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Still to this day, I'm the only human he will let near him. He really is the most traumatized puppy mill rescue we have ever had. But he's happy like that, we just accept it and try to make his life stress-free.
Although he is not confident at all, he sometimes pretends, just to pose for me, but the eyes never lie...
Cookie's trauma makes him wary of everything, and even though he feels safe with me and in his bubble, just the fact that he could feel the cat behind him (of whom he is not particularly fond), made him uncomfortable.
We went back for a short week to France and Switzerland (lots of driving to see everyone), but finally took some time to stroll in Paris. It was crowded but this little guy did great! He did spend most of time in his bag though :).
It's hard to get Muffin to look at the camera. I always have to use silly tricks to catch her attention, which, as you can see, tends to annoy the others :P.
We took Bernie with us on holiday and surprisingly, he did good! His daddy had to carry him quite a bit (that was the deal, he wanted to take him instead of any other of our crew because he's his favorite), and apart from a few issues here and there - he's still a weirdo after all - it was quite a fun adventure and seeing him so happy made it all so worth it.
The Pom you see in the background with a crazy expression is a new addition to our gang... We didn't want a new one, even less one with trauma, I stupidly fostered him to help someone who ended up finding he was too much of a hassle... A poor guy who spent 8 years in a puppy mill, scared of everyone and everything, not able to handle the busy streets of NYC... We had him for a few months until we decided he had chosen us (not to mention he didn't attract many with his behavior - he looks like a teddy bear but is far from being one!), even if he remains a schizo who seems to love you one minute and gets scared as hell the next... He has improved quite a bit since he's been with us, but he still has a long way to go. Funny fact, he is always glued to Gurky!
My hubby was talking to our crew and Cookie, even after maaany years of cohabitation, still doesn't feel comfortable around him... He was just showing his disapproval ;).
Hard to take a picture of Cookie alone... Muffin in the middle is his best friend of now almost 10 years. She also came from a puppy mill, has no chin which is why her tiny tongue is always hanging. Partially blind, but still rocking at 14!
And on the far left, our "fresh" rescue, who has a long list of health issues and has that sad look of dogs that've hyper neglected. We are slowly trying to get her back in shape. She feels right at home with our damaged little doggies who welcomed her with open paws as always :).
Bernie is getting more and more comfortable outdoors and can finally enjoy smells just like any other dog, which is great. He still has unfathomable behaviors and sudden mood swings (we don't call him a psycho for nothing), but he has improved more than we expected. So even if we know he'll never be normal, there's hope he will still almost be ;).
For the first time in more than three months, we took the ferry and went to Queens to meet friends for a picnic! It was so good to have some social interaction, all the while remaining prudent and wearing our masks.
Bernie was pretty happy too and even let everyone pet him. He has come such a long way and even if he is still a schizo, switching mood in a second, he is way happier and collected.
It seems like something switched in his mind again, in the right direction :). He's been more and more relaxed, and surprisingly from him, begging for more human attention.
Here comes Bernie :). He looks like a teddy bear, but he is far from being the cuddly kind... Here you may think he was looking at me because he loves me so, but he will only show interest in us when food is involved, otherwise he avoids contact. He spent 8 years in a puppy mill and this scrarred him for life. Although he is not our first (Cookie and Muffin especially were not lucky either), he is definitely the weirdest and hardest to come around, I even think he is kind of schizophrenic...
I was just supposed to foster him to with rehabilitation since his future adopters were struggling. He learned to be housebroke, walk in the streets and most importantly, start to trust humans. Long story short, even if he had improved quite a bit, they decided he was too much work. I'll pass the hassle with the organization, so we ended up keeping him. Still today, after almost a year with us, he has moments when he comes to us (but has a hard time staying to get a pet) and then out of the blue, he is scared and runs away. He often turns in circles, what was his routine in a tiny cage for years. At first, when I held him, he would poop (and yep, I did step in it a few times)...
Anyway, he is a piece of work, but we accept him as he is. I don't think he'll ever be cuddly or even trust us completely or do anything like any other dog. He sometimes wants to play, but he either drops the toy after a few seconds and resumes spinnig or wants to engage play with the others but just doesn't know how to (they too think he's too weird and don't really like him, even if they let him rest on them like a log - nope, he's not gentle at all). It's revolting to see how foul humans can destroy the lives of these innocent beings. At least, he is rather healthy, apart from many missing teeth and crooked hind legs.
Thank you to Crismatos for the title suggestion. It fits perfectly, just like the hat on this dog. This little pup is a rescue from a puppy mill. His litter was in such poor condition, he is the only one to have survived.
Our latest rescue, a 9-year-old puppy mill rescue who is quite the weirdo. He now has learned to slowly trust humans, walk on a leash, handle the busy streets and is just trying to forget that dreadful past. But he still has moments where he can be freaked out for apparently nothing and spins around when disturbed (what was his routine in a tiny cage for years).
Follow more of his reabiliation since he'll have a 12 months project!
She is very loved :). Actually, even though I clean her after she's eaten, there are always a few leftovers to be found...
... besides the fact that he's a dog who's been thoroughly beaten and kicked and, no doubt, considered no more than agricultural product ...
he likes balls
he's got an overbite from bad breeding
he's got these monster muscles on his hips that are so alarmingly hard and huge that you'd think they were tumors ... what they are are humping muscles. this boy fathered a lot of pups.
he's got a hole in his ear ... yup, a hole. it's not huge but it's like the skin healed around something because any other kind of hole of this size would have healed shut. this healed around something ... i have to wonder if he once had an ear tag.
he really likes balls. even if it's kids playing soccer three yards over and he can't see them, he HEARS that ball and he wants it.
he doesn't know how to poo and pee when you let him out ... he'd rather hang out at the patio doors waiting for them to open again.
he's damn fucking cute.
he loves people even though he's terrified of them.
he loves dogs.
he walks perfectly on a leash ... a "correction" is nothing more than a wiggle of the leash. seriously. it's clear he was beaten to never challenge the leash ... so much so that i'm actually having to teach and encourage him go away from me to sniff good things.
sometimes he's gets too crazy-excited about the ball that he bites your hand ... but he's figuring out from my high-pitched "ow!"s that this isn't a good thing
he loves to cuddle.
so far he hasn't peed or pooed in the house but 90% of that is credited to our vigilance and crate training.
oh, and i did mention he likes balls?
Not only is Cookie traumatized by his past (it still affects hum today), but he also is an extra sensitive boy, which doesn't help. But I'm so glad he found a human that brings him the comfort and peace of mind he needs. Well, I'm kind of super sensitive too, so I guess that's why I get him ;).
Astro came to his "forever" home -- ours -- this week. He is a timid guy, we think he *saw a lot* during his three years in a puppy mill. We're taking it easy this first week, and giving him time to come out of his shell. Proud to report that within two days here, he taught himself how to climb up and down the slippery wood staircase. There's no lookin' back now, Astro.
Once you fall into rescue, there’s no turning back ❤️. My hubby was never a lover of tiny dogs, or cats. Even less those who looked or acted weird. When we met almost 19 years ago (ouch it hurts!), I had two cats and well, he loved them right away. Then we moved to the States and extended our furry family with small dogs (Wallace our Cavalier King Charles, Charlotte the mini Poodle and Elliott our very first rescue, theChihuahua who looked like a rat with plague). Of course, he loved them all as well. We had to move once again, back to Europe, where I decided to create this sanctuary for special needs dogs, many seniors coming from puppy mills, mostly Chihuahuas (like Muffin here). My hubby was always there to support this special calling, through the good and bad times. I now I'm lucky to have him, many guys would have probably left such a dog freak!
Our crazy life forced us to cross the Atlantic once again to end up in NYC, flying several times to bring the more extended family safely here. Today, he loves our tiny dogs more than beer (and that’s quite something!), especially because they are "weirdos" (like Gurky our blind Crested, some have behavioral issues, others health problems, some both) and wouldn’t change a thing!
Here’s to love and dedication, cheers!
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My mom had to put our family dog to sleep at the age of 17 just a few months ago. Just Saturday she drove 6 hours to save this little baby girl from a puppy mill. Her name is Lucy and she is now the newest furry member of our family. We are so excited to have her. She's the sweetest little ball of love I've seen in a long time :) I think she's here to stay ;)
When assembling dog beds, it's good to have a tester with a lot of napping experience. Jessie fits the bill.
I adopted Jessie from BARC (Brooklyn Animal Rescue Coalition) in 2005. She is my first canine companion ever and started me on the road to working with rescue dogs, first as a volunteer and now as a career. She's a very well traveled dog, having accompanied me on the national tour of The Producers and more cross-country drives than I care to admit, which she enjoys thoroughly. Here she's supervising the assembly of dog beds for Best Friends' puppy mill rescue at Pets Alive in 2007.
This is Mabel, an older blind dog who is very, very pregnant! She's in the office where everyone can keep an eye on her. Mabel is VERY friendly and in great spirits.
Ginger has a newfound confidence.
I adopted Ginger from the Best Friends puppy mill rescue at Pets Alive in 2007. She was one of the least socialized of the group and was frightened of everything she had never experienced before - which included groups of people, the outside, stairs, treats, noises... the list goes on. Since she came to live with me I have watched her confidence blossom and her mischievous, hammy personality come out.
This is Mabel, an older blind dog who is very, very pregnant! She's in the office where everyone can keep an eye on her. Mabel is VERY friendly and in great spirits.
Quick coffee break (@counterculturecoffee) at home with Betty White (a bichon frise) after dropping off the kid at school! She loves this time of day when the house is finally quiet:) We adopted her from a shelter in MD when she was 7 months. She was living in horrid conditions in a tiny cage at a puppy mill. Her feet are still sensitive from the wire. She became a certified therapy dog back in 2009 and spent most of her time visiting with hospice and assisted living patients. She is such a sweet soul with plenty of sass, just like her namesake. 📷@sundanceschnapps #bettywhite #coffeebreak #goldengirlsforever #adoptsontshop #puppymillrescue #therapydog / on Instagram www.instagram.com/p/BkcpizZnVPJ/
Butterscotch is one of the dogs rescued from a VA puppy mill by Pets Alive/Best Friends. I think she's pretty much the cutest thing ever.
Andy and I are fostering one of the (miniature) American Eskimos rescued from a puppy mill last week. We brought her home on Saturday evening. It's going to take more than a few days to be comfortable with us and, sadly, to learn how to be a dog.
Photos of Charlie, a 5 yr old Yorkie rescue. My brother and sister-in-law got Charlie about 6 months ago from a dog rescue agency. The dog rescue agency rescued Charlie from a puppy mill in PA. The puppy mill kept him in a wire pen for the first 4+ years of his life. He got no exercise or stimulation, social or other. When my brother and sister-in-law got Charlie, he could barely walk, was extremely weak due to muscular atrophy, and was virtually catatonic. Charlie still has a long way to go, but he is doing well on his long road to recovery.
Grandma's dog continues to fill out, fluff out and adapt to home life. She terrorizes my briard, loves flossies, eats voraciously of her raw + EVO mixture, goes on daily walks, is bathed once a week and spends a ridiculous amount of time giving my big dogs hell. :D I can't wait for the staining on her face/feet to grow out (the new hair is growing in snowy white) and we're slowly trying to push the quicks back in her VERY VERY VERY overgrown nails. But everything is progressing nicely and it's a joy to watch her enjoy life so fully these days.