Who has a good life? My rescue dog

IDK a week or so i was challenged to post something about my rescue dog. It was in a Political post I was accused of posting nothing but negative stuff...

A few years ago me and my wife bought and old farm house. Unlivable conditional really. paid 39grand cash money. 4.5 acres in the country.

I had no animals... I fixed the house up and a cat came. Big ol black cat, He bit me, I named him Rowdy. My house became a sanctuary and food source for feral cats.

I have had a kitten I found living in a hole in my foundation.... I call him fuzzy midget... he is healthy. he is like a maine coon... He is grown up now and every now and then comes in and sits on my lap.

Oh about my dog...

I dont know if you ever been to the dog pound/humane society?
All them dogs yipping and yapping.

My dog just lay there sad as hell

I have owned pure bred Rotts and not a fan of mixed breeds, but this guy was so sad I had to take him
he Is a rott mix... maybe german shepard? idk....

All the other other dogs just jump and bark.... and this poor fellow just lay there.
He been returned 3 times...

Thats my dog...
He goes outside with no fence ( I have a fenced yard) and comes in...
He is friends with my cats.... not too friendly though...
he is the best dog











idk .... somebody told me to write about my dog... so there it is

Got pics of the pup? Does he have a name?
Here is my rescue mutt Sasha.

a reply to: tinner07

Rescue dogs look sad but believe me, they are happy. Like my rescue :



We love him. He is happy.

a reply to: Trueman

We love him. He is happy.

Right?
Sasha is the spoiled Queen of the house and she knows it!

She earns it though, I pity the fool that would ever attempt to harm my wife or I.

Shhhh...she would kill them with licks.

a reply to: tinner07

I grew up with nothing but rescue dogs, never owned a "breed". Only had one that was unmanageable (his tail was improperly bobbed and it caused him major pain and mental issues).
Still get our pets from the pound, here is our newest member of the family Odin (and my son).

Rescue pups are special. They just are. It's wonderful you have taken in and cared for your cats and your rescue pup. Thanks for sharing your experiences--happy stories are a little hard to come by right now, especially on ATS.

a reply to: stosh64

My daughter was about 8 years old and told me the only thing she wanted for Christmas was a dog. I couldn't get it and it broke my heart.

Then, my wife got cancer, stage 4. We spent almost all we had in the treatment.

I knew how I could take the bitterness away from my daughter and make her smile again. But my rescue dog (Joey), came home not just for her. He stayed next to my wife at home when she came back from the hospital. Kids at school and I was working as I still do now, waking up at 02:40 and back home at 17:30.

Joey and my wife at home, crying and smiling together.

My dog is my hero. Yes, my wife still with me too. Wonder who rescued who.

a reply to: tinner07

Wonderful thread!

I have had many rescue pets, mostly cats. It's rewarding to know that you gave so many animals love and a chance at life. They each have their own unique story.

a reply to: tinner07

Awesome OP. Awesome story.

While I am not a dog owner (I'm a cat person), I have had dogs throughout my childhood, though no rescues.

My dad has, within the past decade, gotten a couple of rescue dogs. The first one was absolutely wild, named Summer. They took forever to *try* to train it, keep it from taking off, barking, etc, but it was just hyper and wild. But it loved my dad. Looked to be a pit mix of sorts, a big dog, and totally thought it was a lap dog. It was a good dog, just wild af. Eventually, when he moved back to the country, one day the dog didn't come back. They found it, it had been hit by a car. Broke my dad's heart.

So he eventually got another rescue. A white dog with blue eyes, name's Blue. This dog grew up and it's as big as a horse. The scardest dog I've ever seen, clumsy, but also one of the sweetest.

a reply to: tinner07
Good on you.
I Love my shelter/rescue/adopted boy, who is to the left. I made a more extensive reply in the thread above questioning why people feel the need to tell people that you have a rescue.

originally posted by: Trueman
a reply to: stosh64

My daughter was about 8 years old and told me the only thing she wanted for Christmas was a dog. I couldn't get it and it broke my heart.

Then, my wife got cancer, stage 4. We spent almost all we had in the treatment.

I knew how I could take the bitterness away from my daughter and make her smile again. But my rescue dog (Joey), came home not just for her. He stayed next to my wife at home when she came back from the hospital. Kids at school and I was working as I still do now, waking up at 02:40 and back home at 17:30.

Joey and my wife at home, crying and smiling together.

My dog is my hero. Yes, my wife still with me too. Wonder who rescued who.

I'm not 'gonna lie, that just got me right in the feels.

I wish your Wife a speedy recovery, and my best wishes to you all,

🍻

a reply to: Trueman

Wonder who rescued who.

Sometimes it's hard to tell.

Got pics of the pup? Does he have a name? Here is my rescue mutt Sasha.

a reply to: stosh64
I do have a few pics but can't upload them... My favorite pic is of my 3 year old granddaughter putting purple flowers under his collar and into his fur.

His name is Duncan. He is 5years. 85 lbs.