Oh yeah, I could tell u several, but i would be sitting here all night trying 2 type it all but, here is the saddest one of all and the most saddest one I have ever rescued.
She was a hound, I named her Muffy. The sweetest most loyal hound i have ever been around.
Early one morning I was on my way 2 take my husband 2 work. It was on a Thursday morning at 530 am, and i seen a hound dog that i thought had been hit and lying in a ditch. I hate seeing animals dead on the side of the road and it made me sad. I finished getting him 2 work and drove by the same place on my way back home. The hound I thought was dead was in the middle of the highway stopping traffic. I pulled over to the side of the highway and called this poor extremely skinny and weak dog 2 me. She started running up the highway toward me when a small S-10 pickup came up behind her. They slowed down as she was in the middle of the road running toward me as if she was happy to see a caring person, when this jerk in this pickup bumped her in the butt with his bumper and made her fall, she got up on her feet and headed to me again and this jerk did it again. This p****d me off and I screamed and yelled at the stupid jerk until he went around her and sped past me I of course called him some naughty names as he went by, but it was uncalled for. She made it 2 me and she curled up in the back seat of my car and went fast 2 sleep. I got her home and she ate, ate and ate. I think she slept for 2 days straight on my couch. She had cuts on her butt bones from the truck booting her and she had puppies 3 days later. Unfortunately she was in suchbad starvation all her puppies died at birth. One lived for three days, but she just cried and cried when I took the dead puppie away. I buried it and she dug it up, so i had to take it and bury it far away she did not know where. She lived for 2 more years and then just layed over and went to sleep one day and never woke back up. I told my husband she was with her children now and she did have probably the best 2 years of her life with us.
2006-07-14 16:07:49
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answered by badgirl41 6
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Love rotties. One came in to local rescue. It was really tall and very thin. His head bobbed like one of those nodder dolls and his eyes rolled in his head. Otherwise he was a really loving dog. Turns out that his previous owners had been punching him in the nose when he would try to be affectionate which cause the rolling eyes. The nodding was because they were only feeding him once cup of food a day when he should have been getting 6 and he had some neurological deficits making him nod. After about a week the nodding/rolling eyes were better. After about 6 months there were no deficits at all. He's a total love. He's the first guy to greet new dogs at the dog park, he does a puppy bow to them to get them to play--and he's 5 years old now!
2006-07-14 12:29:25
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answered by Robin W 2
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We have 3 dogs and all of them were adopted from Paws-n-Claws.
Atlas, our Basset-Cocker mix, was a very ill puppy. Unbeknownst to us, he had Parvo when we adopted him. He was so ill that we had to give him back to his foster parent. She had him on IV's and special formula for 3 or 4 days. He weighed only 2 pounds. No one thought he would make it.
Today Atlas weighs in at about 53 pounds. He is smart and very healthy. He is a great dog......and very "verbal". Lol.
I can't wait until I am able to foster dogs that need homes!
2006-07-14 13:03:03
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answered by andieangel2003 2
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my puppy was abandoned by her mother, with the rest of her litter. they were all very malnourished, full of fleas, and at death's door. they were found and taken to a rescue centre where they were nursed back to health. i picked her up from there, at 7 weeks old, so you can imagine how tiny she was when she was abandoned. she's now thriving, and i wouldn't give her up for the world.
2006-07-14 12:48:31
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answered by Natalie R 3
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i live in a small town in the west, i was doing my normal running around town and saw a pack of dogs running around. didn't think much of it as people drop dogs off here all the time. there was one dog though that left the pack and fallowed me around, he looked like a white lab puppy. as i finished my running i headed home, the rest of the pack went away and the one dog fallowed me. so i let him in the house, he was pure white and hyper, so i called him cocaine, he was a cross of lab and greyhound and one of the best dogs i ever had cause he picked me.
2006-07-15 07:36:52
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answered by bonny b 4
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