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If this is where the bunny updates will be happening, I'll be here.
@Punk In Drublic what an amazing shot of Zelda!
I, unfortunately, did not do that. After empty nesting for a couple of years I wanted a dog. It had been 10 years since I had to put my Pomeranian to sleep (old age). I wanted a big fluffy dog.
I got my guy from the local shelter before I was volunteering there and did not really know the folks. He was at a high kill shelter (space killing) and needed someone. I went to meet him and he was calm and nice and sat with me. I loved his look. (Yes, just like with both husbands I went for "the look"
I went back the next day and got him. I named him Cooper. Took him straight for a groom. The next day he started throwing up. day after that diarrhea. Took him to the vet. Yes Cooper had Parvo.
My vet felt he could save him if I had him hospitalized. I did that. I paid his $1,500 bill and took him home. He started coughing. Back to the vet, hospitalized again for kennel cough. I paid the bill and home we went. He was feeling better. Much better. Chased the cats. Jumped the fence. Went under the fence. I was 24/7 dealing with Cooper. The reason he was calm when I met him was because he was sick. I had to accept that Cooper was not the dog for me. The cats were begging me to accept that. I turned to a friend that had a Rescue. She would take him into her rescue if I would foster him.
Cooper came home with me 2 times after adoption day and had to be in a kennel. I bought a huge one so he would be comfortable. He got adopted on the 3rd adoption day by a soldier that came home from Afganistan and wanted a high energy dog to take hiking. He sent me this picture of he and Cooper and I was thrilled to know Cooper was still wearing his leather collar with silver buffalo nickels I had made him.
I then went in search of my next dog and found Daphne. The couch potato and cat fosterer.
It is important to choose the right dog for yourself. Cooper was my very expensive lesson in that.
Luckily for us that have worked hard at NO KILL, all our local rescue's pull from our pounds. They then do all the vetting and care until someone adopts the pound dog from them. I think it is like that in most places. The Rescues pull from the pound. Just depends on whether or not you want to do the vetting or get one where that has been done.
exquisite pic of the queen
what be this strange place...
think i got the M74 and M73 mixed up then took that unpaved road somewhere east of cupar. there's a fanged rodent eying up my rear view mirror magic tree (pine scented of course).
impressive as i don't drive or have a car.
Ha! She went from mini to a giant. Very pretty pup though.
He is a handsome boxer, goofy as hell.
Personally, I tend to like the goofy dogs that march to a different beat. Life is never dull with them.
My little minpin came from a dog shelter. I got up at 4 a.m. to be the first in line to adopt him after I saw his picture on Facebook. I lost my last dog in May but after 6 months, I was ready to adopt again. My heart has been broken when each of the 4 other dogs that came before died but the love they give us is worth the price we pay when they are leave us. They may be gone but never forgotten.
I usually like animals a lot better than most people I meet.
This is a picture my daughter had painted for me for Christmas last year of my pets that has passed. Means a lot to me.
I always like critters better than humans.
Just stole this one over at VU. Literally LOL moment.
That's a touching story - wonderful that Cooper found a great home and wouldn't have if not for your actions, and further wonderful that you then found the right dog for you
Yeah. Me too. Got no business working in hospitality, do I?
@chanelvaps – agree with Sloth, very touching story. Cooper looks to be happy and healthy. And Daphne is just adorable!!
My last cat Skeeter, was also a from a shelter. Was told he was a feral rescue. Unknown to me and the shelter he contracted FIV prior to his rescue. Found out after through my personal vet. The shelter did offer to take him back, but he would have been euthanized. Was not gonna let that happen! Unfortunately Skeeter did not live long and succumb to his illness after about a year. For much of that year he was healthy, playful and so loving.
I am of belief Skeeter knew his time was limited, and a day did not go by where he did not show his appreciation. Miss him dearly.
Zelda displaying her frustration with evolution trying to get into a Tupperware full of tasty morsels of dehydrated mostly chicken treats. Damn you lack of opposable thumbs…damn you!!!
I'm really loving this new thread, great picture of Zelda.
What a stunning picture !
I love her !
This is Louie.
Some day I hope to get a pic from the front
...but that tail !!!
He's stunning and I know all about extremely fluffy tails
Louie keeps his tail curled up over his back - if it were stiff it would make a great handle !
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