and niece thought I needed a little someone to love, and boy they were right! With the help from my niece, and “Betsy” being a featured pet on Conni’s site. I adopted the little Maltese “Betsy” and she’s the love of my life. Betsy has really adapted very well to life outside of a cage. If you would’ve never known where Betsy had come from you would never believe she spent her first 3yrs in such confined conditions. She loves her baths, and even loves the blow dryer. And forget driving in the car alone now I have a permanent copilot, Betsy loves her car rides. Betsy is a very social dog and gets along with all other pets. Betsy has so much love to give, and is never aggressive, she’s always wanted to be lovable. “Betsy is truly my angel from God”. Our experience with Conni was awesome, and the way she cares for all the animals she rescues is amazing, she truly is trying to make a difference. I would recommend anyone to adopt a little furry companion from Conn’s organization. Too all of who find it in your hearts to adopt one of these wonderful pets God bless you.
Sincerely, Erwin Dreiling
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Just wanted to let you know Harley is doing well. Our vet and an veterinary eye specialist have told us Harley is the equivalent of “legally blind”. He has been treated successfully for a kidney infection and we’ve got his feet looking much better, not completely there yet, if ever, but lots better. He has even put on a couple of pounds. He has all the squeaky toys he wants, has a bed in every room and is a very spoiled little man. His Daddy is teaching him all about the Broncos and all about the Touchdown celebration. Our herd of cats have adopted him as another brother and I’m not sure either he or them know he isn’t a cat. Harley seems to be happy and content in our home, and we are very happy we made the decision to add him to our family. Our family thanks you for rescuing him for us. Harley sends his thanks to Jill for taking him out of that place, and thanks to Connie for taking care of him and putting his picture on the internet so his forever family could find him and he could live happily ever after. He is a true Broncos fan! |
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Dear Connie, I finally got to use the computer ~ Cyndi is in the bathroom so I'll keep it short. My new home feels nice, I hope this really is my "forever home." I wasn't too sure at first 'cause we went for a long drive in the mountains on Sunday and I wasn't sure where we were going. Seems like they like to go for drives a lot just like I do!  I used my manners just like you taught me. But, I don't like that "leash" thing. I think I have Cyndi trained now, she just walks right beside me when we go outside now. I love the food that they fix here.  I haven't eaten this good since I was a teenager!Dale and Cyndi like for me to sleep with them, but I had to set them straight real quick. I want my OWN BED!!! So, you know what, Cyndi got one for me right away and now I follow her everywhere she goes. She was crying all the time  when I first got here.I know she misses "Pup" the dog that she lost, but I've been comforting her and giving her something else to do. We walk to Pup's grave every morning and she puts another stone on and says a prayer for all the dogs and creatures in the world. Isn't that sweet.  Well, I miss you guys. Maybe we'll run into each other sometime. I'll try to write again the next chance I get. In the meantime, I love you and appreciate all you did for me.  Your forever friend, Prue  |
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Please meet my 2 girls. Libby is on top of the pillow, and Lola is under it. They both love the pillpow that a volunteer made for them.
We got Libby in April of 2010, and she is all personality. At first grass freaked her out, she would jump high like a deer to get out of it!!! Now she loves to be outside, laying in the sun, or on the porch carpet. She has found her bark, and uses it well.If i don't pay attention to her, she will find a piece of paper on the floor,and try to shred it. She is a little ball of love, and we are lucky to have her.
We got Lola in July of 2010, for a companion to Libby. After a few days we discovered Lola is deaf. We set up some hand signals, and she is fine now. SHe is always following us around, and loves to go in the car. Libby and Lola can play for hours, up and down the ramp to the couch, across the floor, out in the yard, anywhere to have some fun. When I pick up Lola, she settles in andwill go right to sleep on me.
I think both of them are so glad to have their own human!!! I am so glad Connie and Chris rescued all the dogs, but especially my girls.!!!!
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Lordy Lordy look who's turned one! Mindy the Morky. This dog cake will be gone for sure by the end of the day. Thanks everyone for finding me a great home with really cool humans. |
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I was very sick when I was rescued so I slept most of the time. I had a terrible time trying to breathe so my vet suggested that I go to a lower altitude and the very next day I found myself in Pheonix, Az at a wonderful home. I started to improve and even gained a little weight and oh, how I loved to lay in the warm sun. One day a wonderful lady came and took me home. She didn't care that I have a weak heart and oh, I am so happy now. Thanks to all of the people, starting in Arkansas and ending in Phoenix who made my journey possible to this wonderful place. Love to all, Brittney |
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I used to live in Las Vegas, NV and I had someone who loved me but then I found myself in the shelter. A nice lady adopted me but 2 years later I found myself in another shelter in Colorado Springs. I heard them say I was too old and had too many ailments to be adopted so "it was time". I'm only 9! But then, a miracle occurred and I found myself in a nice place with lots of other dogs. I went to the vet because I have to pee so much and I'm always thirsty and I heard him say that my kidneys are failing and it's just a matter of time. I think I know what that means but I've cheated death twice and I'm comfortable and I get lots of good food and I know I am loved and will never leave here. When I die, I will join the others who have lost the battle in the little cemetery on the hill and I will watch over all of the little ones who come here on their way to a wonderful life. My name is Rockey. ----Rockey has passed on this year peacefully. He was truly a happy little man. |
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When my breeder released me at the age of about 3, I was so scared that I was nearly comatose for the first 3 days. I was washed, slept in a bed for the first time and was snuggled in soft blankets. I was offered food and water but I was afraid to eat. Finally we arrived at what was to be my new home but I didn't know it at the time. I realized there were other dogs there that seemed to be very happy and I had all the food I could eat anytime I wanted it. A week later, I had the first of many seizures. I have been here for 2 years now and still have an occasional seizure but I am never left alone and am cuddled and love until it is over. I am so happy and know I am very loved. My name is Jewel. |
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I was purchased at auction by a breeder who wanted to get 1 more litter from me. I have a broken front leg and had spent my entire life (8 years) in a wire cage hopping around on 3 legs. The breeder decided she didn't want to deal with my broken leg so I was released but I was so terrified of being in the transport crate that my future Mommy took me into the motel, gave me a bath and into her bed. I have never taken my eyes off of her since. After I had been in my new home a couple of days, my Mommy discovered that I couldn't hear. She took me to the vet and I am genetically deaf with no hearing at all. We have taught each other how to communicate and we talk all the time now. Un-fortunately, my leg can't be treated because it happened many years ago when I was a puppy but I follow my Mommy around just fine on 3 legs and spend my days and nights as close to her as I can get. My name is PuffyStuff. |
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My breeder decided to go out of business 2 years ago so he released 80 dogs to a rescue group. I am a tiny little girl who was at least 10 years old when I was released. My jaw was broken, my mouth severely infected, I only had 3 teeth left and I am blind from un-treated dry eye. In spite of all that, I get around my home just fine and love to be brushed and spoiled. My name is Ginger. |
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It was a cold spring day 2 years ago when my breeder loaded my 5 sisters and me into his truck and headed for the auction. We were so scared when we arrived at this place that was so cold and noisy. We were placed back in wire cages and soon it was our turn to be taken from the cages and placed on a table for people to see us and bid for us. My 5 sisters were sold and I was all alone on the table. The auctioneer said that I had a little dry eye and it wouldn't affect my breeding. The only person who would bid on me was an Amish man and my rescuer knew from the way I looked that I was blind so she decided she would get me out of the breeding programs. My eyes were so badly ulcerated and infected that we stopped at an emergency vet on the way home and they said I would probably lose both eyes. With intensive treatment, I did not lose my eyes and can even distinguish between light and dark. I get around fine and I love laying in the sun and being brushed and groomed. I was 5 years old and my name is Ruby. |
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My name is Peggy Sue and I only have 3 legs. My breeder said that my Mom chewed my back leg off when I was a puppy and was going to sell me at an auction anyway. My rescuer offered her what she would have gotten from the auction for me and home to Colorado I went! My remaining back leg was very weak from a year in a wire cage but within a few months I was running all over the property and teaching all of the new arrivals how to play. My Dad calls me the therapy dog because I just love to help all of the new arrivals get adjusted until they are adopted. |
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I was released when I was 3 years old because I had only had 1 litter of puppies. When I was spayed, Dr. Brubaker discovered that I had a botched C section and my insides were all scrambled. I only weigh 3 lbs but I am 3 lbs of spunk! I was sick for awhile after my surgery and I get motion sickness very easy. My Mommy can't even rock with me in her lap. I love to be with her and have learned how to play with my siblings and I am just loving every day of my life. My name is Trini. |
