Monday, October 28, 2013

My rescue Bella and her BFF Abby , the Cavashon

Bella (left) and Abby love to romp in Bella's backyard

Monday, October 7, 2013

Who among us didn't already know this to be true?


Scientist says MRI scans prove that dogs are people, too


Finally, science is proving what we here at msnNOW have been saying all along: Dogs are people, too. Gregory Berns, a neuroscientist at Emory University, writes in the New York Times that he used an MRI machine set up in his living room to monitor the brain activity of a dozen dogs, including his own black terrier Callie. Berns writes that results showed dogs' caudate nucleus, the part of the brain that registers positive anticipation, functions similarly to humans'.
"In dogs, we found that activity in the caudate increased in response to hand signals indicating food," Berns writes. "The caudate also activated to the smells of familiar humans. And in preliminary tests, it activated to the return of an owner who had momentarily stepped out of view."

Berns' conclusion: Dogs experience positive emotions, and he believes they have the same level of sentience as human children. Of course, we've been saying that for a while — but it's nice of Berns to confirm. 

Saturday, September 7, 2013

And, then God made Dog

Do yourself a big favor and take a few moments to view the video at the link below. Then go give your pup a big hug.  If you don't have a dog, go adopt one at your local rescue.  Or two even.



Sunday, August 18, 2013

Jack the Rescuer

16 years ago a woman I was dating begged me to take a young puppy from the shelter where she worked. She told the story of how he was to be euthanized because no one would take him.
They couldn't find a home for him because he ran from everyone, would not let anyone close, he was terrified of people.
The rest of story was that someone had hurt him badly.
Who could ever abuse such a beautiful, loyal, devoted friend like Jack?
I thought I was doing him favor, I believed I was being of service. I bestowed the honor of naming him Jack, after a great man in my life who had passed on a few years earlier.
Jack was allowed to be who he was, desperately wanting love and attention, crippled by fear. It took 2 solid years before he trusted me enough to allow his belly to be rubbed.
Through out his life he never lost his fear, he did grow to trust that he was safe with me, that i was not going to hurt him.
Every single interaction we had through his life, I would patiently let him go through his ritual of shaking with fear, and barking until he felt comfortable enough for me to touch him.
I thought it was I who was being of service to him
Today I am 10 years sober.
The math points out Jack was with me 6 years before my current sobriety date. The darkest period of my life. Jack loved me unconditionally when I wasn't very lovable.
My faithful companion through out.
I now have a better idea of who was being of service to whom.
Today perhaps I was of service.
Jack was tired, life had become hard, and painful for the old man.
When the vet administered the sedative, Jack relaxed. Maybe truly relaxed, without fear for the only time in his long life.
Rest in Peace my sweet companion.
There is a very special place waiting for you

Colin James
Plano, TX

Friday, July 26, 2013

Adorable, loving puppy looking for a forever home

This is POPPY, found wandering the streets of NYC. Although she is micro-chipped the scan was empty. She is smart, loving, playful and very very ENERGETIC. she needs someone who will commit to training her and help her disperse her energy. She responds to consistent discipline and positive reinforcement.



She has been with her rescue family about 3 months but needs more attention and activity than they can provide. She is good with their other rescued pit bull, cats and 3 yr old.
She is current on vaccines and is spayed.

She loves to snuggle and lay in your lap, despite her size!

Please contact me if you want to meet her.
Francene 610-613-6195
Woochamagoodle @aol.com

Saturday, July 20, 2013

Bosco


When I was a little girl we took in a Boxer who was being mistreated by his previous owners and we named him Kojak. Now, twenty eight years later and all I can ask for is a Boxer of my own. Granted, we already had two dogs and three cats (all rescues). We discovered a lady from my boyfriend's work getting ready to take an eight week old Boxer to the shelter. Of course, I could not let this happen. So, the night he came home we sat down and thought about a name, but boyfriend insisted on calling his Boss, but I was determined to name him after Kojak. So, we settled on Bossko. No matter what his name would have been I knew that he would always be a part of our family.

Anonymous
Ashland, KY