I’ve always thought that Wallace’s story was a book waiting to happen. Wallace has faced an onslaught of obstacles throughout his life. He doesn’t simply endure them, he faces them with joyful abandon. He doesn’t know he’s supposed to fail, and as a result has achieved more than anybody thought was possible – a true underdog story in every aspect.
I’d like to tell you about my dog, Starla Rose. Starla is my hero because she holds our little family together. She gives so much love and makes us laugh hysterically even when we think we can’t break a smile.
Burned over 45 percent of his body, suffering major smoke inhalation, his collar melted into his neck, unable to see through burned corneas, this sweet dog captured everyone’s heart.
In June of 2009 I was introduced to the world of pit bulls. My mom was driving to work and saw a huge black and white pit bull sitting on the side of the road. We already had four family dogs between the two of us, so she passed by hoping someone else would stop for the dog.
Giada is a 3-year old pit bull. We adopted her from a veterinarian in New Jersey when she was 6 months old. It turned out that she had parvovirus as a young puppy. We met her and it was an instant connection. She was so sweet and very gentle with our then 1-year-old son. We had to adopt her.
I rescued Kadie in 2011 from a local shelter that brought her along with her two pups to Pennsylvania from Georgia. She was set to be put to sleep when the shelter got her. I was afraid to get another pit bull after my first one, Doc, passed away.
“When I did rehab, there were always therapy dogs there, but none were in a wheelchair like me.” That made a profound impression on us. That, and how Chili “receives” people – which is with a huge, open smile and a wagging tail.
Lisa was hired as CEO, and what did she do right away? You guessed it! She made the decision that all dogs would be judged on an individual basis and appearance would not play a part. This decision was met with very positive reactions!
“Every time we judge without understanding, we get into trouble. We need to spend time with an individual dog, finding out who he is and not what anything else says that he may be.”
Fergie dances around them, play-bowing, darting in and out of reach, sometimes tapping them lightly on the shoulder. Then she runs a few steps, looking back over her shoulder, trying to draw them into chasing her. Often they do, barking and growling; and sometimes they even nip her from behind, but Fergie never minds this and never retaliates.