Meet the Emerald Rescue Crew!
It’s awful to say that you have a favorite child, but Lily will always have a very unique place in my heart. She’s the first of The Crew, the OG. She’s the precious angel that began this adventure at my side.
I adopted Lily back in 2011 when she was approximately eight months old. I had intended to bring home a kitten that day, but this tiny, scruffy, emaciated puppy with big, sad eyes stared at me longingly through the bars of her cage. She caught my heart and it was instant love. The next four years brought a lot of changes into my life, but no matter where we were or what we were doing, Lily was never upset as long as we were together. She was my only baby from 2011-2015 (except some fostered kittens here and there), but when new furry family members join us, she accepts each one gracefully and always makes an effort to be welcoming. She’s literally the most perfect pup in the world.
Scout is the second pup to join the crew. In February 2016, a little Chihuahua puppy was given up because her back legs were bowed and the owner of her mom was concerned she was going to have ongoing medical complications. She was 1.8lbs and she literally fit into the palm of my hand. I didn’t even bother to agree to foster her because I immediately knew that if I took her home, she was going to stay with me forever. Lily was such a great big sister and she immediately took Scout under her wing. Scout is sassy and scrappy, a true 5lb Chihuahua who believes that she is a Doberman. WIth people, she’s just as much of a love-bug as her big sister Lily.
Delilah the Yorkie is the third dog to join the Crew. I first took her in during December, 2016 because her original Mom was going through some personal things. She stayed with me for a few months and then went back to her mom, but as it turned out, Delilah was a bit too much for her to handle. At that point, she was nearly two years old but still not potty trained. As it turns out, she has an undersized bladder (and she’s already a 5lb dog) so expecting her to hold it long enough to get outside from a sixth-floor apartment wasn’t very likely. I worked on training her to use pee-pads in-between trips outdoors, and even though it took her a while to understand, she eventually got it. She is a typical terrier, or “terror” as I like to jokingly call her. She loves tug toys, she “grumps” when she wants your attention and you’re not giving it to her, and her favorite thing in the world is belly rubs.
Peaches was rescued along with 20-something other Chihuahuas from a breeding situation. She had lived the first eight years of her life in a cage in a basement in Wisconsin being forced to birth and raise litters of tiny puppies. When I brought her home to foster, she sat in her crate quietly with the door open for six months before venturing out and slowly learning from the other three how to be a dog. There are still some things that she doesn’t do (and maybe never will) such as play with toys or walk on a leash, but she gets all the snuggles and attention that she wants, and I believe that she’s happy now. I hadn’t intended on keeping her, but I couldn’t bear the idea of rehoming her after it took her so long to acclimate. Everyone loves her, she’s always the favorite everywhere that we go!
Olivia the pom is an honorary member of the crew. She was rescued in early 2018 from a puppy mill situation in Florida by her mom who was my neighbor before I moved, and I’ve regularly babysat her since she was four months old. She’s usually with us for a few days each week and sometimes attends outreach events. She’s definitely the most high-energy dog, and too smart for her own good. She’s a very mischevious pup and she somehow knows how to grin in photos. She’s Delilah’s BFF and they get very engaged in “tug-o-war” games together. She absolutely loves belly rubs, she’s quite vocal (I side-eye her all of time for it), and although I often threaten to send her to Abu Dabi, I wouldn’t change her for the world.
Sweet Arya is the newest member of the crew. When she was found as a stray in California, she had a large mammary tumor. Unfortunately, upon removal and biopsy, it turned out to be cancerous. As of right now (November, 2019) we are in the process of figuring out a more detailed diagnosis and treatment plan, but the prognosis given to her is currently between 6 months and 1 year. She is a wonderful, sweet six-year-old Chihuahua who doesn’t deserve this fate and she would never have gotten cancer if she had been spayed. (She is now, of course, but too little too late…) Please spay and neuter your pets. It’s not just about preventing procreation, but it’s a preventative for so many other life-threatening health problems such as this. We will do everything that we can to ensure that the rest of her life is happy, and that she feels loved.
This crazy lady has MORE animals?! Yep…
Meet Detective Elliot Stabler, aka Eli. He came into our lives before Scout, when the only other animal was Lily. He was a neo-natal kitten who lost his mom. He was a tiny fuzzy gray cutie, and I knew that I was going to keep him. We’re pretty sure he’s a Maine Coon or a Maine Coon mix. He’s VERY chill, lazy, and goes with the flow with far less resistance than a typical cat. He rolls his eyes when I bring a new dog home, but he has his favorite lounging places where the dogs can’t reach him, and generally prefers to hang out on his cat trees and watch the chaos down below as if it’s cable TV. He loves scritchies and he purrs a lot.
Rue also came before Scout, only two months after Elliot. She was the runt of a feral litter abandoned by their mother. All of the kittens were very sick at only a few weeks old, and although they all needed TLC, I was advised that Rue likely wouldn’t make it and that I should focus on the others. Did I listen? Of course not! I obsessed over Rue who was half the size of her littermates (about the size of a hamster, literally) and very emaciated, but with a raw diet and keeping her with me 24/7, she survived. Her siblings went on to adoption, but she wasn’t healthy enough until she was four months old. By that time she was very bonded to me and it was clear that she wasn’t going anywhere.
Both of the kitties were raised amid the “dog chaos” and fortunately do not get upset or stressed out when new foster dogs come home. They have plenty of places that they can lounge where the dogs cannot access them, so they can choose when they want to interact with them and when they want to be left alone. My promise to them is that I won’t bring home any more cats 😉
STILL MORE?!?! Okay, but in my defense, the horses don’t live with me! They are boarded.
I rescued Titan the Tennessee Walker from a kill pen in North Carolina in June, 2018 when he was at risk of being slaughtered. When you rescue a kill pen horse, you take them home as-is often knowing very little about their origins. From what we can deduce, he was sored. He sustained an SI injury, probably due to the strenuous way that these horses are shown, and likely was dumped because rehab takes a long time. He not only had to heal physically, but emotionally, as well. We’ve spent a LOT of time on groundwork and trust-building, and only recently have we began to do light work under saddle. He’s a sweet, sensitive horse and it kills me that he was abused, but I’m happy that I was able to save him.
Ruby was rescued this past summer (2019.) Her rescue wasn’t planned, but she was two hours away from being loaded onto the slaughter truck. She is a mare through and through with the mare-i-tude to match, but she also has great ground manners and is very polite under saddle. She was emaciated when rescued, but it seems like no permanent damage was done and I don’t think she suffered any other type of abuse. I love spending my weekends with these special horses!