Only Five Days Left to Vote in ALDF’s Rescue “Tails” Photo Contest!

Posted by April Nockleby, ALDF's Online Content Manager on October 27, 2010

Will Miley, Mango, Cosmo, Toto or Brennan be the winner of the Animal Legal Defense Fund’s Rescue “Tails” Photo Contest? It’s up to you to decide! Cast your vote by October 31st and the winner will enjoy fame, fortune and glory… or maybe just a spot on ALDF’s 2010 holiday card. Happy voting!

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, 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!"

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