Michi's Story
I’ve always known that when the time was right to get a dog of my own, adoption would be the way to
go. During my online puppy search I came across Blue Dog’s website and scrolled through the pictures of rescued dogs. I stopped briefly on a picture of a green-eyed blonde named “Curtsey” and was immediately touched by her story. In her short life she’d already experienced tremendous abuse and neglect at the hands of humans, but I was wary of contacting Blue Dog because this particular puppy was labeled a “pit bull mix”. I’m embarrassed to say that I believed all the stereotypes about pit bulls being aggressive, dangerous dogs and I didn’t want to take a chance on a “bully breed”. I know now that I couldn’t have been more wrong. Days went by and my search for a dog continued, but I still felt a connection to that pup from Blue Dog. On a whim, I contacted the puppy’s foster mom and set up a meeting for the following week. The moment Curtsey and I met I knew she was supposed to be mine no matter what breed she may be. The rest, as they say, is history. Curtsey was renamed “Michi” after my favorite Mexican cocktail (michilada) and two weeks after we met, her adoption became final. My life changed within a matter days; my daily routine now revolved around potty breaks, muddy paws and shredded dog toys. I knew I would love any dog that I ended up with, but I never imagined the kind of love I have for Michi. She is my running partner, my protector, my flip-flop thief, my alarm clock and my constant companion. She is also a champion cuddler and a peanut butter fanatic. I know I was meant to find Michi, or maybe she was meant to find me. Either way, I can’t imagine her belonging to anyone else and I’ll be forever grateful to Blue Dog for giving her a second chance when no one else would. |
Wiley now
We just wanted to give you an update on our boy and thank you again for bringing him to us. He is a perfect fit for our family and we have since gotten him a sister that he loves. Really, we can't imagine our family without him. He's the perfect hiking, biking, walking, and fishing partner and is so sweet to everyone. We are in a house now and he is LOVING the backyard! I'm sure you remember how shy he was - he quickly got over that. It helped that the 2nd dog we adopted is so outgoing and showed Wiley a few things. Anyways, I attached some pictures for you to see Wiley now and thank you so much again! And please thank everyone at blue dog rescue for all you/they do.
-Suzie and Jon |
Lucky Louie now
Meet our Lucky Louie……..Mr. Louis to his close family.
Louie was found in a junk yard with his two sisters. They were abandoned there with no food or water for a couple weeks before Blue Dog Rescue found them and took them in. They had mange all over their bodies; severely dehydrated and malnourished. After a few days of recovery, Louis’ two sisters died of Parvovirus. This disease being highly contagious, Blue Dog Rescue was expecting the worse and that little Louie would not make it. Days went by and Louie grew stronger and after final examination, he was healthy and without disease.
My wife found him first and it was just a picture of a baby pup with the biggest brown eyes on the Blue Dog Rescue website. She fell in love with him. After our 4 year old lab, Razor, died from Diabetes a few months before, she showed me Louis and we had to adopt.
Our 9 year old, Blackjack, was missing his brother Razor and ask us for another baby brother, so we introduced him to Louie. They became best friends right off. Louie followed Blackjack everywhere and would nip at him and bite his ears. Blackjack is so patient with him, correcting him occasionally. Blackjack is always keeping an eye on him as a big brother should.
Today, Lucky Louie is a beautiful healthy lab, with a loving family. Thank you Blue Dog Rescue for saving him. |
Tripod now
A few months ago my husband, John, and I were pet-less empty-nesters heading down to Austin and hear some good music. Being fans of Terri Hendrix, we heard that she would be playing an afternoon set at a club called Ginger Man. So, off we went, completely unaware that our lives would soon be altered forever.
Ginger Man's patio was packed with happy people and even happier dogs! Initially, we thought that this club must be a Dog Bar?why not? It's Austin, right? We soon found out that the Ginger Man was hosting a fund-raiser for a group called the Blue Dog Rescue. As miracles would have it, we managed to slog through the crowd and find seats right by the stage, front and center.
John and I were grooving on the ambience, the beer, the music, and even the dogs. Then, between music sets, a trembling battered chocolate lab was brought onto the stage. This brave puppy had survived being hit by a car and virtually left to die. His shattered jaw had been wired together; his right hind leg and hip had been freshly amputated. Inspired by the song Puppy Love, Lisa from Blue Dog Rescue had named him Donny Osmond.
And, when that dog turned to look our way, a feeling of love, unlike we'd ever known before, is precisely what we felt.
I experienced a sweeping physical reaction, like Cupid bazooka-ed an arrow straight into my heart. Tears streamed down my face. I told my husband and said, "I think I have to have that dog." He said he was just thinking the same thing. So adopt him, we did, and we've never been happier.
We changed his name to Tripod with a nick name of 'Try', which suits his spirit perfectly. He is now about a year old, strong, intuitive, and charming. At the Premiere Animal Hospital in Round Rock, he is treated like a rock star. Dr. Daigle and his committed crew saved his life, for which we are eternally grateful. Under the expert guidance of Margaret Johnson CPDT, The Humaner Trainer, Tripod has successfully completed five gold star sessions of behavior training. And, most of all, because of the caring Blue Dog Rescue organization, he is living large! Thank you, everyone.
Today healthy Tripod delights in his daily walks, Sunday romps at the Georgetown dog park, and fetching his rubber ball in the back yard. He's a cheerful fellow, never meeting a stranger. Tripod is the perfect companion, a lover of children, a loyal and devoted friend. Oh . . . the power of puppy love.
Love and Licks,
Debbie and Tripod
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