The missus and I are off to West Virginia this morning to pick up a dog.
We had not planned to get another dog. We lost our beloved Sukros at the end of May after her struggle with cancer. She was 13 years and five months old. She was a rescue in a sense, born to a stray who wandered into my wife's monther's yard. She was adopted by a friend who could not spend much time with her. My wide offered to let her come over during the day to spend time with her other rescue dog, Roscoe. (http://www.cyburbia.org/forums/showt...p?39868-Roscoe) She never left. When she passed we said we needed time to mourn the sweetest girl who ever lived.
Then by chance I stumbled across a dog available for adoption. Her face reminded me so much of our little girl that I had to click the link. After reading the story I had to pass it along to my wife, who immediately decided we needed to save her. Cocoa has spent most of her 3 1/2 years chained to a tree. She has never been allowed in the house and does not receive any attention from the people who had her. At least when the rescue group approached them they decided to give her up so that she will have a chance to be loved.
At first the rescue group did not want to adopt to us because we were not in the area. We persisted, calling every rescue group and shelter in the region. One listened to our story and became convinced that it would be a good thing for her to go to our home. They interceded, and a board member took up our cause. It took about a week for them to maneuver and find a way for us to adopt. So today we are undertaking the 800 mile drive and tomorrow she will be ours!
Our current border collie/lab mix, Luke, came from a shelter. He is the gentlest and certainly the smartest dog I have ever known. Maybe I am biased by good experiences. Rescue dogs just always seem to be so good and loving. The only challenge is just adopting one, when there are so many wonderful dogs in need of good home.