My Nonprofit Reviews

I'm not sure when I first heard of Noah's Arks Rescue but I can tell you who I first read about. It was a puppy named Freckles who I thought had no chance of surviving. Just a pup, who I imagine was as all puppies are, full of licks, jumps and playfulness, wanting to be held and loved on. Freckles didn't get held. Instead he got dragged behind a car or maybe a truck. I remember seeing more tissue and blood than the cute body of an innocent animal. I've kept up with Freckles, watched him grow, stopped in to see him where he is boarded, fed, loved, trained, played with, all provided by people who know him, know what he has gone through and he lives. Does he spend time in a kennel, yes, but don't be confused that he is confined to it 24/7, and don't think of it as a small cramped cage, it's not. It is a refuge, it's a haven for him until someone comes to take him home. Freckles is not alone. There are many more just like Freckles, some have been shot, some have their ears cut, some cant walk, others have been hit in their head with tools or hammers, some are used as amusement for humans and are put out to fight and others are simply just left to fend for themselves because much of our society falls short of the image we were created in,. Somewhere we lost our hearts and our souls. So to anyone who is quick to condemn, if you have a better plan, a better home, a better way to heal the broken put it out there, jump in, walk a dog, take one home for a weekend and let it curl up beside you. Be a part of the remedy and not the person who keeps the next puppy from getting the help it needs. Thank you to Noah's Arks Rescue, their many volunteers, and the businesses and individuals who support them.