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Today I Held a Mill Dog in My Arms I named her Clover on Saturday. She had a big spot shaped like a cloverleaf on her side and I knew she was lucky to be out of that puppy mill in West Virginia, so it seemed like a fitting name. How sad that she was already 3 years old and just now getting a name for the first time. Today she belly crawled to me as she has since I brought her home to foster her. She pressed herself flat against the sofa as I softly stroked her head and told her what a good, brave girl she is. This time I tried reaching for her and she didn't flinch. I carefully picked her up and laid her on my chest and she snuggled her little head in the hollow between my neck and shoulder, sighed deeply, and went to sleep.I felt tears running down my face. I don't know if I was crying because such a simple thing like cuddling a dog shouldn't be such a miracle, or because I felt honored she trusted me enough to allow me to hold her and love her. Maybe I was grateful that she was still able to trust a human after the unthinkable neglect she suffered the first 3 years of her life. Perhaps I was just relieved to know she might some day be a normal dog able to accept and give love. Maybe it was all of the above. As I sat there on my sofa holding this beautiful bundle of love, she started to snore in my ear. Loudly. I wanted to laugh out loud with joy that she felt so safe in my arms that she could relax deeply enough in sleep to snore. I didn't dare laugh for fear it would scare her. I just continued to stroke her and talk softly to her. Today I held a mill dog in my arms and I truly believe that with patience and love, this sweet girl is going to lead a normal, happy life as someone's treasured companion. Lisa Sanders-Voss Ween Acres

Blind Dog's Poem I cannot see you Mommy, when you cuddle me so near. And yet I know you love me, it's in the words I hear. I cannot see you Daddy, when you hold me by your side But still I know you love me when you tell me so with pride. I cannot see to run and play out in the sun so bright For here inside my tiny head it's always dark as night. I cannot see the treats you give when I am extra good But I can wag my tail in Thanks just like a good dog should. "She cannot see. The dogs no good" is what some folks might say "She can't be trained, she'll never learn, she must be put away." But not you, Mom and Dad, you know that it's alright Because I love you just as much as any dog with sight. You took me in, you gave me love and we will never part Because I'm blind with just my eyes, I see you in my heart.

A Love Letter in Memory of Fred My dog Fred was born in rural Iowa in 1994. Like many other new pet owners, I didn't know much about puppymills and had never given a thought about where my puppy came from. I've learned over the years to ask questions and be more aware. My dog Fred was always our beloved pet for his entire life. My poor dog Fred had to have back surgery when he was five years old because he tried to jump into a car while the door was being closed and got caught in it. Some people would have discarded Fred like an old worn out shoe. It took a lot of time and effort to get Fred to walk again. Even our veterinarian called him miracle dog as even he had given up hope of his recovery. At the time he didn't have any control of his bowels or bladder and they told me I should

think about putting him down. Our Fred proved them all wrong. Fred did recover fully and did walk again. Fred even learned to run again. Not all pets get a family who loves them or commits themselves to their entire life. A lot of pets don't even have a home, that alone a loving one. Many are gotten as pets and discarded by the very people they came to love and depend on. Their owners didn't see them as a commitment or a responsibility. Their pets were no longer needed or wanted for different reasons and even abused. Some people think they can just dump their pet out and it'll be fine. They don't see it hit by a car or killed for preying on livestock in the country when it's hungry. They don't see it cold and freezing to death or dying from heat exhaustion out in the elements that they aren't used to. They don't see it caught in someone’s traps or used as bait for teaching fighting dogs. Then there are those who spend their whole life in a cage unloved with not one kind word spoken to them. These pets are livestock born to be a breeder to make money. They don't get the option to be loved. Please investigate and educate yourself about the pet you’re considering. Go home and think about it first. You don't go to a car dealership and point out the first blue car you see and say I’ll take that one. First you look, and then you ask questions and get behind the wheel first and think about it. Why can't you do that for your pet? If you can barely afford daily living expenses how will you care for your pet? If you rent a place to live and your lucky enough they allow pets what happens to your pet if you have to move to another rental? Landlords who allow pets are very hard to come by. If you’re considering a pet, go see where it came from. Ask questions. Ask to see where the pets live and where the parents are. See what conditions they live under. If they hesitate or are too busy to allow this it’s probably a puppymill. Please don't support a puppymill. If you could see how many pets are discarded because they weren't sold or they are too old to breed or worst of all they have an undesirable quality or deformity. These animals are killed. Animal Rescues are lucky if a breeder will even give them a phone call to pick them up and then they usually only give them a short period of time to pick them up in before they kill them. It’s too much bother. I was told a story about a breeder once who brought five dogs to a drop off site on a Friday night in the summer time with no food or water knowing full well the hours didn't open till Monday .One dog survived the rest died of dehydration and heat exhaustion. The pets at the pet store are very cute but don't be fooled, a lot of them come from puppymills. If you have a pet, have it neutered or spayed. It takes but one person to make a difference and open someone’s eyes and reach out and care. Please allow this article about my dog Fred to be what opened your eyes today. If you want to help you can donate money, or ask if there’s anything else you can do to help. But please if this article has spurred you on in some way to help, or donate please tell them this is in memory of Fred. In loving memory of my dog Fred Barkamore 1994-2008. Please give an animal a chance at a loving forever home. Thanks,  Jonan Barkalow

 

Miles Miles was abandoned in Arkansas. His family moved and left him behind with no food or water. The neighbors turned him over to the Humane Society who then brought him up to Omaha. Miles was very underweight with his ribs and backbone protruding. He was quickly neutered and turned over to a Nebraska Dachshund Rescue foster home. His first night with his foster family he pulled out his stitches. He was taken back to the vet for more stitches, antibiotics and a no-lick collar. He also had a cough that turned out to be an upper repertory infection. He spent 20 days on antibiotics. He was already house broken and a pro at begging. As Miles started feeling better, his wonderful personality came through. He loves and kisses everyone he meets. He insist on taking walks, loves playing "Dachshund Wrestle Mania" with his brother Perry and loves sitting on everyone's lap. His foster family fell in love with Miles, could not give him up and adopted him. It has given them so much joy helping Miles recover and to see the sparkle in his big brown eyes! His family is dedicated to helping NDR and his Mom Kelly serves on the NDR board as the Volunteer Coordinator. Congratulations Miles, Perry and the entire Todd Family!!!