There may be a fascinating tale about how Bonnie and I ended up on the side of the road (Duval Mine Road), but our headline news is that we were rescued! I’m a 1-year-old Husky/Heeler mix male, black and white, with 1 blue eye and one brown, and you’ll quickly notice that I’m a three-legged dog. How that came to be we don’t know; maybe that’s how I was born. In any event, I get along fine in my own way, and I’m a happy, friendly guy, who’s grateful for Bonnie. She cared for me when I had no one else in the world, and we’d love to stay together. We know it will take someone special to adopt us both, but it could happen. Indeed, someone that wonderful could be as close as you!
Don’t let anyone tell you that long black hair and gorgeous golden eyes aren’t a knockout combination! AND, when you combine that with my personality, the oohs and aahs just keep on coming! After my mom’s allergies got really severe, it was time for me to move on, so here’s what she said about me: “Kimberly loves to play with balls of foil, to drink from the water faucet, and sit by the window for hours watching the world go by. She’s very smart, opens doors, and loves to be petted and have her head scratched. She’s a real jumper and will follow a laser beam up the wall.” I’m a 2-year-old girl who’s going to be the perfect match for you… I just know it!
I was running loose one day–apparently lost–when I was hit by a vehicle and severely injured. As I struggled to help myself, my rescue angel arrived and took me to a veterinarian, where my left hind leg was amputated. Since then, I’ve learned an important happy lesson: Life can be just as good on three legs as on four! I’m still me–a sweet, affectionate guy, who was gentle and tolerant with the kids I met (ages 9 and 7), and got along with my rescuer’s two dogs (but not with the cats). At just 2 years old, I’m a handsome Boxer mix boy with lots of playing and loving to do, and ready to be the happiest guy ever when you say I can be yours.
“Goofy” isn’t an adjective you usually associate with cats, but that’s what my people said was one of my most endearing traits! I have to fess up to being a “whopper” too, as it’s pretty obvious that there haven’t been many missed meals in my life! My family adopted me as a kitten 3½ years ago, and like Topsy from Uncle Tom’s Cabin, I just “growed!” Well, that only means there’s more of me to love and boy do I have that down in spades. Mom said that I’m playful, love to sit in laps (but not to be picked up), and was very loving with the kids (who developed allergies to me). So hey, if you think you might need to diet in 2018, how about we do it together?
Adopted 6-11-14; Arrived 12-16-17
PS Yes, that is my baby photo at the end of the gallery!
You wouldn’t BELIEVEwhat I’ve been through since I arrived! I’d been a stray for a while when I was rescued, and living outside certainly wasn’t kind to me! My lovely long black fur had mats the size of golf balls, I had sores on my body and tail (which had to be amputated!), and lots of other “dings” here and there. Happily, the good folks here have taken care of all that, and although at the moment, I look a bit like a Schnauzer with my docked tail and shaved coat, that’ll all change as I recover! I’m a sweet approximately 8-year-old Persian mix gentleman (despite the feminine-sounding name – although it means “hope” in Spanish, so that’s apt!), who’s waiting for the love of my life to appear!