A Rescue Tale.....
This is the story of Buddy and Roxie, but it starts with the story of Buddy and Blondie (Blondie is shown on the right).
In June 2007, our beloved German Shepherd Missy died, leaving a huge, aching hole in our hearts. Our house was just not a home without our dog. I remembered meeting Tami at our vet's office some time ago, and she told me about the GSRCNY I had kept that in the back of my mind, and only a short time had passed since losing Missy when I called Tami and asked her to find us a new friend.[singlepic id=40 w=320 h=240 float=right]
She introduced us to Blondie and Buddy (Buddy is shown on the left). Blondie was a beautiful, blonde girl. She was attentive and calm. She had the softest fur I had ever touched. As I looked into her intelligent, amber eyes, I knew she would be coming [singlepic id=46 w=320 h=240 float=left]home with us. Buddy, on the other hand, was skinny, rather scruffy and a bit of a "spaz" Because he seemed so nervous, I worried that he might be a bit much to handle. We could not choose between them, so, we chose both! And, although I had my doubts, that just goes to prove that first impressions can sometimes fool you. Buddy sat on my lap all the way home. He became my shadow. He is the most obedient, loving gentleman anyone could hope for (my son Joe says that the only reason Buddy was so nervous that day was because he was afraid that we would NOT take him home with us!).
Blondie was every bit the loyal, intelligent, intuitive girl my Missy was. I cherish the time we were given with her. Sadly, she died unexpectedly in February 2009. But, that is how Roxie became part of our family! It must have been fate, because a day after Blondie died, Tami called to offer us a puppy that actually had been adopted by a family that was suddenly unable to take her because of a family emergency. I looked at the picture of this forlorn little puppy-girl, and looked at my poor dear Buddy, whose heart was broken over the loss of Blondie, and it was all I needed to call Tami and ask when we could meet Roxie (then "Sarah").[singlepic id=100 w=320 h=240 float=right]
The rest is history. Roxie (shown on the right) brought fresh, new, puppy joy to our home, and pulled Buddy out of his depression. She is sweet, fun nice and full of love.
People often ask me How could you get another dog so soon after losing one that you loved so much? My answer is, that no matter how badly your heart is broken, there is a new friend out there who really needs you. And, I truly feel that the very best way to honor a dog that was loved so much is to adopt another.
I will always be grateful to the wonderful, caring people at the GSRCNY for rescuing these wonderful dogs. I can't imagine life without them!
And there's another piece to this story....from Tami's side....
In March 2007, GSRCNY was asked to a Rochester Shelter to evaluate 32 dogs that had been seized by a backyard breeder. Several were young pups, easily adoptable at the shelter. I was immediately taken with Buddy and Blondie and requested that GSRCNY be allowed to pull them into our rescue program.
[singlepic id=125 w=320 h=240 float=left]On that same day, we met Sandi, who is also Buddy's litter mate. At the time she was 18-months old and had spent her entire life in a crate. She was literally "frozen" in the back of the kennel. Her lip was ripped open from fighting the catch pole, which was the only way animal control officers could get her into their van. I wasn't sure our group had the means to deal with this so I didn't ask that she be put on our list.
In May 2007, when the dogs were legally released for adoption and we returned to the shelter to pick up Buddy and Blondie, we found that no other rescue had committed to Sandi My husband looked at me and said "we can't leave her behind, So....we brought her into our pack of four other dogs and our work began. [singlepic id=183 w=320 h=240 float=right]
Sandi has been with us over two years now and although she is still a timid girl, she is very obedient, enjoys her pack, and lives life to the fullest. We call her the "border patrol" as every evening she insists on running the border of our property one last time to make sure all the rabbits are gone before she settles into bed. I had my doubts, but the Shepland Pack (shown on the right) would not be complete without Sandi who is fondly known as the "Brown Dog"
So....this completes this rescue tale...