Saturday, February 21, 2015
Friday, February 20, 2015
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Goldie is Boss
Just thought I would share how well Goldie is doing. She was not a foster for long before we fell in love. She had healed well from her Mast cell surgery and is just full of life. She wants to play all the time and is so sweet. She already bosses everyone else around - a regular Napoleon complex for sure. She is a tiny little thing and brings us so much joy.
Joan Stark
What
a precious senior! One so full of spunk, too! The way I see it, Joan,
you know how us seniors (well me - a senior, anyway) have come to that
time in their life where they can and will say exactly what is on their
mind? Goldie has fallen into that category and it's just fine! LOL...
Love your sweater Ms Goldie!!! You go with your bad self, Goldie.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Remy Loves to Fetch!
Adoptable pup Remy loves to play Fetch! She loves her foster brother too. Could you be this sweet girl's forever home?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JneiWpZQsZo&feature=youtu.be
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JneiWpZQsZo&feature=youtu.be
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Remy Relaxes
REMY RELAXES
Hi friends, Remy here. I'd like to share this video with any of my friends who may be stressed or anxious today. A quick massage with some soothing music always helps me. Namaste friends. Ohm.... Ohm...
P.S. I'm still looking for my furever home. If you think I might be a good match for you (and you have magic fingers!) please fill out an application and let NEBTR know!
https://m.youtube.com/watch?feature=youtu.be&v=HbS-VofUiMo
Hi friends, Remy here. I'd like to share this video with any of my friends who may be stressed or anxious today. A quick massage with some soothing music always helps me. Namaste friends. Ohm.... Ohm...
P.S. I'm still looking for my furever home. If you think I might be a good match for you (and you have magic fingers!) please fill out an application and let NEBTR know!
https://m.youtube.com/watch?feature=youtu.be&v=HbS-VofUiMo
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Jazzy Says Thanks for the Sweater to Karine and Boo Boo
Thanks to a NEBTR supporter, Karine and Boo Boo's Mom, some of our babies will be stylish and warm wearing these beautiful hand crocheted sweaters. Here is Jazzy modeling hers in a gorgeous shade of blue.
Thanks so much, and look how happy she looks!
Thanks so much, and look how happy she looks!
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
A Message From Your Dog
I am your dog, and I have a little something I’d like to whisper in your ear.
I know that you humans lead busy lives. Some have to work, some have children to raise. It always seems like you are running here and there, often much too fast, often never noticing the truly grand things in life.
Look down at me now, while you sit there at your computer. See the way my dark brown eyes look at yours? They are slightly cloudy now. That comes with age. The gray hairs are beginning to ring my soft muzzle. You smile at me; I see love in your eyes. What do you see in mine? Do you see a spirit? A soul inside, who loves you as no other could in the world? A spirit that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrong doing for just a simple moment of your time? That is all I ask. To slow down, if even for a few minutes to be with me.
So many times you have been saddened by the words you read on that screen, of other of my kind, passing. Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly, sometimes so suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat. Sometimes, we age so slowly before your eyes that you may not even seem to know until the very end, when we look at you with grizzled muzzles and cataract clouded eyes. Still the love is always there, even when we must take that long sleep, to run free in a distant land. I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here next week. Someday you will shed the water from your eyes, that humans have when deep grief fills their souls, and you will be angry at yourself that you did not have just “One more day” with me.
Because I love you so, your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me. We have NOW, together. So come, sit down here next to me on the floor, and look deep into my eyes. What do you see? If you look hard and deep enough we will talk, you and I, heart to heart. Come to me not as “alpha” or as “trainer” or even “Mom or Dad,” come to me as a living soul and stroke my fur and let us look deep into one another’s eyes, and talk. I may tell you something about the fun of chasing a tennis ball, or I may tell you something profound about myself, or even life in general.
You decided to have me in your life because you wanted a soul to share such things with, someone very different from you. And, here I am. I am a dog, but I am alive. I feel emotion, I feel physical senses, and I can revel in the differences of our spirits and souls. I do not think of you as a “Dog on two feet” — I know what you are. You are human, in all your quirkiness, and I love you still.
Now, come sit with me, on the floor. Enter my world, and let time slow down if only for 15 minutes. Look deep into my eyes, and whisper to my ears. Speak with your heart, with your joy and I will know your true self. We may not have tomorrow, and life is oh so very short.
Love, Your Dog
I know that you humans lead busy lives. Some have to work, some have children to raise. It always seems like you are running here and there, often much too fast, often never noticing the truly grand things in life.
Look down at me now, while you sit there at your computer. See the way my dark brown eyes look at yours? They are slightly cloudy now. That comes with age. The gray hairs are beginning to ring my soft muzzle. You smile at me; I see love in your eyes. What do you see in mine? Do you see a spirit? A soul inside, who loves you as no other could in the world? A spirit that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrong doing for just a simple moment of your time? That is all I ask. To slow down, if even for a few minutes to be with me.
So many times you have been saddened by the words you read on that screen, of other of my kind, passing. Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly, sometimes so suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat. Sometimes, we age so slowly before your eyes that you may not even seem to know until the very end, when we look at you with grizzled muzzles and cataract clouded eyes. Still the love is always there, even when we must take that long sleep, to run free in a distant land. I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here next week. Someday you will shed the water from your eyes, that humans have when deep grief fills their souls, and you will be angry at yourself that you did not have just “One more day” with me.
Because I love you so, your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me. We have NOW, together. So come, sit down here next to me on the floor, and look deep into my eyes. What do you see? If you look hard and deep enough we will talk, you and I, heart to heart. Come to me not as “alpha” or as “trainer” or even “Mom or Dad,” come to me as a living soul and stroke my fur and let us look deep into one another’s eyes, and talk. I may tell you something about the fun of chasing a tennis ball, or I may tell you something profound about myself, or even life in general.
You decided to have me in your life because you wanted a soul to share such things with, someone very different from you. And, here I am. I am a dog, but I am alive. I feel emotion, I feel physical senses, and I can revel in the differences of our spirits and souls. I do not think of you as a “Dog on two feet” — I know what you are. You are human, in all your quirkiness, and I love you still.
Now, come sit with me, on the floor. Enter my world, and let time slow down if only for 15 minutes. Look deep into my eyes, and whisper to my ears. Speak with your heart, with your joy and I will know your true self. We may not have tomorrow, and life is oh so very short.
Love, Your Dog
Daisy Goes to the Rainbow Bridge
It
was back in 2002 I think, that I got a call from my intake coordinator
Jane for an owner surrender, my girl Daisy. This little 9 month old
spit fire Daisy had skin issues that thousands of dollars later, vets
could not treat. Dear Lord give me strength. I was clueless back then
but I was up for the challenge since the family was asking to re-home
her.
Daisy was only 9 months old and they couldn't handle the skin issues. For once I liked the owners Debra & her daughter Linda. Oh my - a girl after my own heart. My namesake.
Year after year, I put my heart and soul into this girl Daisy. I was my own spit fire back then and called the so called breeders in North Carolina and drilled them. Turned out all the liter mates had skin issues. It was then I learned about puppy mill dogs. I took that girl all the way from Manhattan to the east end of Long Island for holistic treatments. Eventually, she was healed and I decided to keep her, however not for me, but for Little Linda.
Every year on Daisy's birthday in August, Linda and her mom Debra came to visit her. She survived cancer 2x and they gave me a donation for NEBTR to pay the bill 2x. They are my family.
Last night after my Gizmo episode, I'm sleeping and around 2 a.m., Ivy is licking Daisy and the slurps woke me up. Stop it I said. I felt the pee and poop against my body and at that point, I shook Daisy to tell her get up!! She was limp and she was gone. Is this a dream??? My Daisy is gone.
I changed the bed, wrapped Daisy in a blanket, put her in my chair and wet back to sleep like it was a nightmare. The next morning she was still gone. My Daisy died in her sleep and I wish Gizmo had that pleasure as we all do.
I only cried when I called Joanne.
I will always miss that little spitfire. My Daisy and Gizmo are gone. Ugh Ugh Ugh.
Linda Antonelli
Daisy was only 9 months old and they couldn't handle the skin issues. For once I liked the owners Debra & her daughter Linda. Oh my - a girl after my own heart. My namesake.
Year after year, I put my heart and soul into this girl Daisy. I was my own spit fire back then and called the so called breeders in North Carolina and drilled them. Turned out all the liter mates had skin issues. It was then I learned about puppy mill dogs. I took that girl all the way from Manhattan to the east end of Long Island for holistic treatments. Eventually, she was healed and I decided to keep her, however not for me, but for Little Linda.
Every year on Daisy's birthday in August, Linda and her mom Debra came to visit her. She survived cancer 2x and they gave me a donation for NEBTR to pay the bill 2x. They are my family.
Last night after my Gizmo episode, I'm sleeping and around 2 a.m., Ivy is licking Daisy and the slurps woke me up. Stop it I said. I felt the pee and poop against my body and at that point, I shook Daisy to tell her get up!! She was limp and she was gone. Is this a dream??? My Daisy is gone.
I changed the bed, wrapped Daisy in a blanket, put her in my chair and wet back to sleep like it was a nightmare. The next morning she was still gone. My Daisy died in her sleep and I wish Gizmo had that pleasure as we all do.
I only cried when I called Joanne.
I will always miss that little spitfire. My Daisy and Gizmo are gone. Ugh Ugh Ugh.
Linda Antonelli
Happy First Gotcha Day Dooley
Today a year ago my sweet foster Dooley was adopted. Look at him now. He hit the jackpot!!
Conny McGraw
I hope your first "gotcha day' was as special as you are, Dooley!! - Joyce
New Fosters Pepper and Chili
I picked up the BT and min pin who has been living in a Camden basement this afternoon. Both dogs have been fed BREAD during their lives and no vetting care. Both dogs had extremely dry and coarse skin with lots of big flakes of dandruff.
As soon as I got them home I gave them each a bath. They were wonderful for their bath. Both dogs give lots of kisses and love. We named the Boston Pepper and the min pin Chili.
Pepper did not want to eat her dry kibble for dinner tonight, however she did take treats from us. We're going to add some beef broth to see if she will like it better. Chili ate 1/2 of her kibble and some treats. They have both been placed in our "foster room" and have been very quiet and well behaved. They are said to be about 5 years old. T
hey will be going to our vet this week for a full check. Both dogs nails are so long that they are curled under to the pads of their feet. I attempted to cut Pepper's nails however they are so long that I'm having a hard time with it so I'm just going to let the vet do it.
Other than that, they are extremely well behaved and loving dogs. So far, they do not appear to be bonded. I had Pepper in the living room with me for about an hour and Chili did not make a peep. We will continue to assess. These dogs had absolutely nothing, so I will be putting together a wish list for some essentials for them. More updates as I continue to learn about them!
Amanda Unger
Amanda and everyone involved in the rescue of Chili and Pepper....Thank
you,thank you,thank you!!! These poor babies are now safe and sound. I
don't know the full story about them, all I know is they lived in a cold
unfinished basement and hardly had any human interaction. You and
everyone involved are their angels.
They are both safe and free to
know what love is. Bless their little hearts.It's times such as this that I love dogs much more than I like people.Bless you all.... -- Joyce
They are both so sweet looking and deserve the best. Thank you for starting the best part their lives! -Loretta
Monday, February 16, 2015
Leo Thanks Yvonne De La Cruz
It was hard to get a clear picture, his little nose was going nuts
trying to find the treat. Leo loves it!! Thank you Yvonne, xoxo Leo
Sunday, February 15, 2015
Meet Omar and Zoey
Hi everyone, Omar & Zoey here. We are the two Bulldog mixes that were emaciated and abandoned in the Bronx, NY. We were placed against a building in a box where a nice police officer rescued us and brought us to the shelter. The nice people from Northeast Boston Terrier Rescue took us into foster care back in October, 2014.
It's been a long haul but we needed a lost of medical care & food due to our neglect. We are now spayed, neutered, healthy and are ready to be adopted.
Me Zoey, I'm the female and I weigh 33 lbs. Me Omar, I'm the male and I weigh 28 lbs. No one knows for sure if we are liter mates but we don't care, we love each other. Also, we are very young, about a year old. Although we have different personalities, we balance each other and really would like a new forever home together since we survived our horrific beginning together.
Since we are young and require more training, perhaps a family with no small children and no dogs nor cats would be best. We are still in the learning process so a calm & structured household would be best for us.
We will require a family who has the time, patience and dedication to continue the training that our foster mom started. We had to learn everything from house training to not chewing anything except our toys. We need to continue learning what it is to be a pet and enjoy the companionship of a family. We are learning so much every day and enjoying life and just pleasing our foster mom.
We need exercise which would include to play outside and walk on a leash. You know the typical things dogs do. At the end of the day, we would love to cuddle on the couch and watch a movie with you. We are even tempered and even though we were neglected at the beginning, we hold no grudges. We are just thriving on attention and never want it to end.
If you have any questions about us, you are more than welcome to ask our foster mom Linda Antonelli. Her email address is dollytoots@optonline.net.
Omar & Zoey are currently being fostered in Bay Shore, NY and their adoption fee will be $300.00.
We require an application, phone interview and homecheck. To see our application process before applying, visit our Petfinder shelter information page or visit www.nebostonrescue.org. You can also complete our online application on our website.
It's been a long haul but we needed a lost of medical care & food due to our neglect. We are now spayed, neutered, healthy and are ready to be adopted.
Me Zoey, I'm the female and I weigh 33 lbs. Me Omar, I'm the male and I weigh 28 lbs. No one knows for sure if we are liter mates but we don't care, we love each other. Also, we are very young, about a year old. Although we have different personalities, we balance each other and really would like a new forever home together since we survived our horrific beginning together.
Since we are young and require more training, perhaps a family with no small children and no dogs nor cats would be best. We are still in the learning process so a calm & structured household would be best for us.
We will require a family who has the time, patience and dedication to continue the training that our foster mom started. We had to learn everything from house training to not chewing anything except our toys. We need to continue learning what it is to be a pet and enjoy the companionship of a family. We are learning so much every day and enjoying life and just pleasing our foster mom.
We need exercise which would include to play outside and walk on a leash. You know the typical things dogs do. At the end of the day, we would love to cuddle on the couch and watch a movie with you. We are even tempered and even though we were neglected at the beginning, we hold no grudges. We are just thriving on attention and never want it to end.
If you have any questions about us, you are more than welcome to ask our foster mom Linda Antonelli. Her email address is dollytoots@optonline.net.
Omar & Zoey are currently being fostered in Bay Shore, NY and their adoption fee will be $300.00.
We require an application, phone interview and homecheck. To see our application process before applying, visit our Petfinder shelter information page or visit www.nebostonrescue.org. You can also complete our online application on our website.
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Bella Says Thanks
Bella says thank you
so much for the coat and sweater, she really needs it up here.
Tomorrow the wind chill will be -30 to -50, I'm glad my foster mom
keeps me nice and warm in the house.
And thank you for the gifts: mom has to hide them because my bratty sister, Abigail, steals them all.
Mom says thank you so much for all you do for all the fosters that come to NEBTR, it's really appreciated by all of us.
Jeanne Dross aka Rosie's mom, mother of Abigail and foster Bella
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