adoption
Our guide to animal adoption; learn why, where, and how to prepare to adopt a cat, kitten, dog or puppy from an animal shelter or rescue group.
Khaleesi My Queen
My wife and I started dating in 2016. Now, we had no whirlwind romance. He just had an understanding of how we needed to be together. At the time, I was living with my mother and she was living with her parents. We were wanting a place of our own. My childhood home, which my mother still owned, stood vacant. I begged for months for her to let us have it and she finally gave in.
By Emil Morsley5 years ago in Petlife
Four legged love!
Todd, my significant other, and I were living together for about two years when he had a bug in his bonnet for a dog, a pooch, a four-legged friend. My daughter had graduated from college and was out on her own. Todd is divorced with three kids who visit us a few times a month on the weekends. So, at times, the house can get noticeably quiet. I was working long hours and he said it was lonely at home waiting for me. I was working at the hospital full time and then in private practice for an additional ten to fifteen hours a week. There were nights that I would not get home until seven or eight o’clock and he didn’t complain about my working, he just had a burning desire to have a friend to wait with him.
By Stargazer0095 years ago in Petlife
Call him "Lucky" and he will find his path
It was a rainy late winter day, still muddy and cold when something made me look at pages about dog rescue. Due to my allergies I was never able to get a dog and always felt sorry for it. Some might say it was faith, and other’s opinion would be that it was an unfulfilled need, but whatever the reason was, something about that day was different. An image of a dog popped up in my mind and a few minutes later I saw a post from a friend, about a dog in need. No, that post was not about the dog in this story, but was a trigger that made me look into groups and pages on the topic for the next few weeks. I helped some, I sent some donations to others and then I saw “him”!
By Denitsa Decheva5 years ago in Petlife
Tiny
Tiny is short for Valentine, the time of year when we welcomed this then kitten into our home. She was recruited to be a pal to our other cat Misty who was lonely following the disappearance of her sister Angel who did not come home one summer day and never returned. We live on the edge of the wilderness in the Yukon and there are many wild creatures in our neighbourhood, some are opportunistic hunters like foxes, lynx, eagles, owls and coyotes who have been known to prey on cats that do not pay close enough attention when they are out hunting rodents and birds.
By Doug Caldwell5 years ago in Petlife
Some Spiders Have 4 Legs
I don’t remember a whole lot about my birth parents. I just know that the man that adopted me was related to the homeowner of the place where we all lived. He took me home and that’s where I met my mom. Her name is Kat and she and my Dad, Jason, were going to adopt me.
By Kat MayKnow5 years ago in Petlife
4 for you, 16 for me
‘It’s so dark here…’ A painful ache filled the small child’s chest, a feeling her youthful innocence had hidden from her heart until now. As she stared out across the barred and broken wasteland, a junkyard for abandoned and repossessed pets, she feared for her safety and theirs. Countless cramped cages formed the dystopian landscape before her and she knew with a newborn weight to her soul that she could not save them all.
By Bree Beadman5 years ago in Petlife
Jake
I had three dogs, and I lost all three of them within a year’s time. A German Shepherd named Zeus, a Border Collie named Molly, and a Miniature Yorkie named Lizzie. They were the three musketeers. They all grew up together, and they were all beginning to show their age. Zeus and Molly both passed in their sleep, and little Lizzie had to eventually be put to rest. My heart was broken when I lost them all. I promised myself that I would not put myself through that again. My heart was empty, and I couldn’t find a way to fill it again. My husband suggested that I get another dog. I pondered the idea for a few weeks. Finally I decided that I would go to the shelter and take a look at what they had. This was my first time going to a shelter to find a new companion. At the shelter I was greeted by a friendly young lady that offered to show me around. I looked through a lot of glass doors at all the different dogs. She took me by the medical wing that had a few dogs that would be getting released soon. I walked by the first door, and I only seen a cot set up in there with no dog. I went in and sat down on the floor. After a few minutes, and a bit of coercing, he was slowly making his way out from under the cot. He came over and sniffed my hand, and sat down staring at me. After a few minutes of talking to him, he finally allowed me to pet him. When the door opened, he ran back under the cot. The young lady informed me that they had rescued him from an alley, and he was digging in the trash cans for food. When they evaluated him, they were certain that he had been abused by someone. I thought about it all the way home. I woke up the next morning, and told my husband that I was going to go and visit with him again before I made a decision. When I arrived, the same young lady approached me. She asked me if I wanted to see him again. She then lead me to where he was. When I walked up to the glass door, I saw his nose sticking out from beneath the cot. I crouched down until he could see me. All of a sudden he bolted out from beneath the cot, and started jumping around, barking and whining. She gasped in surprise and said that she had never seen him behave that way. We opened the door and I stepped inside. He was jumping all over me and crying. He had claimed me. How could I say no to him? I told her with tears in my eyes that I would take him to his forever home. I opened the car door, and he jumped right into the front seat. He sat there all the way home staring straight ahead as though he was a human being. We got home, and he went inside as though it had always been his home. He was shy around most people that came around for quite a while. He has become an amazing dog that stole my heart and filled it with happiness again. That was almost 5 years ago. He has overcome so much. I am so thankful that I walked in to that shelter that day. By the way…..his name is Jake.
By Holly Schrag5 years ago in Petlife
