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Rona Maynard's avatar

Our rescue mutt, Casey, received his basic training in a men’s prison in Ohio. We’re deeply grateful to the man who taught him to love and trust humans, but the warden declined my request to convey our thanks. I sometimes wonder who our benefactor was and what he used to call the dog now known as Casey.

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Chloe Ackerman, PsyD (she/her)'s avatar

My first rescue as an adult was Sammy, who I found on Craigslist. There were several other people interested in him, but the owners said they picked me because they thought I was the most likely to keep him forever. They were home #3 for him. Sammy was a yappy stress ball of a dog, and I think the previous owners were right in worrying that he would be passed from home to home by people not willing or able to see it through. I feel so lucky to have been chosen, though, because he was my heart dog.

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