Wow...I am so psyched to see so many rescue situations...
I got Tex when I moved to Massachusetts from a no kill shelter call Neads...which is actually an organization that raises/trains/teams assistance dogs...kinda cool. They send out a newsletter that I still get 10 years later.
Then came Georgia. I had moved to Cinti to go back to school, and taken Tex in for a vet visit. I had made an off hand comment to the vet tech that I wanted another b/w..since I was going to be in school so much, Tex 'needed' a friend. A week later she called and said, "We found a friend for Tex".
Then Tennessee came from the school my mom teaches at...he was on the playground, being abused by the kids. I was studying for finals..and mom called...away I went.
Alabama and Dakota were from my girlfriend who rescued their mom -a deaf all white female in the middle of a rain storm on a highway...nice, huh? I said, offhandly (something I must stop doing).. "I will take any b/w mommy has"..SHE HAD TWO!
Minnesota came as a result of that same friend. Her boyfriend said "there is this cat at a shelter that looks like it belongs to Tenny and Dakky (uh, they are both males, and much older- so how does he think they 'belong' to T and D?). I went, I saw, I have.
I would do it all again...and probably would have bought a bigger house!![]()
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