When you see Pickles happily prancing around Trout Lake with her adoring adopters, it’s nearly impossible to imagine that just a few short months ago she was found in a hole in California. An actual dirt hole.
Suffering from a severe skin infection, Miss Pickles was filled with worms, covered in ticks and was severely underweight and malnourished when she was saved and brought to B.C. by the Vancouver-based rescue, L.E.A.S.H. Animal Welfare Society.
Terrified and nervous, her foster family built up her confidence until she was medically cleared for adoption. It just so happens that’s when Katie Holmes was checking the Facebook page of L.E.A.S.H., and fell in love with the dog that no one wanted.
In this edition of Rescue Me, Katie shares the story of Pickles in her own words, and why she believes every potential adopter should skip the pet store.
We were on our way back from yet another unfruitful hunt for a rescue pal when I perused the Facebook page of L.E.A.S.H. (as I often do), and all of a sudden I saw this heart-melting face looking back at me. It was her! Pickles! Our dog. And I knew it.
We’d been wanting to expand our little fam for quite some time. Erich has been nagging at me for ages and ages about getting a dog, and from the moment we first discussed it there was no question about whether or not we would adopt. We both feel strongly about not supporting a system in which puppy mills play any part, and there are so many wonderful organizations that work tirelessly around the clock to help all types of amazing dogs in life threatening situations. For us, it’s a no brainer.
She has certainly made herself at home! And we love it. She’s an extremely loving (and loveable) girl who’s always up for either playing or cuddling. Pickles goes to work with Erich Monday to Friday and we have an everyday park play or hike, but at home she’s always at our side. Either “helping” with dinner (read: sitting quietly and patiently waiting for any morsel to fall on the ground), lazing on the couch (read: on Erich, on the couch), or playing with her numerous toys that are happily strewn around. At exactly 10 p.m., however, she likes to help herself to a little drink of water (a night cap) and take herself to bed. Our bed. Which now belongs to her.
It’s hard to talk about what life with Pickles is like. At the risk of sounding like a supreme ball of cheese, it’s more like, what was life like before? Seriously. Life together now is so great we really can’t imagine life without her — and don’t want to. She’s brought so much love and laughter into our lives and home.
She is a constant source of joy and pleasure and fun. She’s so funny! Having a dog means getting out a lot more; hiking, walking, running, playing. But she’s already our best friend and we truly love her. Our life is very, very full and fulfilling with Pickles in it. I never thought I’d be so happy to pick up anyone’s poop. But I am. And it’s great.
To anyone who is hesitant about adopting instead of going to a pet store or breeder, don’t be! When you adopt you develop such a bond with your little new friend. They truly make you feel as though you share something special. You give them a chance at a new life — often literally, when you rescue a pup from a kill list — and they give you a new life. Plus, when you adopt a dog you are casting a vote; you are saying you don’t support the mistreatment and over-breeding of animals in puppy mills. Take it from us and Pickles, adoption is the only way to go.
If you have your own adoption success story, I’d love to include you in a future Adopt Me column. Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org