I've done 2 widely-separated things for rescues... about 15 yrs ago some ADORABLE german shepherd pups found their way to my door, whining and crying and clearly starving... which made me cry, so furious that someone would just abandon such gorgeous little creatures, so I gave the 3 of them a giant can of Dinty Moore beef stew and called Animal Control. As cute as those pups were, VERY CLEARLY shepherds, I'm quite sure they were all adopted ASAP.
Then, in the summer of 2011, we kept hearing this very faint, almost inaudible mewing... went hunting around the carport, and discovered a tiny, bedraggled, and absolutely emaciated tuxedo kitten, so weak with hunger it could barely make a sound. Our son melted immediately and tossed out some ham scraps, to which I responded, "oh great, now it'll never leave!"

And I was right, it never did. Faced with my son's begging, pleading, puppydog eyes... I gave in, to keeping the kitten, which of course I immediately named "Tux" -- my husband discovered right away that the kitten was actually female, so she became "Tuxie"... and has become a 4 yr old and VERY well-fed part of our family (thank you, Zyrtec!). The next spring of course we had to deal with all the yowling as she went into her first heat, had to keep her inside which she HATED, and found a local place called "Planned Pethood" which spayed her and gave her 3 or 4 immunizations, all for about $30.
Andria