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Recently, a dog food company had a contest for the best pet adoption story. It made me think this would be a great topic for this site.

Have you ever had an adopted or rescue dog? Share your story. Here's mine;

My wife and I have had German Shepherds since we were married in 1985. Our most recent German Shepherd “Maddie” developed a brain tumor and we lost her at just 7 years old. My family and our other dog, “Dora” were heartbroken.

About a week later, we read about a nearby German Shepherd Rescue event. My wife and I agreed that we would go there just to satisfy our German Shepherd craving, but that it was too soon to replace our beloved Maddie.

The rescue had roughly 25 dogs, mostly purebred German Shepherds, of all ages, sizes and colors. The dogs were all pacing in their kennels and barking at each other. We came across one dog that was just lying in her kennel with her front paws crossed. She wasn't barking at all, but when she looked at my wife and I, her tail began a soft flop, flop, flop.

I looked at the name tag on the kennel and it stated this dog’s name was “Maddie”. My wife made an audible “gasp” as we looked at each other in disbelief. I asked her handler if he could pull Maddie out of the kennel. This particular Maddie was taller and longer with much more red than our previous girl, but she was just as friendly.

I asked the handler for more details about Maddie. He explained that Maddie was found wandering the streets of Merced and her owner could not be located. After several weeks at the animal shelter, she was facing euthanasia the following day. That’s when the German Shepherd Rescue of Sacramento Valley stepped in. Maddie must have been a very particular eater on the streets as she was down to a mere 49 pounds.

My wife and I instantly fell in love with this skinny, lovable girl. We filled out the paperwork and paid the adoption fee to take her home with us that same day.

One year later, “Heidi” as we now call her, has filled out to a very fit 68 pounds. Although we could never expect her to fully replace our Maddie, she has filled the house with so much love and laughter that our loss has become more bearable.

Every time Heidi lies down next to me and rests her head on my leg, it makes me wonder, who rescued whom.
 

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That's a great story.

All of my dogs and cats are rescues. The latest was Leontine, my GSD. It's a simple story, really. My washing machine was broken, so I went to the Laundromat with dirty clothes. I came home with clean clothes. And the half starved GSD puppy that was wandering around the parking lot.
 

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Awww, I swear it is always meant to be. So cool that there is a GSD rescue with so many to choose from, but very sad as well that there are so many in rescue(and shelters) The local GSD rescue has only been going for about 6 months and has adopted out so many with success in matching it is more than I can understand. There have to be angels watching over all these great dogs for sure! https://www.facebook.com/SouthwestMichiganGermanShepherdRescue?fref=ts

My story:
I had an older golden/border and she had a couple old age warts. One on her eyelid that my 6 mos old GSD pup Onyx kept breaking open when they played. I had to have it removed.
Instead of being placed on hold for several minutes, I decided to pop into my vets to set up an appt for removal as I was passing by the clinic. When I was there, there was a client talking really loud about her dog....I couldn't help but overhear the conversation.

She found a dog(Kacie) and cat at one of their rental properties after the renter moved out. This was after at least 5 days of the renter leaving. Kacie was a chained out dog at a trailer deep into the woods.
She had the dog at the vet for a spay(she had her for a few weeks and couldn't keep her due to her other dogs bad hip issues, they played too hard) and a rescue was trying to help her place the dog.
The dog was a long coat and as they brought her out, I instantly fell in love. She was groggy from the anesthesia and come to find out, when they shaved her for the spay, they found a spay scar, so she didn't need to be spayed after all.
I gave the landlord my contact info and asked her to let me know if I could be on an adoption list(come to find out the landlord was partially deaf, but could read lips so that is why she was talking so loud )
She came over later in that same day with Kacie, and Onyx & Clover met her. I ended up adopting her a few days later, because two of the other potential adopters were too intimidated by her?
She came to me on Friday, April 13, 2007 my lucky day!!! The landlord and I stayed in contact for a year, she came to visit Kacie and house sat for me, she was a great dog advocate, and I think it was fate that I walked into that vet when I did. Instead of just using my cellphone to make an appointment.
Here is a photo of the first visit, and then the first day 'home'


Kacie's one year Gotcha Day:

Onyx really grew!

And now at 7.5 yrs old:


I was lucky she had a chip, so I was able to get her actual name, whelpdate and her vet info until she turned 6 mos...dead end after that, the owner never registered her, so the vet could only give me the info they had(and owner spayed her at 6 mos, skipped out on paying, that was the last they heard from her)
 

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Kaiser
I has been fostering for a few years and was seriously considering adding a permanent male. I drove 3 hours to evaluate and potentially foster a male GSD and got a phone call on my way there that 3 more had been dumped at this very rural shelter over night. I pulled up and parked outside an outdoor pen where a very skinny, sable GSD was pacing and my mouth literally dropped. He, however, was not the dog I was there to originally evaluate. The other dog did not do well meeting Raven and so I evaluated Kaiser and was very impressed with him and he got along well with Raven so I took him home to foster although myself and the two other volunteers at the shelter that day knew he wouldn't be going anywhere. He was so, so skinny and filthy but he fit in right away. I still waited a couple of months to officially decide he was staying and it's the best thing I ever did.

Holly
Holly was surrendered to a rescue at around 4.5-5 months of age because she had been labeled "red zone" by a vet and the elderly couple that had purchased her could not handle her and was considering euthanizing her. I was called by this rescue (who I had not previously worked with but knew one of their board members) and asked to foster her so I said, yes. I met with her twice and loved her spirit but she was very fearful, people reactive and had tried to bite everyone she met except me. She was definitely going to be a challenge. I was told she was good with dogs but that was not the case when I took her home and introduced her to Raven and Kaiser - she tried to go after both of them. It took me over a month to get her to be able to be near them and not lunge at them but she was still very fearful of them. She also was continued to be very fearful and reactive of people and would growl if you touched her face/head and near her food. After about 6 months of work, we tried to find her an adopter and after two failed adoptions she went back into the rescue until my foster that I took on in the mean time was adopted and my husband and I adopted her. She has taught me s much and always makes me smile. Raven is not good with other females but she loves Holly. Holly belongs here and always has. She is also the reason I met my husband as he was involved with her rescue organization.
 

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Our GSD x Rott, Sebastian had lived to a ripe 16. He was a wonderful dog and he didn't have a bad bone in his body. Mother's Day, 2001, I went outside to feed him before school and he was laying in the corner of his outside run. He had been diagnosed with Lymphoma about a month prior and we knew this day was coming. I went in quietly and I laid my hand on his belly. He took one last, shuddering breath and was gone. We were all heart broken, even my dad who didn't particularly like dogs.

My Dad brought home a seven month old Rottie that someone at his work was trying to get rid of. The dog hadn't been in the house for three minutes before he tried to bite me. Needless to say, the dog went back to his original owner the next morning. We waited several long months before deciding that the house was too quiet. My Dad woke me up early one Saturday morning and we set out for the area animal shelters. We looked high and low for a dog; all of the dogs were older or had known aggression issues. At the last shelter we went to, there was a large Malamute that I fell in love with. The dog had no 'issues' and we signed the papers to take him home. As we were walking out the door, a shelter worker asked us if the outdoor run fence had been sunk in the ground. My Dad said it was only sunk a foot. They told us that we couldn't adopt the dog because he had dug out of his owners' yard with no problem, and the fence was sunk 18".

Back inside we went. I sat in the run area and shed a few tears. I had really latched onto the Malamute, but he wasn't on the table anymore. Next to the Malamute was a little black bundle that was in the rear corner of the kennel. Bright brown eyes stared at me from under his tail. I asked a kennel worker about him. They said his name was Leif and he was found wandering the streets. The worker said I wouldn't want him, as he was very shy and scared. They figured he was abused as he would submissively pee, cower, and shake if you moved too fast or stood over him. He had a few healed rib fractures and he was very skinny. I asked if I could see him and they unlocked the kennel so I could go in. I barely got in the kennel door before he came running up to me, leaning on my leg.

Twenty minutes later, we took him home. He's now a happy, healthy Chow x Husky mix who has never known another moment of fear or anxiety. I love him to pieces and I wouldn't have had it any other way.
 

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My oldest dog Misty a Samoyed mix is from the shelter and when I went to the shelter that day I never intended to bring home a dog. Rewind..two years prior to this I lost my job and everything I owned including a couple of my dogs. It was heart breaking, I cried every day and just hated myself:( Fast forward to what lead me to the shelter..I was in the forest preserves watching the deer and I found a white rabbit, it was formerly a house pet so I saved it. I had it for a couple weeks and I figured out the hard way why it was probably dumped...it was the devil in disguise, that rabbit literally jumped at my face and attached itself to my lip and wouldn't let go, that was painful and blood everywhere. I decided to take him to the shelter because I couldn't bear to put him back in the woods. While we were there I decided to look at what they had. Josie(Now Misty) was in a room where the injured dogs were kept. She had just had surgery and had about 10 staples in her leg. When I walked in that room she looked at me like she could see my soul and did not make a peep..all the other dogs were going crazy barking. I watched her for a few minutes and she gave me kisses through the cage, then I went to look at the other dogs. As I was walking through I looked at my son and said I have to go back to that other dog. We got her out of the cage and walked her. I knew as soon as she got out of that cage that I couldn't leave her. 45 minutes later I was in my car with my new dog. 8 years later we are still a happy family and she is my girl. It turned out that she was 10 months at the time and was returned a couple times before I got her. She was brought in at 8 weeks with her litter mates, adopted out, brought back in like February, adopted out in March/April and brought back in August with an injury. I'm still not sure why two different people brought her back, she is a great dog and I'm happy that the rabbit decided to bite me, because if he didn't I would not have my dog:)
 

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Geeze, this is turning into a "feel good" thread.

I want more stories!
 

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I got my Rosie a little over a year ago at Christmas time, from a rescue. I had just lost my female gsd of 12 years. We had said we would not get another dog as it gets costly in their old age. I t did not take long though, and we could not stand our empty house. I have six grown kids and 8 grandkids but just my hubby and I at home now. I knew the lady who runs the rescue as she was also my trainer. She had a female gsd that was about 2. She was given up by her owner and my trainer said she would be better in a home with no small dogs. Perfect I only wanted 1 dog. Took my 5 year old grandson with me to meet her and they were playing and having a great time. When we went out to my car she jumped in as soon as I opened it. I have now been in touch with her former owner and found out she only had her for 6 months and she had two other homes before that. So with homes and shelters she had been 6 places and she was only two. She has her forever home now. I really think a lot of people don't understand gsds because a lot of them end up in shelters. She is a very nice dog, and loves people.
 

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We got Gunther at the humane society where my sister volunteers at. My husband always wanted a gsd and i said okay to it. We originally were going to go with a gsd rescue but all the puppies were pending. He asked me to text my sister to see if there were any rescues available. She texted back immediately telling me there was a lost dog that the owners were refusing exclaim and was going to be put up for adoption the day after he got neutered. She sent me the lost dog posting the humane society posted with a pic and we fell in love with this tiny under fed four month black gsd. We ended up taking a day off work the day he became available and got to the humane society as soon as they opened.
I had his ID number all ready and they sent us back to check him out. When we were in his kennel he just laid up against us and gave us kisses. They said he was a really calm pup and just like to lay on his bed all day. Which when we brought him home (all drugged from his neutering) he was definitely calm. Fast forward three weeks later when his incision (one didnt drop so the procedure was more invasive) he was a zooming hyper machine. He was four month and twenty six pounds with ribs that showed :( he is now nine months and 62 pounds and healthy and happy as ever. He has his forever home for sure.

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I grew up with dogs since before I can remember, so when I was planning on moving out from my parents I knew I wanted a dog of my own. I found a apartment and had one week from signing the papers to move in day so I knew I had to move fast. My move in day with Saturday so I went on Thursday to the local humane society, I had been browsing their website and had my eye on two particular dogs. The first was a young lab mix puppy, the other was a two year old lab.

They don't allow you to roam and see the dogs, you fill out paperwork explaining what you're looking for and they try and match you. The people in front of me were looking to adopt the puppy but they were in a apartment and the shelter employee explained that the puppy was very vocal and would likely get them evicted. I knew that he was off my list so when it came to my turn I asked about the two year old lab, the employee was happy chatting about her and her backstory until she got to the part of the application asking about house training. I had written that house training was important as I was living in a rental apartment and didn't want to pay for a lot of damage if at all possible. She told me the lab was a outside dog for her entire life and therefore was not housebroken, so I was left with no options.

The day before I had browsed the site and there was a new listing for a 8 year old cocker spaniel that had popped up. His picture was heartbreaking but I was a little worried with his age and not really having the finances to deal with a senior dogs problems. The moment I asked about him her face just lit up, "he's such a sweetheart" and she told me his backstory as he was dropped off by a breeder with another cocker spaniel. He was one of their stud dogs but his health issues became too much so they dropped these two dogs off and left without a backwards glance. He had a botched cherry eye surgery so his tear ducts on one eye were damaged, a hernia, skin issues, and ear issues.

Reluctantly I agreed to meet him so they took me to a back room and I sat on the floor in a corner and waited until they brought him in. He ran in circles around the room sniffing and then ran right into my lap and snuggled in. The shelter employee laughed and explained that his nickname with them was "cuddle bug." One look in those big eyes and I knew I wasn't leaving him. My original plan was to pick him up on Saturday but they only allowed a 24 hour hold before he would be placed back up for adoption again. So I ran to the store after leaving and picked up everything I would need and was back at the shelter after work the next day. He spent the night with me at my parents and my mom watched him as we moved and then we moved into the apartment together. He was a true companion and a great help with the stress of living alone for the first time

He did have many medical issues but the love and devotion he gave me for the short three years he was in my life more then made up for the problems. I still really miss him, I had locks of his hair saved and they're in my bedside table. He's buried at my parents farm with a beautiful headstone and I love I can still visit him
 

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I need a Kleenex ...such great stories
 

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My boyfriend and I had moved home to Montana and we were planning our wedding. We were also flat broke from a cross country move and we weren't getting a paycheck for a couple of weeks. We gathered up all of our coin jars and took them to the bank to get some grocery money.

There was a flyer from the Lewis and Clark Humane Society on the bank door. It was at least a month old. It listed six German Shepherd pups as available. We decided to run down to the society and see if there were any left. We got there and we were directed down to the last cage. In it there were two GSD pups and a hound pup. I picked up the plump, little,black puppy. She was a little scared and shook a bit but quickly relaxed. I turned to my boyfriend to ask if we could get her. While he was looking at her, the pup that was on the ground started untying his shoe laces.

My than boyfriend was a sensible. patient man who was good with money so when he said, "We can't separate these pups." I went to put the pup that I was holding down. I was so surprised when he picked up the puppy that was on his shoes and took both pups up to the front desk. We adopted them that day. We had just enough cash from our spare change to pay the fee.

Our wedding took a back seat to the needs of our new pups. We had 14 and a half great years with them. I have never loved anyone as much as I loved my husband when he adopted both of them. I still fee sad about their little hound friend and hope that he got an awesome home.
 

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well i guess you could call Max a rescue or he rescued me

8 years ago in Sept, i had to put my GSD boy down Bo Joli due to complications from bloat, I have had GSD`s for almost 50 years, always had at least 1, everyone said to wait a few months after Bo passed, after a couple of weeks I decided it was time, so i shopped around found a reputable breeder North of me, so my daughter and i went for a ride, we talked to the breeder for awhile put a non refundable deposit on a pup that wasent born yet, it was Oct, she said in January, they would be ready

so on the way home we stopped at a gas station for something to drink, we were gone from the kennel about 15 minutes, a friend called and said so and so had some GSD pups for sale, I chuckled and said no thanks, just put a deposit on one

couple weeks later he called again, saying the so and so had to go retrive one of the pups, because the lady bounced a check on him, he asked again if i would be interested, I said no thanks

week goes by and the phone rings, come to find out the breeder was an old friend of my sons, he told me he had to go retrive the pup again because the guy lied to him said the pup would be living in a house, come to find out he was in an apartment, I told Ely I put a deposit on a pup and couldn't take his, he asked if I would at least please come look at him.

so one evening my daughter and i went to see him, i was looking for the traditional black and tan, like the 50`s Rin Tin Tin, so here he was was racing around the yard, 4 month old, bi color, when i knelt down he was the only one to come up to me and start licking my face, i knew right then and there he was the one

after 6 weeks into training class, the instructor pulled me aside and said, "you have once in a lifetime GSD" and that "I was doing an excellent job with him" and would be having many many happy moments with him" I had no idea at the time what the instructor was talking about

fast forward having Max has been somewhat of a life changing experience for me, because of him, i became involved with therapy dogs, and Therapy Dogs Inc, became a tester/observer for them, and even was asked to be on the board of directors not once but twice

I`m glad I went to look at him after the 3rd phone call, I`m a firm believer in that they pick you
 

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Lilah has a story too!
Zooming her way back to you:
 

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LOL, yes, shes a gal that travels to the beat of her own drum, i`m planning on getting some pics of her tomorrow, she still has that same look on her face, just older LOL, shes very beautiful
 

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Love these stories. One of my stories is on a thread Two sisters from Baltimore.The girls are currently downstairs sleeping and watching tV and trying to convince my 18 year old that they should get more treats. Lucky's story is one I ve told a few times . He was found on the streets of Canton ,Ohio weighing about 46 lbs.and he was at least 26 intall at the time. Someone who lived in canton took him in,then someone else had him in Tuscawaras county and then a GSD Breeder in Mahoning Cty got him . she got vaccinations for him and was like all the other people who had helped save him, doing it out of her own pocket. The trainer I was working w/ in the prison dog program who also helped w/ Daisy temperment tested him and said she thought he would be a great dog . We met Lucky who they thought was a year and a half at the training center.He spent two weeks w/ us on a trial but I was in love. We took him to the vet,Dr. Igoe and found out he was H/W positive. We adopted cause A) I was in love ,B). There was no organization at the time to help the breeder who took him in pay for treatment so Lucky became ours and he sucessfully completed his H/W treatment.When our vet looked at him she said she would be surprised if he was a year old . He grew another two inches in the next year and discovered toys and balls. There was no going back from that discovery. Lucky is here with us today because dog people care not just about their own dogs but all dogs . That is the greatest thing about dog lovers.
 

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I just rescued this little boy mason from a shelter, he was dirty crying and feet covered in feces. Although I have my own spoiled rotten GSD mix, I couldn't help thinking about him. He is 5 months old and about 30 lbs. owners neglected him and left him in the yard, left him at shelter because he dug holes in their yards. I know that I can not keep him, my girl gets jealous and I live in a apt right now. I thought I would foster him until I found him a home. Well I found out my co worker who is retiring in a couple weeks really clicked with him. She is going to adopt him. I am going to be quite sad because he is such an amazing little guy. And if I owned my own home, I wouldn't even hesitate on keeping him. I know that I found him a great home, but I can't help wondering what if I kept him.
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Its funny how some things in life are meant to be. After years of focusing her energy at home my wife decided to go back to work. She is an event planner and needed to build her reputation again so she started volunteering at charity events. This led her to a local company that was putting on a benefit. My wife hit it off and was given a space to work from in the company's office building.

The owner of the company always seems to be working on his next gimmick and is known for publicity stunts. One night we went to the office after being gone for a few weeks. We were overcome by the strong unmistakable smell of dog waste. We quickly found the attention starved 2 month old GSD puppy who had been left unattended for far too long. Malnourished, dehydrated, and weeks behind on development. We knew instantly we had to save him and took him home. Turns out he came from a backyard breeder and had a bad case of parasites and no vaccinations.

Although we still had two dogs after my prized lab died last year I swore I'd never have another one. As a couple with teenagers we were starting to think about vacationing and getting away more. Not creating situations that tie us to our home i.e. more animals. Our plan was to nurse him back to health, foster, and find the puppy a good home while making sure the company's owner never got his hands on him again. The interaction with him is a story in itself.

It didn't take long for me to grow attached and now I can't let him go.





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