Rescue Love

     In my first blog entry, I had written about my two dogs briefly. Their names are Frankie and Daisy and they are both the most lovable and sweetest dogs you would ever meet. Frank, aka Francis when he is getting in trouble, is considered the baby of the house. He is a one year old German Shepard/unknown rescue dog. Frankie's story goes back to when he was just eight weeks old. He was locked in a car, with the windows rolled up in the middle of July with his brothers and sisters. Someone in the neighborhood called and reported an adult German Shepard who appeared to be emaciated and abused. Later, animal control found the puppies in the car, throwing up and pooping out pieces of the car. Daisy is almost five years old now and she's a bit over-weight but, very happy. She's a beautiful German Shepard Lab and she loves her people more than anything. Daisy was also a rescue dog. She was taken from a house abandoned with over 250 other dogs in a southern state. Now they both live in a home where they are loved so much.
     I want to take some time to talk about rescue animals. Every single day there is hundreds of animals being neglected and abused. But, everyday hundreds of animals are also being saved and being brought to good homes. A lot of these animals will sit in an animal shelter all their lives because a lot of people want a full-bred puppy. Not my family. I believe that a rescue dog is so much more loyal to their owner because they know, their owner saved them. And for that they will love you forever.
      In New York a woman named Debbie rescued a six week old puppy from a puppy mill that was scheduled to be killed. Debbie stole her away and named her Shelby. For the next fourteen years, Shelby rescued Debbie after Debbie had an accident that left her bed for months. Shelby didn't leave Debbie's side and was constantly refusing to go outside and play. All she wanted to do was lay with Debbie. Debbie says "Pain and depression can sometimes make a person think the unthinkable. If not for Shelby I would not be here today".
     Far away in Colombia came a story about a little black stray kitten that would just sit outside of a grocery store, everyone assumed she must live near there, One day a lady named Andrea was walking home and the little black kitten followed her all the way home. The kitten kept coming back each night and soon Andrea went out and bought cat food for him. She eventually named her Narcissa and the kitten stayed with her for the next six years up until now.
     Those are just a few of the thousands of rescue stories all over the world. Rescue Shelters have new pets coming in and out everyday looking for a home. If you can't adopt an animal, maybe you can at least go volunteer or just stop at one and give some of the animals some love.

These are my babies, Daisy on the left and Frankie on the right