This past winter (2006), GSRNE
received a call for help for an extremely sweet senior who had been dumped at a
shelter in Rhode Island. She was considered un-adoptable due to her age (13-14 years old)
and inability to walk well. Animal Control said that although they didn't want
to euthanize her,
her chances were slim to none of someone adopting her and they
didn't want to see her stressed
and suffering. She had been picked up off the
streets just after Christmas, and had an unknown history. One of our
members had helped us with seniors a number of times in in the past, and we were
delighted that she could work with us again by giving this old girl a home to
enjoy what time
she has left.
Here is her story
in pictures. We know you'll fall in love with her just like we have.
"Can you believe that I was once a cherished little puppy?"
"WAIT, are you lookin' at ME?!!"
"Why is it that as we grow older and wiser, we become LESS valued and
appreciated?"
"I guess some people are just more accepting than others."
"Just like some canines are too."
"The time has come to say goodbye. See ya!"
"They told me I'm heading to live the rest of my days in a palace."
"Some palace!"
"Four little steps but feels like forty."
"Ah, to be young again."
"My new mom is a great cook!"
"Mum, she's a measly 54 pounds. She could probably stand to gain about 10 more."
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"This is quite the concrete jungle which is a nightmare for me to walk on.
Luckily mom threw the wheelbarrow in the car at the last minute."
"Listen, I'm an old debilitated woman with lots of aches and pains.
Just give me some aspirin so I can get back to my palace, please."
"Excuse me, is this where we check out?"
"I met my cousin Melissa a few days ago."
"Millie, you're so sweet and gentle, it's very easy to love you.
"You definitely have a friend in me, Millie."
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"Good food and medical care, lots of friends to love and protect me, not to
mention
my own beautiful comfy bed.
What did I do to become such a cherished princess,
and at this age?!"
Note from Millie's new mom:
Just a
quick story about my niece, Melissa, pictured above with Millie. She and I
didn't celebrate Christmas this year with so much going on, but I had promised
her a gift sometime in January. When I picked her up a few nights ago, I told
her I had a small surprise at the house (although I didn't have Christmas on
my brain). She begged me from the back seat to tell her what it was, started
to ask if I had wrapped it, how big was it, etc. I tried to explain that the
surprise was not her Christmas present.
Well, we pulled into the driveway and she jumped out and ran to the door. She
was dying to see her dog Sally again and to search for the surprise. As the
door opened, she spotted Millie in the crate, and ran over to meet her closer.
After about 60 seconds, she started jumping up and down screaming, "You got me
a dog for Christmas, that's why you couldn't wrap it....I love her...I love
her....she's so sweet and gentle...can she sleep with me and Sally in my new
room?....now you have two dogs and I have two dogs...this one is going to be
easy to walk, because she's so nice and gentle....oooh, she's kissing me, I
have to teach her not to kiss the fingers I suck on, but she can kiss my other
hand, here Nellie, I love you Nellie (I couldn't get a word in to correct the
name for her).
Well, Melissa had made my day. At four years old, she loves and respects the
older dogs. She had a thousand questions about where she came from, how could
anyone throw her away, etc. This child will help transform the next generation
not to mention she knows every one of my buttons already to win me over....
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