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Kai, the Three Legged Maltese/Chinese Crested Mix, Rescue (part 5)

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“He ran across two avenues with me chasing.

Luckily, he rain down a muse that was a dead end, because that was the only way I could have gotten him back.

He is a squirrel chaser, so I am scared to let him off leash.

Kai is so loving.

When he and I wake up in the morning he rolls over for me to pet his stomach.

I am just as glad to see him, as he is to see me.”

Kai, the Three Legged Maltese/Chinese Crested Mix, Rescue (part 4)

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“I just recently retired and having Kai gives me a routine and a schedule.

I still mourn the cat, and realize that Kai is not a substitute.

I used to get maybe 8,000 or 9,000 steps on my Fitbit, but now I get 10,000 by 2 pm.

He runs much faster than I do.

I know this, because he ran away from me twice in Rockaway.”

Kai, the Three Legged Maltese/Chinese Crested Mix, Rescue (part 3)

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“I was as nervous as could be.

Finally, I got the call, one and get the baby.

He was with his foster mom in Manhattan.

I picked him up and took him to Rockaway, and BAM, I had a puppy to take care of.

We moved to Manhattan in October and he has adjusted very well.

He loves the smells, but hates the noise.”

Kai, the Three Legged Maltese/Chinese Crested Mix, Rescue (part 2)

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“I went through Rescue Dogs Rock, while living in Rockaway.

They offered me a Maltese/Chinese Crested mutt with three legs who was one and a half years old.

I took him.

When I saw his photograph, I fell in love with his face instantly.

I applied for him, filled out a long form, had a phone interview and then had a house visit.

I was approved.”

Kai, the Three Legged Maltese/Chinese Crested Mix, Rescue (part 1)

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“My late husband and I had a cat and the cat was his beloved cat.

We had agreed when the cat passed away, we would get a dog.

My husband died three years ago and the cat died last summer.

I went online in late June looking for a rescue dog.

I wanted an adult poodle.”

 

Milo and Mr. Humbert, the delinquents (part 2)

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“That was 2011.

Bert was very attached to my college aged son and didn’t want to travel anymore.

Whenever he saw my suitcase he wouldn’t leave my son’s lap and made himself scarce during travel preparations.

I wasn’t really looking for another dog.

I knew my husband wouldn’t be thrilled, but I saw Milo at an adoption event at our pet store.  He was the exact same size as Mr. Bert, but with a very different personality.

We call Mr. Bert the mean mother because he’s always correcting other dogs.

We call Milo the perm puppy because he is always getting into trouble.”

Elmo & Frida, the California rescues (she said, part 3)

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“Before I moved here I got rid of a lifetime of stuff.

Six months after moving here my cat sitter came to see how the dogs were living and she cried from joy.

She was the one who had rescued them and couldn’t believe how far they had come.

The dogs love New York City.

They were invigorated as soon as they got their first whiff of the brisk November air.

The down side that immediately occurred for me, was that I stopped going to yoga at 9 a.m. because I am out walking the dogs.  But, I still getting exercise walking them.

Alternately, some of the best moments have been off leash in Central Park, on our morning and late night walks.

It’s complete joy.

Elmo just takes off and runs.  He is exuberant and loves running.

Frida had been abused so it’s a good chance for her to deal with her fear and interact with other dogs.

Having dogs brings me out too.  I am not a social person but I get out every day with them.

They bring me great joy.

Pets in general are a great part of my life.”

Frida and Elmo, the California rescues (she said, part 2)

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“They were starving to death and weighted two thirds of their current weight.

It took me a year to move and get them to adapt to living with my 2 cats.

I gave them about a month of gradual transition.

I started with baby gates in the hallway and gradually increased their space accessibility.  I took them on leash walks in the living room.

I also took them to two rounds of obedience training in Los Angeles.

I made two separate trips across the country– one with the cats and another with the dogs.  I thought it would be less stressful for all of us.

Once I got to New York City I moved into a studio and within a week it was fine.

Everybody found their corner.

I’ve been here 2 1/2 years and it’s been fine.”

Elmo & Frida, the California rescues (she said part 1)

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“Elmo and Frida were found abandoned and locked in a condo complex in South East Los Angeles during a 110 heat wave.

They had no food or water for a week and no-one paid any attention to them.

I had cats, and my cat sitter noticed them there because she had a client in that building.  She inquired about them and nobody knew anything.

She sent out an email to all of her clients in search of a home to see if someone could adopt them together because they were already so  bonded.

That same week I had decided to move to New York from a large house and a yard, to a studio apartment.

I decided to adopt them.”