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Success stories

Mia

Mia

My fiancé loves another girl! They met online. In fact, I introduced them.

He spends a lot of time with her…she calls to him at all hours of the day and night, wanting to play. If it’s too late, he calmly says, “Not yet, but soon.” He talks low and sweet to her. Disappears for hours with her. Yard work, he tells me, but I know. He makes room for her on his big chair. Hugs her and holds her close. Fixes her special meals. Attentively brushes her hair. Buries his face in her neck. Tells her she is good and that he loves her. Calls her his Sweetheart. Sweetie. His Mia-love.

I can’t be jealous. It’s my fault. I showed her picture to him.

“I like her,” he said. Not just, “”Pretty.” The one word dismissive sentence of the rest. This was different.

“Should I ask about her?”

“Yes. I like her.”

A quick email to Sherri and it was done. We were meeting her on the weekend. Picking her up and going to an event. She would be ours.

And so enters Mia, Memers, Mia-love, Mimi, Meems…the other love of his life.

She has stolen both our hearts, but belongs to him. His heart dog. Not a tiny one, but a real dog.

We were told she didn’t have long. Bladder cancer. 4-6 months. Our oncologist said it would be toward the short side…not to expect too long. Multiple tumors. Sherri said she thought she hit the jackpot with this dog…so gorgeous, so well behaved. And then she saw it. The little spots of blood and urine. Probably why she had been turned in. She needed a hospice home.

Nearly 8 months into the love affair, she is still with us. Lost some weight so we feed her more. Lost some balls so we buy her more. Who needs to wear panties all the time when your Dad owns a spot-bot, a rug cleaner, and a housecleaning business?

The only thing Mia loves almost as much as Doug is her balls. Kong balls. Substantial. Not the little airy ones you can pop. The sturdy ones you can sink your teeth into. The ones that you can bounce into the pond and dive for them as they sink into the algae and cattails. No worries. Dad will buy you more.

Fetching is her job. If not a ball, then her leash while waiting at the vet. Who cares if it is attached? If he throws it, she will catch it. Handle caught mid-air. Clever girl. Won’t everyone come and see how clever she is?

She reluctantly leaves her ball on the front porch now. She’ll sit with it and survey her acreage for a while. Her home. Her yard to play in. She can always get him to throw it again. And Mom too, but she throws like a girl. Rain? Wind? Heat? Who cares? It is time for the ball. But only outside. Inside is not as fun. Too many things to run into and Mom doesn’t smile as much.

She also loves belly rubs and treats. Even with pills in them. But mostly her ball, and her Dad.

I told him I was writing this today. Asked what he loved most about her. “Her size. He can wrap his arms around her. She is so smart. And so loyal.” I stopped him there. He would be late for work. I get it. She is perfect. He could go on forever with her praises.

He says he doesn’t know what he will do when she goes. But I know. We will love her like crazy and be grateful for every day we have with her. And when she is gone we will love her like crazy and be thankful for every day we had with her. Grateful her previous owner threw her away so she could be saved and become ours.

Our Mia-love.

Thank you Sherri and Muttville for bringing Doug his perfect dog…his heart dog forever, no matter how much time we have together on earth. Each day with her is beautiful.

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Pequena

Pequena

Poor darling Pequena!! Muttville has rarely encountered a more neglected creature. A 12-year-old poodle mix, she was surrendered to a Los Angeles animal shelter in terrible shape, with an uncertain future. Skin and bones, she only weighed 8 pounds, when her healthy weight should be 12 pounds. Worse still, her tiny frame was weighted down with huge mammary tumors. After years of untreated diabetes, she her sight was nearly gone.

The sad truth is for many, many years, nobody wanted Pequena. Someone kept her alive, but no one took care of her. And once she was dumped in a shelter, the even sadder truth is there was very little chance someone new would take her home.

But when you see that sweet face, don’t you just want to do something? Muttville couldn’t let her go – we arranged to have her brought up from Southern California, and as soon as she arrived, got her immediate medical care. We had the tumors removed, had her spayed and vaccinated, and got her diabetes under control with daily insulin injections.

As soon as she arrived at Muttville, we realized that in spite of everything, Pequena had a sweet and shining spirit. Curious, lively, and engaged with her surroundings, Pequena made it her goal to crawl into the lap of anyone who would hold her. We knew we had a special mutt on our hands, and the last piece of the puzzle was to find her soulmate.

That person was Donna. Donna is one of Muttville’s Mutt Angels – she heard about our mission on late-night local radio. Right there and then, she decided that saving senior mutts was going to be her life’s mission. She’s the person who calls saying: “Tell me which dog is going to be the hardest to adopt. That’s the one I want.”

Donna had already been an angel mom to six Muttville dogs: Oliver, Tallulah, Callie, Dorrit, Teddy, and Olive. As soon as she met Pequena, it was love.

Check out the two of them together – hard to believe that formerly sad little string bean is the healthy, robust, and adored creature you see now.

So many people, directly and indirectly, including transport volunteers, dog-walking volunteers, foster parents, participating veterinarians, and supporters made Pequena’s happy ending possible. Thank you to everyone for making a mutt’s dream come true!!

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Velma

Velma

From one of our dedicated volunteers and foster moms, Meryl shares her story about one little mutt that stole her heart named Velma….

Two years ago (almost exactly), Muttville received a call from a local shelter. A stray dog was found – she was described as “timid, distracted and very stressed”, how could Muttville say no? I didn’t know all of this when I went to Muttville the next week to pick up a new foster dog. I had been busy, so when I went to headquarters I also hadn’t read her description online –“sad, sweet Velma Lou”. What I did know was that when I walked in the room, several dogs came up to me, tails wagging, giving kisses, and one dog remained in the corner. She looked over, but didn’t seem interested in me; she was busy watching the other dogs. She let me approach her and sit with her, so I looked up at Sherri and said “this one”.

I ended up taking her home that day to foster, but also brought home a second foster as well. Velma Lou, Vels, Vel-belle, or VL followed this other dog around the house the first few hours. Mimicking her behaviors and putting trust in her – Velma, I quickly realized, was still learning how to be a dog, how to trust her instincts, and trust people. She loved eating, and boy, did she need food, but more than anything, she loved walks. She loved being outside – and I took her everywhere – she got to walk on the beaches up and down the CA coast, play in parks, go on hikes. While she hated being lifted up in the car, she loved that it always took her on new adventures.

Velma and I were always part of a trio, for months we had other foster dogs come in and out of our lives. Each one taught her new dog skills – to give kisses, to play with toys, to not pee indoors (!), to get bathed nicely, to sit on command – she was always kind and gentle when new dogs came in, and she also took on the role of showing them the house. She had a few interested adopters, but she was still very shy when it came to having people touch or hold her. I tried to explain the many other ways she shows her love (she will rub her head into those she trusts and even wags her little tail), but after seeing her interact with others, I knew that the inevitable was happening.

Two years later and Velma is curled up with me as I write this. She has grown so much, and now she continues to grow and learn as part of my family. We still foster other dogs, and every time a new dog walks through the door, she goes to greet them and teaches them what she has learned about trust. She wants everyone out there to know that yes, you can teach an old dog new tricks, it just may take some patience and a lot of love.

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Zito

Zito

David and Bernadette really scored big when they joined Muttville and had the opportunity to foster little Zito. Here is the story of how David and Bernadette came to love the little pom lovingly named after San Francisco Giants pitcher, Barry Zito, and how they decided that Zito was for keeps:

We had lost our “doggie” son, Capone, and we needed something to help us with the healing process. I saw an article in the San Francisco Examiner about ‘Bring Your Pets To Work’ day featuring dogs from Muttville Senior Dog Rescue. I decided to check out the organization and loved the fact it helped senior dogs.

Zito was our second Muttville foster dog. I was blessed to meet Zito when I went to pick up my 2nd foster doggie. I couldn’t stop staring at Zito! He looked like a bird to me. He was so tiny and had no teeth, which gave him such a huge personality. I could not resist.

What were the first few days like with Zito? I have three cats who all welcomed him with open arms. They weren’t sure if he was a cat or dog at first. Zito definitely ran the show with us and knew he had us wrapped around his little paw. We fell in love right away and knew he was our new little guy.

One of the things we love about Zito, when he gets excited he looks like he is dancing the salsa. And also…what perfect timing! We have a dog that turns out to be a huge San Francisco Giants fan named after Barry Zito! We knew he was special and the Giants’ ‘lucky charm’.

Today, Zito is ‘a big man on campus.’ He makes us laugh. We can’t help but spoil him, and we jump at every chance to make sure he has everything he needs. We’re very happy that he is part of our home and he knows he has a family that will make sure he’ll stay very happy too!

Zito Jojo Abordo. His middle name is in honor of our first Muttville foster dog whom we also loved.

Thank you Muttville!

David and Bernadette



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Butters

Butters

When Butters joined Muttville, we knew her smile could melt hearts. We’re so glad it was Katie who won her heart too! Read their ‘butter-sweet’ tale:

As we just celebrated our one year anniversary with Butters, I had to write a note to thank you, Sherri.

She is the light of our life and our magic little dog. When people stop to comment on what a precious dog she is, the next question is always “how old is your puppy?” You can imagine their surprise when we say our puppy is 11 years old! People think you are crazy when you move out of your apartment because your landlord won’t let you adopt a 10 year old dog. But we knew Butter’s was our once in a lifetime dog. I am certain there is no better dog in the world than our sweet Butters. Don’t let her fancy bows fool you, she is a little girl who loves to get down and dirty. She loves her walks on the beach, rolling in the grass, digging in her back yard, and chasing squirrels. We love her so very much! She is a part of our family and goes everywhere we go. From vacation, pilates class and trips to the pumpkin patch, Butters is always the bright spot in everyone’s day. Thank you for all that you do to find forever homes for the very well deserving senior dogs.

Much Love,

Katie, Dave and Gigi



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Lily

Lily

Lily was at SFACC with no hope of rescue until Sherri saw her darling little face and pink cast on her front leg! At Lily’s first adoption event she met Rachael, a new volunteer, and the rest is history! Read on to see her beautiful photos and hear from her family how much she is loved!

Lily has been with us a little over a month and she is doing great! It’s taken a bit, but we’ve found our groove. Lily is used to the routine and doing a lot better with her separation anxiety. She has bonded with her sister and two brothers (Bella, Bailey and Sam). They run around like a little pack now. It’s adorable. :) Her fractured paw was determined to be an old, repetitive injury…like we thought it was. Luckily, she’s not in any pain with it. It’s just not as strong as it should be. We’re going to set up a consult with an orthopedist, but our regular vet doesn’t really think that even with surgery she’ll have a completely normal leg again. That said, it doesn’t stop her from doing anything. She runs around and jumps and plays even with her little limp, which is actually pretty darn cute. We had a little set back when she decided to jump from somewhere much too high to get closer to mommy, for which we lovingly call her “Geronimo,” but she’s doing much better now. She sure has a big personality in her tiny, little frame. Lily is the sweetest thing and we have so much fun together. She is a great car buddy. We just hook her up in her little seatbelt and off we go. :) She sleeps in our bed and is a great snuggler. We love her so much and feel so lucky to have her as part of our family. She has made us all better by just being in our lives. We’re looking forward to many wonderful years and adventures with her.

All Our Best,

Rachael, Sonia & The Crew



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Archie

Archie

Late last year, I signed up to foster dogs for Muttville, and after finding homes for a few lovely pooches, I got an urgent call from Sherri. This dog, she said, needed a place where he’d be the only dog in the house. A wonderful family had taken him as a foster, and he didn’t get along with their lab. That evening I received Archie, and my life changed.

He was emaciated and his red coat was threadbare in patches, but his tail couldn’t stop wagging. Immediately I felt that this was one of those special animals that Muttville exists to save: a dog that has been hard done by all his life and is still waiting to be someone’s good boy and constant companion, the pet that completes your life. A dog waiting for his people.

Still I thought Archie would be someone else’s dog.

As he put on weight, he grew back into his shaggy paws and powerful frame, and his amazing copper-and-flame coat became lustrous and fluffy. The training Muttville provided meant soon his furry butt was hitting the ground the moment the treat bag came out and before the syllable ‘sit’ passed my lips. I showed him to some very nice prospective adopters- an older couple, a young political operative, a hip software engineer- but with each one, his inability to get along with other dogs promised problems these folks wouldn’t experience with other animals. Soon it became clear that it would be harder to place this boy with a good home than his fantastic looks, generally docile temperament and universal love of any human being would indicate.

When you do dog rescue, there are essentially two different perspectives you can use to approach the prospect of doing as much good as you can. One is the mass strategy, whereby you help as many dogs as you can in the time you have, and as a rescue organization, that’s certainly what Muttville rightly does, and they sometimes have to make some hard decisions about which dogs they can help and where best to allocate their limited resources of foster homes and shelter space and volunteer time.

But as an individual person devoting your time and your home to saving dogs, sometimes you have to look at the dog in front of you, the one that circumstance and fate have placed before you and decide whether to devote every measure of your resources to them.

I’m more of a spiritual than a religious person, but that feeling of duty I have to the animal that has been placed in my care, the bond that grows with this creature that has been placed in your path is one of the closest things I feel to communion with the godly.

So it was with Archie. And when I looked into his droopy face and deep brown eyes, I knew it was both my duty and my luck to keep him at my side, and I have never regretted adopting him for my own.

Now he wakes up every day when I do and starts my day off with that nonstop wagging tail. He is my partner on hikes, beach walks, and car rides, and helps me make new friends everywhere I go. Sometimes I think he’s more like an exasperated old grandpa who indulges my young man’s foolishness as his roommate. But there are times when I come home and he just wants to snuggle that I see the puppy he once was and I’m endlessly glad I got the chance to let that joy come out here in the twilight of his years.

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Annie

Annie

On my 53rd birthday this year, my beloved Dutchess (rescued 16 years ago) crossed the Rainbow Bridge and left the hugest hole in my heart. Her last months were rounds of meds, IV fluids, numerous trips her Dr., special diets and then finally whatever she would eat. Some thought it was extreme, I thought they were nuts even questioning my efforts. This was my baby after all, why would I not go to any length for her comfort and care. But finally on that day, I knew what she was telling me.

I had let some time pass, but to no avail, my empty lap needed love and companionship and I knew there was a soul out there Dutchess would lead to me. I started the search specifically for a Senior dog, any special needs or age was a non issue for me. This is when I came across Muttville and Sherri Franklin. I sent her my story and she did not hesitate, she knew EXACTLY who was meant to find her way to my lap and into my heart – Annabelle aka Annie. The second I met Annie I knew Dutchess had led me to her. Interestingly enough, Annie Lauck from Muttville, who took care of all our paperwork, transition etc was from my home town and my Aunt had worked for her family at a jewel of a bakery there for years and years. I knew it was meant to be and because of her, Annabelle became Annie :-) and came home with me June 1, 2012.

With her precious under bite and missing tooth, she became an immediate part of the family and I became hers. It was if we had been together for years. Annie travels everywhere with me, and I mean everywhere, weekend road trips, the Sierra’s, Monterey etc… Wherever I am, she is too. This year she participated in the American Cancer Society San Francisco’s Crissy Field Relay For Life (one of my passions) and stepped into some rather large shoes becoming Relay’s honorary Relay Dog (Dutchess holding the previous administration :-) ). Everywhere we go, everyone loves Annie!

Things she loves: her new family, her little tennis balls and loves to play fetch, stealing socks, stealing the soap from the bathtub, jumping in the swimming pool to reach me, short little walks because of her short little legs (longer walks yes, she does have a stroller LOL) and weekends! Things she doesn’t love: Grooming appointments (separation anxiety), and strangers (but only at first).

We have found our forever home with each other and I am so grateful to Sherri and Muttville for all she does, but especially for filling my empty lap and broken heart, and for Annie never having to ever ever be hungry, thirsty, scared or alone again.

We love you Muttville!

Michele Phillips and Annie

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Duchess

Duchess

Many thanks to Paula for sharing her story of Duchess, formerly Midnight. And special kudos to Duchess! As a result of this wonderful connection, Paula featured Muttville in the premier issue of her publication, The Scout Guide San Francisco.

I sat next to a woman at a small dinner party about eight months ago. I told her I wanted a black lab For my 11-year-old son who really wanted a dog. We had a good experience years ago rescuing Duke, who was also a black lab.

She said, “What a coincidence! I volunteer for Muttville and I think they just got a black lab a couple of days ago.”

I called Sherri the very next day And you know the rest of the story…..

Duchess is a sweet and wonderful dog. She is extremely well-behaved and seems to understand English!

She loves a lot of care and attention and has been a wonderful companion for my son, Brendan. She loves to run with other dogs and make new friends at Chrissy Field. We are so happy that we have adopted her. She is a wonderful addition to our family.

I am so glad I could include Muttville in the premier issue of The Scout Guide San Francisco.. It is just a small way to say thank you for the wonderful work Sherri does.

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Rocky

Rocky

We wish to thank Rita and Barry for sharing their touching tale starring “Rocky”, who lived a beautiful and rich life, thanks to his devoted parents and a stuffed pig named Neal.

With heavy hearts we wanted to share with the Muttville family the news of the passing of our beloved Rocky. It was over abruptly for our magnificent Rockstar—he went from fine and frisky to mortally ill in just 24 hours. It was inoperable cancer that had caused internal bleeding, and, no matter our hopes or prayers, there just wasn’t going to be any more good time left.

I think one of the greatest gifts on earth is knowing you’re happy as it’s happening, and one of the greatest tragedies is to only know what good thing you’ve had once it’s gone. By any measure, we were among the luckiest dog parents on earth for the past four years, because not a day went by when we weren’t aware of how wonderful a dog Rocky was and just how much joy he brought into our lives. We were grateful for him every day, but even more so now that he has left us.

From the moment we got him—at least 10 years old and all beat up and covered in scars, half his teeth gone, the other half ground down to nubs, ears bent two different ways, with a cigarette burn on his tail that had been broken in three places—he was a profoundly gentle, affectionate, grateful soul.

We named him “Rocky” because he looked like a beat-up prizefighter. How it came to pass that a dog that had been so visibly abused and neglected also came to us housebroken with perfect manners is a mystery we’ll never know the answer to. What we do know is on the way home that first day, he fell asleep in his new dad’s lap. It was as if he had once known a good life, enough to recognize he could relax. He was once again in a safe place with people who were going to love him, right from the start.

And love him we did!! Rocky had magnificent life skills, such as always sitting in the middle on the sofa, getting people to pet his ears, getting people to rub his belly, getting people to fall in love with him. Infinite patience with children, no matter how loud or rambunctious they got. Never barking, only groaning like an old ship, and sharing long, meaningful, soulful stares with what his dad called his “Bette Davis eyes.”

But his life’s masterwork was his relationship with his pig, Neal. We had tried toys when we first got him: a Frisbee, a tennis ball, a kong, to no avail. A friend came over to our house to meet our new baby bringing a pink stuffed pig as a gift. We prepared her to be disappointed: “That’s so sweet, Irene,” I said, “but we’ve tried—Rocky doesn’t like toys.”

Boy, were we ever wrong! Irene bent over and handed Rocky the toy. Rocky began to tremble all over, closed his eyes, and as gentle as could be took the pig into his mouth. He never went anywhere without it ever again.

Neal was his lover, his toy, his friend, his baby. I would wash them together in the kitchen sink, and then Rocky would stand over Neal, licking and grooming him for hours until all of his pink pig fuzz went in the same direction. Rocky loved Neal so much, he felt a bottomless need to rip his face off. It’s a good thing Rocky hardly had any teeth left. Even still, I was only able to keep that pig in something resembling one piece by patching him up dozens of times. By the time Rocky left this earth, Neal had just one front flipper left and not much left of his head. But like the Velveteen Rabbit, Rocky’s love made Neal a Real Pig.

Rocky and his dad had an incredible bond. If you ask me, they were soulmates, dog and man made of the same stuff: gentleness without end, sweetness incarnate. I’m going to finish the story of the life of Rocky with words from his dad:

“Rocky freely gave us his unconditional love and trust.
He made us laugh every day. He snuggled and cuddled and loved having his belly rubbed. He made our lives richer. He traveled with us as far as Argentina. He had admirers everywhere. He loved his pig named Neal. He tolerated his sister Lily, as long as she did not touch Neal.

We feel so sad and know we have lost something very precious."

Barry & Rita

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