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 His wife looked like she was starving, emaciated,
and irritable. MY WIFE decided to feed them, despite my pleadings
against it. I told her they would never leave!
When MY WIFE put the food down, Squeak let his wife and the kids eat
first and have their fill before he went up to the bowl. Definitely
a gentleman. That impressed us. After eating, Squeak’s wife was
still irritable and often took it out on Squeak, blaming him for
their homelessness. He took the abuse and stood by them all.
The neighbor across the street adopted one of the kittens, leaving
three. MY WIFE found homes for the other three kittens and the
“wife,” and we adopted Squeak.
Unbeknown to us, Squeak came with a genetic disorder called Feline
Dysautonomia, and through the years we have almost lost him and have
to watch him and treat his symptoms before they become acute.
Although he has cost us a mountain of money in vet bills, his
character and behavior are sterling and he makes sure that we know
he loves us.
But his heart is still for the open road….
THE RESCUE OF WINNIE CLAIRE
Sometimes fate intervenes to bring soulmates
together. We were asked to help transport an older chug from Arizona
to Minnesota (to a no kill shelter) in December, 2018, but fate
intervened.
We met Winnie Claire the night before the transport.
She looked at us with these big brown sad eyes, with
her little underbite jaw quivering then leaped into my arms, put her
paws around my neck and did some happy, sloppy kissing for 10
minutes.
Her next move was to lay on her back, with all four legs in the air,
exposing her tummy. Then came the wiggle butt move. Her sad face lit
up when we talked to her and hugged her. She needed us and we
realized quickly that we needed her!
Winnie Claire has had two knee surgeries and we walked her all over
town in a stroller for months. Although the surgeries did not have
the outcome we were hoping for, she is back to walking and you will
see us walking her all over town. She loves to hug and kiss and
snuggle, especially in bed in the morning! Besides walking, eating,
licking, chewing on squeaky toys, her favorite activity is to ride
in the car with us.
What is meant-to-be will always find a way! People say Winnie is so
lucky, but the truth is, her Mamas are the lucky ones!
Jan Gleason
"We got them from Ruby's Rescue in McLean. She takes in all kinds of
cute babies. The owner went into a coma/hospice, so they needed a
new home. I couldn't stand the thought of them being separated,
especially since Preston is deaf and relies on the others. The owner
must have been amazing! They are all so good! "
Jeannie Bakken
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Henry is a rescue dog. I
adopted him in 2017. I was told he was about 18 months old, but
believed him to be only around 12 months. His breed is mixed – part
dachshund, part Chihuahua and known as a chiweenie or doxichi. I
could feel his ribs and his spine, but it didn’t take him long to
feel at home and put on some pounds. He was an abused puppy and it
took him awhile to trust, but after almost 3 years he has learned to
trust again and is a very good, loving dog.
If I am not paying attention to
him, he will do his “meerkat” pose and move his front legs to get my
attention. I cannot refuse! He comes running to me with tail
wagging every time I walk in the door. He’s a very special boy and
a wonderful friend.
Cheryl Hedrick
Connected deeply, mutually respected
"I have always been a dog lover. I can’t remember not having one.
They have all been very special and filled a deep need in my life to
be loved and to give love.
The dog I have now is perfect for me. Zookie actually belonged to my
best friend, Kaye. After Kaye passed away from cancer Zookie and I
adopted each other.
This little 10-pound-Yorkie is about to turn four years old. She has
been my delight. I can’t even say her name without smiling. She is
so expressive and full of joy and… always ready to play.
I know everyone who has pets thinks theirs is the best and it should
be that way. After all where else do you find someone who spends
their whole day wondering where you are and what they can do to
please you?
Zookie is the first to see me open my eyes in the morning and the
last to see me close them at night. She is always attentive to my
every move and interested in what I am doing.
She brings me a toy and just stares at me. I’ve learned that if I
play with her for just two minutes she is a happy camper. And she
has learned that if I pick up the toy and place it back on the floor
I am not going to engage with her at that time. She teaches me and I
teach her. And that is the kind of give a take that produces a deep
love and respect for each other. She means the world to me and I
mean the world to her. There is no doubt in either of our minds
about that fact.
Karen Hargis
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