The first 8 yrs of my life I was confined in a very small wire cage in a puppymill in Missouri. I was there to have puppies for my owner. I was always happy when I had my babies, because I had something to love and cuddle against. I loved my babies so much, but before they were old enough to be on their own, they would be snatched from me...Oh how I ached for my babies I worry about them and miss them.....I was so lonely and scared....
I hated the thunderstorms..They scared me so much... I hated the long hot miserable summers, the long cold unbearable winters...I just wished I had a tender voice to talk to me...A gentle hand to comfort me...I was just number 24, the reason I know this is because it is tattooed in my ear...I didnt even have a name..
My legs and feet hurt so bad, It is not easy living with a wire bottom....My back legs are all deformed from trying to keep from falling through the holes....I was so crumpled in that cage.. I would give anything to run and play in the grass, smell the flowers and fresh air.. The smell of this puppymill sickens me...Will I ever be free?
One day I had a bad pain in my stomache...I was so scared. I didnt want to have any thing to do with the boy dogs that was crammed in the cage with me..Instead of my owners trying to find out what was wrong with me, they just threw me in the dog pound..I was so pitiful looking and so dirty and sick.. I just coward in the corner for the three days I was here... No one even noticed me..
I heard two people talking that it was my turn to be put to sleep...Was that a good thing or was that something I needed to worry about? Why cant someone just comfort me, I am so scared right now....Then one of the ladies picked up the phone and was telling a person on the other end about me getting ready to be put to sleep, She asked Do you want me to pull her for you? I guess the other person said yes because the woman came to me and picked me up and told me this was my lucky day, you are being turned over to The Pomeranian Rescue...
I was taken to a woman that was going to be my Foster Mommy. She cleaned me up, It took 4 baths to get me clean, when you live in a puppymill and there are cages up above you, Believe me after 8 years, You get really nasty.
The next day I was taken to the vet... I was treated for a really bad bladder infection, I had to have a mammary gland removed, 4 teeth pulled, I was spayed... I also got all my shots..I had to stay at the vet for a couple of days, to make sure I was going to recover properly...
I got to go back with my Foster Mommy, She taught me so much. She took pictures of me and put me on Pet Finder...I stayed with her a couple of weeks and she told me I was going to be adopted to a nice person in Texas.... I was all scared again I did not want to leave my Foster Mommy...She told me I was pretty and she gave me hugs and kisses, she named me Rosie..
After a couple mos, it was finally time to leave... My Foster Mommy was sad, she nearly adopted me herself...
I was transported to Dallas Texas, at the race track there where some others that were being transported met their forever family that day. A nice man and woman picked me up and I stayed all night with them to rest before I got to go to my forever home...
The next morning we got up early to go to Weatherford to meeet my forever Mommy and Daddy....When we pulled in to the parking lot of the McDonalds off the interstate, My Mommy and Daddy was there waiting for me....When my new Mommy first touched me and huged me, it felt so good...I knew I was going to be loved... The man that took me there took a picture of me and My mommy...That is the picture my mommy uses when she does post on the pages....I was a cutie wasnt I?
It took another 5 hours to get back to Odessa. My mommy drove, and I sat on daddy's lap...I never took my eyes off my mommy...I was really shy and still a little nervous....I have heard rumors that my daddy wanted me to be a daddy's girl, but I am a Mommy's girl....I hate her to get out of my sight....
When we finally got home, I had a very warm welcome from my two human sisters and my doggy brothers and sisters...They all loved me...I was so happy.....
It has been 2 1/2 years since I have found my forever home....I did not ever think I would be this happy...
I love the grass, it feels so good to walk through it.
I love my mommy so much, she comforts me when we have a storm, she comforts me when I dont feel good. She rubs my tummy and sings softly to me....She calls me her Baby Girl...
I can not get around very well with my little crippled legs, but she carries me where ever I need to go.
I love having a soft bed to sleep in, right next to mommy and daddy....
I am 10 1/2 years old and just now learning how to live....I have come so far since I first came to live with my Forever Mommy....

Oh Kathy....what a beautiful story.


Christine;
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What a heartbreaking story with a wonderful happy ending

Oh my Kathy, what a heartbreaking but touching story.

I can imagine how horrible those 8 years must have been!! Poor baby. I'm so happy she is in her forever home with you. Touching story. Would you mind if we feature it?

Everytime I see a picture of a puppymill and the way the dogs live, It makes me so sad for her and all the dogs that have to lie like that. .., but I look at her now and even with her little deformed crippled legs she is so happy. ..and she loves me and depends on me so much...I love her so much....She is so special to me......
That is fine to feature her story....

Kathy, can you please give a title for your story? It's next on the featuring schedule

From Cage To Freedom.....
I love my little Rosie.. ..Her smile is worth so much to me.. ...
Thank you for featuring her story.....

what a touching story Rosie is perfect how can anyone do this to her???
i'm so glad you found each other Kathy with your big open heart you finally made her feel safe and happy.

ROSIE is a blessing wrapped in fur!

How could someone look into that face and hurt her like that? I swear there are persons that do not have a soul. Kathy, you saved her life. What a special person you are. Merry Christmas.

i hope the puppy mill owner rots in u know where cuz i cant believe they would hurt rosie so much tattoo her ear!!!!!! ill tattoo him!!!
kathy is that puppy mill up ~n~ 'round still? im glad ur story has a happy ending. muah!

I am sad to say the puppymill is still in full force....Missouri has so many.....Another woman I talk to from puppymill rescue has a little pom that her ears were cut off so no one could trace her back to the mill she came from....It is so sad to read the horrible stories on that sight.....One night I sat there reading the stories just a crying....Ian had to make me get off the computer..... it is so sad, some have happy endings like Rosie did but the agony of the torture they have to endure before they are saved and the sad thing is more than half are not saved they have to spend their whole life living like that...It sickens me and makes me so mad.....It bothers me so bad!!!!!