Benni, formerly known as number 271 has probably the saddest story of all of our previous auction dogs. Benni was part of the last 5 male Beagles to be brought out to be sold. Alone. The last one standing on the table, no one wanted him. The bid kept going down, down , down and still no one raised their number. We felt so terrible for the little guy, you could tell he was scared out of his poor mind. Finally when the bid came all the way down to $50 we quick raised our number as they were picking him up to take him 'to the back'. Sold to bidder number one twenty three! If we hadn't raised our number quickly he would have been taken back to the puppy mill or killed because no one wanted him. I'm so glad we were there and able to save his life! It was quickly apparent after we picked the dogs up Benni was the worst one. He wouldn't even turn around or look at us in the kennel. On our 30 minute drive from the auction back to the hotel where we had stayed the previous night Benni had drooled so much that we though he had peed in the kennel and we changed the blanket and pad for him. When we brought him back he was so happy to be able to run free with his friends! But of course he wasn't having it when it was time to be caught- humans were not his friends. After his bath Benni was placed in a pen with a nice warm bed, food and water and his anxiety was off the wall. Less than an hour later he escaped the pen and was hiding under the treadmill because he was so scared.
It was hard to believe that a dog less than 2 years old could have such a broken spirit. In the auction catalog they boasted how he was an 'aggressive breeder'. The way they talk about the dogs to maximize their profit is just sickening.
Benni is currently still in a foster home and looking forward to finding his forever home. He came to visit us last week at the bake sale and every time someone would come up the driveway he would wag his tail and let them pet him. Benni is such a sweet boy and he has overcome so much!
We are asking for your help with our trip to the auction this time. This will be the last auction we will be attending this year and our goal is to save as many dogs as possible. Please consider making a donation so we can help the unwanted dogs and free them from a life of misery. Many dogs just like Benni will be put up on that table to be auctioned off just to see that no one wants them. That's where we come in. Its a matter of life and death for these dogs and we will be there to save them, but we can only do it with your help. Please consider making a donation today for our auction angels.
I always say in that first picture of 'Charlie' it looks like she is crying. What she must have felt that night of April 9th, she was finally free. Little did she know what was about to happen. She would be making an 11 hour journey north 'home'. It was about the middle of the auction and the Beagles were up. 5 female Beagles were place up on the table. I don't even recall seeing Charlie when we previewed the dogs before the auction. But there she was down there, our number went up and they asked which one we wanted. And there she was looking up at us. Maybe it was her eyes and the way she looked at us? We ended up choosing number 248, now Charlie. We didn't have a good view of her, due to her being in the middle of the table so we didn't really know what she looked like. When we ended up being able to pick up the dogs we had won, we put her in a crate and then put a collar on her. She was so sweet and shy. All she wanted was the one thing she never knew, love. We went back to the hotel where we had stayed the night before and we took the dogs out to walk them and offer them water. Charlie had no idea what to do so she just stood there. She had never seen the outside or felt the grass beneath her feet before. We noticed the chain around her neck reading '2' on it. We couldn't wait to get home and get that rusty old thing off! We arrived back home around 9:30 am the next morning after driving through the night. Charlie was very happy to be able to play in the yard with her new friends and run free like she never had before. What a sweet sight to see! Little did we know just a week after her arrival she would meet her new family. They saw a picture of her, that she was going to be at our adoption event and they came to see her. They went home, filled out the application and then later brought their dog to meet her and see how they got along. It was truly love at first sight and they took her home to foster her. A week later after her stitches came out from being spayed they officially adopter her and they could not be happier! It truly happened for a reason that we were at the auction that day and she caught our eye. It was so she could be freed from a life of misery inside a cage, producing for the rest of her life. Now Charlie, now known as Mabel has an amazing home, new toys and treat, a family that loves her and an awesome yard to play in with her brother. Our rescue missions are only made possible by YOU! Please consider making a donation for our trip to the June auction and save more deserving souls like Charlie.
Reagan- previously known as 'number 296'
Harper the tiny little 10 year old Cavalier with cancer that had been released in February passed away just 4 days before the auction. That night I asked Harper's foster mom if she would take another Cavalier I was planning on getting at the auction. In that moment it felt like it was meant to be. Harper passing away was a sign that I needed to help 'Reagan'. At 9 years old Reagan was the 2nd oldest dog at the April auction. I had chosen the name 'Reagan' before we went to the auction and I knew that would be her name for it means 'little warrior'. She had persevered through 9 long years stuck in a cage, breeding for human profit and greed. Reagan also had a grade 4/6 heart murmur. I imagine at 9 years old and a grade 4 heart murmur before too long the stress of having to carry all those pups and give birth may have taken her life. I knew before we even got to the auction that we would not be leaving without her. She was the only one I was really going for, the one I had my heart set on. When we went back to preview the dogs before the auction started I looked into the cage she was in along with a male and she wouldn't even look up. Being number 296 out of 297 dogs she was almost last. They put all 3 Cavaliers up on the table at once and the bidding began. We fought hard to get her. The breeders were relentless but we were victorious! I think about it now with the auction closing in in less than 2 weeks about the dogs we have the potential to save and the lives we can change, just like Reagan's. From the first picture I ever took of her riding in the back seat of my Jeep where she was so anxious she kept trying to get the window. She actually rolled down the window while we were driving so we had to lock the windows. When we brought her home it was the first time she ever got to be on the ground in her whole 9 years. To the first picture in her foster home and then finally being able to rest without worry. To the last picture, which is just so beautiful I can't stop staring at it. It is so amazing to see the transformation! Even just from bringing her home and then grooming her and bathing her, her coat was so greasy and dirty. We were able to shave all that icky stuff off so she could start fresh and she looked so beautiful! Just a few weeks later she was able to find a great family to love and adore her! I am sharing her story and the others in hopes you will see what a difference we are able to make in these dogs' lives and you can help. By donating for our next auction trip (06/04) you can help secure dogs like Reagan's future. Please consider making a donation to our #AuctionAngels.
When Harper came to us on Saturday February 20th we knew we may not have long with her. After being locked away in a tiny wire cage in a dark barn Harper had finally been released after 10 long years as a breeder dog. When we were giving her a bath and cleaning her up we realized she had a large tumor. Our veterinarian confirmed our suspicions, it was an aggressive cancer. Our veterinarian recommended that we euthanize Harper due to her condition. Not only did she have cancer but she was also very malnourished, very underweight, had rotting teeth and could barely walk. When she tried to walk Harper's legs were so weak from never being able to walk around for 10 years, she could barely walk. There was no way I could let her go after just 5 days of freedom, it wasn't enough. We agreed as long as she was not suffering we could let her live, experience some freedom, some joy and the things she had never had. For almost 2 months Harper was able to be free and live like she never had. She got to experience lots of new things and make new friends being in 2 different foster homes! One thing Harper really enjoyed was watching TV. In the end she only knew love but its obvious she came to us so we could give her everything we could and then help her move on. We knew it was her time to go when she was unable to use the bathroom on her own and stopped eating. When we went to the vet that Tuesday and she was weighed she never even gained an ounce over the course of almost 2 months. The cancer had taken over her body and she was just unable to fight it after 10 years of neglect. Harper, never knowing a name before, only a number gave her life so the public could buy her puppies.
Harper gave her life all in the name of greed.
Harper enjoyed her freedom! Being pet and loved on, snuggling in a soft blanket and watching TV from the comfort of her own bed.
Harper only knew love <3
A glimpse of Harper's condition. You can see in the first photo she was so underweight and had overall a poor body condition. In the second photo you can see the size of her tumor. The last photo is of Harper finally resting peacefully.