rocko

Rocko

I’ve been rescuing dogs my whole life.  In fact, if I trace it back, so much of my commitment to animal rights and environmental issues really grew out of my first childhood interest in saving dogs, which I picked up from my mom.  At one point, I was even planning opening an animal rescue called Alicia’s Animal Haven because I kept finding dogs that needed homes. But the deeper I looked into this, the more I found that there were so many other animals in need. It began to seem like I’d be more effective by trying instead to use my voice to educate and inform people, so that hopefully we could change some of the root problems that lead to so many at-risk animals.
 
However, all this time I’ve still continued to save animals that I've come across. My first rescue came when I was 17 years old. That’s when I met Sampson – the first love of my life. Of course, since then, Christopher and Bear have become the loves of my life too! But, at the time, Sampson swept me off my feet – and he was so big, I mean that literally! I knew so little about caring for dogs compared to what I know now, so he was the boss! He didn’t come when I called him and begged all the time (he was homeless after all), and he slept with me and we were inseparable and in love! I didn’t know how to set boundaries and structure for dogs or anyone else for that matter, so he got away with an awful lot, but there’s no relationship quite like the one you have with the first dog you rescue. I will forever miss Sampson…the coolest, most awesome guy ever! He was so proud, deep, and soulful…anywho, I digress.
 
A few years later, I added Kale to the pack. Then, one day, I was giving a press conference at the Lacy Street Animal Shelter in downtown Los Angeles to encourage adoption and I wound up going on a rescue spree of my own. At the time, the film 101 Dalmatians had just come out and, even though I liked the film, I was really disturbed to learn that lots of people were buying dalmatians from breeders because they wanted cute, playful dogs like the ones in the film, only to realize that they can take a lot of work. As a result, tons of dalmatians were ending up in animal shelters – adding to the already overcrowded pounds full of animals facing imminent death.
 
I remember I made a point not to go inside the kennel area. I was 19 at the time and living alone with two dogs, so I wasn’t looking for more housemates and I knew I’d need some help resisting.
 
Of course, once we were there, someone lured me inside and that was when I saw a dog being dragged out of its kennel. I asked one of the workers where they were taking him, and they said he was on his way to be euthanized. I couldn’t take it. I said, “I’ll take him!” Then I went through and took every dog that was scheduled to die that day. Looking back, I realize it was a little ridiculous because the next day, the same thing would happen all over again with a new batch of dogs. Even my saving all of them would just be a drop in the bucket, but I wasn’t thinking about that. I was just overcome with emotion.
 
Long story short, I came home with eleven dogs that were scheduled to be put down that day – all crammed into the back of my Bronco at the time and my friend’s SUV! It was crazy, but it was great. If any of you have ever seen that Mike White film, Year of the Dog, he mentions me in the credits because the scene where Molly Shannon rescues all the dogs is actually based on this incident.
 
Anywho, I quickly found homes for all but two of the dogs I brought home that day. I named those two Jeffrey and Lacy. A short time later, when I was shooting a movie called Blast From The Past, I found another three strays. I found homes for one of the puppies and kept two – Sweety and Peanut Butter. Finally, I found Butterfly aka “The Pig.”  So, now I had seven dogs…and that’s how I’ve lived since I was 21.
 
Over the years, my pack grew old and happy and, one by one, passed away. Now we’re down to just one dog – Lacy. She’s 16 and a half years old now – almost as old as I was the day I met her!
 
The house seems a bit emptier than it did when we were at full capacity, but our newborn, Bear, is 5 months old and we’re doing some renovations to the house and need to find a rental for a while, so it’s very necessary for the time being.
 
With my focus on Bear, who’s breast feeding and starting to teethe, so you know, not a lot of sleep happening around here, not to mention all my other projects, like EcoTools,The Kind Life and my acting jobs, we weren’t looking to adopt another dog again just yet. But then I saw Rocko and, just like that day 15 years ago, I couldn’t help myself.
 
Rocko is such a sweet little muffin and I really want you to get to know him, so I’m going to do a whole other post that’s just all about him, but the reason I’m telling you about all my rescue experiences is to show you just how meaningful saving a single animal can make your life. Ask anyone who’s done it. Or just look at the joy on the face of my Vamps co-star Krysten, who recently adopted this stray that a friend had found on the street after it had been hit by a car!


krysten

Krysten

If you’re a regular reader of this blog, there’s a good chance you might already love animals as much as I do. If so, I hope you’ll consider adopting a rescue and never buy from a breeder or pet store. Nearly every community has a huge animal overpopulation problem that ends with countless souls being euthanized every single day. It’s so very sad and the stories I hear from animal shelters break my heart and make my stomach turn. For example, the bodies of dogs and cats that are killed are often sold back to dog food companies to be ground up into meal (as a rule, if you want your pets to be spared from eating their own kind, avoid pet food with any kind of meat ingredient that says “meal” after it) – another great reason to feed your pets veg. You can see my blog about how I feed my dogs here if you’re interested.
 
With more and more people losing their homes these days, animal pounds are more crowded than ever, so there’s never – I mean never – a reason to buy from a breeder or pet store. If it were up to me, breeding dogs would be illegal until every last animal facing certain death had a home. Let’s make buying dogs obsolete!
 
Equally important, if you have a pet, is to please have him/her spayed or neutered. Otherwise, you could be contributing to the problem, whether you know it or not.  There is an animal overpopulation problem of epidemic proportions and there are millions of beautiful creatures in need, so please be a part of the solution – not part of the problem! It will make an enormous difference in your life, just as it has in mine!!!
 
The benefits of adoption are amazing. I feel so proud to have saved the lives of all the dogs I have rescued and found homes for. Being a foster parent is an incredible thing. It’s hard, because you fall in love. But it feels wonderful to save a life.
 
The dogs I have rescued have been family members and have been the source of much entertainment through the years. They make me laugh so much; they’ve been there when I was sad. They are full-blown love machines! A rescued animal is such a great partner to walk through the world with, and there’s nothing like the deep connection you have with animal you’ve saved.
 
What Can We Do To Help?
 
Even if you’re not able to adopt a new companion, there are many ways you can help to stop pet overpopulation. Your contribution can be as simple as tweeting or posting pet adoption notices to Facebook. Find a rescue organization near you, and get on their email list. Encourage everyone in your network to spay or neuter their pets, and repost pictures of adoptable dogs who need forever homes.
 
Rescue organizations are always looking for volunteers. If you have the time and space, you can foster a dog, or you can volunteer to walk dogs that the rescue organization is trying to adopt out. Giving adoptable dogs lots of exercise and love makes them better candidates for adoption, because they haven’t been stuck in a cage for days or weeks on end (which would drive anyone nuts). Even my sweet foster Rocko (who I’ll tell you about next), was a little hyper when he came out of his kennel at the shelter. But he calmed down when we gave him exercise and some love.
 
Obviously, if you’re looking for a pet, rescue is the way to go. And if you have pets already, absolutely spay or neuter them. Be sure to support legislation in your community that bans puppy mills and pet stores. We must stop breeders and pet stores from contributing to pet overpopulation and the horrifying dumpsters filled with dead dogs to be ground of for dog food. Let’s commit to ending these atrocities. Even the smallest contribution is meaningful, so do something today to help the millions of animals out there who are relying on your voice and passion.
 
Have you rescued a dog or other animal? Tell me about your best rescue story in the comments below.



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Absolutely amazing story and so awesome to see on The Kind Life! xoxoxoox

All my dogs are rescues. Haleigh was taken from a back yard breeder in Memphis (Memphis Pit Bull Safe Haven), Greighson was found in a ditch with his sister in Mississippi (East Mississippi Animal Rescue), LuLu was found along with 17 other puppies in a junk yard (Operation Eduacation), but Abbey was rescued by us.

My husband Joey and I were out doing Hay Day - an annual winter event by MTPRC where we take hay bales out for dogs who are kept outside. Our hope is that the "owners" realize that their dog needs shelter and warmth just like they do and bring them inside. But at the very least we try to provide a warm place for them to den when it gets cold. We were out on one of those trips and there was a little of puppies that one of the girls out with us (Samantha) knew about and wanted to check on so we went there first. 

There were 8 puppies all scattered out in this huge lawn. It was freezing outside and luckily we were able to convince the "owners" to allow us to take the puppies. (They would not let us take the momma, but did eventually let Samantha get her spayed.) As we were driving off my husband did one more scan of the yard and saw a little black spot he was afraid was a puppy we missed - they were really little and the yard was huge. It was and it was my Abbey.

Abbey is a little "Tennessee black dog" - the only non-pittie in our family and my absolute heart. My husbanc says she is just like me and calls her my carbon copy and says; "The apple doesn't fall far from the tree" all the time because she absolutely has my personality. She is my girl! She has a little silver apple charm on her collar and I have a tree of life charm necklace I wear just for her.

Not a day goes by that I do not remember how blessed I am for that one last look my huband made. Abbey is my love.

My partner and I saved a Rottweiler from an old abandoned house a couple of years ago. My partner was working on the garden of the house next door and he noticed a terribly emancipated Rotty chained up in the back yard. The owner of the house he was working on said he sometimes fed the dog but he wasnt aware of anyone who owned it coming to feed him or let him off the chain. He definitely wasnt being fed regulary, he was starved, bones poking out all over the place, his head was so much bigger than the rest of his body. There was no way we could have taken him to the pound- he would have been euthanised on the spot because he was just too terrified of humans to pass the behaviour test. So we took him home. He was terrified, had obviously been abused as he would run or just drop to the ground if we made any sudden movements, and his jaw was a little off, like it may have been broken in the past- But he was never vicious. So we started feeding him small meals throughout the day, de-flead him, wormed him, and eventually had him neutered. Slowley over the next few weeks he started to change, he had more energy, he started to wag his little stump and would get excited to see us. Mostly he just loved being loved, he would lay with his head in my lap all day if he could just lapping up the attention. 

Because we already had 2 dogs and live in a unit we knew we couldnt keep him, so after a couple of months, when he was a totally different dog, he moved to my dads property where he now lives with another dog, a few cats and lots of horses. He is a totally different dog to the one we first found chained in that backyard and I really feel like he's just totally gratefull to have this great life now! 

It really makes me so happy whenever I think about him. I'd do it over and over again :)

Thank you for this amazing post! Rocko seems incredible, and I know he will end up in the arms of good, loving people for the rest of his life- because of your amazing heart!!! We just rescued our little Maddie Lee and adore her. We rescued her from a rescue organization called Hearts for Hounds out of Long Beach. Sadly, we recently learned that Hearts for Hounds will no longer be able to operate in CA because of financial reasons. They are currently scrambling to find homes for their 40+ dogs. If anyone can help, here is their website: http://www.heartsforhounds.com/

Alicia- I love that you mentioned the fact all other animals need rescuing too. We also are the proud parents of three bunnies- one of which we rescued from death row, and one I found half dead in a park. Now, they are thriving, AMAZING little creatures and I cannot imagine our life without their presence. If I had it my way, I would take in every animal (big or small) that needs a home!

Animals are angels on earth and we are here to do our share in making sure they live the life they deserve.....and your right that in doing so, they change ours!

Thank you for all the amazing work you do, and for being an inspiration to all.

Peace!

Love your story Alicia! I was cracking up when I read that you were the insporation on Year of the Dog.. I would have done the same thing if I had the property.  Hugs to you for that! I found my dog Molly 16 years ago, she passed last year, she was obviously an abused pit bull cattle dog mix. who did not even know how to walk on a leash. she was filthy, I washed her up and was not sure what I was going to do the next morning. I woke up and she was sleeping with me in my bed... needless to say... I miss her every day. I now have several cats and a rabbit, all rescues, my latest a fluffy black kitty, she still does not have a name, was from ocean beach, ca. she was starving, I took her in and posted signs, turned out she was a military family's cat, they moved and threw her out :(...  she is asleep on my couch and we are in love with her.. I have been looking for a new dog for months, why is it so hard? cats, and twin 5 year olds.. can't seem to find a good match.  I recently seen a store that is called puppies for sale. I am looking into it. "NOT" to buy a puppy from there, but I want to know why... when there are so many at the shelters... its also a veternarian as well. crazy... Love to all creatures!

I just started to fostered my first dog last week, she was rescued from the ACC in NYC were she was on the Urgent list (ie "death row"). She is such a sweet loving dog and my husband and I are uttterly completely in love with her. She has a few people interested in adopting her and giving her a forever home already (I can't blame them - she is adorable!), And although it breaks my heart to know I might lose her soon, I am forever gratefull for the love and happiness she has brought to our lives in the short time we have been taking care of her. And I am proud to say that I helped keep this beautiful creature alive so she can live a (hopefully) very long, very happy life.

Snowy was sitting at the door of a drugstore when I went in after work to get some catfood for my 3 cat.  She was really thin,  completely white and crying at the top of her voice.  Everyone was just passing her by as she sat atop a dirty pile of snow on the sidewalk.  I could not just leave her there, so when I came back out and she was still there, I wrapped her in my coat and put her in the backseat of my car.  I was staying with a friend at the time with three cats in  his home already, so I kept her in my car overnight until I could clear it with him to let her stay when he awoke in the a.m.   She was adorable.  I named her Snowy because I found her in the snowstorm and she was solid white.  She was diagnosed by the Vet as having feline leukemia when I found her, but it went into remission.  She was later able to have three beautiful kiitens of her own for which I found good homes.  I enjoyed her gentle loving spirit while she was with me, but she eventually died of kidney failure when the leukemia came back and attacked her kidneys.  She was so playful. I interred her beneath a white gardenia bush on my back lawn and would imagine that she was playing around the yard on moonlit nights to help me grieve her loss. Rest in peace sweet Snowy and I hope you are always warm and happy.

Look at this sweet video of a dog story http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/11/22/loyal-dog-refuses-leave_n_1107561.html   

Personally as I think I've already said I don't like dogs very much, the reason is that they're ugly, they always ask for a lot of attention, they're stupid, they always do as they want and in my opinion give nothing in return except basically being themselves... Cats always seem bother-free whatever happen, they are able to take care of themselves most of the time, they're extremely cute,  they like to be rubbed and purr when we do it even when they sleep, they sleep all day (as I understand they're not bothered about how to fill up their day) and they like to play sometimes... It's probably just that my personality being what it is I get along better with cats, I suppose maybe I would be more of a dog, but depending how it's said that seem kind of a rude way to consider someone who love you, depending if the person asked for troubles which I hope I didn't do... I relate a lot to Garfield the cat, I don't know why... I'm just trying to put some ideas down here...

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