Zack came into our lives almost 11 years ago.
While at a restaurant where we were celebrating a friends birthday,there was a cage with a sign that read free puppies.
when we went to be seated there were 3 and when we came out there was only one left and he had kicked his water bowl over (today my wife and I swear he did it on purpose)
My wife went to the bar and got him some more water and picked him up and I knew he was coming home with us,
We could not have children and I wanted to name him a good southern name so my wife said if she had been a boy her name would of been Zachary Taylor hence that is how zack got his name.
He was half lab and half huskie and my wife swear he was a little person in a dog suit.
The way he would look at us like he totally understood our every word.
I know every body thinks there dog is the perfect dog and Ive had dogs all my life but we never had to discipline Zack he never went to the bathroom in the house or chewed up anything,
He lived with us in the house and had a bed in our bedroom.
Two years later we got Klemintine half basset hound half American bulldog.
She on the other hand was typical puppy and hard headed is a understatement.
Zachary and Klemintine we buddies from the beginning to the end.
Zack died peacefully Thursday night around 11pm,
the three of us miss him and will always cherish his memory,
He brought sunshine into our lives and left a paw print on our heart forever.
Rest in peace baby

— David from Jacksonville, FL

We rescued Dukey about 9 months ago, when he was 3 months old. The rescue agency showed us a picture and said that if he didn’t get rescued immediately, he would be put down the next day. We got him home and it took a long time for him to get comfortable. Loud noises still send him under the bed.

We decided to get him a buddy, and went down to the rescue agency, and there was a new puppy that looked exactly like Dukey, only smaller. We adopted her, and called her MIni (as in Mini-me).

They are thick like thieves, rarely out of each others line of site. We got a crate, to house train Mini, and Dukey insists on wedging himself in, to sleep with her…

— Peter from Pacific Palisades, CA

I often hear the stories some of your listeners tell about their pets and it is amazing to me how much we love them.We had to put our 12 year old toy poodle asleep, today.He had Stage IV heart failure, in which fluid is not longer been pump effectively by the heart.Therefore, global edema ensues and respiratory and cardiac arrest is a possibility.We are all heart broken.I can now relate to the pain one can suffer when a love one passes away.He is my friend, my brother, my loyal companion.Justin lived a long life,we have great memories to share and remember him by. Justin I love you and rest in peace. May be one day we will all meet again somewhere in the after life. Thank you for all you brought to our lives.

— David from Bayside, NY

One day on a whim, I contacted a Pomeranian rescue to see if they had any dogs needing homes. The attendant said she knew of some pups needing homes, and put me in contact with a gentleman who said he had 3 half Japanese chin and 1/2 chihuahua pups in need of a family. My son and I, grabbed my 2 grown nieces, and all but flew to his house.
When he brought out the pups, they were so adorable! 2 were barking and full of life, but one was timid, shy, and the tiniest thing we had ever seen. We adopted her, and she became our Cha-cha Belle. My nieces fell in love with her brother and sister so they adopted them, so all the pups went to good homes that day. It was a good day.
That night we placed Cha-cha in her crate, and the next morning we rushed to get her out to play and she was almost lifeless….we could not get her to wake up. We rushed her to our vet and were told that she was so tiny that her body had trouble keeping her sugar regulated and that she was suffering from hypoglycemia. Miraculously, they were able to revive her, but she told us that we had a long road ahead of us and that we still may not be able to save Cha-cha Belle. We were determined that this pup would be saved, so we brought her home armed with instructions on how to treat her condition. Our vet advised us not to leave her alone in case she had an episode. If she became lethargic, we needed to rub Karo syrup on her gums to revive her, and that she must be fed by syringe every 2 hours, even overnight. She only weighed 1 1/3 pound at the time, but the vet said if we could get her past the age of 4 months and hr weight up to 2lbs, then she would probably outgrow the sugar issue and be fine.
For 2 solid months, I fed our cha-cha every 2 hours and she traveled everywhere with us. She was so tiny and sweet, that people gathered around her everywhere we would go, and the fact that I barely slept for 2 months is nothing.
This pup turned out to be such a blessing, and helped fill the void in our hearts after losing Tallulah Belle. I am happy to say, that our Cha-cha Belle is 6 moths old, weighs 2 pounds, and is as strong as a tiny little ox.
Her personality is as big as a mountain, and the expression on her little face makes her appear to be smiling all the time. We are in love with this animal!
We may have thought we were rescuing her from the shelter, but in fact, Cha-cha Belle wound up rescuing us.

— Donrae from Sand Springs, OK

I got Samson in Jan 2007. He is a standard pischer that was abused and abandoned and we had adopted from a rescue group. Sam is 50 lb now, the weight for a large male of his breed, he was  28 lb when we got him. When we got Sam he was emaciated, covered with scars, sores, and with fur missing all over his body from malnutrition. Sam had never been in a house before, didn’t understand stairs or affection, and didn’t trust people at all. It took the better part of 2 years to rehabilitate Sam, he is now the best trained, and most affectionate of our 3 dogs. Support rescue organizations and your local no-kill shelters.

— Jason from St. Ann, MO

Today, Our rescue boy, Reggie crossed over the rainbow bridge. He was the most loving and precious baby boy that I have ever known. He was a boy that was left for dead on the steps of the Huntsville, Al human society. He was hurt so badly that his complete back part of his body was broken (hips, legs, back, ribs, tail) while hit in the head. What is amazing is that he was a champion show dog before his terrible treatment. He was a fighter the whole way, even when he lost the use of his back legs a week ago. We had to carry him out to go potty and carry him in the house. he just last night, drug himself down the hall to bed, so that he could that he could be near us. He last night started having seizures and we called the vet who told us what to do to help him. I knew this morning that he was going to cross over the rainbow bridge, but it is still hard as I keep looking for him and wanting to go in and hold him. He never complained as when we were holding him, nor when we had to pick him up from outside. He fought to stay alive, but God must have thought that it was better to have him in heaven with all the other babies, including sprite as he went fighting. He was a great Mama’s boy who loved to lay behind my arm especially in the winter, to sleep and keep warm. We rescued Reggie as you rescued sprite and we are planning on rescuing another baby daschand. We love and miss him so much already and I know that it isn’t looking like it will get better before it gets worse. My Reggie boy, I miss him and my heart hurts a lot.

— Sarah of Portland, TN