Your dogs story

ScentHound

Each of our dogs has a story before they came to us, even the ones from breeders. Lets tell those stories in this thread.

Cleo: She was the result of two hunting hounds having a one night stand. She was the last female in her batch, and was with two brothers, both blues. She had a hernia, and cried most of the way home. I let her crawl into my flannel, and she fell asleep with my body heat keeping her warm. She has been my hunting buddy, my TV watching pal, and my companion for many years. Recently she was diagnosed with Cancer, but she has lived a wonderful life and will not go out without a fight.


Missy: Was given up with her sister after her breeders moved on. She was barely old enough to walk when she became a shelter pup. She went from shelter to shelter, and developed Parvo along the way. After I adopted her, she went into treatment for the parvo. She made it through the parvo and developed the flu while recovering.


Betty: Her previous owner wanted to get rid of her but couldn't find anyone to take her. He decided to abandon her on the street and then he moved. She was picked up by the city animal shelter. She was never adopted and was set to be put down. It was at this time that the rescue swooped in and saved her. She was with the rescue for about 4 months when I showed up and brought her home. Now I am working with her issues one on one and giving her the time that she deserves.

pawzaddict

Tinkerbell was given up by owners who had too many unfixed pets. She had a litter, they found homes for the puppies then surrendered her to the local humane society because they could not afford for her to be fixed. She has been attached to my hip.


Wendy was found running the streets by a young couple who had taken her with them to petsmart to pick up a small bag of food until they could find out what to do with her. The bf, being a huge chihuahua lover, asked if we could take her and give her to his mother in CA (she had all chihuahuas and nothing but chihuahuas) I agreed. I woke up the day before we were to take her to the border to meet his mother to the two girls playing on the bed. I watched them for 30 mins until they settled down, called the bf and told him we gotta keep her cuz Tinks needed a buddy.


Harvick is an offspring of my aunts lab and border collie. Originally she bred her lab with another papered male, both with great dispositions. Unfortunately, her border collie decided to "get on that" sometime around the same time the other male came over. It was her 2nd heat and the BC never showed interest in her before. Anywho, out came Harvick and 6 others. He has many issues we are currently succeeding in managing through training.


Peyton came from a small rescue who goes to Mexico and takes in mama dogs with litters as well as any other strays. He is one of 10 puppies in the litter and was taken from his mom young as well as fixed young so he has a security sucking issue on toys then destroys them LOL. He is precious and loves to dance and smile.


Glacier is my gorgeous white deaf APBT. His dad was moving to a county where Pits are not allowed. He did not want to take him back to the "breeder" and knew he was deaf. He had taken all the appropriate steps, took him to the vet immediately, got him dewormed, vaccinated, checked up, etc. He just wanted to find Glacier a good home (he had not named him yet, we came up with the name ). He is very smart, gentle and as sweet as can be!

MySoulmateEmmy

I don't know the details of Emmy's background too well, but I was told by her foster that she was a puppy where the owner had her and another dog in the backyard and decided to feed and water her and the other dog whenever they wanted to (which was not all that often) so they were seized at 6 mos. she was with the foster for 6 mos. then I adopted her soon after. Her issues matched what I was told cus it took a long time until we could let her out and close the door behind her without her freaking out and wanting to come in right away.

Now she is almost 8 years old and I have had her for about 7 years. She is my Soul mate, my best friend.



~MSE

Elocin87

Charlie was supposed to be my cousin's puppy (his hunting dog is Charlie's mom) but he's having a baby. We came over for a visit, unaware that his puppy needed a new home (he would have kept Charlie if he had not been able to find him another home, he just felt it would be best for Charlie in a different home) and fell in love with the little puppy who kept falling asleep on everyone's shoes Next thing we knew, we were buying Charlie a plane ticket and flying him home to Maryland... He's not what we were planning on getting but he fits in well.

My first ever dog was a rescue (I was about 3 at the time but I remember him) who was abused. He attacked 2 people and had to be put down when I was 5.

Minnie, my second dog and soul dog, was from a random litter that was half lab half who knows what. She was my cousin's professor's dog's puppy and we got her for free I still miss her terribly. She was a wonderful dog.

I'll probably go to a humane society to get my next dog because I miss having a mutt. Charlie's the only purebred I've had.

Mikey

I'm going to take 'dogs story' to mean I can also talk about my bunnies

Kokanee was from a petstore-my big 'oops'' I knew dogs and cats should never be bought, didn't know rabbits shouldn't and I'd fallen for her quickly. She has since left me for rainbow bridge.

Kahlua was from a breeder-she is my only ever breeder purchase-and I dare say Dave forced me lol . He said the only way he was going to let me get a second bunny was if it was a lionhead. That was the year or the year after they 'came out with them' so there were none in shelters and her baby picture sold me.


Rupert is from the humane society. He was there six months, found as a stray. He came in with an already healed broken leg-it's 180 degrees rotated but he manages well and the only special thing I need for him is special flooring that has lots of give. He's very mobile and does well and we likely won't have to amputate unless it gets painful when he's older [this pic shows his stripes well-he's a big boy-almost ten pounds]


Chuck is my bunny who is currently sick I got him from Vancouver after I fell in love with him online. He was stolen by a little girl off the porch of a house after she couldn't watch anymore-he was sick and being kept in a hamster cage outside in winter with no food. As a result of the infection going on so long he's blind and had one eye removed, and is deaf. He's an absolute dear and a trooper-in fact when people see my rabbits they can't pick the blind one out




Noot was at a shelter I was involved with-came as an owner surrender. His bonded rabbit mate had died and losing his home too put him on a hunger strike. He wouldn't eat and he was going into stasis. I brought him home as I was certain his sweet disposition would be perfect with Chuck -and not require any bonding measure (often bonding a pair of rabbits can take months of hard work)-I was right-love at first sight and he immediately started eating. He was one pound when I brought him home and he's a chubtastic 4 now!


Mikey was born in the shelter we adopted him from. He was adopted out four times and returned-various excuses given such as he wanders when off leash in the unfenced yard and such junk. I very much think it's his energy level (which is a 15 on a 1-10 scale) and that he will chew things up. He was also hurt by one of the adopters dogs-and dumped at the vet. He was at the shelter minus a few stints in adoptive homes that didn't work out for two years. He has some anxiety issues but he's come such a long long way. May 2 2010 is when we've had him a year

omgitsapibble

Here's a few of mine...

Triumph was about 6 months old when he was rescued. I was a vet tech at a vet clinic and a client brought him in. He said he had been driving and saw him in a ditch. He said he thought he was dead, but looked in his rear-view mirror and saw the dog move. So he went back, picked him up and rushed him to the vet. My vet wanted to put him down, Triumph was almost gone. He was too weak to lift his head or move, and had to be syringe fed. His red blood cell count was through the floor, because he was beyond anorexic. He'd also been shot through the neck, and apparently left to die. He spent a month at the vet recovering, and pulled through. He had to learn to walk again, and eat again. He choked on his food for the first few months, and had to live on prescription A/D food before finally transitioning slowly to normal food. I've had him almost 2 years now.

Triumph while at the vet clinic recovering...



And Triumph now



Rosie was a breeder female for a puppymill. She was 2 years old when I got her, and she wasn't producing enough puppies according to them. They were taking her to the vet to be euthanized because she had an untreated skin condition that was allowed to continually get worse until she was suffering severely. I took her in instead, and I've had her a little over a year.

Rosie when I got her...



Rosie now...



Lily I got late last year. I was put in touch with a local humane society after they found me through one of my rescue groups. She had just been rescued by them and they needed an immediate foster home because they had no one available to take her in with the urgent vet care that she needed. So I drove 3 hours there to the place to pick her up, and then got her back to my vet. They had already shaved her down by the time I got there. But they showed me "Before" photo's. They said she was one of the worse matted cases they'd seen. She had mats so thick and long, they were dreadlocks hanging off of her. And the mats had grown over her face and into her eyes. The result, was large, gaping holes (ulcers) in both of her eyes. She also has a patch of black skin that had died from the mats pinching the skin and cutting off the circulation. On top of this, she had a urinary tract infection so severe, it had began to go to her kidneys, and she spent the first weekend here at the vet on IV fluids. She's mostly blind in one eye, but has pretty good sight in the other eye. And she's made a great recovery.

Lily not long after she got here...





Lily now...

Paula

Finnegan was found as a stray in Chehalis, Washington at only around 6 weeks old and taken to Lewis County Animal Shelter. They contacted someone from Oregon Friends of Shelter Animals, who took him in and when he was approximately 8 weeks old, had him neutered. He was adopted out in early December 2009 to a family who was passing through town and on a whim decided to get a puppy for their daughter. (I cannot believe they adopted to these people.) When the family got home, they learned that large pets were not allowed in their apartment complex, and then gave him to a family member. The original adopter had Finnegan for 15 days. The family member kept him just over a month before putting him up for "free" on Craigslist and literally gave him to the first person who happened to call about him (luckily it was me!). His second family had him for eight weeks.

I've only had Finn since Feb. 19, but he has of course found his forever home with us. He is such a wonderful boy and I'm do disgusted that he was summarily discarded by these people that seem to think animals are disposable.

When he came to us, for a while he was terrified of meeting new people and of getting into the car, I think because he associated it with moving to a new home. He actually threw up three times in the short car ride from his previous home to mine, poor thing.

But now he is such a happy, bouncy, loveable boy, and I can't imagine my life without him!

(I know the history that I do because I contacted Oregon Friends of Shelter Animals when I got him, he was still wearing their tag).

Criosphynx

just wanted to say that I enjoy reading everyones stories

Kiwi and Biscuit



Kiwi was brought into the shelter when she was a weee puppy, like 8ish or so weeks. She sat in the shelter for a while and then developed a prolapsed uterus and has to have an emergency spay. She sat in the shelter a year (being a pit bull and not a striking color) where she developed demodectic mange (likely from the stress of being in the shelter) she was a staff favorite and despite them recommending her to almost everyone that walked in the door, she remained (I have ran into TWO people who almost adopted her and then picked another dog). She was adopted once and returned after two weeks. I do not know why. They accidently gave me the paperwork so when I got home I figured it out. She still had mange when I adopted her and had very little hair, in fact we were not sure what color she would be.

Biscuit was at a kill shelter marked as the wrong gender. He was already neutered, so he must have belonged to som'one at one point. Hes a loudmouth and loves the dogs.



ah Critter, my sweet, problematic Critter. She was sitting in a cage at the shelter, overlooked because of her age. They were about to ship her out to be euthanized. I was actually in the process of looking for another cat and found her (i have always wanted a pom) she had taught me a great deal about many things through all the things we have done together (medically) she recently had cancer but luckily it was operable.

Emma




we actually had to compete with another family to "win" Emma. She was at the shelter and was filthy and thin. She had MANY broken teeth. Likely from a life of chewing on tennis balls. She had a filthy collar that hung on her neck and we speculate she lived outside her whole life. She recently had som' of the broken teeth removed, but otherwise is the most loyal biddable dog I know. She is bombproof with other dogs and off leash, she had som' fear issues but we worked through them. She is a GREAT dog. Shes about 8ish.



ah the bean. the sweet little Tippy bean. This dog can do no wrong Tippy was sitting at a kill shelter. They euth after the three day stray hold there (five days if lucky) and Tippy was on her THIRD week. The staff did not want to kill her but they had no choice and she had one day left when I walked in "just to look" Tippy has a neurological problem that affects her back legs, so she walks like a drunk. This condition is what was scaring people away from adopting her...she can't jump, but otherwise runs and plays like a normal dog. She also has a deformed ear (internally) so she is mostly deaf. Tippy had SEVERE fear issues that we have worked through with great success. Shes very trainable.

And now my sweet little boy. The Chili Bean.



Chili was brought into the shelter at 4 weeks old. I found him @ 5 weeks old. He had the worse case of demo mange my vet had ever seen. He had multiple skin infections as well as intestinal infections. I adopted him assuming he would live a week or so and die..


He is all the things that I said I'd never want in a dog...a puppy, high energy, reactive, mouthy, LOUD. But now that I have him, I swear he is the most fun and the best dog ever. He has opened my eyes to so many things and gives all the other dogs a run for their money. He is just over a year old now.

pawzaddict

I LOVE Kiwi! Her and Glacier would be the cutest couple I swear!

Criosphynx

haha they would be! She has really sold us on the pit bulls. My husband was sceptical, but now I think we'll probably always have a pit "on staff"