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Thursday, November 20, 2008

This is Granny Annie - A true case of beauty being skin deep...

This is the dog I rescued two days ago. She is clean, flea free, resting, eating, and enjoying her Milk Bones.

Three legs, covered with cysts; one dangles and swings, and it's been taped until the vet can remove it. Old scars from two gashes on her other side. Her eyes are a little dim, though she can see. She wags for the cats, the other dogs. She can...jump on the bed! Her favorite spot is a folded sleeping bag against my dresser. She is nothing but sweet.

Please consider an older companion. They demand so little...a safe place, you, some loving, good food and clean water. Patches of sunshine when it's not too cold; a cool place when it's hot. Shelters are full of dogs like Granny Annie. Chances are their stories are long and sad, because why else would they end up there? Tossed on the roadsides? Given to home after home? Their owner dead and the kids didn't want such an ugly thing around?

Let me tell you...Granny Annie has a heart of pure gold. She loves and appreciates everything.

You can't have her. You have to get your own. Visit your local shelter. There are magnificent animals, young and old, waiting to rescue YOU.

A friend sent me the following:

I rescued a human today.
Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels.
I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her.
I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she wouldn't be afraid.
As she stopped at my kennel I blocked her view from a little accident I had in the back of my cage.
I didn't want her to know that I hadn't been walked today.
Sometimes the shelter keepers get too busy and I didn't want her to think poorly of them.
As she read my kennel card I hoped that she wouldn't feel sad about my past.
I only have the future to look forward to and want to make
a difference in someone's life.
She got down on her knees and made little kissy sounds at me.
I shoved my shoulder and side of my head up against the bars to comfort her.
Gentle fingertips caressed my neck; she was desperate for companionship.
A tear fell down her cheek and I raised my paw to assure her that all would be well.
Soon my kennel door opened and her smile was so bright that I instantly jumped into her arms.
I would promise to keep her safe.
I would promise to always be by her side.
I would promise to do everything I could to see that radiant smile and sparkle in her eyes.
I was so fortunate that she came down my corridor.
So many more are out there who haven't walked the corridors.
So many more to be saved.
At least I could save one.
I rescued a human today.
Author unknown.

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