Shared by: Lana Mäki Mueller & Chase
Hi, Chase here! Wanted to let you know I'm loving my new home! My new parents kept my same name because I already knew it, and they didn't want to confuse me. It took awhile to settle in because I had A LOT of anxiety (I had to wear human clothes so I wouldn't pee in the house). With the help of my beagle sister Morgan and parents, my anxiety has decreased dramatically! No more clothes for me!
Love playing with my toy shark, chewing on rawhides, chasing my other sister Kitty, and snuggling up with Morgan. I still need to learn how to use my "inside voice," but I know how to sit, high five, and come to my humans when they call for me (amazing accomplishment for a beagle)! My dad says I've grown out of my awkward teenage body...I've bulked up maybe 10 pounds of muscle since you last saw me! I've been working out a lot by practicing my sprints. None of the neighbor dogs can catch me; I'm the fastest in town!
I just wanted to thank you so much for taking care of me until I found my forever home.
Shared by Melissa Genevese Helman
"Hi! Just wanted to let you know Luna is doing super! She LOVES all the children from the children's center, running around with us while we ski, snowshoe, or take walks. She loves to hunt mice in in our big field. Life so far has been fantastic and we are so happy it all worked out! Paws up! Thanks, Melissa and Xander"
Shared by Lynn E. Gomoll
"Hey, Beau here aka Paul. Since being adopted by Mommy and Daddy I have grown leaps and bounds. At least that's what Mommy says. I can reach things better every day. I love to sniff and run and play. I have everything I need right here at my forever home. I have my own blankies, shoes, towels, toys, balls, and great food. Mommy and Daddy only give me the best so I can grow big and strong and healthy. I am not too fond of the leash tho. I am determined to eat it !!!! I sit and get my paws wiped before coming in the house. I sit and give paw for my night time treat. I try not to terrorize the kitty cats tooooooo much. Maddy and I are friends. One day Daddy got out of the shower and his towel was missing. Hmmm, Did I do that? The toilet paper is put in a drawer now and the fancy smancy holder is empty. Everything gets higher up everyday. What's up with that? Mommy put up a table Christmas tree this year. She told me she didn't want me to eat something I shouldn't. At least her Angel has a home for Christmas. She's only 78 years old. What's old? Anyway, just thought I would stop by and let you know how I'm doing. Thank you for loving me when you had me and thank you for giving me to Mommy and Daddy. Oh, yeah, I have a great friend named Flash. He is the therapy dog at Court Manor where Mommy and Daddy work. Mommy brings me there to play with Flash. What a hoot he is. Beau out. Woof Woof."
SHARED BY CHARLIE SWANSON
Back in the late winter of 2013, my mom and I decided to adopt a cat for my grandma because after our grandpa passed away and she had to put her previous cat down, my mom and I both thought she was feeling pretty lonely. Even though she denied it and said she absolutely did not want another cat and she'd kill us if we got her one, we decided to adopt one anyways. My mom and I went to CHA and said we wanted a nice and calm cat for an old lady, and met, as you knew her, Greta. It didn't take us long to think that she was perfect for my grandma and adopted her. We brought her to my grandma saying that a family friend found it as a stray in her yard (we told her the truth later) and with my grandma's reaction, I swear she was secretly hoping we'd get her a cat! She fell in love with Greta instantly, and absolutely adores her now. She's a lovely cat! Thank's you guys!
SHARED BY LIZ GAHN
About 2 years ago, a woman I know who was a breeder had a home full of adult dogs and puppies, where she and her husband were living together. Her husband was dying a slow death of cancer, and was more in the hospital than not. She needed to find homes for most of her dogs. So I agreed to take a 10 mo. female puppy, who I named Ricky.
Ricky was a beautiful sable coated female, and was very frightened and most likely had not been socialized with humans due to the health problems in the home. I knew I needed to do something. So I enrolled her in obedience, and although it did help with civility, it of course did not “fix” her fear. But I kept on spending hundreds up to thousands of dollars on everything training. I began watching and have probably memorized ALL the Cesar Milan Dog Whisperer shows. Although I learned a lot, I could not ease her fear of humans. So I tried a Dog Aggression class offered in a city nearby. What a mistake. Being in a class with nothing but aggressive dogs actually made her much more fearful and aggressive.
At my wits end, I re-watched Cesar's shows and noticed a common theme. “Daddy”. Daddy is the pit-bull that Cesar rescued many years ago, and was his companion in his earlier shows. Cesar nearly always used Daddy, who was calm and obedient, to help the frantic dogs become calm dogs again. Cesar gave Daddy credit in nearly every show for being his partner and for influencing the fearful dogs behavior. Great, I thought. Simple. I love dogs anyway and have usually had two dogs. I’ll go find a calm obedient easy going great big happy male GSD, and that will solve the problem.
So my search began. I searched PetFinder and did find several GSDs that seemed to fit the bill, but none of the foster parents wanted their dogs to go to me. They all said they needed a home with children. Now I was frustrated because everyone who knows me says that when they die they want to come back as my dog. My dogs are family. They are in the house and have a doggy door to go outside into a big cyclone fenced back yard. They have more toys than most kids, and come with us on out trips. They eat premium food. The only time they are alone is when I work. I couldn’t figure it out.
Then I saw “Bear”. Bear was way up in Ashland, Wisconsin, at the Chequamegon Humane Association. A purebred GSD. His picture was posted on PetFinder and I immediately fell in Love with him just from the pictures. The description said he liked all people, dogs, children, and Cats. CATS TOO??? WOW. This had to be an Angel dog meant for me. God had answered my prayers, I hoped!
I applied to adopt him, as did many others. I expected to be declined. But then came the call, I could adopt him if I wanted to!!!! YEA!!!! A miracle. So that Monday, I set off on the odyssey to Ashland WI from St. Paul, MN. A beautiful cool sunny day for a beautiful ride to pick up my new boy. He did not know the job I wanted him to do, besides being the love of my life. I didn’t even question that my plan was going to work. I would get another love of my life, and I knew that he would love and help Ricky right? Well, not so fast uneducated one. HA!
The day I picked him up, I could see he was everything I had ever wanted in a dog. He gingerly hopped up into my Ford Explorer, (I don’t think he had gone for many rides before) and stuck his nose up in the skylite of the car which was cracked open, and off we went. He must have kissed me 1000 times on the drive home. Such a love. I stopped at McDonalds and got him a hamburger patty to tide him over until we got home, because the Humane Society said he had not eaten yet. We stopped at the vet for a going over, some heartworm med, a bath, nail trim, and Frontline. He was also micro-chipped in case something should happen, so that he can be returned to us if, God forbid, he should somehow get away. He was very scared of the vet, but did not bite anyone, he was calm and obedient. Then, time to go home for the first time. YEA! Right?
I called my trainer and asked him to meet me at home to help me do the introduction correctly, between the two dogs. He did, but to my dismay (I was so uneducated, it is now clear!), Ricky was aggressive to Bear. She had never been aggressive to a dog before.
I had to alternate them hour by hour into crates, and was so upset that Ricky did not accept him. She would throw fits if he even moved or if I petted him. I called Ashland to let them know I was not sure if this was going to work, so please not to throw away the names of the other families. I had dreams of Ricky hurting poor Bear. I felt so bad for Bear.
Bear, on the other hand, was totally nonchalant. He was respectful of Ricky when she threw her fits, he never barked back at her nor was he ever aggressive to her, and he always gave her a wide berth, never doing anything to upset her. But it didn’t matter. Ricky was upset. I'm sure she was asking “who is this interloper who is taking up residence in my house, and who asked me anyway? I don’t need and don’t want a friend.”
Nothing I was trying was working. I asked David, “is this fair to Bear? Should we let the Humane Society know in case they have a better home for Bear”? He emotionally returned “Liz, I really like Bear. I don’t want to return him”. I agreed. Somehow, someway, we will fix this. Bear was learning quickly. I don’t think he had ever been in a home before, because he lifted his leg on my walls and furniture. But after two gentle “NO, we don’t do that” comments, he never did it again. He was a leash puller, but one training session with me and the Trainer and he was walking peacefully and not pulling. Someone had evidently fed him beer in his past life. Whenever David pours a beer, there is Bear wanting his share, which of course, we do NOT give him. In his past life, someone must have treated him well, as he showed no signs of being abused. He was and remains a LOVE. And gives tons of kisses. But now for the interrelationship between Ricky and Bear.
I tried trainers. No one could help. I considered $5,000 live in programs for Ricky to learn not to be aggressive. However, folks told me that Ricky’s problem was probably genetic and probably could not be fixed. One guy wanted to put a shock collar on her and I told him NO WAY. She is too fearful to do such a thing. I have a friend who is with the St.Paul Police Canine Unit and trains those Police dogs and trains the Police trainers and Police Canine Unit. He recommended something no one else had recommended. He said to get a 10ft by 10ft by 6ft tall dog run with a divider in the middle, and put one dog in each side, and have them spend 8 hours a day in the kennel and see if that works.
So, off I went to Menards to buy the kennel. I had it assembled in about 20 minutes, and in they went. At first, lots and lots of grandstanding with Ricky lunging at Bear, and Bear barking back to her “oh no you don’t!!” She looked like she wanted to kill him. I thought, oh no, this isn’t going to work either. Four days into this experiment, David said, “something has changed. I don’t think this is aggression anymore. I think they are getting along now! They are trying to play. Lets turn them out together”. I said no, I’m afraid to do that. Let me call the trainer tomorrow.
So Bear went to the half of the house David was in and Ricky into the half of the house I was in, as they always did. They could somewhat access each other over the gate between the two halves of the house, biting each other's hair through the gate and barking at each other. I could not tell if it was aggression of playing. David insisted it was now playing. Suddenly, David called to me laughing, he said “Bear has lifted his leg on the wall again”. So I ran in with the cleaners, and forgot to close the door behind me. Next thing I know, out the doggy door they ran together, followed by me trying to grab one of them, but they chased eachother around the back yard full blast for 15 minutes without stopping. Round and Round and Round in circles. When they finally stopped, they were actually enjoying eachothers company, and were exhausted. And HAPPY. NO FIGHTING!!! I was so amazed. And so happy. Now, they are so cute. They enjoy each other.
And Cesar was correct. I found the right dog - Bear. Bear had done what thousands of dollars in trainers and equipment could not do. Bear showed Ricky that she did NOT have to bark non-stop at the neighbors. And that she did NOT have to bark non-stop at the people who came to the door. And that she did NOT have to bark at every noise she heard. But best of all, he showed her that he was here now, and she could lean on him, and she does not have to be afraid.
Bear sleeps at the side of my bed every night by his choice. He can sleep anywhere in the house, but he has bonded very tightly to me. Every time I move, he is like Velcro, there he is. That is something I have always wanted in a dog. So now, I have what I wanted, two loves of my life, Ricky and Bear. AND an added bonus of Ricky calming down, and learning that she doesn’t have to fear people and the world. Bear gave her that gift. Bear has become her rock. I thank God and the Chequamegon Humane Association, for sending Bear to our family. WE LOVE HIM!
SHARED BY BRIANNA WIENER
My fiance, Matt, and I adopted Sierra from CHA two months ago and she has already grown to be part of the family. Sierra is the first dog I have ever had, but in the short time she has lived with us, she has convinced me that she will also be the best.
On the day we adopted Sierra, she came home to the farm. I stayed in from the barn that night so she wouldn't be home alone. All she wanted to do was snuggle on the couch and follow me everywhere. She even got along with Dixie and Boots, our two cats. The next few days were a learning experience for Matt, Sierra, and me. We kept Sierra on a leash at all times and didn't bring her into the barn.
When it was time to milk the cows, Matt or I would tie a long leash to a tree so she could be outside, yet still see in the barn so she knew we were not far away. Well....all she did was bark and whine! It didn't take long to discover that all she wanted to do was be close to us. As soon as Matt brought her in the barn, she was happy as can be! By the middle of the week, Sierra no longer needed her leash. She quickly showed us how much she loved coming in the barn, riding in the tractor, exploring the farm, and following us wherever we go!
As days and weeks pass, Sierra continues to open up to us, showing her fun, loving, sweet personality. Her anxiety of being alone has faded and we have figured out how to communicate with one another. She comes in the barn each morning and night. When I am at work during the day, I often text Matt to see how Sierra is doing and what she has been up to. It completely makes my day when his reply is: "She is just running around with the cows in the pasture...." or, "The last time I saw her she was hanging out with Comet (Matt's brother's dog)." The greatest reply of all is: "She was following me around whining, so I put her down for a nap in the house." When I get home from work, we go for a run, play baseball, or get the barn all ready for milking. Matt and I both look forward to snuggling Sierra every night, who is always sprawled out right between us! She has obviously brought so much joy to our lives. It is one of the greatest feelings knowing that we have changed her life. Little does she know, she has changed ours as well. We love her so much!
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Here's Pandy's Happy Tail. I adopted Pandy in July of 2013 after my dog of 16 years had passed. I felt so empty without a dog to love in my life. I went to CHA and instantly fell in love with Pandy. A week later, I was able to take her home and she immediately became a part of the family. She loves to give kisses to everybody she meets, sometimes even a doggy hug! Her favorite thing to do is cuddle up next to you. A year has passed since we adopted Pandy and we now know what a unique personality she has; she dislikes swimming but will wade in the water for a stick or tennis! She absolutely loves chasing any type of ball, big or small, she can fit multiple tennis balls in her mouth, even a soccer ball! Car rides and boat rides are her favorite, she can run for hours on end and any towel you leave lying around you will find her carrying it around the house. When we adopted her she only knew the basic command "sit". Now she can sit, shake, lay down, and roll over! She is fast to learn! I am so lucky to have this amazing dog as a part of my family. I consider her my child, along with my cat and I couldn't love a dog more than I love my baby girl, Pandy. I always encourage people to adopt from shelters because these animals are so full of love to give! Thank you CHA for blessing us with such a great dog!Here are some pictures of her doing some of her favorite things!
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This is Niko. While he was at your shelter he was named Perciville. He was an animal abuse/neglect case. The day we picked him up he was SO scared, he peed all over your staff member. We took him home and if we looked in his direction he would pee. We along with our other two dogs showered him with love. He wouldn't come out if other people were here and he would hide under the computer desk... Now, He has grown up into a beautiful loving family member. He's still a little shy when it comes to new people (especially men) and he's really afraid of the septic truck but he is SO sweet and a GREAT addition to our home. I knew he would be happy here and he's come a long way!! He's now about 120# and spoiled rotten!!
Niko (aka Perciville) is coming out of his shell more and more. This summer he's finally starting to play instead of just watching the other dogs play. He catches the football when I throw it. He's not so afraid of people (well maybe the first 5-10 minutes then he's fine) anymore but he absolutely HATES the septic truck and thunder storms and likes to try and fit under my desk during those times. I can't thank you enough for such a wonderful furbaby. He has blossomed over the years and I just wanted to share a few pics of him with you.
I still remember the day we came to pick him up and he was SO afraid he peed on your volunteer when she picked him up to give him to us. To look back he's come such a long way. He's blossomed from a very frightened puppy who hid under the bed for days and peed when you even looked his direction to a handsome, playful, ever so loving pup who thinks he's a lap dog. He is doing so well! He loves our other dogs, our cats, and the bunnies. I'm really glad we adopted him and I think he's happy too. I can't believe he's already 4. With patience and love he's really coming around and as he grows more of his personality shines through. Not sure what I would do without him!! Thank you!
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