"Beautiful young pups are acts of nature,
But beautiful old dogs are works of art."
Vicky


Help! - Adopt A Shar Pei, or become a FOSTER HOME - Please email the rescue sites for more information. All of you past shar-pei owners, what better a way to show your devotion to your love of the breed, ADOPT ONE, it will love your forever. If interested in rescuing a shar-pei from a Rescue Organization, it will be necessary for you to contact the person in charge. They will expect that you will come and pick this animal up, if you are approved as a potential home. If you require my assistance by asking me questions on health or temperament, please feel free to ask. There are lots of wonderful pets that need homes, and real little gems in the rough just waiting for a place in someones heart, as Canada does not have a lot of rescues available, take a peek at some of the U.S. rescues available, come on Canada, take a peek at some of these sweethearts looking for a new start in life - good luck in your search!

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California Chinese Shar-Pei Rescue

DEDICATED TO PEOPLE IN RESCUE

I wasn't a pup when I came to your home, I'd been dumped on the road, left to roam.
Don't remember the people except the pain, they left me to die in the cold and the rain.
You were driving down the hwy, it was late at night, when you saw the faintest glimmer of light.
You took a chance and turned around, got out of the van and knelt to the ground.
My quivering body felt the gentlest of hands, I knew I need not make any demands.
In your heart, and your home, there was always room, for those who would face certain doom.
You healed my body and you healed my heart, you gave me what I needed, a fresh start.
When I cried at night, you were always there, with soft words, a kiss, a hug to share.
When I misbehaved and would cower with guilt, you only showed love.....up to the hilt.
You loved and cared for me in sickness and health, our love for each other was more precious than wealth.
Even when you were tired and had a bad day, you'd always come home to me and say,
"I missed you my baby. I'm glad to be back." Then you'd give me kiss, a hug and a pat.
We'd have a nice dinner then go out to play, there was so much love I wanted to stay.
But my eyes, they faded and my heart grew weak, as my time grew closer you could not speak.
You held me tight, tears flowed from your eyes, we both had to say our sad good byes.
The release from pain we knew must end, no more time on this Earth would we spend.
Running in the fields, playing ball, sitting quietly together at the end of it all.
But our time together is not through, because I'll be there waiting for you.
At the edge of the Rainbow Bridge I'll stand, until I once again see those gentle hands.
I'll ran to you with tail held high, we will never again have to say goodbye.
My love at death, it does not end, because you are, indeed, dogs best friend.

by Jeane Illsche, June 21, 1998


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