We have a new (old, but I never told you– so its new to you) branch! This branch is our Kansas City Brach, so now we are in Utah and Kansas City, (Missouri). If you see us holding a fundraiser or showing off our shirts shout at us! We would love to know that the blog is actually helping us! We hope to hold a fundraiser soon, but we’ll just have to see! Do you have any suggestions for us and our blog? Comment! We love your feedback!!!
Zeppelin, the Brindle dog in the picture, is our (now 1 year old) rescue baby! We got him from a rescue organization in Utah who fosters dogs. It was love at first sight when we saw this fur baby!
Welcome to Siouxsie! She’s an 8-month-old rescue dog from the organization Rescue Rovers (in Utah) She had an abusive past, locked in a kennel 24/7, living in her own urine. The owners called complaining that she “wasn’t training herself.” Even with offers of free/ discounted training, they gave her up quickly and easily. We got her the day after she was brought home from that scary place. She now is comfortable in our home with our other two dogs, (Led) Zeppelin and Ozzy (Osborne).
We love you Siouxsie!
I feel like all my posts are really shallow, and, in the end, self-centered. So, despite the love/hate relationship for it, I’m writing an in-depth article about what? Animals.
I guess, technically, this begins being about me, but hey, every story must start somewhere.
So, this holiday season I had the incredible opportunity to visit my cousins that live in Missouri. In Missouri, about 45 or so minutes from their house, there’s an animal shelter called KC Pet Project. (Now mind me- I am using them as an example– but in a good way!) It was an incredible shelter. The people there were incredibly nice and caring. There were three rooms– the cats, the dogs, and the bathroom. The first room you walk into is the dog room. About 6 feet from the door, I saw something that made me scream delight. A dog. (And you’re thinking– wow… a dog…. at an animal shelter….) It was a Pit Bull Terrier named Arturo. He was a glossy strawberry blond male who was brought in Christmas Eve. Why? I didn’t get the chance to ask, I was too busy focusing all of my attention into not getting my hand stuck through the metal grates of his kennel as I reached through- desperately- to pet him. He gave me some sloppy kisses, his tail banging hard against his kennel, his water dish flinging water everywhere. My baby cousin, Joan, came over. “Doggie!” I told her. “Good doggie.” She said, reaching through his kennel, easily, to pet him. He licked her hand, and, when she wasn’t looking, licked her cheek. Every time the dogs there would get riled up, barking at some dog they could see walking across the street, I would hush Arturo softly, stroking his incredible fur as I did so. Soon, I had Joan following my lead. “Shhhh,” She’d say gently, and next thing I knew, she was across the room, hushing some giant Shepard mix that quite frankly, would have intimidated me. But Joan just stood below his raised kennel. Looking up at him, “Shh, okay.” She’d say, “It’s okay.” That was what I had been saying to Arturo, and she went around, shushing the dogs, one female who nibbled gently on her fingers as she pet the top of the dog’s head. Another, a half-asleep senior collie-looking dog who just looked at her, got up, and plopped down right against the kennel wall. Right where Joan could pet her. That moment really touched me, especially knowing her dad’s dislike for dogs. She must have known she wouldn’t have ever gotten a dog, because I later found her with the cats, which I admire. I know that her charming smile and sweet voice will one day make the entire world give on on animal abuse and testing, neglect and starvation. One day, the whole world’s going to see her and let the animals live with us in peace.
This post is for Arturo, the dog I fell in love with, and Amy, the dog who caught my eye last minute, but stole my heart forever. Also to Joan, Kelly, Leah, Jane, Alisa, and Rebecca, for their unyielding love and appreciation for all kinds- humans and animals alike. Also to Siousxsie, Zeppelin, and Ozzy, my incredibly loving and amazing hyper fur babies.
I feel like I don’t talk about cats enough. I have been procrastinating SO much lately. Soooo, here we go.
Cat overpopulation is a serious issue. People neglect the idea of fixing their cats. Cats are beautiful creatures, who deserve so much more than a life of fear on the run. Many cats are abandoned, or even born into a feral community. They are forced to stay on the run, or other wise mate, dodging speeding cars, avoiding cruel people… It is extremely heart breaking.
Hi, my name is Mesha, aka Princess Pea, because I am as sweet as can be! I have the most sunny disposition you will ever come across and a face that will melt your heart. I am a very special girl that will need someone to help me with my very special needs. I came into rescue back in July of 2012 and my rear legs were paralyzed from a parasite that attacked my spinal nerves which caused my legs to be very stiff and left me unable to use them. Moonsong and my foster Mom tried for several months with physical therapy to try and help me regain some use in my legs but because I was still growing and developing they were unable to help me. My legs became deformed and caused a lot of pain for me since I still had some feeling left in them. The decision was made with the help of several Vets to amputate both rear legs and alleviate my pain. Thanks to several donors we were able to perform the surgery the end of November 2012. I am so much happier now without my legs that just got in my way and I don’t have that pain any longer. I still have some physical therapy to go through once I am a little better but I am excited to play again.
I am a very mellow sweet girl for a puppy and all that I have been through but I still like to chase cats when I get a chance. I think I may finally be able to catch them since I don’t have those legs any longer! I will probably never be fully potty trained because I have limited control from what happened to me but I try my best to hold it. My foster Mom says if you can stick to a schedule I am pretty good. I love my foster brother and sister right now and would love to have a playmate, probably best if it is a boy. I would really like a home where someone can be around most of the time so I don’t have any accidents and can be properly cared for. If you have the time and lots of patience and love for me then I am your girl and promise to give lots of sweet kisses.
See adoption information and fill out an adoption application for me here! http://www.moonsongmals.org/adoption/adoption.html
See more images of Mesha on our web site here! http://www.moonsongmals.org/adoption/Mesha_8_12/Mesha_8_12.html
STATUS/LOCATION: Available. In foster care, Heber City, UT. Please contact Holly – firstname.lastname@example.org – for more information about Mesha.
Mesha needs a home without access to cats.
I found her on PetFinder. She’s been up for adoption since January (I think that’s when I first saw her!) Heartbreaking. If you want a dog or know someone who wants one and wants to help, please do!