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Zoe's First Night (February 2002)
Zoe's First Night (February 2002)

Hi Frances,

Here are some pictures from Zoe's first night in our home. We sure have enjoyed her. She's a bundle of affection.
Letter from Vinny (January 2002)
Letter from Vinny (January 2002)

Hi Melisa!

I wanted to let you know how I'm doing. I love my new home! I have my own crate and they even allow me to sleep on the bed. I have some new brothers and sisters, too. I kind of ignore the cats, but me and Logan are great pals! We run laps around the house and in the backyard. Logan's kind of slow, so I out lap her a couple of times. I'm keeping in shape, though. My new mom takes me for walks around the neighborhood on my cool new leash. We power walk! I have lots of new toys that I hide under the bed so Logan can't steal them. I know I should learn to share, but I'm not ready for that! Sometimes I go to work with my new dad, and they say I'm going on payroll! I'm moving up in the world; I even caught a mouse in a storage room (though everyone was kind of grossed out). Anyway, I really like it here and I stick to my new mom like glue! She takes me for lots of rides in the car! I'm sending a picture of me, and one of Logan, too. I'm sorry she's sticking her tongue out at you; she thought she was being funny! Well, keep in touch!

Miss you!
Vincent (aka Vinny)

P.S. I love snow!!!!
Dry Wall Kitty (December 2001)
Dry Wall Kitty (December 2001)

Since I know everyone at Chatham Animal Rescue thrives on a happy ending, I'll share the latest update on Dry Wall Kitty!

To recap, Dry Wall Kitty was found dry-walled into a house under construction and had a PCV of 16 (normal is 35). She was so severely anemic that the vet had never seen anything that low unless it was a terminal condition. Four days after initial reading Dry Wall Kitty was at 20 and had gained a full pound. All blood results came back negative for cancer. Vet was still extremely guarded about prospects.

Two weeks later, Dry Wall Kitty weighs 7 pounds (up from 3 1/2) and has....drum roll please...a PCV of 31. Dry Wall Kitty is now a fully certified, vaccinated, loving, inquisitive, energetic, 'Cat'. As the vet said, 'I wish this cat could talk, I would love to hear her story!' I think I did the dance of joy right there in the examination room. I never dreamed of anything this good.

Dry Wall Kitty now has a name. Victoria...Tori...as in Torrey Homes, where she was found. She even has a home, a permanent one. My boyfriend adopted her after taking care of her for two weeks while I was travelling. My evil plan worked - impossible to spend two weeks with a cat on your lap and not want to keep it!

And yes, Prudence (now Heidi), a wonderful adoptee from your organization, is sitting on my lap, purring.

Wishing everyone at Chatham Animal Rescue the merriest of Christmases. You folks do good work! Attached is a photo of the now healthy Tori.

Sincerely,

Suzanne Cross
Lonnie's Fated Home (September 2001)
Lonnie's Fated Home (September 2001)

To all,

Lonnie has been adopted by a wonderful couple, in an adoption story with more twists and turns than a Hitchcock movie. I received an application for Lonnie from Gail, who after speaking with her, turned out to be my grammar school friend in NJ. We haven't seen or spoken to each other in 30+ years. We learned we have a tremendous amount in common, probably more than in grammar school (although I doubt we'll be having any more slumber parties!)

Gail took Lonnie for the weekend, worrying slightly about her husband, who claimed he doesn't think it's time yet to get a second dog. He pouted all night Friday, cuz he thought Gail was sneaking Lonnie in (she was!). Saturday Gail went to visit her good friend, Jill, and took Lonnie with her. Jill and her husband David fell in love with Lonnie immediately. Jill had a golden retiever who died in her arms of blissful old age several years ago. David and Jill met right before the dog died. He has never had a dog. When Gail was visiting, David and Lonnie were stretched out on the floor, alternately exchanging kisses.

They wanted to keep Lonnie right then and there, but Gail told them it wasn't her decision. Well, I spoke with them last night and they are a dream couple. Jill is a therapist, and works out of her home. They have a big house and a huge fenced in yard. They love to go on long walks together. As soon as they knew I would let them keep Lonnie, they called Petsmart to see if they were still open - They didn't want Lonnie to go another minute without her own bed, bowl, toys, new collar and lead, etc., etc., etc. (I don't know why they bought the bed, I know where Lonnie's gonna end up sleeping). When they go out of town, Lonnie will stay with Gail.

Two other couples who are also friends of Gail's wanted Lonnie too. I think we may have to appoint Gail the CARE 'recruiter'. These couples both have dogs, and are thinking of another - I told Gail to send them our way!

Whether you're religious or not, you have to admit that some kind of fate played into this adoption!

Pam
Molly the Lab Finds a Home (September 2001)
Molly the Lab Finds a Home (September 2001)

Molly is doing great. She is already a full-fledged member of the Bookhout family. She has definitely worked her way into everyone's heart, except maybe our bird's. They are still working things out a little. Not on Molly's part. Molly would like to make friends, but Fluffy is somewhat reluctant, batting her wings and opening her beak as if to attack. Molly shows good judgment and doesn't push her way.

My son and husband came home Monday night and both instantly fell for her. My son has taken her for a long walk every day. My husband hasn't even complained when she has jumped on our bed every morning to wake me up. That means he likes her as well.

She is sleeping with Megan. She stays up with me until about 11:30 and then she lets me know she wants to go up to bed. I take her out and she runs upstairs and sits outside Megan's door until I let her in. Then up she goes on the bed and just settles nicely. Most of the time she doesn't even wake Megan up.

She has also figured out the sound of the school bus and runs to the door when she hears it. Unfortunately, it stops twice by our house (earlier for the elementary school kids) so she's a little confused why Megan doesn't come in at that time. She will learn soon I am sure.

On her housebreaking skills she is still working. With the run of the whole house I have found a few piddles. I have then realized these occur when she hasn't been out for a few hours and someone tries to get her excited to play with them. It is really the kids that I am now trying to train, so they won't get her excited right after a nap, but will take her out first. I have no doubts it will all work out.

Thanks for fostering her so well. She is very lovey and just precious.

Thanks again,

Lynne
Sonic Boom (August 2001)
Sonic Boom (August 2001)

Frances,

We are just in love with our little Sonic! What a sweet puppy. He seems to be adjusting quite well. He didn't eat too well for the first couple of days and I was a little worried about that. He ate all of his breakfast this morning though and seems to be doing a little more exploring in the back yard. The poor thing has had so many visitors that we have had to limit them so that he can get some naps in! ha ha ha

The trip home [to Indiana, from North Carolina] was great. He slept in the crate and did not whine at all. They stopped every two - three hours and all were happy to get home. He has been sleeping in his crate at night and whines for about 10 - 15 minutes, but then goes to sleep and does not whine again until someone goes downstairs in the morning (usually around 7:00). He met our neighbor's dog and was very well behaved and a little timid.

By the way, did you know that he is REALLY afraid of balloons? Janie got one from a birthday party and he would not even come inside when that balloon was around. It is amazing that he does not jump or scratch or nip at all. He just comes up and sits at our feet until we start to pet him. Then he immediately wants his tummy scratched.

I know it must be hard for you to let these little guys go after caring for them and getting to know them, but be assured that he is getting lots of love, attention and good care. I am taking him to the vet this week for a check-up, and a skin check. He is awfully itchy, but I have not seen any flees. The vet said that the dose of 'frontline' that you gave him on 8/1 should have taken care of any fleas. He seems to have some scabs on his chest so maybe he has some type of dermatitis or something. I am anxious to get him into training because there is no telling what he is capable of! We will ask our vet who he recommends this week.

Janie and Kevin really enjoyed meeting you and seeing your farm. Janie has not stopped talking about the horses! I think I will have to draw the line at that purchase. ha ha Hope all is well with you and we will send you a picture of Sonic in several weeks so that you can see how he is doing. Thankyou so much for all of your volunteer work for the Shelter and for entrustingus with our little guy - we love him!

Take care, Dana
Bebop Settles In (July 2001)
Bebop Settles In (July 2001)

Hi Ms. Curie,

Do you remember me? You let me adopt Bebop. I'm writing to tell you how Bebop is doing. Bebop is the greatest kitten and we all love him. We took him to the vet at the end of July and he got a rabies shot. He had ear mites, but Dr. Bailey took care of that and let me see them under the microscope. Bebop sees Dr. Bailey on Monday Aug. 27th and gets his distemper shot. Then on September 13th he gets nutered. Bebop will be happy when he doesn't have to go to see Dr. Bailey anymore, because he really doesn't like it. Thunder plays with Bebop and lets him get on his back. Simba is getting old and just lays there. Bebop likes to get on top of the bird cage and watch Bubbles and Buttercup. Bubbles will get in the swing and talk to him. Bebop naps in Mom's lap everyday from 4 to 5 while she watches trading spaces. Bebop likes to watch ESPN sportscenter with Dad. Bebop sleeps with me every night. Jake sleeps with me some nights so we can share Bebop. Jake likes to play ball with Bebop. That's all I can think of right now. I'm real tired of typing but wanted to thank you for picking me and to tell you I love Bebop and we are taking real good care of him.

Sincerely, Derek Watson
Letter from Clarice (June 2001)
Letter from Clarice (June 2001)

This is Clarice-

I am just writing you and telling you how much fun I am having! Yesterday after I got home I met the other two dogs. Lacie was really yappy and I did not like her at first, but we are now friends. Then I met Corey, the older one. He did not like me at first but now he just acts like I am not even here.

I had to get a flea bath because I was real itchy. I did like drinking the hose water - it was real fun. Then, I went inside the house and looked around. Everything looked and smelled sooo different. Next, I got to go next door and meet the three dogs over there - they were really nice to me. Later that night, I went to Lake Johnson for a walk with the whole family. I even got to play in the water at the dam, and got really wet. Afterwards, we came home and had to go to bed.

I had to sleep in Erin's bathroom, but she put a baby gate up so I could see out. I cried a little bit because I missed all my friends, but I was soon dead asleep.

I have only gone to the bathroom in the house once, and that was yesturday. I have been good today. Today I had to go visit the vet. It was alright. At first I had to go to the isolation room, because I was coughing at the house. Then my parents left and I had to stay for like an hour - boy was I scared! Finally, a lady came and got me out, and I was sooo happy. I got put in a little room with my parents, and a guy named Dr. Holman came in and looked at me. I was healthy except one thing - I had a little bit of kennel cough. So we finished talking and I got to go home. I have to take medicine for one week - while I have not had any yet, I am not sure I will like it. I also got my Heartguard today - I would not eat the whole thing, so they had to break it up. It didn't taste that bad. Unfortunately, I have to be by myself for five days because I am contagious. So, I am living on the screened in porch. It is not that bad and Erin said I still get to sleep in her room with her.

I really don't like my food very much - I did not eat yesturday but Erin got me some wet food and mixed it with my dry this morning, and I ate it all up. It was pretty good. I am learning how to sit right now, and I am really good. I am also learning how to lay down, roll over and offer my paw. It is hard work but i get a lot of good treats! I have to go now - Erin is going to take me on a walk. I will talk to you later. Tell all my friends I said 'Hi', and tell Wags (my brother) that I miss him alot!

Love, Clarice
Tobi's New Home (May 2001)
Tobi's New Home (May 2001)

Hi, its me, Tobi (formerly Brenda). I just wanted to write you and tell you about my new home. I am very happy here. I have learned so much in two days. I have learned to go up and down steps, both open deck steps and indoor stairs.

Ilyse and John took me to Falls Lake and I learned how to swim. John said I am a natural. I was such a smooth swimmer that I didn't even splash. I am learning how to retrieve and play ball. I don't quite have the hang of it yet, but it's fun learning. I get to run and jump a lot. We have gone on long walks everyday. I have smelled the entire neighborhood. Did you know there are lots of geese and ducks here in my back yard lake? I am FASCINATED by them, and if they didn't keep me on a stupid leash, I could chase them all.

I have been a good girl in the house. I have not messed anywhere or chewed anything I'm not supposed to. Not that I have much chance since I'm watched so closely, but I have lots of chew toys and pigs ears. I sleep in a crate in Ilyse and John's room and I have only cried once---that was when they made me go to bed before they did. I also have a crate downstairs that I have to stay in when they go places, but I like it because its open on the sides and I can look out the window.

I don't care too much for my puppy chow but will eat it if Ilyse adds cheese or corn bread to it. I have found that I love licking out the bottom of the yogurt container,especially if there is still some cereal mixed with it.

All in all , I am a very happy pup and my humans love me as much as I love them. Thanks for taking care of me until I found my home. John told me I get to visit you when they have to go out of town and I am excited about that. Well, I have to go. We are going somewhere in the car today. I don't know where, but I am sure I will learn something new. Say hello to Wags, Willie and Tess for me. I hope they end up as lucky as I did.

Will keep you up on my progress.
Love, Tobi
International Adoption (April 2001)
International Adoption (April 2001)

Hello From Ontario!

Briefly, I am Reno's adoptive mom and Holly Stafford's sister. Reno lives with Gary and I in Hamilton, Ontario with his 'sister' Star (Newfoundland/Rotweiller cross), an orphaned wild rabbit, Danni, 2 guinea pigs - Chubaka and Scooter, a cockatiel named Lukey and the oldest Gizmo, my horse. He's old enough now and has moved out to his own place. (Oh yeah, we have a large aquarium of tropical fish that has provided my baby with several hours of captive enjoyment.) Reno has graduated from Puppy School. He is developing into the most beautiful, intelligent and wonderful little young man. I still can't believe how much in love I was when I saw his picture on your web site in February. Attached is Reno's 6 months portrait. I keep in touch with Francis Haman and of course, Holly. We will keep you posted on CARE's first international adoption which is a RESOUNDING success. I wanted to thank all of you for my little angel and for your efforts to help these wayward kisses from God. Keep up the great work.

Hugs and Kisses

Kym and Reno
Dallas: A Concrete to Carpet Story (March 2001)
Dallas: A Concrete to Carpet Story (March 2001)

There he sat. Not quite a year old yet, and tied to an old disabled car on a concrete pad. Dallas was quite a handsome fellow, and very smart, but no one seemed to appreciate that anymore. When he was just a little pup, his people put a collar on him, but had forgotten to make the collar bigger as he grew. It was now embedded in his neck, and was pretty painful.

Two very special women who lived nearby saw Dallas, realized what was happening, and immediately took him to the veterinarian who surgically removed the collar, stitched his neck, and neutered him while she was at it.The neighbors paid to have all of Dallas' medical work done. When they returned him to the owners and asked if they might find a new home for him, the owner refused, and again, Dallas was tied out on that concrete pad. The neighbors visited him daily to bring him water, and even brought him a doghouse so he wouldn't have to sit out in the hot sun and bad weather.

Time passed, and the neighbors continued to plead with the owner to release him so he could be placed in a loving home. Finally, the owner agreed. These wonderful neighbors, who are surely angels in disguise, called CARE and arranged for Dallas to be placed in foster care while he awaited a new home. Dallas fit right in to his foster family, and got along just great with all the other pets there. Everyone loved him, and he really enjoyed spending time with his foster family.

On his first visit to Adoption Day at PetSmart, Dallas stole the show. He was by far the most handsome guy there, and was certainly the most congenial! Several families were interested in adopting him and it was certain that he'd have a new 'forever home' by the end of the day. Just a few minutes before packing up to leave PetSmart that day, a very nice lady strolled by with her young son, David. It was love at first sight! David kneeled down by Dallas, put his arms around him, and we all knew it was a perfect match. The next day, Dallas went to David's house to meet the rest of his new family. Dallas is now a very special member of a wonderful family who all love him very much.

Dallas certainly came a long way from that hard concrete pad thanks to his own very special angels!
'Sophie': Greek for Wisdom (February 2001)

We named her Sophie, from the Greek word for wisdom, because we knew we had none.

The Animal Control officer called us and left a message on our voice mail. She had heard we rescued dachshund mixes, and this dog was on 'death row.' Could we come?

It took my husband, Louie, and me fifteen minutes to get there.

We went to the back of the shelter and rang the buzzer. A frazzled young woman let us in, and led us to a little, starved, obviously dachshund/beagle mix, black and tan, scruffy pup, with a perpetual squint. She was gentle and hopeless, except to us.

We gave an immediate 'yes' to the officer, who told us how grateful she was to be able to save one more dog. Her eyes swimming with tears, she told us that she was the one who's job it was to euthanize the dogs. She wondered if God would forgive her, because she didn't want to kill a single dog. Surely God would understand that she was doing the 'dirty work' of those who were not responsible enough to spay and neuter their pets. I put my arms around her and told her I was certain God understood.

Because of state law, we had to wait five days before we could pick Sophie up. We made arrangements with our vet and bought her a crate and all the other pet things that she would need. The day arrived, snowy and cold, but my husband made the trek for Sophie, and took her to the vet for shots and an exam. The spay would take place three weeks later, to givethe Parvo shot time to immunize her. There was nothing else remarkable, except that Sophie was either coming into or out of heat. She came home to an excited foster family.

Sophie scooted around terrified, squint-eyed, and unsocialized. She had food issues with the other dogs, but was otherwise gentle and scared. We were certain that with love, patience, non-violent discipline, food and rest, she would 'come around.'

We had no idea of the things to come.

The next day, we discovered she had tape worms. The vet was pretty sure that she had never been treated. Wire worms were also detected. All three dogs had to be treated.

On Wednesday, we noticed that Sophie sneezed a lot. By Sunday, she was coughing, and Happy Dog, my precious mini-dachshund was wheezing, sneezing, and running a fever. Our adoptee, Jesse, an Australian heeler-shepherd cross, was experiencing a running nose and drooled all over everything.

Happy was running a fever! I turned from a thoughtful, intelligent, even educated woman, into a hysterical 'Please God, Don't Let Him Die!' nut. A very kind, tired, patient vet told me to 'come on down,' and she diagnosed 'kennel cough.' Sophie was the carrier. Again, all three dogs had to be treated.

After another week, we noticed that Sophie's teats were swelling. We were certain that she was pregnant. How far along, no one could guess. That night Sophie went into labor. I was awake with her all night, praying.

The next day, the vet gave us the 'this is going to be expensive to save her or euthanize her' speech. She was in spontaneous abortion, with a life threatening infection. Putting her down would be the wise thing to do, but then remember, we named her 'Sophie' because we have no wisdom.

It's been ten days and Sophie will have her stitches out tomorrow. She'll take her last antibiotic tonight.

Right now, Sophie is in her crate lounging atop her 'Beauty and the Beast' blanket. We think it's appropriate for such a beautiful and valuable dog.
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