Created for the helpless ones.
PO Box 4951, Lago Vista (Austin), TX
Go see HERE!
|If you have an animal friend that
has recently passed you will
want to learn about the
|Please make a donation to:
Helping Hands Basset Rescue
Post Office Box 1266
Round Rock, Texas 78680
|This picture is from the Baltimore Sun. The plane is carrying
nothing but animals that were rescued from the Gulf region.
I bet these were the nicest passengers ever on this plane!
|Read about the true
Story of "Old Shep".
|"Doesn't it make you sick when humans mistreat
these little guys? There has to be a special HELL for
the scum humans that would do this to these beautiful,
Read about them and hear their story here."
---Bob Ballard, BDI DataLynk Owner
|*A DOGS PRAYER*
Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in all the world is
more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me.
Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I should lick your hand
between the blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly
teach me the things you would have me do.
Speak to me often, for your voice is the world's sweetest music, as you
must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your footstep falls upon
my waiting ear.
When it is cold and wet, please take me inside, for I am now a
domesticated animal, no longer used to bitter elements. And I ask no
greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the
hearth. Though had you no home, I would rather follow you through ice
and snow than rest upon the softest pillow in the warmest home in all
the land, for you are my god and I am your devoted worshiper.
Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for although I should not reproach
you were it dry, I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst. Feed me clean
food, that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to
walk by your side, and stand ready, willing and able to protect you with
my life should your life be in danger.
And, beloved master, should the great Master see fit to deprive me of my
health or sight, do not turn me away from you. Rather hold me gently in
your arms as skilled hands grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest
and I will leave you knowing with the last breath I drew, my fate was
ever safest in your hands.
|Buckie has a skin condition that will need attention and he has a nail disease that will require
reasonably priced medication to control. He's been on the medication since he came to HHBR
and his toe nails are actually beginning to grow in again.
Buckie loves people and so enjoys a good petting and attention. He is looking for a home where
he will get lots of attention and have a securely fenced yard. We don't think he has known what it is
to have a family that cares for him and spends time with him - but he sure would like to learn! His
foster family has fallen in love with him and would keep him if they had room. "He's a great dog
and will make someone a wonderful, loving, companion."
Buckie is approximately 3 years old, he is neutered, microchipped and weighs 40 pounds and
could gain some more weight. But he will always be a "smaller" basset. His skin and nail
condition to make him a basset with special needs so he needs a special home.
Buckie does well with other dogs and likes being outside when the weather is good and loves to
be inside anytime you're there! If you are interested in giving Buckie the special home he needs fill
out on online application.
To donate to help with Buckie's care, please go HERE to donate.
|L.A. pets must be spayed
or neutered. New law
requires dogs, cats to be
sterilized before reaching 4
|DON'T BUY A DOG!
After you've seen any movie with 101 (or 102) in its title.
As a surprise birthday gift.
After watching a Toco Bell commercial.
After watching a series of Providence in which the Golden puppy appears.
After watching a dog food commercial.
After watching Fraser.
As a Valentine's Day surprise gift.
On the spur of the moment.
Until you've read THE FOLLOWING MESSAGE:
I died today.
You got tired of me and took me to the shelter. They were
overcrowded and I drew an unlucky number. I am in a black plastic
bag in a landfill now.
Some other puppy will get the barely used leash you left. My collar
was dirty and too small, but the lady took it off before she sent me to
the Rainbow Bridge.
Would I still be at home if I hadn't chewed your shoe? I didn't know
what it was, but it was leather, and it was on the floor. I was just
playing. You forgot to get puppy toys
Would I still be at home if I had been housebroken? Rubbing my
nose in what I did only made me ashamed that I had to go at all.
There are books and obedience teachers that would have taught
you how to teach me to go to the door.
Would I still be at home if I hadn't brought fleas into the house?
Without anti-flea medicine, I couldn't get them off of me after you left
me in the yard for days.
Would I still be at home if I hadn't barked? I was only saying, "I'm
scared, I'm lonely, I'm here, I'm here! I want to be your best friend."
Would I still be at home if I had made you happy? Hitting me didn't
make me learn how.
Would I still be at home if you had taken the time to care for me and
to teach manners to me? You didn't pay attention to me after the first
week or so, but I spent all my time waiting for you to love me.
I died today.
|Do I Go Home Today?
By Sandi Thompson
My family brought me home today,
Cradled in their arms,
They said I was full of charms,
They played with me,
And laughed with me,
They showered me with toys,
I sure do love my family,
Especially the girls and boys,
The children loved to feed me,
They gave me special treats,
They even let me sleep with them,
All snuggled in the sheets,
I used to go on walks,
Often several times a day
They even fought to hold the leash.
I'm very proud to say.
These are the things I can't forget,
A cherished memory.
I now live in a Shelter'
Without my family.
They used to laugh and praise me,
When I played with that old shoe.
But I didn't know the difference
Between the old one and the new.
The kids and I would grab a rag,
For hours we would tug,
So I thought I did the right thing,
When I chewed the bathroom rug.
They said I was out of control,
And would have to live outside,
This I did not understand
Although I tried and tried.
The walks stopped one by one,
They said they hadn't the time
I wish that I could change things,
I wish I knew my crime.
My life became so lonely,
In the backyard on a chain
I barked and barked all daylong
To keep from going insane
So they brought me to the Shelter,
But were embarrassed to say why
They said I caused an allergy,
And kissed me goodbye.
If I'd only had some classes,
When I was a little pup,
I wouldn't have been
So hard to handle
When I was all grown up.
"You only have one more day left"
I heard the worker say,
Does this mean I go home today?