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Sunday, September 25, 2011

Rescuing Rover: Shiloh Gets an Owner

by Sandy

I already had one dog, and I'm usually a one-dog kind of person. The only reason I wanted a second one was because two nights in a row someone tried to break into my window in the middle of the night, while I was sleeping. My other dog wasn't a barker, so I wanted a dog that would alert me and scare off intruders.

I was looking for an older, calm, female dog. Shiloh was a young, energetic male. When I met him at animal control, the handler removed him from his cage and brought him to the meeting area, and he jumped right into my lap for some loving. He ran around all over the place and seemed a bit too rambunctious. When I left, the handler put him back in his cage, and Shiloh cried out as I walked away. The handler said,

"Don't worry boy, she'll be back for you."

But I told him I didn't think I would be back, as I didn't think he was the right dog for me.

I kept looking for the "right" dog. I went to all the shelters within a 50-mile drive, and checked out all the "free dog" ads in the paper. Still couldn't find what I wanted. A few days later, my mom talked me into giving Shiloh a chance, as he was the only dog I sort of liked out of those I met.

Yes, I was being very picky. I had a very elderly dog at home and a new dog would have to fit in just right with her, and with my lifestyle. When I went back to the shelter, I wasn't sure he'd still be there, as it was a high-kill shelter. But there he was. The handler told me Shiloh was supposed to have been euthanized already, but he said "something" told them to hang on to him for a little while longer. On the drive home with him, I still wondered if I had made a mistake adopting him.

It didn't take long to know that it wasn't a mistake. Adopting him was the best decision I've ever made in my life. We quickly formed a bond so strong... stronger than I had ever thought could be possible between a human and a dog. He truly is my soulmate.

Funny thing is, he turned out not to be a barker either. If someone were to break in, he'd welcome them and tell them to take whatever they wanted. So I didn't get what I was originally looking for in a dog, but I got so much more, and definitely got what I needed in him.

There is a story behind the 3 nuggets lying next to his bowl in this photo. When Shiloh was very sick and on medicine that made him stop eating, I would do everything I could to get him to eat, including lying next to him and pretending to eat from his bowl.

After he recovered and started eating again, he'd beg me to still come eat with him. I guess he liked the company. Now I just stay in the room with him while he eats. Before he eats, he looks at me and removes 3-5 nuggets from his bowl and lays them in a straight row next to his bowl. Then he eats what's in his bowl, and walks away, leaving the nuggets on the floor. I think he's leaving me a snack. LOL!

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Monday, March 14, 2011

RESCUING ROVER: Meet Lucy, Scruffy and Bud

as told by Patty Milliron

Lucy, at far left, is a foster we kept. She was picked up by the pound in heat, and was heart worm positive. She was a mess. She is a loving, devoted girl. She's around 4 now.

Scruffy, in the middle is 6. He is a very smart boy and Ioves to snuggle with his mommy and fish on the kayak with his daddy.

Bud is 8. He was another rescue. He was dumped in our Petsmart parking lot one cold, rainy November night. He was raw and bloody from the chest up. He had apparently been kept on a choker chain in the back yard.

Bud is a perfect example of a cute puppy bought at a puppy store (his owners were kind enough to drop off his papers with him) without much forethought. The little puppy got big, wasn't trained, and his owners had a baby.

Bud is a sweet, gentle, passive dog . . . until he gets nervous. Through the 7 years we've had him, he has chewed himself out of two metal crates, fortunately with no injuries to him. Now for our house, that's been another story. Ha!

Read other RESCUING ROVER Stories:

Abby--The Good Sister

Duke Returns his Owner's Favor

Discover the Dogs for the PAWS Project

The Rescue Dog that Helped Rescues

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