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Thu, 22 Dec 2011 00:50:05 -0800 (PST) - from Kielty
Thu, 15 Dec 2011 14:07:46 -0500 - from Cindy
Merry Christmas to one and all,
Mon, 31 Oct 2011 11:52:55 -0600 - from Autumn
Hi there--
Just wanted to share some photos of Minnie (now goes by Lola).
Lola is doing very well and has settled in to be quite a princess as you can see by the pictures. Her favorite past time is curling up in her 49ers blanket--upside down, or giving the cats their exercise throughout the day by playing "chase" up & down the hallway.
She's a very well-behaved dog and follows me just about everywhere. She despises getting out of bed with me in the morning because she's underneath the covers, but I think she definitely knows that she has her forever home and a "mom" that adores her! Her favorite words to hear are, "Lola, are you a pretty girl?" She immediately puts her ears down, licks her lips, and blinks her eyes as if she's a princess. It's the most adorable thing that pulls my heart strings!
I'm working on her outside manners as that she loves the sound of her own voice! She's very protective of her home and a little leery of strangers. It seems to help when I pick her up and hold her for introductions. She calms down quite a bit. Lola definitely has the Min Pin guard dog mentality.
She's not too interested in toys as that she's a complete lap dog. Her favorite toy is actually the cats' little toy mice. Lola steals them from Quincy and Kenya and I find them buried under her 49ers blanket. I'm still not sure though it's the mouse, or the fact that she takes & hides them from the cats (I feel it may be the latter!).
I just wanted to thank IMPS for their wonderful job with rescuing Min Pins, and especially the wonderful foster parents that dedicate their time & hearts to those who can't speak for themselves. Lola is a wonderful addition to my family and fills my heart each & every day.
Keep up the great work!
Sincerely,
Autumn Y.
Sun, 30 Oct 2011 14:21:43 -0700 - from Amy
I searched and searched for a picture of Buddy and I. I am always behind the camera and Buddy is always right next to me - see picture above right.
Mon, 24 Oct 2011 15:42:53 -0400 - from Amy
First I would like to thank all of the volunteers at IMPS for all that they do in helping, fostering and rescuing all the little Min Pins.
The beginning of July we adopted our first baby boy Dexter (previously know as Harry) through IMPS. He was a 13 week old Min Pin mix that had been rescued from a high kill shelter. The minute we met him we just fell in love. Dexter has been such a joy and is such a sweet loving little guy. Dexter just recently graduated from puppy school where he loved playing with all the other puppies. We thought Dexter needed a brother so back to the IMPS site to see if we saw one that would be a good fit. While scrolling down the page we saw Max an owner give up who was just over a year old. He was so cute and the description sounded just what we were looking for. I spoke to his foster Mom and we arranged a time to go pick up Max and see if the two of them would get along. The first couple of days we weren’t sure, but as the days go by they seem to love each other a little bit more everyday. They both love to snuggle up with you, play with their toys and of course in true Min Pin form chase the squirrels out of their backyard. We are so grateful for both of our little boys. We just love both of them and are so happy to have them be a part of our family.
The Bricker family
P.S. Dexter is black/brown and Max is chestnut red.
Thu, 15 Sep 2011 00:57:26 -0700 - from Karen
August 6, 2009, Shayna came to live with me. She wasn't my first dog, but she quickly became a cherished part of my family.
Shayna means beautiful. She wasn't when I adopted her. She had been recovering from ringworm and was still a little bald in spots. But what she lacked in beauty, she made up in spunk and energy!
She's bright, impatient, extremely vocal, eager to be a part of everything that's happening.
Shayna has become a most cherished family member. She gets along with everyone, people or animal. Our household includes my first dog Jelly, a min pin/Chihuahua, Amber, a red min pin who came to us a year after Shayna, Muffin the guinea pig, and Kitty, the old cat.
Shayna and Muffin play together with Shayna climbing in Muff's cage to play. She also plays at night with Kitty; the only one of the dogs to do so.
Shayna has been to the ocean and has gone swimming at the lake wearing her life jacket. She is fiercely courageous, and very curious. She scouts the back yard eagerly checking the early morning and late evening smells.
Shayna loves to sleep under the covers, under couch blankets, and especially under my shirts when she's tired.
She has the toys from her foster home as well as all the toys from my house. She has two favorites; one a baby toy her foster mom Diane gave her. The other an unstuffed grey elephant. Every night elephant comes to bed with Shayna, and we play before settling down to sleep.
I love min pins. I love Shayna. I can't imagine not having her. She had grown into her name-- she's truly beautiful, and anyone who adopts a min pin is rewarded with the love and loyalty and entertainment that min pins bring.
Thu, 14 Jul 2011 15:27:23 +0000 - from Elizabeth
About 2 months ago my mother was fostering a precious dog named Carter. We instantly bonded. My mother had to go out of town for a few days, so I watched Carter while she was gone. Within 24 hours of being together, I knew I wanted to adopt him. I told my mother but she said I had to wait at least 1 week. I counted down the days and when that 1 week was up I sent in my application. Carter and I are now happily living together in Valdosta, GA. He is such a wonderful, sweet dog, I couldn't ask for anyone better! Thanks so much for all you do.
Thu, 23 Jun 2011 17:24:11 -0400 - from Chris
This is my IMPS boy Orange "Crush" a.k.a. Can-A-Soda (previously named
Logan). He had a fabulous agility weekend 6-17/18/19 in East Durham NY.
He qualified in 6 of his 7 classes (with first place finishes in all of
them). He also earned his "AD" (Agility Dog) title in USDAA.
I adopted Crush on Nov. 27, 2008. He's becoming a fabulous agility dog!
Here's a link to a cute picture of him at a trial in May - love the
smile on his face! http://www.pbase.com/barryrosen/image/135136389/medium
Thanks
Tue, 31 May 2011 16:22:36 -0400 - from Tony
I adopted Ruby from IMPS almost 7 years ago, and I rescued Diamond from the local shelter. I am including their pictures for your success story page. Miss Ruby is the dominant one. She loves to climb, chase birds and rabbits, steal daddy’s food from the counter top, and run away from home to explore the neighborhood. I had to have a extension added to the top of my fence and tilt it inward to keep her in the yard. When we moved to our current home she was always climbing over the fence to visit the neighbors. The neighborhood kids started calling me the “car guy”. That had such an ominous sound to it that I was spurred to save even faster to fix my fence before the cops came by! Diamond would stay in the yard and bark after Ruby broke free so he could go riding with me while we looked for Ruby! Ruby would stop long enough to make sure that we were following her and take off before I could catch her. Mind you, she would always stop for a neighbor lady or a man with food! She just wouldn’t stop for me. I never spanked them (I have been tempted though) and it took me a while to understand that this was just a game for her. Me, I was having heart palpitations chasing her around the neighborhood. Diamond was in his doggie seat looking out the window and enjoying the ride! Diamond is very neurotic and barks at everything! He literally ran ruts into my yard by the fence! He is very quiet and affectionate when we are alone, but he doesn’t like company in the house. He is currently hard at work digging up the cherry tree in our back yard. Sometimes all I can see is butt and tail up in the air. I have given up trying to repair the holes in the yard! I wouldn’t trade my babies for all the gold in the world! In case you haven’t figured it out, Ruby is the red girl and Diamond in the black boy. Thank you IMPS for your service to these beautiful dogs and their grateful owners!
Tue, 17 May 2011 11:10:30 -0700 (PDT) - from Michelle
We adopted Tootsie a very long time ago. We lost her this past April. Our vet said she had lived well beyond the typical age span of this breed. The IMPS foster we adopted her from said they thought she had been a mother in a puppy mill.
From the moment she arrived in our house, she made our family complete. She was a lover, cuddler, person under my husbands blanket as he lounged in bed and watched TV, announcer of any visitors knocking at our door, guardian of us on walks in the neighborhood challenging any other dog to dare touch us. She was scarfer of unprotected pizzas or any other food you happened to leave on the coffee table while you ran to get the fork, drink or napkin you forgot to bring with you. She was the one who bound onto the bad and bathed your face in kisses, hugged you with her forearms and heralded your waking with barks of 'WHOOPIE! YOU'RE AWAKE!'. She was a unintentional clown, hated wearing a raincoat but looked adorable in it. She made us laugh for the duration of her time with us which was 7 long, and too short years. She never complained, always begged, knew how to spell F-O-O-D and knew when it was 5A or 5P--her designated mealtimes. She knew bye-bye and would go into an excited frenzy of barking and leading us toward the door. Once outside and down the stairs she would drag us to any car so we could get going. She barked at everyone in her visual field on these trips.
She saw us off to work or anywhere outside our door. She welcomed us home every time and met us at the door until the last year she blessed us.
We saw her through a surgery to remove one of her breasts and also one to remove a bladder stone the size of a fat quarter (which I still have in an old medicine bottle--gross huh?), a recurrent foot problem with her rear left foot, and an attack by a bigger neighborhood dog.
On the day we said goodbye to her and let her go was the saddest day in my life.
Tootsie left a gaping hole in our house that is still raw and easily reopened.
We thanked God for blessing us with her for so very long and only regretted that we'd not met her sooner.
I wear her dog tags on a chain around my neck. My husband wears her final collar around his wrist. We wrapped her body in her favorite blanket from which a piece was torn to keep. Her cold weather coat is in a ziploc bag to retain her scent. My husband can remember her with a gentle smile of fondness. I can't NOT cry each and every time I think of her, talk about her or look at photos of her.
Thank you so much for what you do. It means the world to these babies, and to, I'm guessing, most of the adoptive parents.
Find precious photos of our Tootsie attached.
Sincerely,
Lamaur, Michelle and Erin S.
Thu, 24 Mar 2011 14:10:10 -0400 - from Nubia
This is my little man Charlie and how I love him so. This journey started when I fell in love with my aunt's IMPS not-so-mini pin Peti. I felt the need to do a good cause and spread some love around. Thanks to George, who has a "gift" of connecting us to these cutie pies, introduced me to this handsome fellow and he became my new love on January 30th, 2011.
Charlie has completely taken my whole heart and wrapped it around his paw. I tell everyone he used to be a pony in another life because he is the king of trotting around in an elegant circle… on the bed, on the grass… everywhere. Loves to "protect" all his toys on his bed, and hide them away in his secret lair. Absolutely loves treats, especially plantain chips and cotton candy! YES! Cotton candy. Walking him is an epic "Investigational Adventure" with the need to smell EVERYTHING in detail. Charlie loves wearing a sweater or tshirt, hiding his face under blankets and pillows, and digging himself inside my kidneys or the back of my legs. His favorite thing of all time? CAR RIDES. He will stand the whole ride and take in the breeze and the city of Miami. He is full of character, bit of a loner and sometimes a little grouch, but gives you that sweet face and totally takes you over.
I told myself 2011 was going to be a year of great change and finding true happiness and love, and I have done just that with Charlie. I am so happy and proud to be Charlie's mom, and giving him the care and love that he needs, wants, and deserves. He finally has a permanent home and someone who will do what it takes to keep him happy and feeling loved.
So thanks IMPS, you're awesome.
Love: Nubia and Charlie
Mon, 21 Mar 2011 12:40:10 -0400 - from Sloane and Nick
Hi there. Just wanted to tell you I adopted Benson from IMPS about 14 months
ago. We are completely besotted and can't imagine what our lives were like
without him. He's fit and happy and gorgeous. And he has a great life. He
comes to work with me during the week and is surrounded by people all day
and on the weekends he gets to hike and play in the country. He loves snow!
Thank you for rescuing him!
Sloane and Nick
Fri, 18 Mar 2011 21:06:54 -0600 - from Sue
Hi Mag,
One of our Pins is a heroine!
Paris was turned into Albuquerque Animal Humane as a stray on May 14, 2010. She was probably less than a year old and she was a handful! Extremely active, very beautiful, affectionate and dominate! She was a bit oversized at 14 inches tall and 14 pounds and she took over her foster home. After many inquiries, numerous conversations and e-mails, we decided Paris’ forever home was going to be in Oceanside, New York. The adopter had lost a female Pin to cancer. Paris resembled her lost love and Paris needed an experienced Min Pin home. Paris flew to LaGuardia airport on August 18, 2010 and has been the love of her new parents life ever since. Now, she saved their lives!
Thanks,
Hi Sue,
You not only sent us a perfect little friend, she is also our hero. I thought you might like an update on our little Paris. Last night she jumped off the bed several times. I asked her if she wanted to potty and opened the door, she wouldn't leave the room. Finally I went out toward her doggy door passing through the kitchen. I saw the gas nob was turned on and was leaking out gas, quiet strongly. She is our HERO.
Hope you enjoyed the update. She stills hates squirrels, she lives her people and her people love her. Thank you many times over for our little Paris.
Sincerely,
Date: Fri, 18 Feb 2011 19:08:24 +0000 - from Clara
In May 2008 I got an email from Janice who volunteers/coordinates for IMPS in our region. We had recently adopted Max (formerly Sunny) an IMPS Min Pin who had been fostered in poor conditions and were working hard with his vets to get him healthy. Janice knew that we already had three ‘pins, but I had expressed interest in perhaps getting one more, preferably an older, special needs dog that would be difficult to adopt out. At the time Janice called me, Brady (then Brad) had not yet entered into the IMPS system. All she knew was that his owner had died of a brain tumor and that a family friend who owned a kennel was keeping him, but that they needed to find him a home fast or he’d be off to the local pound…. She sent me a couple of pictures of Brad. In them I saw a very small black and tan min pin with a pleading look in his big round eyes. That day I went home and told my husband …. But before I could get the entire story out, he flat-out said “NO, no more dogs”. Frustrated, I printed one of the pictures of Brad and stuck it on the refrigerator with the following written in a cartoon-style quote bubble: “Hello, my name is Brad… please save me, I only have three days left…”
A day passed with no comment from my spouse. The next day was Friday and in the afternoon I received a call at my office: “Where is the dog now?” (I knew I had won!) --- the next day we went to “visit” Brad… hubby wasn’t making any promises about taking him home… but when we walked into the play room at the kennel and the little guy with the perky gait and sniffly breathing sounds walked up to him, my husband was a goner…. “We can’t leave him here, he’s coming home with us now.”
That is how Brady came into our lives. His story was a sad one – apparently his owner had had terminal brain cancer and had been moved around for a few years among her relatives, as her health declined. Brad, her littlest dog, went with her throughout, while her larger dogs were adopted by various family members. When she finally passed away, no one in the family wanted Brad and due to his age (and probably his health as well) the family were going to put him down, until a friend of the deceased woman offered to take him into her kennel and to try to find a home for him. He was nearing the end of her charitable offer when we showed up to claim him. So Brad came home with us and on the way he agreed to a slight name change: he became Brady.
Brady had a multitude of issues – a few visible and most completely internal that we did not learn of until after several visits to the vet. It was clear when we got him that he had some kind of infection in his mouth or sinuses. His eyes were cloudy and crusty and he sneezed rather too much for it to be normal. His anal area was excessively swollen and stuck out like a little torpedo and he had one testicle – apparently the second one had never dropped and was herniated… His initial appointments were to clear up the infection so that he could undergo dental procedure to clean his teeth and also neutering and expressing of his anal glands. The antibiotics seemed to work well enough for those procedures to be done; during his dental cleaning, as the years of tartar were scraped from his teeth and gumline, one by one nearly all of his teeth FELL out. When all was said and done, he had just a couple of fangs and a molar or two left in his mouth. The doctor also informed us that he had a rather severe birth defect in the form of a hole in his soft palate that made it very difficult for Brady to eat or drink and swallow without getting food or drink into his air passages. She was amazed that he had not suffocated early in life because of the size and location of the hole. This also explained his gurgly sounding breaths and most of his sneezing and wheezing. The neutering went well, but the anal procedure was horrific. Years of hardened material had built up inside his anal glands and the doctors had to work hard to soften it and inserted tubes into the glands to flush them out; they then filled the spaces with antibiotics. X-rays showed that the infection in his teeth and gums had worked its way into the bone structure of his snout and over time it had eaten away at the bone, leaving it fragile and looking more like swiss cheese. This explained Brady’s extreme sensitivity and his dislike of being touched in the face. His eye infections were treated and cleared up nicely – but years of poor care and malnutrition showed because the whites of his eyes were yellow, and the doctor said that it wasn’t going to get better or change.
But the most devastating diagnosis was yet to come. A few months after we had adopted him, Brady developed a kidney infection. When the vet took x-rays, she discovered that his lungs were filled with fluids and his heart was enlarged. The numbers from his bloodwork combined with the x-ray views made the diagnosis simple: congestive heart failure. We were told that there was no cure for this – that all we could do was medicate and make him comfortable and give him the best care that we were willing to offer. By this time the little guy had worked his way into our hearts. There was something different about Brady. Oh sure, he was a Min Pin, like the others… but Brady had a little something extra or different in his personality. It was as though he understood every word that we spoke. He became very attached to me and would accompany me everywhere. In time, he would sit up and howl if I were absent or away from his side for too long… He learned to communicate his needs to me and I learned to read his body language and expressions and sounds, so that I could tell when he wanted to go potty or for a walk or when he was uncomfortable or quietly suffering in pain… I knew when he needed help getting up or down stairs, or when he needed lap time, nap time or snuggle time. Brady got along fine with the other dogs, but soon it became clear that he considered himself to be my protector. At night, while I slept beside my husband, he would sit in the bed, awake and alert, with his head facing the bedroom door – and he would not sleep until after we got up to go to work for the day. When I had an accident and was homebound for several months, Brady considered himself to be my personal assistant and he stuck close to me like white on rice. And when I lost my job and was home for months and months, Brady became my little angel baby. He had lots of nicknames – we called him “frijolin” (free-ho-leen) which means “little bean” because he loved to take his meds in a dollop of mashed beans… He was called “pedorrin” for the little clouds that came out the other end after he ate the beans… I called him my little piece of poo, my little piece of love… because he was so little and so fragile… lol… but most of all, he was my Angel Baby, because he had appointed himself to be my little guardian angel and he watched over me and brightened my days.
A few weeks ago I started a new job, after nearly a year of being at home with my Brady and the rest of our Min Pin nation. While I was relieved to start working again, I immediately felt the loss of his company and wished that I could take him with me…
During my first week at work I noticed that Brady’s appetite was dropping off significantly – so much so that by Wednesday I was calling the vet, and on Saturday we brought him in to be seen. They kept him for a few hours, checked him out, took x-rays, did bloodwork, and when we picked him up the vet gave us a prescription for a renal diet that she thought would be good for him. She said his numbers looked good. Over the next three days we watched Brady closely. We started him on his new food which (thank goodness!) he loved and ate happily. His energy was fine and he seemed to be resigned to my absences. Tuesday night was a normal night like any other. We got into bed and when my husband complained that the dog was preventing him from snuggling his wife, for some reason I replied: “honey, Brady needs me right now, so let’s just snuggle him together.” That night I fell asleep like so many other nights, with Brady nestled in the crook of my arm, his little head resting on my shoulder and body pressed against my side.
The next morning, when my husband got into the shower I reached for Brady, who had migrated during the night to my spouse’s side of the bed. I sat up to look for him and when I saw him my heart sank and I knew instantly that he was gone. I went to pick him up and his body was still very warm. I hugged him to me, heedless of the bloating of his belly or the wetness from his bladder having released itself after he breathed his last breath. My heart ached and I felt a hole open up that I knew would never be filled again. My Angel Baby was gone. That was January 26th. Brady gave me nearly three years of his life – and I wouldn’t trade a single second of the time that I had with him. I wish he were here with me now, and I miss his shiny, silky coat, his perfect little paws and the little gargling sound he made when he tried to growl…. I miss his sneezes and his pleading looks, begging for a piece of steamed broccoli or sweet potato, two of his favorite foods. Most of all I miss his presence – knowing that he is with me, being able to care for him and make him feel comfortable and safe and loved. He has crossed the rainbow bridge and left our hearts forever changed.
In memory of Brady, my wonderful husband and I quickly decided to adopt an older, special-needs Min Pin (I think my husband wanted also to find some way to plug that hole in my heart and find a way to stem my tears). And that is how Prince the Min Pin has come into our lives. Prince was something of a celebrity Min Pin when we adopted him from Janice, the IMPS coordinator who had previously led us to Max and Brady. And part of adopting him meant agreeing to keep up his FaceBook page and allow him time with his many fans. Most days I log on to FB with Prince in my lap and we post his messages… and we have posted a few photos, too – of Prince and Brady and Max and our original Min Pin kids, Oscar and Cecilia, who opened our world to the wonder and joy of living with and loving these amazing and special little guys and gals. If anyone is interested in following Prince’s adventures, please do look him up on FaceBook. Just enter a search for ‘Prince the Min Pin’. And to anyone who is considering adopting a pet, please give some consideration to adopting an older dog, or even one with special needs. The love and the joy that you will discover with these unique and often overlooked pets is indescribable – and is well worth the time and effort and any cost of owning such a dog.
I will always love and remember my Angel Baby, Brady
Clara
Mon, 14 Feb 2011 18:19:28 -0500 - from The Rudds
Hello my name Rossana a little over a year ago I adopted a minpin from you guys whose name is Hershey Bar. I just wanted to updated you on how he is, he has gain weight. He now weighs 22 pounds and is healthy. He loves our other dog Max who is a lab hound mix. I tried letting the guy that was fostering Hershey know how he was doing but I never received a response from him, so I decided to contact you guys directly. As I said he is doing really well, I love him to pieces he is a member of the family. I have attached a picture of him laying in my lap. Thank you guys some much for rescuing my baby from a shelter that was going kill him.
The Rudds
Sun, 30 Jan 2011 22:29:51 -0800 (PST) - from Barbara
I thank God every day for people like my friend/coworker Tracy who spend their time;money and open their homes to foster "tossed aside" animals.
Here's my (or should I say Brooklyn's) story:
I'm an RN. Went to a birthday party for my nurse manager in Sept 2010. Little did I know how things could change in a few short hours. The house was jam packed with about 60 people. My friend Tracy was holding the most beautiful; well behaved dog I had EVER seen(should mention we have a very spoiled 5yo chihuahua). Tracy told us this Min Pin named Little Bit had been surrendered by her owners along with her daughter the previous week. I didn't know Tracy very well at the time so I was clueless as to how involved she is with the So. Nevada IMPS rescue.
Meeting went OK. She couldn't care less one way or another about Ron. I was SURE she was going to be ours...I even had a new name for her(little did I know how PERFECT her new name matched her personality/attitude). She was going to be named...BROOKLYN!!!!!
That was on a Monday. By Thursday...we had our home check done and I dropped off Peaches(chihuahua) at the vet to be spayed...yea...forgot to tell hubby THAT minor detail. House check...approved...when the upstairs was checked out there was even a new dish with BROOKLYN's name on it...the IMPs coordinators LOVED that. It took about an hour for Little Bit to learn that she had a new name. She is DEFINITELY a mommy's girl...she loves Ron but she's 1000% my girl.
Peaches wasn't thrilled at first(what the heck...I go to Vet for few hours and there's another dog living here)???? But today the girls are best friends. Peaches has always been a "whatever" attitude dog. Brooklyn...has more energy than any dog I've ever seen(I had NO CLUE that Pins are soooo hyper).
I wish I had a bigger house(we downsized to a townhouse last year). I would adopt more Pins without a second thought.
I start every day by getting about 100 Min Pin licks and telling Brooklyn how much I love her...then I always say to her..."Thank You, Aunt Tracy." Tracy still calls Brooklyn her niece.
Proud to be a Min Pin Mom,
Tue, 25 Jan 2011 15:31:13 -0700 - from Ceci
Hello All,
I am writing to inform you that Etta James, formally Katy, out of Texas, and
Alice Coltrain, formally Christmas, out of California are now happily living
in CO with their brother Miles Davis (my original Min Pin).
My husband was relocated for work. But the dogs LOVE IT! We have a
large (fenced, of course) backyard and an even bigger house with
stairs that they find hilarious to chase each other up and down and
around our currently empty basement.
I've included some pictures of them for possible stardom on the website.
We are all very health and happy in our new home.
Best,
Sat, 18 Dec 2010 12:37:09 -0500 - from Cindy
Merry Christmas from Kahn & Sargeant who own Cindy & Derek.
This picture just proves that they do not pose perfectly but the hilarity of taking their pictures puts me in the Christmas spirit!
I'm usually laughing so hard part way through that our photo shoot has to happen in "sessions". There outfits are courtesy of a $ type
store and they will wear them up to Nana & Poppa's on the 24th.
Here's hoping for a Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, healing for hurt hearts and hope for the future and treats for our
all our furry friends!
Fri, 17 Dec 2010 09:20:51 -0800 - from Penny
I would like to share our Christmas picture of our Min Pins and their friend Heidi, the Dobe. Petie is on the left and was adopted in 2001 from Colorado Springs All Breed Rescue. The following year we adopted Jenny from the same rescue group. Life hasn't been the same since, but we wouldn't have any other way. Merry Christmas to everyone.
Penny
Tue, 07 Dec 2010 08:44:53 -0600 - from Inna
Our min pin Lila was snatched from our backyard last Sunday around 11 pm. I let her out for her potty and minute later she was gone! We think it was an owl. There are some fresh snow on our backyard and no footprints left. Only her tiny paws!
My heart is broken, and nothing in the world can make me feel right! Even if she managed to escape it's so cold outside... Lila is just 5 pound tiny min pin. We got her about 3 years ago from the Humane Society, where she was left by her owners with a broken leg. She was 6 mo old then...
Dear all! Cherish every second you spend with your loved ones! Live is so fragile!
Sincerely,
Inna
Wed, 10 Nov 2010 17:45:21 -0500 - from Nicole
Hello,
I just wanted to write to let you know how IMPS helped me find my best friend Murphy.
Murphy was in foster care with IMPS in Illinois in 2002. I had recently lost my family pet, and as a young veterinary student was looking for my very first pet of my own.
I saw Murphy on your website, he was a big handsome boy, MinPin crossed with something (though I never figured out what!) and they thought he was 5 or so years old. I knew he was the one I had been looking for. I adopted him and his foster mom brought him to Canada to live with me.
It took some time for us to get to know each other. He had been through alot of changes, and I had to be patient, but soon Murphy began to flourish and show his true personality. Murphy became my constant companion for the following 7 years. He was with me as I made my way through the trial and tribulations of vet school. He was with me when I met my husband and moved to Toronto. He made the trip with me down to Arizona where we lived for 2 years. He was with my when I moved back to Canada, staying in hotels in Aspen and the Chicago Hilton along the way! And he was with me when I bought my first home. He was my best friend.
He was such a little trooper, and endured twice daily pills and insulin injections for 4 years. Diabetes took his vision, but you would never know it - he got along just fine as long was we were together!
Last September, Murphy developed bladder stones, and became obstructed. I unblocked him, but sadly 3 weeks later it happened again. I knew after all of our wonderful years together it was time to finally say goodbye. As I write this I am still crying.
I just wanted to write this to thank you for bringing us together - for allowing me to rescue this little dog who made such a huge impact on my life.
Sincerely,
Date: Sat, 6 Nov 2010 17:40:44 -0400 - from Jaime
I want to thank IMPS for making my adoption of Deva a great experience. I rescued her on September 26th 2004 in New Jersey. Her IMPS tag number is 009622.
Deva touched many of lives, everyone that she came in contact with. That is with her own terms at least. ; ) She had a personality like no other. Her sister is a cat named Raja that I adopted 3 years after Deva. Deva needed a companion while I was working. Deva and Raja became the best of friends and they played with each other constantly.
She enjoyed visits to the nursing home where her grandmother, my mother, enjoyed feeding her cheese puffs. Deva enjoyed these each time when she saw her. Deva would put a smile on everyone's face there.
She also enjoyed walking in animal rescue events to bring awareness and hope for other adoptions. She recently walked in the BARCSoctoberfest in Baltimore October 23rd. Deva enjoyed the day of attention that everyone gave her and the all the treats she got to sample.
Deva became real sick a week ago and I took her to the animal hospital where they found a mass in her stomach. Deva must have been fighting this for quite some time but never once did she show me her pain. Deva was a very strong dog and gave so much love to everyone she met. Deva will be greatly missed by many. I want to thank IMPS for making it possible for Deva to have a loving home and for bring Deva in my life which had touched mine and many others. I also want to thank Rosedale Animal Hospital for all the care and support that they have given Deva throughout her life. I know how much you will miss her too.
"Rest in Peace Deva 1999-November 3, 2010"
Date: Tue, 2 Nov 2010 18:30:55 -0700 (PDT) - from Nora
Thu, 21 Oct 2010 22:05:33 EDT - from Elisa
Hi - I feel so bad that I don't keep up with IMPS. Bucky the Wonderdog is now nine years old, and instead of going white, he's going beige with age! He has an enlarged heart, but other than the occasional coughing fit, he is still the fun little guy he always was. He loves traveling, snuggling with us in bed, and thinks that everything I unwrap--and I do mean everything--is for him!
Cleo and Rupert, our two cats, tolerate him and vice versa. Bucky gets a treat every night after his walk, and now I have to give the cats treats too. They caught on that Bucky was getting a little something extra!
Here are some pics of Bucky. Sorry we've been away so long.
The first, blurry one was an attempt to get him with his ears up, which he does only when he's excited. The second is lying on a friend's lap. He is giving me "the face," as we call it, which means he wants something, preferably food. The third was a friend trying to put a yarmulke on Bucky. As they say, it did not go well.
My best to everyone at IMPS!
Elisa and Bucky the Wonderdog
Mon, 18 Oct 2010 08:50:46 -0700 - from Elisabetta and Mia
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From Kahn and Sargeant (and Cindy & Derek)
Photos of Minnie (now goes by Lola)
Thank You
It was June 4th,2004. We had had a home visit and been approved. My Daughter Jodi and I drove to Auburn, WA to get Rocky. A volunteer named Vicki told us what she could of him. We changed his name to Buddy. He had been taken from a home where they used him for bait to train Dogs to fight. He had had a rough first 18 months. He never got over his fear of bigger dogs he didn't know well. He always attacked first. He was very smart and loved to run. He had full run of our farm. My Daughter took him to her apartment when she moved out but he hated it. Barked if she left him so she brought him back home to me. Buddy was sick last week Friday October 28th,2011 and I knew it was bad. When I took him to the vet she said his gallbladder was not working. We made a plan to take him to a specialist on Monday. He hated going to the vet. When we got him home my Husband went outside and Buddy followed him out. When he turned around Buddy was gone. It was 2:30 and we searched until after midnight in the pouring rain. I posted on every site I could looking for him after I came in that night. When a local volunteer Jacqueline heard he was missing she brought a friend Danny and searched. Danny found him. He had hidden and died from his illness. It brought me much needed closure. I had been within 3 feet of him and he hadn't responded to my call. THANK YOU JACQUELINE AND DANNY. RIP BUDDY 2002-OCTOBER 28,2011.
Our boys: Max and Dexter "Harry"
Shayna's story
Success Story - Carter in GA
Crush
Chris
My babies
Tootsie -- RIP our beloved
My lil' man Charlie
Benson
Success Story: Paris
Sue
God bless you and IMPS.
Jennifer and all who love Paris
Brady - my angel baby
(and Claudio (spouse), Max, Oscar, Cecilia, Prince (aka Min Pin Nation), Francesca(Russell Terrier), Socrates (Shih Tzu) and the four cats who wish to remain anonymous)
February 18, 2011
Hershey Bar
Brooklyn's Story
This precious dog was wearing the cutest "Adopt Me" shirt. That was all it took for me. I held Little Bit for a few minutes and knew I HAD to have her.
I tried phoning hubby BUT the man NEVER answers his phone yet we continue to pay for it...lol
I got home that night and was so excited and told him about Little Bit. He wouldn't hear about it. He didn't think it would be fair to our chihuahua(who never played well with others). Over the following days there was many tears on my part...trying to convince him to adopt Little Bit. Even as we were walking out the door so he could meet Little Bit he was still saying...NO MORE DOGS!!!!!
A small way of saying THANKS...I made some blankets for the fosters over the holidays.
I have become a Min Pin lover in a few short months. I'm totally convinced that I will NEVER own another breed from this point on.
Barbara R.
Las Vegas, NV
Etta, Alice and Miles
Ceci
Merry Christmas
Christmas Picture - Petie, Jenny and Heidi
Our baby Lila
Success story - Murphy
I always joked that Murphy and I were lucky to have found each other. He kept me sane by showing me constant love, and he seemed to give even more when he knew I needed it the most. And as the years passed Murphy developed several medical conditions. "Thank goodness your mommy is a vet" I used to tell him! With a long list of medical conditions, including hypothyroidism, bad knees, diabetes, Cushings disease and cataracts I lovingly told everyone he was my little lemon!
Nicole
Deva
MinPin Story - Peanut
Hi there. My name is Nora and this past July I actually happened to rescuse a MinPin from a local pound. Peanut is an amazing little girl I happened to find by chance. I went to a local ASPCA to drop off donations. While there my daughter and I looked around and petted some of the animals. In the back were two new dogs who were just found wondering around a local town. I laid my eyes on Peanut and new she was for me. She has a lot of spunk and greets me at the door when I come home from work bouncing like a jumping bean. She cuddles up in bed next to me right under the covers. Between her and my children I recovered from a surgery quickly because if it weren't for her I wouldn't have pushed myself to do the things I needed to. Love her to pieces and I'm so glad I found her.
Hi from Elisa and Bucky the Wonderdog
Ciao from Italy!
Piero takes a nappy nap
Piero d'Arabia
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