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It’s just plain wrong that there are so many Westie seniors in need of re-homing these days. Here’s one more that needs your help:

Check out Rocky!  He needs a new home!

Quick Facts on Rocky

11 years old, but young acting and healthy

UTD on shots

H/W negative



Friendly and Active – like to play

Good with other dogs

Should go to a home withOUT small children

From Rocky’s FosterMom:

Rocky is very loving and wants to be with you at all times.  He follows you from room to room.  He is playful and doesn’t act his age. Vet believes he is younger due to his health condition being so good. Rocky gets along with other dogs if they are not aggressive towards him.  Leg lifting has subsided with the wearing of a belly band; Remember –  he has just been neutered after 11 years!  Rocky needs some training as he knows no commands, however he does know the word “no”. He is crate-trained.

Rocky’s adoption fee is $200.

If you are interested in adopting this lovable little fella,

please contact John or Steph Wisecarver at 320-963-6085

Melvin is in need of a new family – are you in need of a new family member?

Quick Facts on Melvin
Up to date on vaccinations; heartworm negative
Recently neutered
Friendly, active and quite young-acting for 11 years old
Should be in a home withOUT small children
Don’t know if he likes cats or not…..
Adoption Fee is $200

Details From Mel’s foster dad….
Melvin is a handsome, healthy Westie boy who unfortunately grew up in a neglectful environment. He will need a home without children, and a dedicated Westie person who can provide lots of love, patience, and one-on-one, experienced training with gentle discipline. He wants to be with you and follows me everywhere. He is sweet and affectionate. He loves to play fetch and will put the ball or whatever in your hand to continue the game. He will also destroy the toy in short order if you allow him to chew on it.
He is crate trained to the extent that he can be left there without soiling it, but isn’t crazy about the concept and barks for awhile when you put him in there. He is doing well taking care of his business outside on a regular schedule
Melvin deserves a second chance to shine and and enjoy life.

I often pity people
who have never felt just cause
to share the bond between two souls;
one with hands and one with paws.
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Hello! Our names are Frodo (8 years old, on left)


and Robbie


(3 yrs old, on right). We are two rather larger Cairns. We each weigh about 20 lbs. We are very mellow and even tempered, we are crate trained too. We love meeting new new people and making friends. We would very much prefer to go to a home together, we tend to rely on each other for support. We are currently hanging out with the Wisecarvers. If you are interested in adopting us, please contact our foster parents at 320-963-6085. (We are neutered, vet checked, vaccinated and heartworm negative.)

Rescue Stories 2011

My thanks to Sue Storms, who always does a wonderful job keeping us informed of Westies that have come available for adoption. Here are several great stories of dogs finding their forever homes!—Sid

A number of Westies were adopted this past year by members of our Little White Terriers group. I have asked their new families to write their ‘love story’ to share with us. Who doesn’t love a happy ending?
Give your Westie an extra hug while you read these happy-ending stories.
Miss Paisley (formerly Trouble) by Sue Storms
“Trouble” entered my life in January when I was alerted of a 14-year old Westie in an east-suburban shelter. Her original owner had died and she was given to a family member who kept her for a month before taking her to the shelter because “we just can’t handle her”. Trouble then went into foster care with John and Steph Wisecarver. After a week and 2

Miss Paisley

adoption announcements to the Little White Terriers group, no interest was shown. Older dogs really pull at my heartstrings and I wanted to bring her home with me but my Homeowners’ Association rules allow only 1 permanent dog. I put my best writing skills to work and contacted each board member asking for a special dispensation for this old gal. Unanimously, they said “yes” and on January 14, 2011, “Miss Paisley Aberdeen” (who was no “Trouble” at all) moved in with Quinn, HobieCat and me.
It was quickly evident this gal had been well loved; she told me the human bed was where she wanted to sleep, the front seat of the car is where she requested she ride, her meals dare not be late, and a human lap (anybody’s lap) is where she preferred to sit. And with her deep, loud barks, she made sure her demands were heard! That deep bark was the only un-lady-like characteristic of this “Grande Dame”. Quinn instantly accepted her, HobieCat adored her and I was totally smitten – we loved having her in our lives!
She quickly became well-known and well-loved in my condo community. Her stroller rides brought lots of smiles as she held her head high and sniffed everything around her as we ventured through our complex. Our Westie friends also liked meeting her and she was happy to allow anybody to hold her if they wished. She also enjoyed going to Doggy Day Care every Wednesday and took it upon herself to keep an eye on all that was going on around her – she even learned how to use the doggy door! A huge honor was bestowed upon her when she reined as Queen of the Wayzata Westie Walkers in the James J Hill Days parade; a position very fitting for this lovely old girl.
I always hoped her former family was looking down upon her, watching her enjoy life, recognizing that it was possible for her to go on and still have fun after they died. Sadly,
her time too, had come to an end. After a short illness, she left us on November 8th. I thanked her for allowing me to spend these last precious months with her; I was honored to be her mom even if it was only for a short time.
I was surprised and comforted to hear my neighbors talk about her, taking a piece of ownership of her. I heard comments like “We were lucky to have her with us” and “We all loved her so much”. She was greatly loved by so many, many people that she met in the last 10 months of her long life. I think all her new friends eased her transition from her loving family.
I hope her story is a reminder to all that older dogs can still enjoy life and bring joy to many people despite their age or the fact that their family has left them. I’m convinced that Paisley is now reunited with her family, making her demands, once again enjoying the love she so rightly deserves. And I’m convinced that she is being “No Trouble at all.”
Vinnie by Julie Gibbons
It was a crowded room. I walked in, mingled a bit, and then I saw him. Our eyes met, well mine did at least, he was resting his head on his foster dad’s shoulders, and it was love at first sight. Well for me anyway. Even though he looked like a cross between a wombat and a kangaroo. But looks aren’t everything. I will make him love me I thought. I asked what his

Tony and Vinnie

story was. He was 8 months old and kept in a cage the first six months of his life at a puppy mill. I didn’t need another dog. Husband just retired early. Check. Daughter just graduated college and found a good job. Check. Our other Westie son was about to turn eight and he was a calm and well mannered little guy. Check. But I reached for the phone and called hubby. ‘Can I get another one?’ I asked. ‘Another what?’ he said. He said okay. He knows me very well. We brought him home from Crossroads and named him Vinnie. Vincent when he’s naughty. We now had Tony and Vinnie, the boys from Brooklyn, the only Italian names in the household. Tony hated Vinnie for the first few months. But now they rip through the house after each other. Vinnie thinks every wastebasket is a toy box for him. He chewed my brand new shoes I bought for a wedding. He walks around the bathtub and nudges everything he can into the water. Then he jumps in. His teeth are worn down on one side… I believe it’s from gnawing on his cage out of boredom in the puppy mill. He can’t be in the Westie Walk yet because I don’t have experience walking in Macy’s parade as a balloon handler. But this little guy has won our hearts and is so happy every single day. Our little Vinnie, er… Vincent, is very much a challenge but we absolutely adore him.

Atticus by Mike & Lyn Berglund
Our little Westie passed away about a year ago and my wife and I talked about getting another Westie, but we wanted to adopt or rescue this time. Your email this past February regarding Atticus, a 10 year old male whose elderly owner was put into a nursing home,


made us think that this “big” little guy who is mostly deaf might be the one for us. My son and I left very early one Saturday morning in February to make the 5 hour drive to Bemidji to see if he would be a good pet for us. Upon meeting him at the kennel in Bemidji, he just warmed up to us, was all attitude, and very playful for a dog of any age and we thought we have to take him.
He has been a great addition to our family and blended right in. He is affectionate, attentive, has high energy in spurts, well behaved, and has a “nose” that makes up for his lack of hearing. What a joy he has been.

Caesar by Mary Kay Pewowaruk

This past September, our 16-year old Westie Guthrie, passed away. This was especially hard for me as he had been with me since he was just 7 weeks old. Right about the time of Guthrie’s death, an email came out from the Little White Terriers about several dogs who were rescued by Secondhand Hounds and needed homes. At the time, I could hardly even look at the email and so deleted it. But about a month later, we heard again that Caesar was


still available. The month we had spent without a dog in our home was very lonely and sad. My husband, who works from home, was just lost without the company of a furry friend. I wasn’t sure I was ready but I decided to inquire anyway. After a couple phone calls, I learned Caesar came from a backyard breeder in Ohio. His hair was pretty messy so when we finally met him, he was sporting a rather short haircut. But we all knew right away that Caesar would be a great companion for us and would help to fill that hole that was left in our home and in our hearts. We brought Caesar home on October 17 and he has now adjusted very well. It was a bit of a shock for us to have this 2-year old with so much energy (and the need to chew everything). We learned a few lessons the hard way: Caesar tore the frosted film off one of our French doors, he tore a hole in our car’s leather seat, and he ripped the bedskirt on my daughter’s bed. But we only blamed ourselves for these mishaps and fortunately, they are minor and can be fixed. Caesar is such a sweet, loving dog. He really likes to be held, is always ready to go for a walk or a car ride, likes to sleep with our 10-year old daughter, and is so fun to watch when he plays with his stuffed animals and chew toys. Caesar has captured our hearts and we are so thankful he is a part of our family! Thank you to Secondhand Hounds for bringing Caesar to Minnesota and thank you to Crossroads Animal Shelter, the Wisecarvers, and foster parent Greg Palmer for helping us in the adoption process.
Patty McPatty by Dori & Roger Schlins
Our June 21st, 2011 Adoption of Patty McPatty:
After the loss of 17 year old Weaver, the most magnificent Westie in the universe, we spent seven months grieving and trying to figure out how to choose the right Westie to bring into our home again. We never doubted that we would have another Westie; we just wondered where to find another puppy.

Patty McPatty and Dori

When we transitioned to the idea of adopting an adult rescue Westie, we suddenly had several immediate choices. Ultimately, the Crossroads Shelter in Buffalo was the wonderful source of our next Westie. Bless the Wisecarvers for their work with rescue and matching up potential owners.
This is the thing: Roger and I had owned 5 other dogs but all different breeds – we thought all Westies would be like our first in temperament and attitude, since we had never had two dogs of the same breed. Weaver was wonderful, but we had no idea that even among Westies there is a wide spectrum of personalities. Our Patty McPatty has been a revelation: she is extremely affectionate with humans/hates other dogs, never barks at all unless she sees another dog outside or catches a glimpse of a squirrel, never begs, loves to play with squeaky toys/balls, and passionately hunts mice or other critters in the yard.
Weaver was very even tempered and got along with all dogs; he accepted affection from us but did not lick our faces; he was a very noisy dog, barked at everything, but did not care to chase a ball. We loved his enthusiasm and quiet dignity. Now we have an angel in a dog suit. Patty lets us know every day how grateful she is to have landed in our house. We are working on the anti-social canine behavior, however. I do want to have her participate in walkabouts and the Sept parade.
All in all, the right pairing of rescue Westie and adoptive home is key but so incredibly worth it. Thanks to those who found Patty for us – we will be eternally grateful!
Roger and Dori Schlins
Rosie (formerly Sugar) by Vanessa Rico
I lost one of my Westies unexpectedly in August. Sad as I was, Allie, my other Westie, was


also grieving. Things were just too quiet around our home. In late September, I learned of some Westies available for adoption through Second Hand Hounds. Rosie was one of a group that came here from an Ohio breeder and she was fostered with the Wisecarvers through Crossroads Animal Shelter. I decided it was time for an addition to the household, so I filled out the application and got a call to go out to Crossroads and see her. Apparently there were many applications for the dogs! I was not sure what to expect when I arrived at Crossroads and I didn’t want to get too excited. When I got there, the Wisecarvers brought me to meet the dogs who were very excited by all of the attention. Rosie (her name was Sugar originally) caught my eye right away. I believe I did not pick Rosie – she picked me. She followed me around the kennel and just seemed to know I was the “one”. She wasn’t much to look at to begin with. She was pretty skinny and was shaved. From what I was told, she was used for breeding purposes and she had had at least one litter. She was a friendly little dog, though, not afraid or shy so I don’t believe she was abused in any way. So, she came home with me that day and promptly settled in on my couch next to Allie! She has turned out to be a great dog! She’s quick to learn, happy, has a good disposition and is a good protector of my property from varmints such as squirrels and rabbits. She and Allie are good friends and get along great! This is another furry-tailed, happy ending! Vanessa
Bently by Mary & Gary Johnson
We adopted Bently, a Westie mix, about a month ago from Crossroads Animal Shelter in Buffalo, Mn. We are now wintering in east Texas – my wife and I, Bently, his older brother Scooter, a miniature Schnauzer, and Popcorn, a yellow tabby. The dogs go on daily walks along the Toledo Bend Reservoir with Mary and the local dog pack – a total of 7 or 8 dogs each day. Bently loves walking in the water, even with his short legs, and enjoys carrying the little treasures he finds each day. Has fit into the family really well and is a joy to have.
Glad I receive your emails – especially the one that alerted us to Bently.
Merry Christmas,
Mary and Gary Johnson
We hope you have enjoyed reading these happy-ending stories!
“Adopting a dog will not change the whole world, but it will change the whole world for that one dog.”

Hello, Westie friends!

Let me introduce myself to you.  My name is Duffy and I’m 6 years old. Foster mom says I’m 6 going on 2….you know what that means – I have tons of energy and I’m LOADS of fun! 

I have all the good things people love in a Westie. I love to play and that means with other dogs and kids in addition to people.  I’m a happy, lovable guy who just wants to be with a family that loves me for all my Westie ways.

I’m neutered, up to date on all my shots, micro-chipped, heart-worm negative and on preventative.  I am crate-trained and housebroken perfectly.  I’m healthy as a horse and rarin’ to go!  I do know how to “SIT”, but am also a prime candidate for more obedience training and maybe agility – it would be a shame to waste all my good energy on just fetching a ball.

If you are interested in adopting me into your family, please call my foster parents, John and Steph Wisecarver.  They will say that everything I’ve told you is TRUE. 

If you have more questions about me, please call John and Steph at 320-963-6085 so they can tell you what a great guy I am!

Maggie Mae and her son, Angus, are still waiting for their forever family to adopt them.

Maggie Mae is 5 years old, recently spayed, up to date on her vaccinations, completely housebroken and sweet as pie! Her unique look of “one ear up, one ear down” is endearing and she is ready to show you how much love she has to share. Her hair is starting to grow out (she had to be shaved when she came into rescue) and she likes to stand and play patty-cake. She’s a petite little girl, not a big barker, but loves to play with other dogs. Could she be your little girl??? Her adoption fee is $250.

Angus is now 9 weeks old and full of himself – a typical Westie puppy! He’s diligently working on the housebreaking thing and it’s coming along nicely. He will need to be neutered when he is older and of course, will need vaccinations. His adoption fee is $280 with $80 refunded upon proof of neuter. Is this bouncing baby Westie-boy for you?

If you are interested in adopting one of these wonderful Westies, contact John or Steph Wisecarver at 320-963-6085 for more information.

Maggie Mae



Meet Lorenzo!

Here’s Lorenzo – after nearly 5 years with his family, his environment changed and he’s not very happy about it. So, Lorenzo is looking for a new family.

This little guy sounds like a GEM!  He will be 5 in April; is neutered and up-to-date on his vaccinations. Is crate-trained and house broken. He does NOT care for young children; has NOT bitten, but probably out of nervousness, growls at their new baby (now 1 year old and becoming active). He does very well with older children (10 years +) and adults.  He is also friendly with other dogs.

These people speak Spanish in their home so Lorenzo does not know any English commands, but I’m sure he could be taught. He has spent time with English speaking families when Gabriela and family have traveled so he should do fine.

He did have potty accidents in the home after the baby was born; the baby was a preemie so he was home alone for a long time before the baby came home. He no longer has accidents; he IS house broken, however, keep in mind a new dog will most likely have an accident or two after moving into a new home.

Gabriela’s words:

Lorenzo loves to be pet but not all the time. He looks for you or if you do it, he stays shortly and then he leaves. He likes to sleep a lot and when he is awake, he plays whit his own toys (balls). Sometimes, he barks a lot. It happens when he sees animals outside or people around the house. I would say that we are use to it but I don’t know if it would be too much for a new family. My husband is who feeds him, showers him and walks him most of the time so Lorenzo loves him. We can say that my husband is the pack leader so Lorenzo follows his rules all the time. He doesn’t understand commands like “seat, silence, down, etc”, since we didn’t teach eat and we speak Spanish at home. But, he does that when we ask him to do it and he has lived so many times with american families (when I go to my country)  that don’t speak Spanish so the language shouldn’t be a problem. He likes calm and quiet, predictable and quiee places, my house used to be like that. He needs his routine and when he is out of it, he seems to be upset. Before the baby, he used to be free at home (never did something to my furniture or the house in general)  when he was alone but now, he is in the kennel. He is fine with it and it is not a problem for him to get into the crate.

He sounds like a typical Westie in all ways – and he’s darn cute! I think he’s in a crate quite a bit now because of the baby…..he needs to be free again and enjoy a family that has more time for him.

Here’s Gabriela’s phone number – they live in Minnetonka.  952-913-0152

Please call her if you are interested in Lorenzo.

I recently posted a request for a retirement home needed by a 14-year-old Westie whose owner had died. Well, Miss Paisley found her final forever home with Sue Storms of the Little White Terriers group here in Minnesota. Just wanted to praise Sue for bringing about such a happy ending and show off Paisley in her charming new outfit. This is one sweet and classy little dog!


Meet Trudy!

Allow me to introduce to you…..Ms. Trudy, a very ‘experienced’ Westie who sadly found herself homeless in the twilight of her life.

Trudy is 14 years young, has a cataract in one eye and a bad haircut (she’s shaved) but a true Westie person will understand that these are petty details – you are as young as you feel, you can still see even with a cataract and hair grows back!

This older, mature, reserved lady would love to spend her retirement years with a family that will love her in spite of her age. She’s a sweet gal that just needs some love and a little exercise (she’s a good eater!)  She’s a bit overweight, but we don’t talk about that in front of her. She also likes to nap and sit in your lap. She’s not really interested in lots of activity at this point – after all, she IS retired!

She is housebroken, appears to be crate-trained, uses the stairs, gets along with other dogs and is generally a really nice girl.  She is being treated for an ear infection, but that is minor.

If you are interested in providing a loving, stable retirement home for Trudy, please contact John and Steph Wisecarver at 320-963-6085.



These stories were compiled by Sue Storms of the Little White Terriers group here in Minnesota. My thanks to her for her tireless efforts to promote adoption of animals, Westies in particular. — Sid

A number of Westies were adopted this past year by members of our Little White Terriers group.  I have asked their new families to write their ‘love story’ to share with us. Who doesn’t love a happy ending?

Give your Westie an extra hug while you read these happy-ending stories.

Cleo (formerly Baer)

I adopted my Westie from a Craigslist ad that Sue had forwarded to me. I was skeptical, but something inside of me said to go ahead and email to find out more. And…I am SO glad I did.

Baer (now named Cleo) was very well taken care of by her family that lived in Stillwater.  She is a purebred Westie that was bred in Missouri and shipped to Minnesota and her family when she was 8 weeks old. I honestly don’t think they had time for her so they wanted to adopt her to someone who would take care of her the way a Westie should be. Since I owned a Jack Russell Terrier, they thought I was the best candidate (there were many people interested in her apparently).

She is not a show dog, but she is a show-off! She is probably the smartest, sweetest dog I have ever had. She will be 2 years old in March and she is a true Westie! Loves squirrling, loves car rides, walks and everyone she meets! Oh, and she is quite independent, but loves her time with me and my boyfriend (and his Doberman Pinscher puppy!).

She has gone to obedience class and is a quick learner. She goes everywhere with me and she’s been a great addition to my home since my Jack Russell Terrier passed away.

Thanks again, Sue! Merry Christmas and God’s blessings for a Happy and Prosperous New Year!
Andrea Manos

Angus – told by Sue Storms

Kris, a Westie Rescue Missouri (WRM) friend in Iowa, contacted me in November last year about an older Westie-boy in the shelter in Mason City, IA.  WRM was filled up – could we help? Those of you that know me, know how the older ones tug extra hard at my heartstrings, so Westie friend Judy Regan and I drove to Mason City.  Angus had quickly won the hearts of the shelter workers – he was not in a crate or pen; he had his own room! He was SO needy that he was at the feet or in the lap of someone all day long. If he got very far away from somebody, the barking began. He had come from an unpleasant, abandonment situation that we believe caused some of this anxiety (maybe all) so we knew he would need a family that could give him the attention he so badly needed.  John and Steph Wisecarver agreed to foster him so off he went to Maple Lake.  After spending one night with a new family, it was determined they could not care for him. He needed to be lifted up and down steps and his new mom was about to have knee surgery – that would not work! And the incessant barking when he was away from somebody was also not going to work….so back to John and Steph’s he went….and then where did he go? Nowhere!  They decided he had already been through enough and at his age, it wasn’t fair to put him through any more anxiety. So, “Angus Burger”, the needy, barky, demanding, snuggly old man, found his retirement home with the Wisecarvers and their pack.  He’s a happy old man!

A New Twist on Adopting Oliver, that Little Dickens

By Sid Korpi

Sometime last spring, I think it was, I dutifully posted to my “Good Grief: Finding Peace After Pet Loss” blog and its related Facebook page some pictures and a blurb about a Westie named Fonzie that needed a home. I tried not to look too closely at his adorable little face (for what other kind of face could a Westie possibly have?) because I was not in the market for any more animals in my home. We already had seven rescued pets—three pretty young Westies, two older cats and two finches. I didn’t want a fourth dog. I didn’t need a fourth dog. I knew I’d need my head examined for even for a moment considering adopting a fourth dog. Avoidance was my best defense against temptation…


Higgins (formerly Mr. MacTavish)

by Cari Wolfe

When we lost Tyler, our 13 year-old Westie, in February of 2008, it seemed like a good time to further simplify our lifestyle and live without a Westie for the first time in nearly 30 years. We live in a downtown condo and while the building is pet-friendly and has a park right across the street, it’s not the same as opening the back door and letting the dog out. We enjoyed the “freedom” through the spring and much of the summer; coming and going as we pleased, not needing to get home to feed anyone or take anyone out, not having anyone to greet us when we got home…

That mindset lasted until some time in August when we started to actively seek out a non-puppy Westie to fill the gaps in our too-simplified lifestyle. We “met” Sue through some on-line research in September. She didn’t know of anyone who fit our profile at the time but said “you just never know when someone will turn up.” She advised us to apply with the Westie rescue organizations in Missouri and Nebraska since she could perform the home visit for them and we would be able to qualify even though we live out of their normal adoption areas. Only a couple of days later Sue contacted us and said that a scrawny little 2 year-old named Mr. MacTavish was about to be given up in Missouri and he might be just the boy for us. He would need some TLC, good food, and time, but he seemed like a good match.

The first pictures we saw looked a little like Charlie Brown’s Christmas tree, but Mac’s little face stole our hearts right away. Mac was turned over to Westie Rescue of Missouri and then Kris in Iowa fostered him for a couple of weeks to care for his skin problems and put some weight on his bones. On a Saturday in October we drove down to Iowa to finally meet Mr. MacTavish. What a lover he was from the first minute we saw him. He curled up and slept on my lap nearly all the way home with one relief stop along the way.

The first couple of weeks he was the biggest pleaser you ever saw. He couldn’t do enough to show us what a wonderful dog he was and what a good decision we had made to bring him home. We tried calling him Mac but it just didn’t seem to fit this tiny little guy, so he became Higgins. He never barked, he figured out the outside routine amazingly fast, he had no problem with being kenneled when we were at work, and was the all around perfect dog. Then he got comfortable, and confident, and crazy. Now he barks at many real and imagined events. He barks when we sneeze. He barks if he isn’t the center of attention.  He demands our attention and likes it best when the three of us are all within easy petting distance. He prefers family walks, hunts down anyone who may be planning to skip this particular outing, and is uncooperative about sitting still while the harness is put on until he’s sure we’re all going out together. He’s a sock savant, removing every sock (and only socks) from a pile of laundry and even makes a grab for the one you’re trying to put on your foot. He’s most content when he is in constant physical contact with his people, using our bodies as his personal lounge furniture.

And he is always right by the door to greet us enthusiastically when we come home. Higgins has been with us for over two years now and there is no comparison to the scrawny, furless, 11-pound, little anything-but-a-Westie looking boy we brought home. He’s all Westie and is a wonderful companion; we couldn’t be happier.

The Rescue of Kenzie and Caleigh

Deb Theisen

Hi! I’m Kenzie.

I am five years old, but I feel like a puppy. I try to forget my early years. My mom, sister and I don’t talk about it, it is just too horrible. But mom says sometimes it’s good to get it all out. So I’ll tell you my story.

There was a time when I lived in a crate. Day and night. I never got to be around good people, I was just around other dogs.  Lots and lots of dogs.  It was bad smelly (not good smelly), and noisy cuz everybody was always barking cuz they were hungry or cold or hurt. Nobody loved me or anybody else.  The people there were not very nice.  They yelled at me all the time and sometimes they hurt me. I wee’d and poo’d right through the grates in my crate. I got to eat but the food wasn’t very good.  I was left outside when it rained and when it stormed and when I hear thunder now, it reminds me of that terrible, terrible time in my life.

It was so humiliating. They made me have babies so they could make money.  Yes, I was a workin’ girl. It was awful. They made me have babies over and over, and I was such a good mother. I tried so hard to keep my babies. Even today when I see baby puppies, I try to take care of them and teach them stuff. Most of my babies were rescued, and went to good homes, thank God. I would be so upset if I thought their lives were anything like mine.

Then the good people of Westie Rescue of Missouri saved me! I was so scared, and so afraid. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen to me. I went to live with Molly and 4 other good dogs in Iowa City so I could adjust to life outside that horrible crate. They used to call me Caroline. I had a great time there with everybody. Then one day last January, my mom came to get me.  Let Caleigh tell you her part, then I’ll tell you the rest.

Hi!  I’m Caleigh! (fka Sophie)

I’m the party girl in the family. (Did you know a caleigh is a party and dance in Scotland? I’m Scottish, you know.) I don’t remember much of my early childhood.  All I know is that I had a family, and I lost them somehow. I can be quite an escape artist. Sometimes that is not a good thing. Luckily, the good people at Friends of Animals in Junction City, Kansas found me. They tried to find my first family, but they couldn’t. They said I was “stray.”

So I was lucky and went to live with a family: a Cairn named Danny Zuko and two kids. They were really nice, but being the party girl I am, they thought I was just too much.  Danny wasn’t that much fun (I tried to get him to play with me, but he just got mad at me.) And the mom didn’t like it that I ate poo (hey, I was hungry! I had been stray, and I never knew when I was gonna get more food), so THEY GAVE ME BACK to Friends of Animals after one month. I couldn’t believe it. I am so much fun!

Cathy, at RC Kennels, told me they found me a good home with another new Westie.  I was so excited! (You see, I am the excitable type.) So I got all dressed up and got into a truck with some nice people that drove me to Des Moines, Iowa to meet my new mom. I was only nine months old. But I had lived a lifetime already.

I learned alot from my street friends. They said you got to make the best of every situation. And when you meet your people, make sure to love them up alot. That makes everything ok.  I learned good from them, cuz when I met my mom in the parking lot, I got out of the truck and ran right up to her and jumped up on her and gave her smooch after smooch. (that’s just one of the things I learned from my street friends.) Then we got in the car, and I laid my head in her lap.  I just knew she was gonna be a good mom.

Then we drove to Iowa City to meet my sister. She is SO pretty! And SO petite! I am tall and thin, and she is short and has that perfect Westie look with very soft hair. My hair is kinda thin, and coarse. Mom says she likes it that way – that I have the “scruffy” look, and I have to say I am quite proud that I look a little bit different from everyone else.

Mom says she drove 700 miles that day to get us. We had to stop at a hotel on the way home cuz it was too foggy to drive. I totally remember that it was VERY cold with snow. Neither me nor Kenzie knew how to walk on a leash. Mom tried to get us to wee outside, but we wouldn’t – it was too cold. She couldn’t get us to go thru the door at the hotel. Finally we got thru. Then as soon as we got inside the hotel room, we both wee’d right there on the carpet. It was hysterical!

We slept right there on the bed with mom that night. And every night since then. It is really cozy.

From Kenzie, the elder

We love our furever home and our mom. She takes us to all kinds of fun events. Our best people friend is our walker and sitter, Robin. She loves us as much as our mom. And every day when mom’s at work, she comes to take us out to see the squirrels. And whenever mom goes on vacation or travelling for work, then we get a vacation too, cuz Robin comes and stays with us and we have a big party the whole time.

We got to be in our first Westie parade this year. That was a ball! We really thought we were somethin’ else. All that attention. We deserve it! We have NEVER seen so many Westies. We get to go to Central Bark and see our good people friends Stacie and Micaela every week. And at Central Bark we are part of an awesome pack. We have SO MUCH FUN there.  And now we hang out alot with our cousin Gracy, she is a very cute doxie only four months old. We’re showing her the ropes.

My sister Caleigh is a super-star. She earned her STAR puppy award, her Canine Good Citizen award, and is now doing Agility classes at Dog Works. She has her own fun tunnel at home. And she is not even two years old. She is SO SMART, she learns everything very quickly. But she HATES to be away from me. If mom tries to take me somewhere without Caleigh, she lets out a scream that you wouldn’t believe.

I, Kenzie, now “go outside” to wee (well, most of the time.) I’m not afraid of stairs anymore and navigate them confidently (sometimes TOO confidently!) I do my “happy dance” every mealtime. I LOVE my food.  Am no longer afraid of other people, and I LOVE hanging out with other dogs. I LOVES to play toy. I am such a happy girl. I LOVE my life.

We are two super-happy, healthy, fun-lovin’ Westies. We love each other very much.  We let our mom do anything to us; brush our teeth, give us baths, brush our fur, put on coats, whatever she wants. Cuz we are so happy we found her. And she is so happy she found us.


by Anna Jacobson

My family has been a two-Westie family for about 10 years. That changed this May when we lost our almost 16-year-old Lindy.  I found out right before my finals week at Bethel so I felt the affect of loss right away. Our other dog Lucy hung in there though , even though she seemed lonely at times.  Lindy left a hole that needed to be filled, but we waited for a while because we wanted the right dog to join our family. We tried for one dog this fall, but because it didn’t work out we gave up looking for a while.

Then one Monday, Sue sent us an email with a link to a PetFinder site for a little Westie named Fred.  There was something about his picture and his description that moved us to give him a shot. My dad brought Lucy down to Owatonna to see if Fred would fit and he went home with them that same day.  (A sweet side-story that showed us Lucy was ready for a new brother: she rode in the front seat on the day down to Owatonna, but on the way back, she laid right outside of Fred’s kennel in the backseat.) His goofiness and affection have brought joy to our life every day since then and we couldn’t be happier to be a two-Westie family again!

Background on Fred: We adopted the almost 8-year-old from the humane society in Owatonna. He was originally from Arizona, but he is adjusting really well to his first MN winter!


by Kyle, Debbie, Andrew, and Erinn McIntyre

Owen was pictured on a Westie email this past September with “Fun” being described as his middle name.  We saw his story of being rescued from the St. Cloud pound and contacted Steph and John Wisecarver, who were his foster family.  We arranged a meeting at the Crossroads Animal Shelter and from the moment we saw him, we knew he would make a great addition to our family.

Owen gets along great with his older Westie brother Oscar (6 years old). Our Vet estimated that Owen was a little over one year old when we adopted him.  He has lots of energy and our family has had a lot of fun watching “our boys” play and romp through the house and yard.  They both love their daily walks and enjoyed the Scottie/Westie Halloween party this fall.  One of their favorite things to do is to sit side-by-side and watch for squirrels out the window (see attached photo).  We will sometimes catch Owen staring right at us, as if he is deep in thought.  We like to think that he is thinking about his fortune in becoming permanent part of our family.  Adopting Owen was the best thing we ever did!  (A special thanks to John and Steph Wisecarver for initially fostering Owen until we found him!)

How “Lucky Laddie” became “Duffy”

by Mary Ellen Otis

Laddie entered into foster care March 22, 2008.  He had been a stray in Winona, MN.  I’m sure he is does not have any show dogs in his background… the poor guy has a pretty skimpy coat that tangles easily so 2 minutes after he’s brushed he looks “scruffy”.  He’s got long, skinny legs and very large ears… the first time my groomer saw him her observation was, “My, you’ve got really good reception!”  I applied for a rescue dog after losing my 16 year old male Westie, Cruz.  Cruz’s daughter, Jazz, and I were very lonesome, the house was too quiet, and I knew we needed another little boy to make us laugh again.  It turns out I was the “lucky” one.  After talking with people and being approved, I drove down to Madison, to Jennifer’s house, where Laddie was being fostered.  He and Jazz hit it off right away.  Jennifer was a wonderful foster mom and gave me many good suggestions about rescuing a Westie.  After ‘sleeping on it’ over night, Jazz and I went back the next morning, having decided to take Laddie home with us.

Everything went smoothly on the way home… he was nicely crate trained and traveled quietly.  He came in the house and made himself at home right away.  I wasn’t satisfied with the name ‘Laddie’… Jennifer said she didn’t care for it either.  It just didn’t seem to fit him.  About a week or so later when I went out in the yard to get him I just happened to kneel down, put my arms out, and called “Duffy, let’s go” in a happy voice.  He tore across the yard and threw himself right into my lap as if to say “Well, what took you so long to figure out my name?!”

Duffy has been with us now since May 2008.  He’s been a welcome addition to my home and heart.  He and Jazz play together a lot… he’s keeping her young at eleven years of age.  We have had a few problems along the way.  I had to get used to his vocalizations.  He’s a talker and sometimes the talking sounds like growling and sometimes it is growling.  We had a couple of discussions about who’s chair it was… if I got out of the chair he would jump back up and when I returned he didn’t want to move over… so he would growl and try to tell me it was his chair.  After dumping him out a couple of times he got the message and there hasn’t been a problem since.  He’s never had an accident in the house, he gets along well with other dogs that come to visit and he absolutely loves kids.  He gets a little excited if they run around and yell, but all it takes is one or two reassuring words and he’s fine.  I did as Jennifer suggested and put a chair by a window so he could keep an eye on things outside.  In the summer it’s on the screened in porch and in winter it’s in the dining room.  The mailman has made friends with him by offering treats when he’s being barked at, which I thought was very nice.

Duffy loves to go in the car.  We go to visit my grandkids where there is a bigger yard and he has a lot of fun racing around wildly, playing with the kids, chasing Jazz and any squirrel that appears.  He also likes to go to the dog park nearby & does well with all the excitement of groups of dogs.  He still barks at things on the television… watching Animal Planet became a whole new experience!  Earlier this year his barking annoyed the neighbors quite a bit, but we talked about it, I did a little more training, and they do a little more talking to Duffy through the fence so things have been much better.

We’ve done some obedience training also.  He is so smart and learns quickly.  He loves the mark and treat type of training very much and seems to have a lot of fun… very food oriented.  I tried the conventional training also, but that didn’t go as well.  They wanted me to put a pinch collar on him and that just shut him down.  So we’ve gone back to the other type of training.

He still jumps like he’s on a pogo stick when I’m getting the food ready… the grandkids get a big kick out of that!  He doesn’t “guard” his food, and doesn’t argue about food with Jazz… he really does have good manners.  He’s never tried to run away even when the gate has been left open a couple of times.  He actually will come as long as I don’t yell too loud!  He still whines when he thinks he’s been ignored long enough… especially when I’m on the computer.  One day he was pestering me, then started sniffing around on the floor by the desk, and the next thing I knew he had put his paw on the surge suppressor and turned off the computer!  As I mentioned, he’s very smart!

There were times when I didn’t think I had it in me to adjust to a dog I hadn’t raised from a puppy.  But Duffy has earned his way into my heart.  He is such a loving little dog.  Everyone that comes to visit likes him.  He is so funny and playful… he and Jazz make me laugh every day.  Another benefit from having him… he needs a lot of exercise so I have been walking him every day… last winter I walked every day even when it was 20 below!  We might only make it around the block but we do it, rain or shine.  He appreciates it and it’s certainly keeping me healthy and happy.  I wish I had better words to convey how much enjoyment he brings.

Many thanks to everyone in Wisconsin Westie Rescue for letting me have this darling boy.  I appreciate everything you’ve done and continue to do for these dogs.  Jennifer, thanks for being such a good foster mom, answering all my questions and helping me through a few tough spots.  Duffy has found his ‘forever home’ and filled a big hole in my heart.

We hope you have enjoyed reading these happy-ending stories!

“Adopting a dog will not change the whole world, but it will change the whole world for that one dog.”

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