A perfect home for Ceclia, a three-legged cat

First let me tell you my story. My name is Cecelia, as my new family named me. I was a homeless cat and showed up in a nice lady’s yard. She fed me and saw that I was very badly hurt. My front paw had been caught in something, possibly a trap and two thirds of my front paw was missing with the bones sticking out. I would not have survived if she had not helped me. She couldn’t continue taking care of me so she surrendered me to the Adams County Humane Society on November 26th, 2017. The ACHS got me into the veterinarians as soon as they could. On December 31st they amputated my front leg and estimated my age to be around two years. Now I just had to wait for my meant-to-be family to find me.

During this time a wonderful lady by the name of Susan Cox was looking online at all of the cats at various humane societies and shelters and came across my picture and information at the Adams County Humane Society. The Cox family had recently – November 4th, 2017 – lost a teacup poodle named Boo to congestive heart failure. Boo was ten years old and also a front leg amputee who had held a special place in the Cox home for years. When Susan saw Tria, now Cecelia on the ACHS webpage she knew she had found the cat for her family. Susan and Mike Cox were looking for a cat since the Cox household is a busy one and with the time it takes to train a new dog or puppy, they thought it best to adopt a cat since they are so independent. My mom to be said she really loved my tortoiseshell coloring and felt that I needed someone that would understand me and know how to take care of my needs. Mike and Susan’s children have grown up and moved away and they took their cats with them when they moved out, so the Cox household had only one pet at home which was Gunther, a ten-year-old German Shepherd. So, on December 23rd, 2017 Susan and Mike adopted me from the Adams County Humane Society and took me home.

When my new family, Susan and Mike Cox brought me home, they set my up in a room of my own with everything I needed so I could get adjusted to my new home and family. Of course, Christmastime at the Cox home was exciting and noisy and I got scared and escaped to the basement. I guess I just wanted a little adventure! When they couldn’t get me to come back upstairs, Mike set up cameras in the basement to keep an eye on me. I would sneak upstairs at night to eat and explore, then sneak back downstairs. Eventually I did feel comfortable enough to come upstairs during the daytime and so adjusted. Of course, I still had to adjust to my new dog-sibling, Gunther. I am coming around very nicely with Gunther as he lets me know on a regular basis that he wants to be friends. For example, I like to sleep in my new cat bed and one morning Gunther wanted to wake me up by sticking his nose inside to say hello. Well, you know how stubborn cats can be! I wouldn’t come out. Mom, Susan, will tell you that I don’t hiss or growl at Gunther, but I am still a little shy. Gunther will go as far as picking up my catnip toys, which I adore, with his mouth and carry and deposit them in a pile in front of my cat bed to get my attention! As you can tell I have Gunther wrapped around my paw!

Susan says, “She has become queen of the household! Gunther is excited about his new friend. Cecelia will bat her ball back and forth in front of Gunther, teasing him! She is fitting in really well and hopes she will be a lap cat since Boo loved to lay in my lap.”

Trixy finds happiness in her forever home

It was the summer of 2005 when I found myself abandoned along with another dog; we were both trying our best to survive. I wondered at the time what I had done wrong to deserve being dumped. At first, I was very wary of people and finally allowed myself, as well as the other dog, to be picked up by someone and taken to the Adams County Humane Society. Once there, we were put on what you call a “stray hold”. Since no one bothered to come and claim either of us we were put up for adoption. Eventually, both of us would be adopted out to families and find happiness. It was on August 10, 2005 that a wonderful lady and her husband came to ACHS to look at the dogs up for adoption. I didn’t know it at the time, but my life was to change forever; I was going to find my forever home. Of course, let me tell you a little about why and how Irene and Dick Klapoetke came to adopt me.

At first, my new human mom and dad weren’t even looking to adopt a dog, but after suffering the loss of her father, Irene came to find solace from her daughters two big dogs when they were brought along for a visit. When my mom-to-be first brought up the idea of adopting a dog, my dad-to-be, thought it was a crazy idea. Finally, they started searching online without any success until Irene’s sister Diane who lived near the Adams County Humane Society led them to check out the dogs there and, to me! When Dick and Irene came to the Adams County Humane Society all of the other dogs were barking “pick me!” but Irene didn’t want a dog that barked too much. That is when she noticed the only dogs not barking – me and the dog that I came in with. Although the ACHS staff brought out the dogs that had been there the longest, Irene only had eyes for me. It didn’t matter that my information said I was abandoned and that I was possibly a mixed-breed; Irene fell in love with me, and so, adopted me. It would be later on that my mom and dad sent in a dog DNA test for me and found out what the results were…I was a pure-bred mutt after all! Of course, that didn’t bother Irene and Dick because they loved me for me.

I was so happy to be adopted and slept on the seat next to my new human mom all the way home; however, when I was first introduced to my new home I zoomed all over the place until I wore myself out! My now human parents set me up in training classes after that little romp and I learned all about doggy manners; it didn’t take me long to learn as I proved to be a fast-learning dog (food was the training aid!). Since being in my new home I have learned how to shake hands, roll over, jump through a hoop, stay like a champ and follow commands. My mom says that I have a happy energy about me, and I do now that I am in a loving home. It took about six months before I felt I could finally let go of any anxiety and relax; I knew that I was home and that I wasn’t going anywhere. It took me a long time – five years – before I was able to relay my trust for them to my new my mom and dad. I rolled over on my back for a tummy rub to let them know I completely trusted them. From past experience, I had never had the chance to form a trust or bond with a human.

Well, time went by fast and it has been over fourteen years since I found my forever home. I am now am getting deaf, my eyes are cloudy, and I can’t jump as high; however, for fourteen years old, I am still active. I want to be around for as long as I can for my human parents, Irene and Dick. I just want to add that there must have been a special reason why I ended up at the ACHS when Irene really needed that special kind of love only a dog can give. You see, Irene needed healing from her grief of losing her father, and I needed healing from being abandoned. I have been with my wonderful family for over fourteen years now and the love and care they have given me have kept me going!

A happy ending for Molly

When I first came into a high-kill shelter in Kentucky, the folks there really had no history on me. All they knew was that I was a stray – possibly abandoned. I was running loose until a good Samaritan picked me up and took me to a shelter in Louisville – maybe they had no idea it was a high-kill shelter. Don’t feel sad for me because my story has a happy ending. I was one of the lucky dogs that left that shelter and came to Wisconsin.

It was on May 15th, 2015 that the Adams County Humane Society picked me to be transferred to the humane society to get a second chance. When I arrived at the ACHS, I was extremely matted, and my skin was very sensitive and painful from the extreme matting that it hurt to be touched or petted. The staff had me groomed to get rid of my matting and let me heal for about a month before putting me up for adoption. After my grooming, the shelter employees found out to their surprise that I was a Bichon-Frise! To help me get adopted, the shelter put my information on Pet-Finder in June where my soon-to-be family saw me. There were at least four on-line adoption requests for me, but it was Karen Schroeder who made the first call about meeting me.

Karen had lost her 16-year-old Beagle due to kidney failure in February of 2015, and since she had always had a dog since she was a child, she felt at a loss without a dog in her home. Karen states that her mother always would tell her that you don’t realize how much your life revolves around that animal until you’ve lost one. Karen says, “How quiet my home became after the loss of our Beagle.” All my mom Karen knew was that she didn’t want a puppy and at that time I was estimated to be around a year old.

When Karen and a friend drove the 150 miles to meet me, I was very excited and so I barked and jumped a lot – trying to get their attention. I do tend to get excited very easily and still do at times. The shelter staff told Karen that I was clean in my kennel – so, possibly housebroken – which always helps a dog to get adopted. Karen took me for a walk around the shelter trail to get to know me and everything went so well that on that same day, June 22nd, I went to my new home! Since it was a long trip back home, I laid on my new moms lap the whole way back. I knew we were meant for each other.

Now that I have been with Karen for over three years, I have learned quite a lot. At first, when mom walked me on leash, I acted wild, but now am trained to walk right by her side. Every morning my mom and I go out for a walk and as she will say, “Molly loves her morning walks.” I have also learned the command to sit, especially when it involves a treat! My mom Karen also put this thing called a doggy door in the sunroom so that I can go outside when I need to. I proved how intelligent I am by learning how and when to use it very quickly. When my mom says, “time for bed,” I know she wants to go to bed for the night, and that I want to go too being that I get to share the bed! I have been able to make dog-friends with two fellow Beagles in my neighborhood which is exciting. Most importantly, I have learned what it is like to be taken care of and loved by my person. Karen, my mom, takes me to the groomer every 6 to 8 weeks so that I never have to go through pain from being matted again!

Not only has Karen helped me learn a lot and taken care of me, but my mom will also tell you that I have always been there for her as well. “Molly has made me very happy. Mollly has been there for me when I would go and visit my sister in assisted living who has Parkinson’s Disease. When I get home, Molly picks up on my sadness and is there to comfort me. She (Molly), is like a soul mate.” My mom takes me with her to visit her sister and others at the assisted living place, and my mom says that I make her sister and others there very happy. It made my moms sister very happy that Karen had found a dog. Karen says of Molly, “Molly is now going on about 4 1/2 years old and she has given me so much love and affection. Molly is very smart; I think there is a little person inside her. She seems to understand my emotional needs and be sensitive to exactly what I need at that time. I look at her, and she’s got the sweetest little face. I am grateful to the Adams County Humane Society for saving Molly from being euthanized at the high-kill shelter so that I could adopt her!”

Ben and Cooper’s story

We each have our own story to tell. Although we are brothers now our lives started quite different until we each found a loving home with AnnMarie Vanderhoof. I (Ben) will start by telling you how I came to be at the best doggone home ever! In the Fall of 2007, I was found as a stray running with another dog when I was only about three months of age. Can’t remember why I ended up as a stray because it has been so long ago. My stay at the Adams County Humane Society was around a month long when I met my wonderful human mom-to-be. At the time, the Vanderhoof household was a multi-pet place, and I loved it. The Vanderhoof home adopted all their pets from the Adams County Humane Society. There was Dillion, a Husky/Retriever mix, Kane, an Australian Shepherd/Border Collie mix, and Joe, a Chihuahua/Terrier mix. When I first was introduced to my new home, it was great! As for training, no problem! AnnMarie says, “Ben was amazing. Pretty much trained himself in all areas. He’s like the perfect dog.” Eventually, Dillion and Kane passed which left just Joe and me, so our mom took us both to the Adams County Humane Society on December 23, 2017, to meet a puppy named Cooper. At the time I was already around ten years old, and Joe was around fourteen so meeting this energetic puppy was a trip. Right off the bat Joe “wrinkles his nose and walks away” but I “sniffed him then went to find out what else I could sniff.” When we three returned home, Cooper grabbed my leash and tried to take me for a walk! We got along splendidly. However, Joe was not feeling all that great and being older wasn’t happy about having a puppy around. Joe never did warm up to Cooper until right before he passed and he allowed Cooper to play with him. Maybe Joe was apologizing for being so gruff with Cooper? Anyway, Cooper is an awesome dog too!

I (Cooper) came to be at the Adams County Humane Society when some other puppies and I were sent there from an Alabama shelter or rescue. I was only about four months of age when I arrived, and shortly after that AnnMarie came to adopt me on the day before Christmas Eve in 2017. I was so happy to find a forever home and especially one that was so loving and responsible. Ben and I went to obedience school, as have all the other pets that the Vanderhoof family have adopted from the ACHS. Our mom, says, “Cooper, I think passed obedience school only due to no puppy left behind. He’s a work in progress! We just got housebreaking down. However, every day with Cooper is a funny experience.” Yes, I guess I do sort of keep mom guessing as to what I’m thinking and why I do the things that I do. I like to jam my toys down behind the cushions of the couch, but then try to figure out where they went to but can’t figure out where they went! Mom thinks I’m silly because I go behind the couch to try and find my toys. Mom says, “He’ll jam his toys down in the couch and then run behind to see if he can find which section they fell through.” However, I have surprised everyone with my speed and strength. My mom will tell you that I am very agile and that I can clear an oversized recliner and land on the couch without a running start! Although, Ben and I are the only pets now at the Vanderhoof home, we get along great unless I get a little overzealous with play and Ben, now that he is ten years old, gets grumpy and will “put me in my place.” Our mom knows that Ben and I love each other because we love to cuddle on the couch together like we’ve known each other our whole lives. We are the best of friends.

AnnMarie says, “Cooper has mellowed a lot since Joe passed about two weeks ago and Ben has started chemo. This is Bens second round with cancer. He had a tumor on his back leg that was removed four years ago, and he was doing well, but now he has developed a mast cell tumor on his leg and a tumor on his anal gland. The vet can’t remove them unless we can get chemo to shrink them some (the tumor has already shrunk, and there is a good possibility for surgery). My dogs are like my kids. I can’t imagine not having them in my life. Ben and I have a connection like none I’ve ever had with anyone two legged or four legged. He’s my best friend. Cooper is a big clown and keeps me entertained with his constant antics.”Ben (left) playing with Cooper (right) and Joe (background) napping

Herring Finds a Loving Home with the Bonk Family!

It was at the beginning of 2014 that I found myself being surrendered to a Kentucky high-kill shelter by my owner. Since I was born on February 7th, 2014, I was only about one year of age, and I had only known one home. My person(s) didn’t or couldn’t find the time to housetrain me. Also, I was born deaf due to my lack of pigmentation – I was born all white with sky blue eyes. I would need someone with experience, time, willingness, and love to train me. My breed was listed as a Boxer, and when I eventually was chosen to be relocated to the Adams County Humane Society in January of 2015, I didn’t have any idea where I was headed to and if I would ever find my forever home. My name when I arrived at the ACHS was Cricket, and the staff put me up for adoption in hopes I would find a loving home soon, but it wasn’t until April 17th, 2017 that I would be adopted.

 My parents-to-be, Rose and Alex Bonk had been through a lot in 2014. The house they lived in caught on fire and burnt down and their eight-year-old Boxer perished in the fire. They were missing their dog very much and wanted to adopt another Boxer, but the apartment complex they were living at then didn’t allow pets; however, as soon as they found another home, they went in search of another Boxer. Although they were checking surrounding rescues and Petfinder they didn’t find a Boxer until they went online and saw my picture and bio on Adams County Humane Society’s Facebook page. Once Rose and Alex came to the humane society to meet me, they took me for a walk along the trail, and it didn’t take them long to know we were the perfect match. The only problem was that they couldn’t take me with them that day; they had to wait until they had moved into their new house. It was hard for them to leave without me and so Rose and Alex sponsored the female dog in the kennel next to my kennel in hopes it would help get her adopted as well. That is the kind of people my new folks are. The Bonks are caring, and responsible people and I am so happy they chose me.

Adoption day came, and finally, I went to my new home and was given the name of Herring since it was a new beginning for all of us. At first, I slept on a blanket in the corner because I guess I had been kenneled for so long that to have so much space sort of made me nervous. Eventually, I came out of my shell. Rose will tell you, “By June or July, Herring came to know he belonged to them.”  It also took me a couple of months of training and close supervision to get me housetrained. Of course, it helps if you have human parents that are patient, loving, and above all, have treats!! My favorite treat is shredded cheese, and Rose will tell you it helps me listen to commands; however, there are times I do this “no listening thing” when mom says I don’t want to listen to a command! I guess you could compare me to acting like a two-year-old human child when I act like that. But Rose and Alex love me wholeheartedly anyway. My mom, Rose will tell you, “We took Herring outside to potty every two hours and gradually lengthened the time in between.” Mom and dad also took me to puppy training classes so I could learn all the basic dog manners; however, I was the oldest pupil, but that didn’t bother me. I did have to become more socialized around other dogs though, and mom and dad had friends with dogs that I could play with, and I got to go to the park and meet new dogs. The only time I got nervous at the park was when I would think mom or dad wasn’t nearby. I didn’t want to lose my family ever again.

Rose and Alex did have another pet at their home when I first arrived. They have a bearded dragon that is two years of age and named Higgins. He and I have become friends, and we have bonded! After I was adopted, the Bonds adopted another Boxer on January 9th, 2018 and named her Arleen. She is so pretty because she has brindle coloring and she is about two years old. When my mom and dad took me to introduce me to Arleen, we hit it off right away and so now I have a sister! Of course, there were times when Arleen and I “argued,” but we would make up. Arleen likes to keep me close. Rose says, “Arleen will sleep with Herring and lays on top of him at times or makes sure she lays a paw somewhere on Herring. Maybe it’s a protection thing.” I guess you might say Arleen knows I am deaf and has become a guide dog for me. She barks at me to get my attention, and when something gets her attention like when we get company, I know to follow her and her body language. Mom and dad have put a fence up for safety reasons since I am deaf. I am so very happy with my home and family! Rose and Alex take such good care of me, and I love Arleen and Higgins too!

Rose says, “Herring is good with our nieces and nephews. He is so good with children. Alex never had a shelter dog before and adopting Herring has changed his mind about shelter dogs. There are so many great shelter dogs to be adopted. We knew that having a deaf dog would come with its challenges, but with a lot of love and patience he turned out to be the best dog! We would adopt another deaf dog again from a shelter if given a chance.”

A forever home for a dog named Buster

My journey to find a forever home began when I arrived at the Adams County Humane Society in February of 2012. I was only a youngster, a 9-month-old puppy and had originally come from an overcrowded facility in Lady Smith. The staff at the ACHS did not know much about my background, except they thought I was a Labrador and Pit Bull mix. I didn’t like having to be locked up in a kennel, and so I barked quit a lot, especially when new people came to the humane society to visit. The staff thought I would have a hard time getting adopted because I barked so much. However, on February 25th, 2012 Lynn Harthorne and Tim Hendrich came to visit the Adams County Humane Society hoping to find a dog to adopt. At first, they were interested in another dog, a Dutch Shepherd, but when they were told that I might be hard to adopt out because I was a very vocal dog and barked a lot, Lynn said, “I want him, he’s the one!” You see, Lynn Harthorne and her boyfriend, Tim Hendrich, would prefer to adopt an animal from a shelter or rescue, or save one on their own. They saw my potential. I tried hard enough to get their attention! When they first arrived, I happened to be in one of the outdoor kennels, and I started barking and jumping up trying to tell them I wanted to go home with them. I wanted a forever home. Well, my lucky day was that day because they took me home with them!

Both Lynn and Tim recognized right away that I was an intelligent dog because I showed them that I had manners and already knew some of the dog commands.  Best of all, I showed them I was completely house trained; although, the staff at the Adams County Humane Society at told them how spotless I kept my kennel. At some point in my life, Lynn will say that someone must have taken the time to teach me some things. Once Lynn and Tim took me home I was a different dog and quieted right down and stopped barking. Also, I enjoyed walking on a leash, which was great because Lynn and Tim like to go on trails for hikes close to where they live, which we do four times a week. All the exercise that we do is great for me because it makes me a calmer, happier dog. I loved Tim’s children at first sight and since they have grown up and left home, every time I see his boys I make groaning and moaning noises. Mom calls these noises my way of showing I am happy like when I am playing with my toy ball or have it between my paws, I moan and groan with pleasure. I also like to lay in the yard and roll onto my back and let the sun shine down on me; then, I roll back over and sit up and take in my home. My mom Lynn says, “Buster likes watching the world go by.”

All went well from day one. Of course, meeting their cat Sid for the first time didn’t go as expected. Sid and I both are around the same age, and so, you could say, we grew up together. Sid, being like most cats, hid out from me. It took a year for Sid to get to know me and trust me, but now that we have bonded, we are the best of buddies. Lynn and Tim were patient and waited on Sid and me to adjust to the new situation and bond. Sid shares my bed every night, and I don’t even mind if Sid wants to get into my food dish to eat some of my food. I step back and just let him eat! In return, Sid doesn’t mind sharing his catnip toy with me; of course, when I am done playing with it, it has a lot of slobber on it! Sid and I love playing tag with each other, but I swear, Sid is the one that starts it! Sid will come up to me, raise up on his legs and bite me around the scruff of my neck. So, what do I do? I defend myself! I nip at Sid’s feet and legs until he stops. Don’t get me wrong. I love Sid, and he loves me. For instance, when separated for any length of time, Sid cries and meows nonstop and will go looking for me. We love each other and share our toys, food, and bed, but most important, we share the two most important people in our lives, mom and dad who saved us.

How fast time has flown! I have been with Lynn and Tim around six years now and am so grateful they found me. Sid is grateful to Lynn and Tim for adopting him as well since they found him in Juneau County at a shelter. He showed how grateful he was when one night Lynn and Tim were woke up by strange noises coming from the basement. They went to find the cause of the noise and saw Sid carrying a mouse trap with a dead mouse in it up the basement steps to give to them! He wanted to show he could be a good mouser although he couldn’t get outside to catch one. I show how much I appreciate being adopted by staying in my yard and never leaving. My dad, Tim says, “He knows how good he’s got it.” All I can say is that I didn’t have to bark to get people’s attention anymore. I had found my forever, loving home!

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