I am an army "brat" so we moved almost every year and I never got to have pets until my dad retired, except for my horse (half tennessee walker, half american saddlebred / 17 hands high) but we had to move to Alaska after 3 years and it was a very tearful goodbye...so, until I finished college, I never had a dog but wanted one: since then I have had an afghan hound, a "mostly" lab and, now I have adopted emmi from the local spca. She was beaten, thrown out in a town nearby during her 1st heat, basically "gang-rapped" and thrown tn to a cage at our "not so good" spca for a week before I got her. Well, to make a long story short, at first she was scared of everything and everybody, we had 8 puppies, 3 different fathers, had contracts signed for adoption, got my girl fixed and now, she has definitely come in to her "own." It's been about 2 1/2 hrs. now and she's a doll baby...
About Me:
I am alive on this earth to do all I can about animal abuse and neglect or I'd have been dead long ago ... that pretty much sums it up..