Forever Homes are happy tales!
We have been lucky enough to receive many notes and pictures from thankful families. Please take a moment and share a warm fuzzy with us!
Beaue (formerly known as Dubya)
Adopted in 2010
Beau is amazing. Extremely sweet and loveable. He has adjusted beautifully for a boy who has always lived outdoors. He loves going to the dog park every morning. He has started to actually play with others instead of just walking or running around. He has never had a problem sharing with the girls, 4 year old Missy (white), and 5 year old Lady (black). We rescued Lady 3 years ago. She is still very shy but does much better approaching people. Beau likes his new sisters, the back yard, and the sofa in the living room. He follows me everywhere. I just love him and so does everyone who meets him. Thanks, Tina
Adopted in 2010
Lee and Carol are proud to announce the arrival of "BELLA" on November 13TH, 2010 through FLORIDA POODLE RESCUE and the generosity of her adoptive Mom. She is 61 pounds 2 ounces and approx. 8 years old.
Brie (formerly known as Princess)
Adopted in 2010
4 years ago PRINCESS now BRIE was found roaming the streets of Tampa and picked up by Animal Control. She was very matted and had very bad ear infections. Florida Poodle Rescue came to her aid, had her groomed and her ears evaluated. Her ears were in the worst condition our vets had ever seen. While in foster care and undergoing treatment a couple on the East Coast of Florida fell in love with her, drove 3 hours to Dunedin and adopted her. She continues to see specialist to keep her ears healthy. They have named her BRIE. Recently, May of 2009, SADIE now BELLE was turned into the Humane Society in South Georgia because she had a bad leg. She also had heartworms. Florida Poodle Rescue came to her aid and had her leg operated on by one of our specialists in Tampa. Her heartworms will be treated after her rehabilitation. This same couple saw her photo and fell in love with her. They paid for her surgery and adopted her. Her name is now BELLE and is in her forever home with her "Sister". They now have "Queen" Brie and "Princess" Belle.
Bono (formerly known as Kokomo)
Adopted in 2010
Kokomo (Bono) - I went from "pillar to post" - 3 different homes before Florida Poodle Rescue found him a forever home. After my new parents had him groomed they found his scars. Someone had thrown some kind of acid on him. They also found out he was deaf. No matter Kokomo's love, devotion, sweetness, loyalty more than made up for any of his disabilities. His new "Mom" wrote the following to his Foster;
Sorry I have been so slow in sending you an email about Kokomo. I think You know that we've renamed him Bono because we're a big U2 fans. Anyway, he's doing great, but I think he's still adjusting to my two girls. They all get along, but he recently had a food confrontation with my girl Sophie.
No one was hurt physically, but I think Sophie got her feelings hurt - HaHa. Here is a photo of him chilling out on his favorite chair. I shaved off his mustache and beard about a month ago, and I really like the way he looks without it. I think he looks younger, so I'll probably keep him that way.
I wanted to write to you to give you an update on Bono (formerly Kokomo). I saw he was on the happy adoption story page already before I started to write this email, but I thought you would be interested in how he's doing.He has perked up so much in the few months that he has been with us, that it is hard to believe this is the same dog I brought home in March. When we first brought him home he only wanted me to hold him, and he had to be with me every moment or he would cry. He likes to hang out with my husband now too, and my husband loves to have his little buddy around. He demands that we chase him around the house every night around 7 pm, and he won't quit barking until one of us chases him for a few laps around the house. He loves to go for his walks in the morning with his two sisters, and his sisters protect him whenever they think another dog is picking on him. I bought him a few sweaters since the weather has turned cold, and he wags his tail like crazy whenever I pull out one of his sweaters. He is such an awesome little guy, and he has been a great addition to our family. He is very lively and has some of the craziest antics, and my husband and I love to watch him go "nuts". Sometimes he flops down on his side and spins himself like Curly from the Three Stooges. He's a little clown! Merry Christmas to you and everyone at Poodle Rescue.
Lizzie & Deter
Adopted in 2011
We all know that Megan's place in my heart is reserved forever. I luckily have the benefit of being able to think that through. Deter (also a Florida Poodle Rescue Boy) however was still moping about being alone. He needed a playmate. He had convinced me that six weeks was long enough to wait. So since our Poodle rescue group's director was convinced that she had the perfect dog to walk into the void left in our household, off we went to meet this little girl on Saturday. When I refer to WE that of course includes Deter. He had the approval vote with the most weight. He voted YES, and we returned home with one more dog in the car than before.
She was rescued after her owner left her and three other Standard Poodles in cages in his back yard. Can you imagine? The owner moved away and left them there. A neighbor called the animal control agency in that area and fortunately also called Florida Poodle Rescue. Thanks to our wonderful volunteers who beat the animal control people there, all four dogs have been saved. This little girl's name was unknown when she was rescued and in her foster home she was called Prissy. But I had the name Liz in mind, so her name now in the Jourdan house is Prissy Lizzie. Doyle says she's so lucky, we should all her Lotto Lizzie!
When this dear little girl came in to Florida Poodle Rescue she was pregnant. She has since had five puppies who have all been adopted. She is very sweet and gentle and after all she's been through, she is adapting remarkably calmly to all the changes she has experienced. She is probably between two and three years old, a small Standard, something under or around 40 pounds. In addition to being pregnant when she was rescued, she was emaciated. Her hair was so matted it had to be completely cut back. And thanks again to the care by Florida Poodle Rescue she is a healthy weight and her ears, tail, and topknot are on their way back into Poodle shape. So that's her story. Deter is delighted she is here! They play and play and play. I was trying to be a stand-in for his pal and he seemed appreciative, but when I see these two touch noses and the tails start to wag, I know that my human efforts were lacking.
Megan's place will always be revered, but Lizzie is a wonderful, wonderful addition to our house and Deter is a very happy young guy!
Judy, Doyle, Deter and Lizzie
Gabby (formerly known as Peanut)
Adopted in 2013
Anew home, a new name and a new loving mom ... Good going (Peanut) Gabby.
Adopted in 2010
It is with a humble heart that I send this THANK YOU letter to you and the friends at Florida Poodle Rescue. Although life may not start well from some, it's marvelous to experience another side; the compassionate and caring side.
I can never tell what happened to me and it is better that I forget. My endurance in my previous life was evident in my condition when I was disposed of. I couldn't understand what was wrong I only wanted to live and to be near my special person.
I'm really glad for all the humans who took part in my rescue. I was not feeling well for a long time and I'm so grateful that some people thought I was worth saving and helped me to get healthy.
However, the damage to my back that happened is sad but I promise to be good and happy and cheerful and enjoy every moment my life has to offer. I'm sorry it may create extra work and worried but I promise to love all the more for helping me.
My new special person lets me give all the live I want. She plays with mea and lets me watch the house when she goes away and lets me sleep on the big bed and gives me lots of hugs and kisses AND TREATS!! Food is good, too. And there a few critters running around I like teasing.
THANK YOU SO MUCH TO ALL OF YOU for sending me to Dr. Hay and assuring my special person that I am not in pain and that I'll be ok ... with a little love from my friends.
Adopted in 2013
Because Gigi is such a cutie, there were many applicants that were interested in her. Unfortunately soon after being rescued by us, it was discovered that she had a blood disease, called Canine Idiopathic Thrombocytopenia (it's a condition resulting from the destruction of the blood cells by a dog's own immune system). The treatment was long, but thank God successful. Jackie, her new mom patiently waited for nearly three months before Gigi was cleared by the vet to be ready for adoption. During those months months, Gigi was lovingly taken care and spoiled by her wonderful fosters Shelly and Lew. We know for a fact that since Gigi came to FPR she's had the best of both worlds despite her health issues. A big Thank You to Shelly and Lew.
Jack (formerly known as Prince)
Adopted in 2011
Jack has settled in with his new pack (Alvin and Simon both adopted from Florida Poodle Rescue) just fine. Simon is stable after his pericardiocentesis of 200cc blood last Thursday. His heart rate and respirations have normalized as have his appetite (and activities though he takes it easier these days). Jack is eating Somewhat just what Alvin and Simon do. Even Cherrios, milk and bananas for breakfast. Scrambled eggs with cheese, chicken, baked potatoes, yogurt and blueberries (all mixed up) for dinner. A bit of French vanilla ice cream for dessert (he loves it). Many thanks, Rockie.
Jasper (formerly known as Jack)
Adopted in 2011
Just wanted to touch base and let you know that Jasper is doing wonderfully! He sleeps in bed with my cat and I every night. He is fine with Zach, my boy dog. I think Zach likes having another dog here. Not one miffed moment. Jasper and I just jogged about 2 miles on Bayshore Boulevard and he checks out fine with bikes and people running! He is really adorable! Marie
Merlot and Riley
Adopted in 2010
Left photo: Merlot (apricot) shown with his sister Chanel. Right photo: Riley (apricot) shown with his brother Cooper.
The boys are doing great. Ivette and I keep in touch. We are going to get the boys together. Ivette and I keep in touch. Seems that all of a sudden he is potty trained. Took longer than usual, but he is good now. Thanks for a great boy. By the way both the boys are about 35 lbs. We think they will not be small standards. Cooper who is now 70 lbs. was 40 at 6 months old. Riley is 35 lbs. at 4 1/2 months. Thought you might like an update and a look at what you brought to our lives. Thanks, Tom and Jo
Milou (formerly known as Rufus)
Milou's story is long overdue, but very much deserves to be shared. We adopted him when he was a 1 1/2 year old. We named him Milou after the dog in a Belgian comic strip "TinTin et son Milou". He had not been socialized with other dogs, had been kept in a cage most of his life, and had been taunted by the children in the household, who I imagine were always reaching for his face ... not exactly what dogs like. He was turned into Florida Poodle Rescue apparently because he was a "bitter" and his owners had considered putting him down. His foster parents, Cynthia and John, gave him lots of love and observed him for a couple of months. They taught him basic commands "sit and down" and had him groomed to reveal a majestic Miniature Poodle. Though they never observed any aggressive behavior in him, they shared the information about the "biter" issue with us and told us what situations to avoid. Milou bonded with my husband right away. At first he was a puller when taken out for walks, was afraid of his own shadow, and would bark at other dogs and joggers. In no time, with consistent and positive reinforcement, as Cesar Milan the Dog Whisperer recommends, he became the perfect and most gentle, obedient, calm and polite dog.
Since the death of my husband in a tragic plane crash, Milou has literally kept me alive. He has become my service dog and is with me at all times. He travels with me everywhere I go to in the US and Europe. Friends jokingly say that if he could accumulate frequent flyer miles, he would have earned a free ticket by now. It is such a coincidence that the "Milou" in the Belgian comic strip is a world traveler who accompanies his master on adventures. Milou has mastered traveling by car, high-speed train, bus, boat, and airplane. He has even gotten patted going through Security at airports. He is, indeed, the perfect traveler and companion, and he takes his job to heart. The thought that this precious, misunderstood, and neglected dog risked being put to sleep just makes me shiver. Though I continue to mourn the loss of my beloved husband, Milou helps my emotional and physical health on a daily basis. On his spare time, he loves to play with his toys, perform tricks, play hide and seek, plus he gets along splendidly with his adopted sister, a green iguana named Miquita. I am the proud owner of this "ambassador" of one of the best and most brilliant breeds of dogs. He personifies what FPR is all about ... giving second chances to amazing beings. They change and improve the lives of those lucky enough to adopt them.
Adopted in 2010
Our family adopted Monet aka. Mr. Monet about 2 months ago from the Florida Poodle Rescue and would like to thank his foster mom Lois Schmidt for all the love and tips she gave us for making his transition easy. Needless to say he is doing wonderful, and loved by the whole family. He is very sweet and despite his blindness he gets around the house with little to no problem and goes to the door when he wants to go out, he is very persistent. His personality is playful and he loves to show off his stuffed toy and do his poodle dance for us. He no longer has an uneasy stomach and has most recently started to warm up to our other family dog. When we are away from home he loves to unroll the toilet paper and then curls up in his bed and patiently wait for my arrival home so he can follow me everywhere I go. We love him very much. Thank you, The Kelloughs
Adopted in 2003
Six years ago I was given a special opportunity to adopt a puppy from a "Puppy Mill" bust and fostered by Joan. She has been and still is a very special part of my husband's and my life. I'm writing to let you know how proud I am of her and that she has now become a therapy dog. She will be giving back the love and care to others that we have given her over the years. She will be working. initially at the Child Advocacy Center where she will be a meet and greet dog for children who have been physically, sexually abused or neglected. Eventually she will go into the forensic interview with the child and depending upon the situation may go to court with the child also. The Red Cross has requested therapy dogs for the Wounded Warrior Program and I will be contacting them this week. In September she will also be going into a local elementary school that has requested a therapy dog for children to read to. I am so proud that her temperament is appropriate for this and that she passed the testing with flying colors. I just wanted both of you to know that you made a great placement when you let us adopt her and how very thankful we are to have her as a member of our family. We are proud to share her love with others in need. Diane
Adopted in 2010
Anyway He is a wonderful little guy and is so well loved. He had surgery 3 months after we adopted him to remove a QUARTER from his stomach. The zinc was completely off and the copper had holes in it. He was toxic and very sick. He had surgery to remove the quarter and is doing great for a 14 year old. We thank you for our wonderful bundle of love.
Adopted in 2010
Rusty Pete just got groomed and what a handsome boy. He is doing well and we love him! Thank you for bringing him into our lives.
The Wacko Pack
Adopted in 2013
The dogs have a half acre fenced yard which they have raced on, dug up and generally rendered 'grass-less'. And a swimming pool. They have a daybed in our home office and another bed of their own in our master bedroom. The cat, Cruiser, rules and eats more dog food (out of whichever bowl she chooses) than cat food. There is an indoor Koi pond which seems to have better tasting water than the fresh water bowl in the office.
Male, vet thinks he's about 7 now. (independent adoption before we joined FPR) Found running loose in Apopka, FL. So emaciated he could hardly stand and was only 43 pounds. He is now 71 pounds and an enthusiastic leaper able to clear tall couches in a single bound. Dog food connoisseur who thinks people food is for...people.
Ebony, formerly Sage
Age 8, sick, underweight, oozing cyst/tumor on her rump when we picked her up in South Florida. Owner surrender with her white litter mate sister who bit her and wouldn't let her eat. We fostered both and quickly placed the healthy sister with a forever home. After surgery the incision would not heal and we had to drive her 40 miles each way for wound care two to three times a week for 4 months. After each session at the veterinary surgery center we would take her through the drive-through for a plain hamburger. The staff at the drive-through got to know her and would say, 'That's for Ebony, right?' She developed another swelling on the opposite side and we had come to adore her stoic and cheerful personality. We adopted her so we wouldn't burden FPR anymore for the expense of her care. Healthy after another 6 months of care and steroid shots. She is the Queen Mother...very calm and affectionate, and is the favorite of our friends who visit.
Probably 7. Forever home reject after a week. Bit a toy poodle and FPR was asked to get her out of the house immediately. We fostered her for observation. Judy is an animal behaviorist trained by a former Marineland animal trainer and certified by Novartis/University of Georgia. We learned over time that Sami is afraid of aggressive small white male dogs and will bite out of fear. Another one who stayed so long that she is part of the pack and we couldn't part with her. We also think she may be part Labrador because she is really puppy-like in her play and is a clown. She is Boonedoggle's wrestling partner. Her favorite trick is to run to the front door and bark once as if there is someone there. When all the other dogs run to the door barking she runs back into the 'dog's office' and starts eating their food. They still haven't figured out there's nobody at the door.
4 now. Never had a 'real' name when we picked him up from the volunteer transport. He, and his 'brother', were found running lose in Baton Rouge, LA. Cajun was barely skin and bone, had just been treated for Parvo, un-neutured and was Heartworm positive. He wasn't housebroken, and his behavior indicated he had never been in a house. He barked at, and hid from, the TV. Walked into the glass patio doors. Barked at his own reflection. He couldn't be neutered or begin treatment for Heartworm until he was stronger. Even when he was able to begin treatment he was still so underweight and weak that the vet reduced dosage and extended the treatment for fear of a fatal event. It was 7 months after he arrived that he was deemed healthy. He had gained 30 pounds. It took 5 more months to get him socialized to the presence of strangers. 70 pounds strong and a 'dancing bear' able to stand up on his hind legs. Very affectionate, playful and Delta's 'boyfriend'.
Delta, formerly Ginger
Age 6. Abandoned and rescued in the Carolinas. With us as a foster for 5 months but adopted in March, 2014, because she is still in a very long period of recovery to the point of trusting anyone. Serious PTSD. Obviously abused by a male as she is very fearful of men, even me. Beginning to trust Judy and accepting treats from me. She's fine with the other dogs, especially her best friend, Cajun. Still underweight, probably because of her constant stress and nervous energy. She has stopped 'kennel pacing' and actually sleeps soundly if the house is quiet.
I rescued a human today. Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels. I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her. I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she wouldn't be afraid. As she stopped at my kennel I blocked her view from a little accident I had in the back of my cage. I didn't want her to know that I hadn't been walked today. Sometimes the shelter keepers get too busy and I didn't want her to think poorly of them. As she read my kennel card I hoped that she wouldn't feel sad about my past. I only have the future to look forward to and want to make a difference in someone's life.
She got down on her knees and made little kissy sounds at me.
I shoved my shoulder and side of my head up against the bars to comfort her. Gentle fingertips caressed my neck; she was desperate for companionship. A tear fell down her cheek and I raised my paw to assure her that all would be well. Soon my kennel door opened and her smile was so bright that I instantly jumped into her arms.
I would promise to keep her safe. I would promise to always be by her side. I would promise to do everything I could to see that radiant smile and sparkle in her eyes.
I was so fortunate that she came down my corridor. So many more are out there who haven't walked the corridors. So many more to be saved. At least I could save one.
I rescued a human today.
There I sat, alone and afraid,
You got a call and came right to my aid.
You bundled me up with blankets and love.
And, when I needed it most, you gave me a hug.
I learned that the world was not all that scary and cold.
That sometimes there is someone to have and to hold.
You taught me what love is, you helped me to mend.
You loved me and healed me and became my first friend.
And just when I thought you'd done all you could do,
There came along not one new lesson, but two.
First you said, "Sweetheart, you're ready to go.
I've done all I can, and you've learned all I know."
Then you bundled me up with a blanket and a kiss.
Along came a new family, they even have kids!
They took me to their home, forever to stay.
At first I thought you sent me away.
Then that second lesson became perfectly clear.
No matter how far, you will always be near.
And so, Foster Mom, you know I've moved on.
I have a new home, with toys and a lawn.
But I'll never forget what I learned that first day.
You never really give your fosters away.
You gave me these thoughts to remember you by.
We may never meet again, and now I know why.
You'll remember I lived with you for a time.
I may not be yours, but you'll always be mine.