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Freeman Pibble was found roaming in North Preston, Nova Scotia, cut, swollen and skinny. Animal control brought him to the emergency vet in Burnside, and that’s when he came into my life! A week recovering and getting fixed up at Homeward Bound City Pound, and a week of home rest with me later, Freeman officially became a member of my family. And we couldn’t be happier!

About Preston’s roaming dogs: a lot of the pound’s strays come in from Preston. Most are pit bull type dogs, most are banged up pretty bad, and most are wonderful and sweet. The area is known for groups that dog fight, but sometimes these pups are chained out or in a pen and get away. We can’t ever really say 100% what the past of the Preston Pibbles are, dog fighting or just beat up by other roaming dogs, but we can give them a chance to be loved and secure. The pound has a volunteer walking program, and it was how I was introduced to the love and fun that is a pit bull type dog. It’s easy to volunteer, and the dogs will love you for it!

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This week was our lovely Sally’s adopt-a-versary!

A few years ago, our older cats had passed away and we noticed that our remaining cat, Zoe, was spending far too much time sleeping - even for a cat. A trip to the vet showed she didn’t have any health problems, so we decided it was time for her to have a new companion. At the same time, our local pet supply store had taken in a litter of stray kittens. We fell in love with Sally at first sight, and Zoe absolutely benefitted from having a wild, silly kitten to teach manners to. Four years (and a rescue dog) later, Sally is our snuggle bug, Zoe is still queen of the castle…and the dog keeps hoping that one day they will play with her.
Sally is sitting at the end of my son’s bed here, waiting patiently for me to take this picture so she can get back to the cuddling <3
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Say hello to Bodie! We rescued him from a local organization five years ago. He and his 11 (!) siblings were driven down from Oregon in the back of a pickup truck. Those poor, 10 week old puppies were traveling for well over seven hours, so it shouldn’t be a surprise that Bodie was a bit trepidatious of the car at first.

It was love at first sight for us and our silly little Border Collie/Australian Shepherd/Corgi boy. He’s one of those dogs that’s attached to us both, so he’s only happy when Charles and I are both with him. With that face, how could we keep him waiting for us too long, though? He’s definitely completed our family, and we’re so grateful for the heaping amounts of joy he brings us each day.

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This is Lucky, it’s been a few years now since I found him in front of the building I worked at.  Abandoned after birth, he and his siblings, were dirty and full of fleas, and could have been lunch to any number of raccoons in the area.  He is now 17 years this Oct, and getting a little slower.

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This adorable little fellow is Quicksilver, but I call him “Q.” Q is about seventeen weeks old and came home with me five weeks ago. I rescued Q on the day that I left residential eating disorder treatment and he’s, by far, the most effective prescription that I’ve ever been given by a doctor! As a registered emotional support animal, he thinks he’s hot stuff and I agree. I’m so glad that we found each other!

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This is S’more.  We adopted her from the WI Humane Society when she was 12 weeks old (and just over 2 lbs.).  She and her sister were rescued from under a deck at one week old, apparently abandoned by their mother.  

She is the sweetest little thing ever, and she bonded immediately with our other cat, Ham.  We call her Tiny, but she isn’t so Tiny anymore!  I can’t imagine life without her.

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This is our pug/pomeranian mix, Libby.  We previously had a pug that we lost in 2009.  In 2010, my husband and I moved in with my Grandmother to help care for her to her passing.  We adopted Libby shortly after.  We found her using a PetFinder app and the first time we met her, she curled up in my hubby’s lap and fell asleep.  We were able to adopt her 3 (long) weeks later.  Not only is she our love and fur-baby, but brought such joy to my Grandma’s final months.  Grandma gave her the nickname Monkey-face and we still call her that today.  She has brought us through some tough times, but knowing the joy she brought to her (and now to my husband’s 80 year old mom) makes me weep with joy. 

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This is Abby, a 10 month old pomapoo that we adopted from Haven For Pets in Richfield, Ohio. Abby wasn’t abused but was neglected, and I have difficulty understanding how a puppy this sweet could be cast aside by someone who just doesn’t care.

Our 10 year old pomapoo Sammy took to her right away, it’s like they became BFF’s from day one. Naturally, we’re going to give Abby huge amounts of love and attention, as with all the other pets that have come and gone into and from our lives.

Abby is super intelligent (I think) for such a young little lady, as shown to us by the way she catches on to our retired lifestyle. She loves to play fetch outside with a tennis ball, and tug of war with a ring toy. We brought her home on August 24, and she’s won our hearts unconditionally.

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This is Izzy. She was abandoned at barely 4 weeks old outside my apartment in the middle of winter. Thankfully she has a loud mouth which lead me to her or she probably wouldn’t have survived the snowy night in the woods. At nearly 5 years old now, she’s living a spoiled life filled with toys and all the cuddles she can get. Rescuing her and keeping her was one of the best decisions I’ve made. I don’t know where I’d be without my Izzy.

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This is Puck. 

We adopted him about 5 months ago from our local shelter that had him for a month. I wasn’t there during the adoption but I got to see all the photos of him while my S/O played with him at the shelter. I don’t know everything about his past but he’s a 6 year old Shepard mix (I think with Alaskan Malamute) whose owners gave him away for whatever reason, he keeps me going everyday. The first few days were rough and I felt like I was going to be a bad dog owner and wasn’t making him happy but now I watch him smile and greet me everyday after work and I know I couldn’t have had a better dog in my life.