More Second Chance Schnauzers
The story of Lucky was first on our page posted on 07-31-97... fortnuately for Lucky there were a lot of concerned folks and he got rescued several days. A compassionate animal rescuer, Jennifer Draper read about his plight on our webpage came to his aid. Jennifer used the rec.pets.dog.rescue newgroup to spread the word of Lucky needing a permanent home. Within a week Jennifer found a new home for Lucky with a family from New Jersey. Lucky joined his new family, mom Sherri, 2 dogs (poodle and a bassett hound), 2 cats and a parrot on 8-23-97. He is doing fine romping around with all the new playmates. He got a new name for his new life. He is called "Fred" as he joined a sister name "Lucy" and another brother name "Ricki" !
Lucky had a very rough go of it for several years. He was living alone in the backyard of an abandon house for about 3 years. He was once loved and well cared for until his owner had died. After than someone just came by and gave him him food and water once a week or so.
He had been neglected terribly and just needed someone to care enough to give him a loving home where he can return the love. His situation was dire, as he was tied up on a short lead unable to fend for himself often without food or water. A concerned schnauzer lover Carol Amstrong lobbied until she got this poor little guy out of his desperate situation and got his legal owner to relinquish ownership to a rescuer. And with the assistance of the internet a new home was found for Lucky!
Spanky a beautiful boy after a little grooming!
Jody Rig writes about her "Spanky" ---
In June, 1997, I had to put my beloved 16-year-old Cairn/Schnauzer mix, Max, to sleep. He couldn't walk, or do much of anything any more, and I had to hold him up just so he could go to the bathroom. I was so heartbroken. After a few weeks, I still missed him so much and couldn't stand coming home--it seemed to empty. I searched around on the web and found a 3-year-old mini schnauzer, Spanky, at a local shelter. I went to see him, and he was dirty, smelly, matted, with feces stuck to his anus, and a golf-ball size cyst on his back. I opened his cage, and despite his yucky condition, he trotted out so proudly. I could see he had "class" and was handling the situation with dignity. I knew he was special right away. It broke my heart to see him kept so poorly and in such a crowded, dark room. (The conditions at the shelter were pretty dismal -- very depressing. I was heartsick for the other dogs there. I'm a volunteer for an animal rescue organization in Northern NJ--I list our homeless animals on the Petfinder page and our animals would never, ever be kept in such conditions.)
So, I adopted him, brought him straight to a groomer, and when I picked him up several hours later, I couldn't believe how gorgeous he was! Light silverish with some black, especially on his face. He was so alert, and pranced around happily.
I took him home and it took about a week for us to adjust to one another, but he was behaved from the start. Completely housebroken and immediately took possession of the little area I set up for him with his new toys and blanket. Although having him the first 2 nights made me miss Max even more, once Spanky and I bonded that helped a lot. In fact, it was because of Max's schnauzer-like personality that I looked for a schnauzer. Max was of the most vocal and playful dogs I have ever known!
Spanky, he's a doll! He's smart, playful, affectionate, yet independent too. I had him neutered and had the cyst removed (which was harmless) and at the vet's he never even flinched when he got his shot. He's quite a dog. Sometimes when he looks at me with those brown eyes, I could swear he's almost human. I see such wisdom in those eyes.
However, the bane of Spanky's existence is anything that moves on wheels--bicycles, strollers, roller blades, etc., and of course, the vacuum cleaner. He will grab the wheel of a bike or stroller and growl at it, trying to get it to stop moving! He's quite a character. I call him Dennis the Menace of the dog world ; - )
Tari Suprapto writes about her "Nina" ---
Nina was previously called Scruffy and her previous owner was supposedly an elderly person who could not take care of her any more. She was brought to the North Hempstead shelter but no one wanted to adopt her because she was listed as being 13 years old. Her sad story was posted on the schnauzer rescue message board and I called the shelter only to find out she had several days left. Keep in mind I already had one mini schnauzer, Scarlett, and a rescue Samoyed, Pippin! I asked the shelter to call me if indeed she was in danger of being euthanized. I got the phone call two days before her "date" and rushed out the following morning on the Long Island Railroad from NYC. The shelter staff picked me up at the train station and I saw the fuzziest, smelliest, little thing. It took her a while to warm up to me, but she was very friendly with the shelter people. After twenty minutes of paperwork, we were back on the train. She howled in her carrier so I opened it up and she bounced into my lap and looked out the window, but the conductor told me to put her back in. When she got into the house, she zipped around a few times, sniffed my two dogs, and jumped on the couch like it was hers. I rushed her to the pet store for a new purple harness and leash, to the groomers for a much-needed bath and haircut, and she turned out to be a beauty. My fiance took one look at her and they were in love from the very beginning. She is actually nine years old and she is active, loving, personable, and just wonderful!
Tink's Story Billie A. Rosen write about her "Tink" ---
I have owned Mini Schnauzers since 1980. In October, 1993, I lost my 13 year old Schnauzer to cancer. At that time the Cactus State Miniature Schnauzer club rescue folks had too many dogs and were asking club members to help out by fostering dogs. I agreed to take a female who would get along with my other two Schnauzers. Well, Carol brought over the ugliest looking dog I had seen in some time. She had been totally shaved - no eyebrows, no beard, no furnishings, nothing, just some long fringe left on her ears. But this scrawny creature walked into my house with the attitude that she had found a home and had no intention of leaving. I, of course, had no intention of keeping her. That lasted for no more than an hour. This creature, whom I then named TinkerBelle, because her big bat ears looked like fairy wings, won my heart in record time.
Carol told me Tink's story. She had been turned into the local pound as a Chihuahua mix, having just apparently had a litter of puppies. Someone called one of our club's rescue people and reported a Schnauzer in the local pound, but, since she wasn't turned in as a Schnauzer, Liz was told the pound had no Schnauzers. Despite the fact that she lived 30 miles away, Liz drove down to the pound anyway. There, looking very sad and withdrawn, was this little bittie shaved dog that looked like she might be a Schnauzer. Although Liz wasn't sure she was a purebred, she bailed the dog out anyway. A couple of weeks later, she walked into my life. At that time, we thought she was between 18 months and 2 years old.
Tink is a most special dog. She never met anyone she didn't love, and will jump into anyone's lap to give them kisses. She is also an awesome performance dog. Tink has 8 legs earned towards her AKC Master Agility Excellent title, and was the #5 Schnauzer in the U.S. in 1996 in AKC Excellent Agility. She also has her AKC Companion Dog (CD) title in obedience. In NADAC agility, she has been to the National Championships the past two years, and has qualified to go again this year (1997). Tink has finished her NADAC Elite titles, and has only a few legs left to finish the NADAC Agility Trial Championship, a title which requires 40 - 60 legs. She will almost certainly be the first Schnauzer ever to finish that title. She also has 3 of 7 legs towards her USDAA Master Agility Dog title, and has competed at the USDAA National Championship for the past three years. Tink is also a wonderful therapy dog, visiting nursing homes each month.
All in all, not to bad for a rescue. Tink is now 5 1/2 years old and still going strong. I expect to have many years left to enjoy this special friend.
Buddy's Story Nancy write about her "Buddy" ---
About 8 months ago, we decided we wanted a small house dog. Looking on the computer and elsewhere we came across an ad for a free mini-schnauzer. My hubby and I didn't even know what one looked like! We surfed the net until we came up with a picture of one and thought how cute they were. My husband and daughter drove about 50 miles across the state after finding out the directions to the breeders place. The breeder was giving him and a sister away because they were not considered marketable. My Buddy is missing one testicle so he can not be bred. Hence, no one wants him. Well, we sure do. He is the most lovable little guy you could ever meet. All he cares about is being with the people who love him. He has a cute habit of howling upon hearing a siren or if we howl at him. The cute thing is he throws his head back as far as he can then he lets loose. After howling for a few seconds, he takes a deep breath, lets out a huge snort, and then continues to howl without missing a beat. His previous owners had called him Hooty coz of this habit. We call him Buddy coz that is what he is to our family---our little buddy!!!!
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