|Pumpkin and family|
Our beloved dog, Ginger, died on October 23, 2012 after being a member of the family for over 12 years. She was a rescue dog and we loved her very much. When she died, we were devastated and never thought we could have another dog.
We started volunteering at the Humane Society, trying to heal ourselves and help other animals at the same time. We did this for about several weeks. Finally we saw a little white puppy named Maple and asked ourselves if we could love her. We needed a day to think about it.
The next day, we went back to make Maple ours. The staff told us she had already been adopted!! We started to leave, once again, with heavy hearts, when one of the staff asked, "don't you want to see the little brown one?" She then explained that a little brown puppy was in seclusion waiting to be spayed. We shrugged our shoulders and reluctantly followed her.
When we saw the little brown one, we all started to cry. She looked just like Ginger!! The staff member smiled and said, "we call her Gingersnap." We knew it was meant to be, but renamed her Pumpkin.
We've have had Pumpkin for a year and a half and she has been the best dog in the world. We love her like we never thought we could. And we are ever so grateful to the staff member who asked, "Don't you want to see the little brown one?"
My success story is Shorty-my beautiful black and grey tabby who I adopted from the Human Society in June of last year.I saw him on Petfinder and instantly fell in love with his gorgeous face. You were in search of a foster home for him as he had the tendency to bite when taken in and out of his cage: he was obviously stressed and not doing well in a shelter environment.
He is one of the most unique cats I have ever owned and I have had a lot! He still bites now and then but I know it is just part of who he is. It doesn't matter though as honestly I love him more than just about any pet I have ever had. We have a very special bond and I can happily say he will be my baby for the rest of his life: he never has to worry about being in a cage again. He is so happy-he loves his food, sitting on my screened in front porch and playing with his toys. Thank you for letting me adopt him-it was one of the best decisions I ever made.