Wednesday, July 8, 2015

July 8, 2015 The Poms go to good homes!

This summer, we took on two Pomeranians who had been left outside without food or water.  They finished their treatments and were up for adoption.  My friend, Susie, adopted Carmella.  They love to cuddle and go for long walks.  Susie sometimes has to carry Carmella home (she is spoiled).  Since they live next door, Carmella runs over here for visits.  Pam and I like that.

Carmella's daughter, Diamond, went to a friend of Pam's in Ohio.  Diamond is having a great time in her new home, too.

This is what makes rescuing so rewarding.  Finding the right home for the right dog, cat, goat...........

We have also taken in a tiny Chihuahua named Hillary.  Hillary's mom died a couple of weeks ago and her dad is not in good enough health to take care of her.  We are looking for the perfect home for her, but in the meantime Hillary is sleeping on my chest at night and sitting pretty for treats.  She is a sweet little girl!!!!

More to come....

July 8, 2015 Roxanne Animal Rescuer

This morning we found out that we lost a friend.  Roxanne, Honey's mom, died on Monday, July 6.  Roxanne was a trooper when it came to going out on rescues.  She was bitten by a dog and attacked by a goose!

One of the last rescues included six wild horses, three feral dogs, and a wild attack goose.  Pam and Roxanne traveled to the site to assess the situation.  A woman had died and her boyfriend had just gone out to her house and thrown food and water to the dogs.  Rascal, a little black dog, was matted beyond recognition.  He couldn't wag his tail because it was matted to his body.  His eyes were hidden under a matted mess.  He was extremely shy.  The other two dogs were inside the house on top of piles and piles of garbage.

The horses hadn't been touched in years and there were stallions in with mares.  Needless to say, the mares were pregnant.  The goose was walking around the yard next to the dilapidated house - honking, hissing, and raising his wings in an intimidating manner.

Roxanne had to go to the bathroom and there wasn't a working toilet in sight.

Pam said, "Just go to the back of the house and use the bathroom.  I will stay in the front of the house and talk to the man who called."

Roxanne went to the back of the house.  She pulled down her pants while grabbing onto a flower box that was attached to house so that she could steady herself.  The rotten flower box gave way and Roxanne went rolling down the hill, a piece of flower box in her hand and her pants around her ankles.  The goose chased her down the hill.  He stuck out his tongue with his mouth wide open in a hiss.  He was flapping his wings and honking at the top of his lungs.

Pam was oblivious to all that was taking place in the back of the house.  Roxanne, red faced and gasping for air,  stumbled up to her.  

"The goose.....the goose.....it tried to kill me!" she wheezed, "I am sitting in the car for this rescue.  That goose is crazy!"

Yes, we will miss Roxanne and her funny stories.  She had a big heart for animals and was kind to her family and friends.