I was unusual for a rescue in that my pedigree
is known. I was born March 24, 1999 and passed on to the Rainbow Bridge on July 27, 2012 at 13 1/3 years old.
I was purchased at a
pet store (for a lot of money) and lived with a family in Kentucky.
There were many reasons that that family could not keep me. But
I had spent almost all my life outside in a backyard. My original family
finally called the BCCA
Rescue when they decided I was not having a very good life and needed
a family to take care of me. And then I found my forever home (still in their hearts)
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Me:
Half my face was white - the other half black
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I loved my home
I became fully adjusted after many years of patience and understanding from my humans. I
needed some obedience training. But I loved to hug my humans and became much
better with strangers (except if they want to harm the humans).
I always loved to be outside. In fact, that is where I was when I passed on. I went out one last time and fell asleep. But if you watched the
video you know I came in and went out as I pleased. I played all
day with my new brother beardies Hobo and Checkers until they passed on (just a year or less before me)- and also my
humans. I had a great life, and they tell me I was very smart.
I was truely an example of a rescue who had to earn my home and the love of my humans. (And that he did .... and will be missed)
You can still see some of the old stories that made Rags famous. |
Summer (2000) but still noteworthy:
Hey - they tell me I am a hero.
Wow - I was written up in Dog Fancy and a local newspaper too. Actually,
both my buddies Hobo and Checkers are too. This man walked into our
yard one day and didn't notice us. He did notice our human.
As he walked toward him, he pulled out a big knife like blade.
Well, we saw that and came to protect our human. We surrounded
the guy - Hobo got between him and our human Glenn and snarled at him,
Checkers barked and I leaped in and out at him. The guy took another
step and I grabbed him by his shirt
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Me - and the knife
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from behind. I got some of his skin too I guess. The man
stopped and asked if we would hurt him. Dad said "If I tell them
too they will tear you to shreds" (He was joking of course, we are big
loving furballs .. but dad didn't know I already got him as I did it from
behind). The man then said "Can I put this down then?" and he put
the knife down. Dad told us to stop then, and we did. but we
stayed between the man and dad. Dad called the police once he got
the guy off the property - they picked the guy up and later said they had
to take him to a mental ward in a hospital - the guy had a mental problem
- they said dad, and us, did a good thing getting the guy locked up |
How I got here:
| I was first placed in a home with two nice ladies
in Ohio, but it did not work out. They had another dog that was afraid
of me. Then, I was fostered by a nice family in Michigan for a couple
of days, and even though they wanted a Beardie, they also turned me down.
My new human, Glenn, is the Regional Coordinator for BCCA rescue.
He had taken me in a couple times already, trying to place me with a nice
family. He decided I needed to be trained. I had a problem, not being
potty trained. I also was sort of wild, pulled on leashes, jumped
up and nipped people - basically I just needed to be trained as if I were
a new puppy |
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Well, I worked my magic - and made them fall in love
with me. It must have been all those hours of training, and the little
tricks I played on the humans. They decided I was special for them
and the Short family adopted me, I love it here - I am almost completely
trained now. I have a couple of Beardie brothers you can see on the
net, Hobo and Checkers.
I hope you also look at more of my photos.
You will see some more winter and some older ones
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I almost always had a toy - I loved toys.. |
