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SHOCK STORIES - WARNING, I
have toned down my narratives in case youngsters happen across this
site, however, there are pictures in some of the links that are not
for the faint of heart.
New category added: THE
WORST OF THE WORST
THIS IS A TERRIBLE PLACE
SO PREPARE YOURSELF
I rescued a female Rott/pit bull mix from
a local shelter that was so beat up and emaciated that they wouldn't
even show her for adoption. She was skin and bones, missing
most of her lower
right side teeth, had every internal parasite
possible to include heart worms. I believe that someone
thought she could be made vicious and constantly
beat the hell out of her. All they accomplished was
to break her spirit and damn near kill her. After 2
months of constant vet work and a lot of TLC she is coming
around. My GREAT vet never knows what challenge I will bring
him next..
Thor, a male Doberman, lived in a college
town in Kansas. He was the pet of an elderly couple. The
woman died but the man continued to maintain Thor until he was no
longer around.. Then the loser grandson moved in and chained
Thor outside. No food or water was given and Thor, who had
been trained to bring his food bowl at meal time, tried it time and
again with the loser and was always rewarded with a bowl full of
rocks. He only had water when it rained. His
rescuer watched this as long as she could stand it and then went
into action. Thor was pipe lined out of town and I took him in
for rehab. There is now a list of people waiting to adopt
him. I love it. UPDATE: Thor has been
adopted.
I recently received a call from
another rescuer about a Dalmatian that was about to be put down in
Basehor, KS. (I'll make this short); I rescued her and
realizing she was probably lost and not dumped I started advertising
on the Web for her people. Guess what? I found her owner
who was the daughter of a police detective in an adjoining town in
KS. When I contacted her she was very thankful until I asked
her why the Dalmatian had no tags (ID or Rabies). At this
point she got first, very defensive and then aggressive, wondering
who I was to question her. I told her how to retrieve her
daughter's pet and when they arrived at my house she started in on
me again. I asked for her ID to verify that she was the true
owner and she jumped me again. If the dog had not been in good
shape I would not have relinquished her to this overbearing
_____. They got their dog back and I got called a bunch of
unladylike names. GUESS WHAT----she didn't even say thank
you. Go figure.
I wasn't involved in this, but it's a
SHOCKER none the less. A dog was found, in my city, limping
the streets with a coat hanger wrapped around her neck. Animal
control picked her up and took here to a local shelter (Wayside
Waifs). Upon being examined she was found to have 8 broken
ribs on 1 side and 4 on the other, a broken leg and burns (possibly
acid) on her nose. They treated her and have her in rehab for
as long as it takes. The story aired on a local TV station and
I understand she has a waiting list of people wanting to adopt
her. The authorities are looking for the crud that did
this. Lots of luck.
We are still working on this one. A woman
in rural Missouri died and her Border Collie who was now abandoned
went to live in the woods. Shortly thereafter she gave birth to a
litter of 3 pups. She and the pups stayed out of sight for a long
time but then started coming back looking for food. A neighbor
started feeding them and they would eat and then go back to the
woods. This cycle went on for awhile until the Executor for the dead
woman's estate gave the well intentioned neighbor the ultimatum of
either getting the Border Collies off of the estate property or he
was going to SHOOT them. She immediately started looking for a
rescue organization to save their lives. A group in Nebraska took up
the call and published the story on the Internet looking for close
assistance with both rescuing the dogs (the pups by now were
considered feral as they had not had any social contact with humans)
and with transporting them to a rescue organization in Texas that
had a history of taking in feral dogs, rehabbing them and then
finding them homes. One lady volunteered to bring humane traps to
catch the pups so that they could be prepared for transport. I
volunteered along with others to run a transport leg. As of this
writing the dogs are all safe with the original neighbor and
awaiting the finalization of the transport plans. UPDATE: This
project has been successfully completed. For the pictures click
the link below:
I recently rescued a female Doxie from a
vet's office where she had been taken to be PTS. She was 7 years
old, healthy and her reason for going to die was that she peed on
the floor.
On 11/10/00 I was contacted by the same
vet and told that among other animals that needed rescuing they had
a pure, 3 year old male Doberman. A woman whose husband had died
brought the Dobie in and stated that he was her husband's dog and
she didn't have time for any of his d___ animals. She wanted the
Dobie killed. She had been contacted by Doberman Rescue but wouldn't
work with them. The vet couldn't bring himself to kill the dog
without trying for a rescue. He is very rescue friendly and works
with KC Rescue as much as he can. On Saturday the 11th I went out
and pulled this beautiful animal and did a shelter to shelter
transfer to Doberman Rescue so all involved, except the woman, were
happy with the outcome and the dog lives. What a way to memorialize
your dead husband; kill his dog.
November 2000; KC Rescue was contacted by
a man south of Kansas City who stated that on an abandoned farm next
to his was a Mother dog and 2 litters that were starving to death.
We sent a close by contact in with emergency food and water while
plans for a next day rescue were formulated. The contact noted the
Mother dog, several pups of approximately 3 months of age and
several more of 6-7 months.
The next morning a rescue team of 3
people went in to do what they could to corral and get the dogs.
When they arrived only 3 of the younger pups could be found. They
were rescued and brought into foster care for vetting, evaluation
and possible placing. They turned out to be unbelievably healthy
except for common problems such as worms and fleas. As of the first
week of Dec /00 they are all in great shape, socialized and about
ready for adoption. These 3 appear to be Chocolate Lab/ Aussie mixes
and have some of the most beautiful markings I have ever seen on a
dog. We have contacted the original caller several times and each
time we are told that the remaining dogs just disappeared. Our hope
is that they didn't turn out to be targets for some gun crazy hunter
or farmer.
CHRISTMAS Eve 2000 KC Rescue was contacted
by a woman whose dog had just had a litter of pups and she didn't
want any of them. We were told to either come and get them or else.
When I arrived I found a dog house way out behind the residence. The
dog house was facing the north and contained the Momma dog and 4
live pups .I was told that this was her third litter and they
weren't going to put up with her any longer. I loaded the Momma and
her pups into my van and went back to check the dog house. I found
one dead frozen pup. The woman exclaimed that they didn't know that
she had had 8 pups they only knew of 7. The snow had been on the
ground for about 2 weeks and there were only 1 set of foot prints
going to and coming from the dog house, so they hadn't even been
feeding or watering the Momma dog. As I was preparing to leave the
woman asked if the Momma was going to be left with the pups as she
didn't want anything to happen to them. I could barely get out a
Merry Christmas as I left.
NEW YEAR'S Eve Update: I visited the
foster with the Momma dog and pups; the pups are now rolly poly and
very active and Momma is filling out nicely, producing lots of milk
and when the pups are sleeping she comes out of her room and
socializes with the fosters and their pets. Momma and the pups'
coats are very glossy and all seems well.
UPDATE: 1/9/01: Pups
now have their eyes open and are playing with each other as well as
exploring outside their room. Momma is getting fat and
sassy.
An American Eskimo dog was dumped
about a quarter of a mile from a vet's clinic out in the country in
the MO Ozarks. Of course she was pregnant. The vet tech's had
seen her but then she disappeared. On day during the last real cold
snap they saw her bringing a pup towards the clinic. They went out
to her and she gave them the pup. This went on three more times over
the next three days until all four of her pups were in out of the
cold and then she turned herself in as well. The staff checked
Mom and the pups out and they were healthy; the pups were adopted
out but Momma had a locked up rear knee from some prior injury and
no one wanted to adopt her. I received an E-mail from the clinic
stating that her time was up and if a home or rescue could not be
found immediately she would be killed. I contacted the Am Esk rescue
contact in the Kansas City area and they said to get her and she
would have a place with them, and so she does.
2/10/01: Today I transported a Blue
Tic Hound for a rescue group that had rescued her from their local
shelter. This girl weighs just 33 pounds, was just spayed, treated
for heart worms, had a bullet fragment removed from her sternum, had
a broken jaw set from where the bullet bounced off her sternum and
into her mouth and.................................she has a broken
tail. Surprisingly enough she is friendly and not
shy.
4/12/01. This morning I did a
preplanned rescue of a 10 week old puppy that I have named Little
Dude. LD resided in a drug house. He was a Valentines Day gift from
a guy to his girl friend. They had an argument and he burned LD's
AKC registration; that didn't get the desired response from the girl
friend so he drop kicked LD down a flight of stairs.Of course the
girl couldn't report this to the authorities so she went to her
ex-mother-in-law who contacted me. I was told the situation and was
asked to help save LD. The girl said that if I showed up at 10 AM
she would have LD tied outside. This would be fine except that I
needed an owner surrender form signed to protect KC Rescue and
myself. I decided to arrive unannounced and early so that I could
scope out the situation. As I drove by I saw LD tied to a truck and
so I came back around, parked and walked into the yard towards him.
As I expected he started barking so I just sat down with him behind
the truck hoping the girl would come out so I could get her
signature. After about 10 minutes I heard a door slam and somebody
ask "who's there?" I stood up and showed myself and my ID to this
person who turned out to be the owner. She signed the form and LD
and I got the ____ out of there. I took him to my vet who after
examining him said that he hadn't suffered any permanent injuries.
He was given his 1st set of puppy shots and his first monthly dose
of heart worm preventative and we came home. As soon as he is old
enough to be neutered and receive a rabies shot he will be available
for adoption.
It never ends; I have Molly
in rescue but her real rescuer is a lady in Oklahoma who's story I
am quoting here:
As I was driving to work one morning and coming
into the city limits of Lawton a flash of white out of the corner of
my eye caught my attention. I slowed down to watch what looked like
an emaciated St. Bernard, crawl out of a drainage pipe and sit next
to it. I watched in my side mirror and noticed that the dog had a
pronounced limp. I went to the next intersection, pulled a U-turn
and went back. As I pulled off the road onto the grassy median and
opened my door the Saint came limping towards me and when I got out
of the car she attempted to crawl into the front seat. Pulling her
out and opening the back hatch of my Explorer I lifted her in the
back luggage area. She lay there looking at me, weak, nothing but
skin and bones; ticks all over her head and lacerations on her face
and body from crawling in and out of the drainage pipe, with
something obviously very wrong with her left, front leg - wagging
her tail. I called her Molly. At the vet clinic she was estimated to
be 8-10 months old. Doc stated that from the looks of her she had
been on her own for a long time and probably wouldn't have made it
much longer. Molly tested negative for heartworms and Ehrlichia;
fecal tests were negative, she was given her vacs, bathed and dipped
and started on Heartguard. X-rays showed that she had two old
fractures around her elbow probably from being hit by a car. My vet
stated that the fractures have healed on their own and in such a way
that luckily she may regain most of her movement with use but would
probably always have a slight limp. Molly is a very affectionate,
trusting sociable girl. She is great with other dogs to include
letting a Dachshund use her as a pillow: She does wonderfully around
children of all ages.
Molly is now at my kennel with River and my
other rescued Saints and after some good food and TLC will be taken
to my vet to be spayed.
5/21/01: It always starts
with a call. I received one from a friend, Gloria, who had been
contacted by her vet that they had possession of a Saint Bernard
puppy that was "sick" and had been brought in to be killed. The
couple couldn't afford to treat the pup as they had just bought a
new car. I contacted the vet, Dr Sparks from Eagle Animal Hospital
in Riverside, MO. yes, the same vets that had helped with River,
above. I was told that the pup had Parvo and his prognosis
wasn't confirmed at that time. Dr Sparks suggested that I
authorize some tests to see if he was savable. The tests confirmed
that he was very sick but could probably survive if treatment
was started immediately. I asked Dr Sparks to do what was
needed, as needed and to only contact me if his condition
worsened instead of getting better. During the next few days I made
contact with Dr Sparks and was told on each occasion that he was
getting better. I finally called on Friday, 5/18 and Dr Sparks told
me that "Wings" his new name thanks to Gloria, was ready to go
home but if I wished he could stay the weekend for observation and
more of his medication. I picked Wings up this morning and what a
lively puppy he is. He is about 3 months old, best guess, and after
recuperation and evaluation will be put up for adoption. Thank you
Gloria, Dr Sparks and the staff at Eagle.
Wings, the Thrown Away
Puppy
UNBELIEVABLE: 2 Westies adopted and then
dumped in the desert. Click the link to read the
story.
The Dumping of "The Best Dog
Ever"
EYE WITNESS ACCOUNT: I was outside the
shelter looking for some dog treats in my truck when I saw a woman
and a man drive up in a new Lexus. Sitting in the back seat like a
perfect little lady was what I thought at the time to be a Rottie.
The woman got out of the car & called the dog & the dog got
out of the car. The dog sat on the ground while the woman put a
leash on her & told the dog to follow her inside. I gave up the
search for the dog treats & followed them in.
It seems this
witch was dumping this dog. She told the shelter the dog's name was
Star & that Star is a Doberman. Star is 5 yrs old, spayed,
current on all shots, totally housebroken, on heartworm
preventative, fine w/other dogs/kids, has been professionally
trained & is just the best dog ever. I asked the witch why she
was dumping poor Star & she said she had a 15 month old at home
who just wouldn't leave Star alone. Instead of correcting the child,
this wonderful dog was stuck in one of the highest kill shelters in
KY. She then began to tell the shelter that Star must be an indoor
dog because she's never been outside in her life. I think she was
telling the truth because Star is immaculately groomed & has the
softest coat I've ever felt on a short haired dog. The witch then
asked the shelter if they thought they could place her. The shelter
manager told her probably not & that Star would most likely be
euthanized. The woman turned heel & left leaving Star behind. I
am sure most of you have seen this scenario played out before. It is
what happened next that really got to me.
Star watched that
witch leave. Star cried & cried & had no clue what she'd
done wrong. I too couldn't understand. I sat there with Star for a
good long while evaluating her & hugging her. I'm now a woman on
a mission. I want Star out of that Godforsaken place! The Best dog
in the Whole world has no business in a kill shelter. On Star's
behalf I'm here to beg. I'll gladly put her up on our Petfinders
site for anyone who'll foster her. She's already vetted so basically
she's ready for placement. Please, someone help me get Star out of
this shelter. Thanks.
THE OUTCOME: Just wanted to let everyone
know that Star is finally safe. A BIG thanks to
all of you who
made it happen. I am very sorry I didn't get to personally
respond to each and every one of you. I am proud to say that I
have over 200
emails from all over the country from people who
have offered to take in the
best dog ever. If I started
answering them tonight, I might finish by
Christmas LOL. All of
you deserve to know what happened with Star today. We
hardly
ever hear any happy endings on these lists, and for once I wanted
you
all to have one. I promise there won't be many dry eyes
after my post. There
were NO dry eyes at the shelter
today.
A lady who had already been approved to
adopt had a dog just like Star who
had recently passed away.
According to the lady's vet, this lady spent
hundreds of dollars
trying to save her dog all to no avail. When the vet
finally
told her there was nothing he could do, the owner basically had a
nervous breakdown. A friend had told her that when a beloved pet
passes, God
puts a special star in the sky for the owner. This
star is supposed to watch
over the owner who is left behind. (I
am probably botching this belief about
the star really badly)
The owner in her grief decided she had nothing to lose
and began
looking for that star. In her own words, she couldn't believe that
her life had come down to talking to a "damn star every night."
She uttered
those same words every night as she looked for this
star. When she asked me
this dog's name and I told her, she
began to cry her heart out. She KNEW this
was meant to
be.
Today she came to the shelter looking for
that elusive star. She found that
star in a kill shelter in
Madisonville, KY. A coincidence that this dog is
named Star? I
prefer to think not. All I know is that the best dog in the
world was saved today. I know that a woman's broken heart has a
little bit of
peace now. I know that both will live happily ever
after. I also know that
none of this would have happened if it
weren't for people like ya'll
cross posting to every list and
every group on the Internet that you have
access to. Star, her
new Mom and I thank you from the bottom of our
hearts
"Shelter" is roughly defined as a place of
protection; click the link and decided for yourself if Hope received
that protection.
5/13/02: If you have made it this far you
then know that I have rescued several Saint Bernards; doing so has
made me a contact for Saints in need. On this date I responded to a
call from the animal control person for a small Missouri city who
stated that she had 2 10 week old female Saint puppies. These
puppies ware found in a ditch in rural Missouri, so matted
with burrs that they could hardly walk. A/c there has only 8 runs
and since the bigger of the 2 puppies was food aggressive the 2 were
taking up 2 separate runs. As cute as they were they were scheduled
for euthanasia if a rescue couldn't be found. I drove out there and
rescued both, one of which has already been placed in a pre-approved
home. It won't take long to find a home for the remaining little
girl.
Bouncer
Gretal
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