I was looking for a friend for my Border Collie Zelda and I discovered a Border Collie rescue in Massachusetts. I went online and saw Max...he had been from a puppy mill, in a pet store where he was teased, adopted, kept in a crate in an appartment in Boston, after two years given to the SPCA, adopted again, again kept in a crate and after another 6 months was taken in by Border Collie rescue. He looked so sad and I was smitten. I drove the 3 hours to meet him and they brought him out. I forgot, while I was smitten by him, that he had no idea who I was. I leaned into him and he bit me in the face. I knew that was my error, not his. I sat on the ground and called him over...he put his head in my lap and looked up at me with the sweetest face. I told them I would take him. I left to have lunch with a friend and said I'd be back. I'm sure they figured I'd never return, you could see the surprise on their faces when I did. Max was 3 years old and though he had trust issues they melted away in time. I always said if a man ever looked at me the way Max did, I would marry him. I know had I not taken him he would have been euthanized because of his issues. I had him for ten years and he was the sweetest boy.... I cherish that scar on the side of my nose... it reminds me of him.

Cathy
RIDGEFIELD, CT