[beaglesarethebestdogs311]

What is your rescued dog's name and what's his/her story? I have a rescued dog named Miley, she is a very cute Beagle. They were going to put her down because she was neglected and nobody would rescue her. We got her last summer and she would not eat or drink for 3 days. Three days! Every time someone would walk up to her she would be so scared she would pee. She spent her days whining in front of a mirror, she hand nor fur at all on her rear end. Now she's happy, carefree, and loving. I'm so glad we rescued her, or she wouldn't be here on this earth now!

[borzoimom]

The last one rescued is Femka. Not too much is known really. She was whelped ( born) in the Netherlands, and about two years old, came to the states for show. Things in the family were not good, and at age 5 she was placed up for adoption by the breed rescue. At some point since coming to the states, she was attacked by the familys other dog, and we do know at some point she has had a serious blow to the chest ( vet thinks hit by a car or something similiar in impact. )
She was a basket case and most of the stuff the rescue was told from the previous owner turned out to be untrue. It took her several months to have any confidence at all..
Now she is a confident little girl, and quite full of herself as well as entertaining..

[lovemygreys]

Most of our dogs came to us from adoption groups and most of them were not in any danger of being put down either by their original owners or the adoption group...our true rescues:

Annie - was dying from kidney failure when the family that had her for 10 years returned her for peeing in the house. The adoption group had no room, so my hubby took 13 year old Annie in sight-unseen after reading a plea for help on a greyhound message board...$2000 later and major dental surgery to remove rotten teeth, she was as healthy as a 13 year old greyhound can be! She was with us for 2 years before she went to the Bridge.

Star - 14 year old Star was going to be put down by her owner. The husband had died and the wife didn't want/couldn't care for Star anymore. She came to us filthy, SEVERELY underweight, a mouth full of rotten teeth and nails so curled under she could barely stand. We had to cut her disgusting collar off of her. Unfortunately, Star was with us only 10 weeks...but she made a remarkable recovery in that time. She went from a dog that could barely stand to a greyhound that ran again.

This was Star, the day we rescued her:


I guess some would consider Harmony a rescue - she wouldn't come out of her crate at the track so the racing owner said to put her down. The trainer at the racing kennel held on to her until she could be squeezed onto a haul to an adoption group. When an extra dog jumped off the hauler, my hubby agreed to double up on fosters and take two. The other foster was adopted out, but Harmony stayed

A few of the greyhounds, I know very little about their racing owner or the racing kennels they were at, so I'm not sure if they were rescued by adoption or just regular adoptions. The rest of our greyhounds had racing owners who would have held onto them until they were adopted, so they were never in any danger.

Two of our cats came from kill shelters, two of them came from a no-kill adoption group. Our bunnies were adopted from their previous owners.

[RonE]

Esther the Plott hound came from a shelter about an hour from here.

She was a stray and had been there a week. We were the first to show interest, shortly after the shelter opened on the first day she was available for adoption. My son sat with her outside while I filled out the preliminary paperwork. There were some other people checking her out, so I had to move fast.

There is little chance she would have been euthanized, but there's a fair chance she'd have ended up living in a kennel with a half-dozen others and hunting bears for a living. That's what she was bred for, but she seems to like being a spoiled family dog and chasing tennis balls for a living.

[Curbside Prophet]

Elsa is from Missouri and the product of a puppy mill. She came out to California through a purebred rescue in my area as a pup. The rescue didn't have any mini's when I first approached them, and they actually referred me to a local breeder instead. Like many people I wanted to raise a puppy (I don't know why now)...but I wanted a mini schnauzer puppy. So, after doing some homework and looking around further, I did add my name to the breeders waiting list.

Shortly thereafter I received a call from someone telling me they had my pup. I didn't quite comprehend what was going on, but I kindly told the person that I just added my name to a waiting list, and that they surely could not have my pup...I went on to tell them the sire and dam hadn't even met yet. The person on the phone said she wasn't Shirly, but she did in fact have my pup. When I found my wits, I realized it was the rescue, and not the breeder. The rest as they say, is history.

[TheChinClique]

My family and I rescued an American Eskimo Dog named Scooter. We had him for a few years before one day, my mother and her friend were walking in the park and Scooter, unprovoked, viciously attacked a passer-by. Scooter was put down because of the demands of the man he attacked. Scooter was an abused Eskimo Dog, had social problems and never really had a chance until we got him. He attacked me four times, unprovoked. I begged my parents to keep giving him a chance. He went too far the day he attacked the man...and I couldn't convince him to give Scooter any more chances. I've been apprehensive since then to adopt any other dogs. The rescue people made Scooter sound like he had "slight" issues...yeah right. They weren't up-front and in all honesty we should have given him back right away, but I couldn't do that, and neither could my parents. The only time they wanted to give him back was when he attacked me...but I swayed them in that decision and Scooter stayed. If only he hadn't attacked the man in the park...well, I guess there's no sense in thinking about it now.

Here's his adoption story: http://www.eskiesonline.com/scootera.htm

The story also mentions our first dog, Finster Von Furball, who died at the age of ONE (not two as the story says) from a rare blood disorder (immune-mediated thrombocytepenia. We are now on our third Eskimo Dog who is also neurotic but luckily isn't people-aggressive (he is large dog aggressive).

[LeRoymydog]

I rescued my baby that passed away this last Feb. He was the sweetest, gentlest English Bulldog I have ever met. He was 4 years old whe I got him. The previous owner was a local cop and put him in rescue with a Pug. He said Max had ball ggression and bit him and his son when they were playing ball. When I got him, his nails were so long they curled under his feet (which ultimately gave him arthritis in his front shoulders). His nose wrinkle was so infected that the bacteria and yeast were growing in his ears and it made his ear drums swell so he could not hear. His tail pocket was so bad that whenever he would sit, he's leave "butt marks" on the floor.

I got him all fixed up and was slowly trimming his nail, and lo and behod he could hear me and his butt wasn't sore that he could actually do the butt wiggle. I don't think he knew how to paly cuz we got him alot of toys and he never played with them. I remember the day the first time he played like it was yesterday.

And ball aggression? NEVER was he ball aggressive around me or my family. He liked to play with balls and pop them all if he had a chance. He would sleep when my daughter slept (at the time she was about 10 months old). And had to be around her when she was awake. They were the best buddies.

Max started having breathing probs and I had him on tons of meds for that. We did lots of tests and EKGs and what-not. Then he started having grand-mal seizures. I had him on meds for that which were not helping. He starting loosing strength in his back legs and couldn't hold himself up. Hestarted potting in the house- which he would NEVER do.

I put my baby to sleep Feb.1, 2007. I held him while he took his last breath. He had a rough 4 years of his life. But when my family found him he was a perfect fit.

RIP Max. I love you. See you at the bridge.

[Renoman]

Buck is my rescue dog. He's a white German Shepherd. All I know about him is that he was dumped from a car at a park where there was a group kids and moms. He was taken by one of the mom's to a local GSD Rescue run by a woman who happened to be a friend of hers. The rescue had him vetted, neutered and cleaned him up and she posted him on petfinder.com. The adoption was finalized just one week after he arrived at the rescue. He was just 1 y.o. From day 1, he has been the best dog you could ever wish for. He came into the house and made friends with Chazz my other GSD right away. He's a 100 pound lap dog and a big clown. He's now 2.5 y.o. and he just keeps getting better.

He is also my shining star when it comes to training.

Somebody did not see what a treasure they had. But I thank them every day because if they had not been such cold, callous jackasses, I never would have had the opportunity to bring Buck home.

[Dogmom07]

My 3 dogs were all rescues:

Alibabba left us in November after 16 1/2 yrs. My husband found him, or should I say, he found my husband. He was delivering baked goods to a bakery on Alibabba avenue and when he came back to the van, there was this cute Beagle fast asleep in the back! Guess he sniffed out the bread! We turned him in to the local shelter hoping his owners would claim him and 3 days later when they did not, we went back and adopted him. He went from a street dog to king of the house! My husband spoiled him so much! He was with him constantly. He was my husband's heart and he had a very difficult time when he died.

8 yrs ago, Mel, short for Mello, was running loose on the highway at 4am. My husband pulled over and called him over to him. (Bless his heart, he is just like me when it comes to dogs!) Mel was a 90 lb Rott mix when he found him, all he kept saying was, please don't eat me! He just wanted to get him off the highway before he was hit. Mel climbed in his van and he took him to work with him. To his surprise, this giant dog was so sweet and he stuck very close to my husband. We brought him to the humane society thinking someone has to own this beautiful dog, he is so well behaved..2 weeks later, we went back and adopted him. He now weighs 115 lbs. He was great with Alibabba, he let Ali run the house and him, he was cool with that. He became very depressed when Ali died also.

3 months ago we adopted Buddy the Beagle from a shelter. His owners did not want him after they had a baby...can you believe that one? What is better for a child than a Beagle???? The husband was abusing him so the wife brought him to the shelter afraid for the dog's life...and she's still with the jerk??? The shelter is a no kill shelter with very limited funds, so Buddy lived outdoors with 60 other dogs, full of ticks and worms and dirt. He is now very healthy, with a shiny coat. He is a happy little dog with an enourmous heart and loves his big brother Mel.

[mike]

Our little girl is Roxie. She is a 1-year old shepherd/lab mix. We got her from a rescue organization in CT. She had been surrendered by her previous owner who had taken ill. She was at the shelter for just about a month when we first met her, and fell in love with her instantaneously. We were so surprised that no one had scooped her up sooner. She is settling in quite nicely.

[smoke]

well the first dog we rescued, her name is Darrien, she is by far the sweetest dog. We had gone to the shelter because our previous dog had past away and saw her in her cage, scared, nervous, and completely anti-social. well we asked about her story and the people there said that she was given in because the family developed allergies to the dog. the there was Chubba, he was adopted about a year ago, the lady at the american Eskimo rescue told us that he was beaten by his owner, as was the whole family. both of these dog were american Eskimos. Then our most recent rescue, a blue nose pit bull mix, 8 weeks old, and completely gorgeous. i had to buy her off this dumb ass kid that wanted to train her to dog fight. after paying him i called the police, and i dont know what happened to him. i named her angel, and she is by far the sweetest dog i have ever owned, also the first puppy.

[dogman741]

I did not rescue her but the Humane Society rescued her,and one or some of her siblings from a box with no holes in it although not all of them made it!She is a German Shepard and we adopted her!

[rsculady]

All of my dogs have been rescues either from the Pound or a rescue group. Angel is our oldest and we have had him almost 8yrs and he is a wooly sibe and has had his eyes removed when he was about 2yrs old due to juvenile glaucoma. He was in rescue for 6mo because no one wanted a blind dog(he just looks like he is always sleeping) and my husband even fought me on it for about 3 weeks until I forced him to go meet Angel and within about 10minutes Bill was filling out the paperwork. Unfortunately Angel is very old now(about 16) and he is showing his age. We will probably be helping him to the Rainbow bridge sometime this year and it kills me but he is not always comfortable and it is not fair to him.
Makita is a foster that will probably be a permanent resident and she is about 2yrs old and a Siberian too. She was taken to the pound by her owners because she chased cows. It turned out that she also was heartworm positive and even though the owners had pet health insurance on her, they never bothered to have her treated. She is now on her second round of heartworm treatment and we hope her tests next week will show that she is cleared of it.
Fuzzybutt aka Shadow aka Blondie is a gold en retriever that we found while on vacation at the coast and had no collar but a microchip but the chip was never registered. Long story short, she is here with us and I have FOUND posters and ads all over in the area we found her and it has been three weeks so unless someone comes forth in the next week or so, she will be a permanent resident too. According to Animal Control in the town we found her, she has been running loose for about 4mo and they could never catch her. She came straight off the highway and into my sons arms when we stopped the car to help her. She is also quite attached now to the rest of the family.

I work with Norsled so I see a lot of dogs that don't deserve to be abandoned and have heard every excuse in the book but especially the "We got him/her for our sons/daughters 3rd bday and now the dog is big" Well hello Stupid, 3yr olds don't need animals as gifts and dogs DO grow. Silly, stupid people

[CrzyBritNAmerica]

"My" first rescue dog was Sandy. I say "my" because she is our family dog and my dad rescued her as our first dog many years ago. He found her in our local humane society and she was 4 months old. The workers informed him that she was going to be euthanised the next day to make room for more puppies since she'd been there a while! There was no way my dad could not pick her, so that's how we got Sandy. She now lives with my family in California and is a very healthy soon to be 12 year old!

Bridgette is also a rescue. My old roommate and I had Billy (her red-heeler mix) and I knew I wanted another rescue dog at that time. We went to PetSmart first to see if they had any dogs at the time (they take dogs from our humane society there, often as their last chance at adoption). I fell in love with Bridgette right away. All they really knew was that she was a stray and 1.5 years old. She was incredibly skinny and they said that she had gained weight since she'd been at the shelter which was hard to believe. We had Billy with us at the time and they immediately took to each other. Bridgette put her paw on Billy's head and it was like friendship at first lick!

We don't live with them anymore, but Bridge will be 3 in August and the rest you probably already know!

[serenedee]

My last dog Max (sadly passed away 3/07) was a greyhound rescue. He was 4 1/2 when I rescued him and 10 1/2 when he took his last breath in my arms. He was the sweetest dog who endeared himself to everyone he met.

Charlie, who I rescued 5/07 from the local Humane Society is now approx 8 months old and is a playful, loving, sweet, smart, goofy, super friendly dog! He was found by the Humane Society employees tied to the front door when they arrived to work in the morning. He was there for 3 days when I saw him, and wasn't officially up for adoption until the next day. I knew he was mean't for us so I filled out the application and told them I would be there for him first thing the next morning. I told them NOT to let anyone else adopt him! lol They explained that it didn't matter how many people were interested in him, that THEY made the decision on his forever home, and that it was mine! They just said to make sure to bring the kids with me the next morning and he was ours to take home. Well, I knew as soon as the kids met him they would love him and that Charlie would steal their hearts.
The rest is history!
Now if only he could overcome his car sickness......

[robkyx]

My fiancee and I just recently adopted Sweetie from a second chance shelter, she's a Blue Heeler mix, approx 18 months old, we really don't know anything about her history at all. She seems like she was at the second chance shelter for at least a month, they had done her shots and all of that a month before we adopted her. She seems to favor me over my fiancee, and is missing her tail that's all we know. She's really well behaved though.

[blackrose]

Originally Posted by Renoman

Buck is my rescue dog. He's a white German Shepherd. All I know about him is that he was dumped from a car at a park where there was a group kids and moms. He was taken by one of the mom's to a local GSD Rescue run by a woman who happened to be a friend of hers. The rescue had him vetted, neutered and cleaned him up and she posted him on petfinder.com. The adoption was finalized just one week after he arrived at the rescue. He was just 1 y.o. From day 1, he has been the best dog you could ever wish for. He came into the house and made friends with Chazz my other GSD right away. He's a 100 pound lap dog and a big clown. He's now 2.5 y.o. and he just keeps getting better.

That sounds a bit like Blackie's story.

Blackie is mainly our only rescue. He was dumped on the streets around the age of six months. Some friends of ours found him and picked him up. They kept him for two weeks while they tried to find his owner (he is thought to be purebred Lab, a puppy, and had a collar on...they thought he had just gotten loose from someone's yard). After the two weeks and no one was claiming him, they called us up and asked us, "You guys wanted a dog right? Do you want a Lab?"
They didn't have the time and energy to keep up with a Labrador puppy (they had to retired Greyhounds and a young child and only had a small yard), and we had been looking for a dog (German Shepherds, actually) so we jumped at the chance.
My brother and I played with him for about an hour and we said we'd take him. That is the best descion we've ever made. He was a HUGE ball of energy and he didn't get the type of care he needed the first year or so we had him, but he has turned into the best dog.

Somebody did not see what a treasure they had. But I thank them every day because if they had not been such cold, callous jackasses, I never would have had the opportunity to bring Buck home.

Amen.

Brownie (GSD/ACD mix), was a stray that wandered over to our house. Come to find out, her previous owner was someone I went to school with and her dad just didn't want to deal with a dog anymore, so he drove off with her and dumped her out in the middle of the country (our house). We took her in, fed her, and loved her. She was a very good dog, although her bark was uber annoying. She ended up getting hit by a car (our fault...) when the pups were just starting to be weaned.

Rose is a puppy from Brownie's litter, and we also have a kitty, Rush, who was a kitten out of a stray's litter.

Chloe wasn't really a rescue, but in a way she was. I got her from a friend of mine who's dog had a litter of puppies. This was the dog's second litter and even though they complained about the puppies and their expense, they still didn't get their bitch spayed or their dog neutered. They puppies were ten weeks old and had never been off of their farm and had never seen anything but the inside of a barn and the surrounding feilds. They hadn't had any shots and only had one round of dewormer. They were filthy, stank to high heaven, and extreamly skittish of people. I was scared that if someone didn't get Chloe soon, she was either going to a.) end up hit, b.) end up Coyote chow, c.) get flea and tick problems, d.) be so undersocialized she'd end up fearful, e.) be picked up by some loony since they were giving the puppies away for free, or worst of all f.) kept by the family, not be spayed, and have litters through her every heat with her father being the sire of the litters.

She's now spunky, sassy, healthy, clean, fluffy, and not the least bit fearful at all (well, except of loud noises and large rocks lol).

The rest of the critters (birds, rodents, ferrets) were either bought at a breeders or at a petstore.

[kendallj]

I only rescue dogs. I don't like the idea of "buying" a dog... too commercial, and impersonal. I recently rescued a dog that was siezed from an abusive home when the owner went to prison on drug possesion. She FORTUNATELY does not seem to have been affected by the drug use. THANK GOODNESS!! She is a very timid dog who is also very protective. She has protected me against a few creepy guys already in the 3 months that I have had her. All the homes that she has been in have done nothing with her, no shots, no spay, nothing, not even a traditional dew claw removal, this dog is COMPLETELY unaltered (on the 23rd that will change, her cousin, my brothers male dog, and her are both getting fixed on the same day so that they can play together!) She barks at every little noise, not excessively just a quick "HEY" she lounges around all day long and is just great. She is however not good with dissipline. The way I was raised was the "flick and praise" and we called it. I flick on the nose for bad and a good rub down for good. This dog CAN NOT do that. Even if I just raise my hand to put it out to her to tell her to stay she freaks out and thinks I am going to smack her. She avoids my feet at all costs, and attacks them if they get too close (she's getting better at that and will now sit ON my feet while I relax after work) We have a lot of trust to build, but she's getting along, and can even say hello to a man withou freaking out! Before she used to hide behind me and bark like crazy and even growl and snap. Now, unless I am uncomfertable, she just wags her tail and does ANYTHING to give a big hello jump up (training that outta her). She has come a long way. Trust first, then manners, then tricks.



FORGOT HER NAME!! I was so wrapped up in telling the story that I forgot to tell you her name..... RAVEN! lol

[EXBCMC]

we have an 8 year old GS named Hannah. She and her litter were dumped in a park near our home. Great dog, very smart. She does like to bark, though.
Spends most of her day chasing squirrels/possums on our block wall. We now have two lab pups that she is not too sure about. She puts them in their place.

[Inga]

I have done rescue for many years and have come across so many wonderful dogs. I will never understand how anyone could possibly hurt one of these wonderful animals.
I currently have a now 12 year old Rottie ( I got her at 11 months old) She weighed in at 44 pounds and had been shot. (pellet) Owners said "she won't come when she is called." Hard to imagine when you shoot her. She now weighs 102lbs and is the best dog anyone could hope for.
I also have a now 2 year old Rottie that was brought in to a local shelter to be put to sleep. (at 4 months old) He had a very bad leg injury and his people didn't care to deal with it. He is also a great dog. He is sooo sweet and loves everyone and everything he meets.
I lost a 3 year old Rottie a few months ago to a stroke. Vet thought it may have had to do with her past abuse. When I got her she had been hung in a mans garage after being used as bait for a local dog fighter. She couldn't even stand up on her own and was bruised and raw and huge swollen area on her head. She was the most gentle, loving dog I have ever met and I can't say how much I miss her.
I continue to do rescue several times a month I with several friends drive to an area we call "Dog town" it is known for dog fights and neglect etc... The names are far to many to mention. The faces haunt my dreams and each day I wake with the need to continue fighting for these poor animals. God willing we will make a difference. I pray constantly that people will see the injustice in what is happening and help to stop it.
God Bless all of you who help animals.