Cast Your Vote in ALDF's Rescue "Tails" Photo Contest!
At the Animal Legal Defense Fund, we are proud to be the only lawyers whose clients are all innocent. And so many of our favorite clients are rescued animals who got a second chance after a rough start in life. In our first-ever Rescue "Tails" Photo Contest, we received hundreds of photos and stories from caring guardians around the world. Now, it's up to you to choose the winner! Cast your vote between now and October 31st and the winning animal will be pictured on ALDF’s 2010 annual holiday card. Only one vote per person please.
Miley used to be my foster dog until I realized I could not let her go. I foster for Old Fella Burke County Animal Rescue, an all-volunteer rescue group operating in a very rural and poor part of Georgia. Like the more than 1,000 dogs Old Fella has saved in the past four years, Miley and a sibling were dumped as defenseless puppies at a county dumpster site. Today she is known to sport rhinestones and eat tenderloin. Giving shape to the one man’s trash adage...introducing my treasure, Miley.
This is Mango, one of four tabbies that I fostered from just a week old. They were strays, and something happened to their mother. They were of course bottled fed with KMF formula. They all looked the same, so we color coded them with nontoxic markers. They were known by their colors (Blue, Orange, Purple, Green), and eventually we gave them color related names. Mango was once known as Orange. All have since been adopted through Pet Adoption Network located in Red Bank, NJ.
Eight years ago, Cosmo was literally pulled from a "kill floor" of a shelter's mass gassing. From the moment he walked in my front door, he’s made me laugh with his antics and amazed me with his smarts! Cosmo actually “trades” his squeaky toys for treats, leaving his favorite toy on the countertop in front of his cookie jar. He’s my first morning smooch and my last hug each night. A kind and gentle soul with an immense sense of humor (and energy!), everyday Cosmo is a reminder of all the phenomenal shelter dogs waiting and hoping for fate to treat them as well as this wonderful guy!
Toto, not in Kansas anymore: I raced bicycles in Sydney, Australia and we used an industrial complex outside of town for our weekend races. One day, as the bikes whizzed around the circuit, I noticed a little bundle of fur racing out at them on each lap. Fearing for its safety, I went to investigate and found a kitten, about seven weeks old - obviously dumped. He was nothing more than a scrap of fur and a huge purr! I scooped him up; he ate my lunch – and stole my heart for the next 16 years, from Sydney to Seattle.
My husband had two criteria for a dog: 1) healthy 2) no poodles. Brennan looked poodle-ish in his photo on Petfinder.com, but he was so cute that my husband agreed to see him. When we arrived at the shelter, I saw: a poodle mix with a limp. My husband saw: our dog. We took Brennan home and, 24 hours later, learned that he needed orthopedic surgery. We did that immediately, and he healed beautifully. After 18 months of long walks, tug-o-war, cuddles and sloppy kisses, we can't imagine life without our adorable "Mystery-poo!"