My Nonprofit Reviews

Two years ago, my sweet boy was lost to old age, diabetes, and dementia. Thinking I might never find that kind of love again with another dog, I did apply to the Sato Project for an older female but was unable to adopt her due to her and her foster falling in love. I felt saddened by yet another loss but what can one do when love blossoms? Offered another pup...this one a younger girl...by the name of Foxy...I decided to take a chance and went with it! Esther, who shortly become one of my heroes, brought this little dog to my home and we finally met! My little Sato turned out to be more than just afraid of a new home...she was feral. Terrified of all humans, terrified of everything surrounding her, she found no comfort in my company and wanted nothing more than to hide away. My heart broke for her, knowing there was nothing that I could do to make her feel better! I researched and questioned and reached out to those who had worked with feral dogs before and learned everything I could to help this sweet girl. But long months passed and I finally gave up on myself...I knew there was a beautiful, special girl inside but somehow, I lacked what she needed and contacted the group to find her another foster home. I wanted nothing more than to be the one who could reach her but I didn't have what she needed! My heart broken once more...it had been eight long months...and I wasn't sure if I could ever chance my heart again. But then, somehow, the little brown dog now named Sessie, decided to trust me... just a little...just enough to allow me to put a harness on and take her outside. Finally! The sunshine, the grass...we were outside! Together! My joy suddenly knew no bounds as I watched her learn her new world...outside the confines of the four walls! She was beautiful as I have never seen, eyes sparkling in the light, rolling in the green grass...her happiness contagious! I had reached her! Finally, after eight long months of waiting, of reading to her, feeding her by hand, never looking directly into her eyes...all the tricks and techniques of feral rescue...she was there, she was mine! I still cry when I remember that time and each time I see her, the memory brings joy! It has been nearly two years and with a lot of time, effort, and patience, she has turned into a feisty, sweet, amazing little pup! Will she ever be normal? No...but I love her the same! I love her quirks and her funny ways. I comfort her fears and stand by her encouragingly! I did not think that I had the strength to reach this little soul and yet, she trusted me...taught me so very much about myself and my whole world! She didn't replace my previous love, merely added one more very special place in my heart that she will forever hold. Knowing where she came from, a mother of seven puppies, surviving for years on Dead Dog Beach...she will never know that life again! The Sato Project brought her out of that darkness and allowed me the chance to know her, to love her, to give her my love. I am forever grateful for the Sato Project and the amazing people who work for it. They are my inspiration...they have taught me so many life lessons... I am amazed and in awe of their dedication. They humble me! Thank you ...all of you at the Sato Project for trusting one of your own with me. Thank you!