March 27th 2008 10:53 am
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I have a pretty amazing adoption story, if I do say so myself! Okay...here goes...
I was born in a puppy mill and placed into a pet store window with a sign that said FOR SALE. I was all alone in my cell, but could hear other dogs crying out for help, just as I would do from time to time. One day someone came in and bought me. I was so excited, but the nightmare had only just begun. The lady who bought me was not very nice to me. I was abused and left outside, and often neglected. I was so lonely and longed for a family who would love me. I somehow managed to escape while I was tied up outside and I ran as fast as I could away from that terrible place. I was running and scared, not used to the streets and I got hit by a car. The car didn't even stop to see if I was hurt or anything. But a nice man who saw me get hit scooped me up and took me to a vet. He didn't know where I came from, but he knew that I needed a doctor. Somehow, the lady that bought me found out that I had been hit, and she said that she didn't want me anymore anyway. I thought I was a gonner...no family and expensive injuries...I thought I was going to Rainbow Bridge for sure. My paws were in bad shape. The front left paw was completely broken, and the front right paw was degloved and mangled. The vet patched me up as best he could without any funds, and sent me on my way to the dog shelter. My injuries were not improving, and I was getting sick and weak. Then one day a kind lady came and told me that her rescue was going to help me...All Creatures Great and Small in Hollister, California. That kind lady turned out to be the founder of the rescue and her name was Vivian Kennedy. She made sure that I got the vet care I so desperately needed. I was put in foster care so I would have time to heal. I had to have my bandages changed every 2 days for about 2 months. While in foster care, I was neutered. I had a bad reaction to the anesthesia and flat-lined on the operating table. They had to revive me with chest compressions and medicine. So there I was--five months old, missing part of my paw, permanently disabled and homeless. I didn't know what to do. I was just going to hope for a miracle. In the meantime, my foster mom made me a Dogster page and listed me as ADOPTABLE and someone responded! It was a family in Ohio...but I was all the way in California. I thought this would turn out to be another disappointment. Little did I know...
I guess my Dogster page caught the eye of someone special. It was a lady named Megan from Ohio who had gone through some tough times too. Two years ago when she was 25, she was diagnosed with a disease that almost caused her life to end. But for some reason, God decided to spare her and give her a second chance at life. She was so grateful for this and knew she had to "pay it forward". That's where I come into the picture...
Megan gave me my second chance at life, and I nearly escaped being euthanized due to shelter overcrowding. Two rescue volunteers booked a flight to Ohio and flew with me to personally deliver me to my forever home! Megan met us at the airport, and the rest is history!!! I now sleep in bed with my new mom, with my nose on her pillow. I will always be disabled, but I can still get around okay. And Mom's disease is in remission. We both got our miracles! I just love happy endings, don't you?!?!?
For all the pups out there waiting to be adopted, know that I am praying for you all to find your forever homes...miracles DO happen, and I am a perfect example of that!
xoxo,
Chachi
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