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Not everyone who comes to Blue Moon is an orphan.
|KEESHA - Female Akita||
Sad things happen in rescue. Sometimes it's because of the condition of a dog when they arrive, sometimes it's because they are sick, and sometimes it's because life's just not fair.
Keesha came to us in September 2012. She was friendly, gracious and dignified. She was also grieving the loss of her family because dogs don't know why they are left behind -- they just know that their family is gone and they are in a strange place. Akitas bond with their families and change is difficult for them. Obviously it's easier for a 7 week old puppy to accept the change to a new home than it is for a 7 year old Akita.
We spent time with Keesha. We offered her a safe and loving place with good food and comfortable surroundings. She was very gracious but also very clear that we were nice but we were not family.
Keesha quietly passed away on Thursday, October 10, 2012. Her family is very angry with me because I said she died of a broken heart.
Life is many things but it isn't fair. I am so very sorry Keesha. We were able to give you everything except the family who gave you up.
So this is what Keesha had to say when she arrived in Colorado:
I'm Keesha from Kansas City, Missouri. Wow, what a couple of weeks this has been. It all started one day a couple of weeks ago when my man came out to my kennel and got me and put me in the truck. I thought, "wow, I'm not even in season and I'm out of my pen and going for a ride" ... well that was sort of a good news/bad news thing because it was definitely a car ride but I was surprised when I found out where we were going.
Well, that ride ended up at the vet's office ... and my dad left me there! I got shots, they took some blood (heartworm test) and then they put me up on this big metal table and the next thing I knew, I was waking up in a cage. Not such a fun day and boy was I sleepy! I lay back down and went asleep again. When I woke up again I had on a new fashion accessory -- this crazy big plastic thing on my neck so I couldn't see what they did to my tummy. So then my dad came and got me and I thought he was taking me home, but that's not what happened.
Dad told me that they were moving to California and that I wasn't going to be part of the family anymore. He was sad. Then he took me over to his brother's house and left me there. It was ok, but it wasn't home.
Then just a couple of days later a nice lady came and got me and took me to another place with a lot of dogs and everyone was staying there waiting for people to come back for them. I think it was like a dog hotel.
So (9/12) early early in the morning when it was still dark, we left the boarding kennel and got in the car. I gotta tell you, I'm getting a little tired of cars; every time I get into a car these days my life takes another crazy twist.
So today was no different. The end of this car ride was ...another car ride. They put me into a big dog crate box and into a vehicle with a bunch of other dogs in boxes and off we rolled. And rolled. And rolled. I went to sleep, and we were rolling. I woke up and we were still rolling. I didn't have a window seat so I went back to sleep.
And then the vehicle stopped and everybody got out. I met Karena from something called Blue Moon Akita Rescue and I've never seen a blue moon and I don't know what a rescue is, but I'm an Akita and when I sniffed her I could tell she had been around A LOT OF AKITAS TODAY so I figured what the heck and ...
yep, you guessed it. We took another car ride.
click on my picture to read the rest of my story...
|OZZIE - Male Karafuto Akita (long coat)||
Before I let Ozzie tell you his story, I wanted to tell you just a little about this fellow. He's super. He loves everyone he's met and is gracious with other dogs. Cats ... not so much. He is about 5 years old and is what rescues refer to as a "great save" because he's got it all -- he's healthy, happy, and has a great love for people. He is a proud dog who wants a family to love. Ozzie is neutered, current on vaccinations, microchipped, crate trained and has basic obedience skills. He has been someone's pet and it is a mystery to me why they never came to the Nashville shelter to take him home. Their loss may be your gain .. come and meet Ozzie.
I'm Ozzie (and my friends call me Oz or "the Oz Man"). I'm a southern gentleman from Nashville, TN, and I do love the ladies. Everyone who has met me says "how did THIS BOY ever end up in rescue"? Long story short, I was out visiting a lady friend one afternoon -- her family didn't approve of me -- they called the dog police -- I went to the dog jail -- my people never came to bail me out and there I was, a good ol' boy sitting on death row.
Gotta tell you, if you're an Akita at Nashville, if a rescue doesn't pull you out, honey, you will die there. Those folks really don't care much for us big curly tails. I think about the time they was about to cotton on to the fact that I was an Akita the rescue people were pulling me out of there just ahead of the grim reaper sitting behind the big door that nobody comes out of.
So, that's my story, but if you want to click on my picture at the top of my story and I'll tell you a little more about me ...