I had been volunteering at a Dog Rescue in the Southern Tier with no other intention than to help in cleaning up, feeding and walking the dogs. "Willie" was a 6 month old English Springer Spaniel rescued from an Amish puppy mill in PA. The owner of the puppy mill contacted the Rescue's owner and said that he was the only one that didn't sell and that she needed to come and get him or he would be killed. He had been left tied up in a barn. When I first saw him at the rescue, he was facing straight ahead but staring at me out of the corner of his eye. I decided to take him for a walk which he had never done and then decided to take him home to meet the family. I promised the Rescue that I would return him in an hour. I did return but left him in my truck and went in and filled out all of the papers. He is now 3 and lives with his bro Jake, a Chesapeake Bay Retriever and Big Al, our fat cat. He is now living the life he should and is the goofiest guy ever. Not only did we rescue him, he rescued all of us. Always adopt, words cannot describe the gratification.

Maria
Lockport, NY