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are a few true stories of successful adoptions. If you've
adopted a beagle from NCBR and would like to share it,
Hi! My name is Sweet Pea.
I'm a beagle who can't see.
At 6 years old I was dropped off at the pound.
But Beagle Rescue adopted me and soon a new home was found.
I like all my toys and love to play tug,
But most of all I like to cuddle up and get a hug.
I got placed in a home with another blind beagle
And it wasn't long before my new family made my adoption legal.
So please don't ever underestimate dogs that have no eyes.
Because blind dogs see with their hearts (it tells no lies).
Luckily for me my story had a happy ending.
So lots of love to NorCal Beagle Rescue I am sending.
first year with my new adopted brother Jake, Aunt
Mosey and my new Mom.
been pretty busy, learning the household routine
and Oh yeah, apparently there IS a BIG difference
between a rule and a suggestion (Mom makes rules).
get to ride in the truck when mom goes to the
store, Jake likes to bark but Mosey and I like
to watch all the people and other dogs in the
our friends come over to play, I like the kids - they
always have snacks and like to share. Young Sonia calls
me "Boomer Dude", so now my nick name is "Boo-doo".
Our friend Buster is the biggest dog I've ever seen,
a real nice guy though and I think it's good to have
a REALLY big friend - just in case...
is my favorite time, lots of play time, we get to play
in our pool, I like to run big circles with Jake and
then dive in, it makes a really big splash and feels
cool. Pretty soon it will be cold again and we'll get
to play in the house because of the rain (if we aren't
too rowdy). I don't mind the rain, I like to play in
the mud, but thunder is pretty scary and I need to hide
if it's close by.
learned lots of stuff from Jake this year, like for
instance, all the really great places to smell and roll
on in the yard and the importance of patrolling and
remaining vigilant at the fence. It's our job to alert
Mom and Mosey to any intruder, especially cats.
also taught me not to eat the flowers or dig (mom will
yell), the proper way to "sit" for treats
and not to mess with the bees because they STING and
I would have to go to the doctor for a shot. Jake also
warned me about the cat that lives in the garage, boy
does she have an attitude! One little sniff and she
pulls out a claw - SCRATCH! I only wanted to sniff her
butt and chat about cat stuff.
Mosey is a Senior and a bit cranky, sometimes she yells
at us if we wake her from her nap, so we try not to
bother her (usually). If I'm quiet she will let me lay
down next to her so I guess it means she thinks I'm
favorite time is when we sit together on the couch watching
T.V., we all like the "Animal Planet", lots
of stories and stuff about dogs.
best thing I learned this year is that even if life
starts out a little rough, don't give up, because there
are still people and dogs who will love you and want
you to be part of their home.
Happy Tails Make One Complete Family
husband, Chris, and I had been married not quite a year
and a half when we decided that it was time to expand
our family. No, not with children, but with a wonderful
beagle! We both had grown up with dogs and had a real
affinity for them.
investigating what type of dog would make a good fit
for us, we decided to get a beagle that had been released
from medical research. The size and color of beagles,
their inquisitive nature coupled with their intelligence,
and their friendly dispositions made us feel that a
beagle would be the right breed for us. We also wanted
to do something altruistic in rescuing a dog that had
come out of medical research.
December 21, 2004, our dream finally came true. Northern
California Beagle Rescue had gotten an influx of beagles
released from medical research, and we drove to the
home of a volunteer on a cold Tuesday evening to see
the dogs. We walked into Linea’s courtyard and
saw a playful group of beagles bounding all over the
place. Our hearts were captured. Two of the dogs in
particular caught our eye. They had been given temporary
names of Eggnog and Elf, reflecting the holiday spirit.
Elf was a bit smaller with a white spot on the back
of his neck. He seemed a little more subservient. Eggnog
had a white streak running from his snout up to his
eyes. We debated the merits of the two dogs and ultimately
as soon as we announced our choice and Linea began filling
out the paperwork, Eggnog came over and started licking
my hand as if to say “take me, take me.”
I started begging Chris to let us get two dogs, but
we agreed that it would be easier to train and work
with the dog if we just had one- at least initially.
So Elf came home with us that night and fit into our
lives and our hearts as if he had always been there.
We renamed him Percy. My maiden name started with a
“P” and, growing up, my family had a tradition
of naming all of our dogs with this letter to honor
our last name. Although I changed my last name when
I married Chris, I wanted to continue that naming tradition
to reflect where I came from. So Percy it was.
Many months went by and Chris and I continued to debate
the advantages of getting a second dog. We knew that
beagles did better in pairs as they preferred the companionship
and, therefore, we kept an eye on the Northern California
Beagle Rescue website. Imagine our surprise when we
saw Eggnog posted there again in late June of 2005!
It seemed to be fate. I nervously put in a call to Eva,
who now was the contact point for Eggnog. I knew in
my heart that we had to have this dog, but worried that
things might somehow fall through. Eva explained that
Eggnog had not found a good match with the family who
initially adopted him. Evidently, the family allowed
their toddler to pull Eggnog’s ears and tail and
basically torment the poor guy. I was heartbroken to
learn that he had been bounced around among four homes
in the last six months. Thinking back to the night when
Eggnog had given my hand sweet kisses, I knew that this
was a chance to make things right. I was confident that
this was the same dog we had seen in December, and so
was my husband. The name was the same, he looked the
same, and his picture even showed him sitting on Linea’s
Eggnog now lived outside of Sacramento, the only way
for there to be a photo of him at Linea’s house
was if he had been there before. Chris, Percy, and I
made the drive to Eva’s house near Sacramento
to see if we wanted to take Eggnog home for a sleepover.
Of course there was no question in my mind that he would
be coming home with us for good! In early July we brought
Eggnog back with us and completed our happy family.
We live for and love our boys, who bring us so much
joy everyday. Percy and Peagle (formerly Eggnog) are
great dogs and we are delighted to have brought these
brothers together for a happy ending for all.
was beagle #7. I lived in a cage for two years
while they did research on me. I think I am normal
after the ordeal, but my mother assures me that
I am indeed special, actually she says I am extraordinary.
I got sprung from the clink and sent to a foster
home. In fact, I moved into two other foster homes
in a short period of time. I tried to be the best
beagle boy I could. The problem with this is that
as a research dog I really didn't know exactly
how to be a "beagle boy" at all. That's
when I decided that I need to take charge and
pick the place that I wanted to live forever.
I chose a funny looking friend of one of the foster
homes that I stayed at. This funny looking friend
took a shining to me. Now it may sound funny,
but it's the honest truth, she doesn't like dogs.
But... she did like me.
house wasn't like the others. She had no one home during
the day, there was another dog, but I didn't have to
entertain her, and I only had two rules: 1. no chewing,
2. no using the bathroom in the house. My foster parents
agreed that since I was a socially awkward dog, I should
have a socially awkward owner. My new mommy promptly
changed my name to Wilson (Willie) Lucas, then introduced
me to the world.
I knew nothing about noise, people, treats, toys, eating
off a fork, snuggling, kisses, and walk, but believe
me I have learned. What a grand time I have had. I don't
always follow the two rules, but I know she loves me
anyway. I used to be scared of things, unsure of what
they meant and what would happen to me. Mommy taught
me that new things aren't bad.
came to my new house at the beginning of May. My granny
came to be with me while I mastered the rules well enough
to be unattended. She taught me the benefits of people
food. Now I eat off a fork like a big boy.
The other thing I get to do is walkies. I get on my
red outfit and it's like I'm in heaven. All sorts of
scents, sounds, and people waiting for me. When I first
would go for walks I kept rotating my head just to see
it all. I can't believe what i missed during those years
in the cage. I'm seeing it all now though. I cry in
the evening if mommy dawdles taking me for my walk.
I always win, and out we go. I have some catching up
to do and I think she understands.
Did I tell you I have a queen size bed? I do, it's all
mine, but I let mommy sleep there too, not foster beagles
though. They have to sleep on the floor like dogs when
they are at my house. Can you believe it... "my
house" I said, I do have a house. It's mine.
On special days mommy takes me to Doggie Disneyland
park. There are all sorts of dogs there running and
playing. I like to be the hound I am and sniff every
square inch of the place. If mommy is out of town I
put on my hang dog face and can talk my cousin into
taking me. I can't believe how these people give into
Sometimes they still say the "NO" word to
me. You know what I do? I play dumb. I act like I don't
know that I have done anything wrong, and soon the kisses
and forgiveness follows.
This place they call the burbs really is paradise for
those of us that have seen life on the other side of
the bars. I don't always mind, but it's like I read
"One wonders what would happen in a society in
which there were no rules to break. Doubtless everyone
would quickly die of boredom." Not me...I'm free.
I have loved every minute of life at my new home.
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