Animals Without Limits

American Swedish non profit organisation

Category Archives: Hope

SO HAPPY FOR MIELE

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 Remember in earlier blog we wrote about Miele. Our miracle dog that has inspired many people not to give up.

 GUESS WHAT??? I got a family  Yes its true!

I am forever thankful to all of youl. You invested time, love and donations in me. You believed in me and life. YOU didn’t turn away from me when I needed you the most. I am humble.
My foster family, took me in without a hesitation, even if they have plenty of dogs already, and working full time. They coached me, they believed in me. They knew.
Dr Vittorio, he never stopped believing in my healing process, he took in specialists, and what is most loving….he gave good
discounts 
And now, I get to go to my own forever home. AWL know them since before and Mia have slept there many times, so she know that the food is great and bed comfortable and loving people and animals.
My foster family Pio and Martina know them very well too and want to drive me up. We which are working with rescuing know that we always are lacking money. AWL would like to sponsor my trip with 200 euro. (gas and road tolls) I’m going up North in Italy–pictures will be posted 
Please  and I love you all//Miele
www.animalswithoutlimits.com (Paypal or IWBank)

WORKING ANGELS ON EARTH

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On our Earth there are many angels.  

Often, we don’t hear about them or know when we are looking at them.  One band of angles I can see are the animal rescuers and them working behind the scenes to save these souls.  They don’t seek out the limelight. They don’t put out pictures of themselves; for many of us, they can be invisible.

I know them, I see them, I follow them and I call them my animal friends.  I love being around them, watching them work their hearts.

The young woman had finished her human work for the day, and was heading to the coffee place together with her sister.  From the corner of her eye, she saw him.

Her heart stopped when she looked into his big, adorable, chestnut eyes that melted her heart.

“Oh no,” she thought.

The skinny little puppy hesitantly walked up to her, a little shy and resistant since he couldn’t read her eyes clearly.  
He saw that her eyes had mixed emotions.

The young woman felt as lost as he was.  Her heart was immediately taken with him! She bent down and said some few words in Italian to him.  On spindly legs, he walked up to her and felt her gentle, warm arms lifting him up.  He felt safe for the first time in what seemed to him as a very long time.  He was not scared anymore, and not alone.

The lady had so many worries of her own, but she couldn’t leave him on the street.  Not like that, in the cold nights and with a skeleton body.  
Many people don’t know that this is happening every day, sick puppies and sick dogs.  Those who live together with this view day after day, either harden their hearts to it, or their Angel hearts are hurt many times over.  
This lady has an Angel heart.  
Her heart hurts to lose so many beautiful souls to the diseases that are rampant there.  These angles care about the souls, take them in even with the knowledge that they will too soon leave.

She named him Rudolph, “Rudy”.

Back home, her other dogs gathered around him with curious eyes and welcoming tails, and sniffed his weak, little body.  He felt accepted, and felt safe to sleep inside the warm house. The next day the lady and her boyfriend drove to the veterinarian and had him checked and vaccinated.  Rudy sat up making sure the nice lady was with him the whole time.  In the car on the way back home Rudy, sat nicely and calmly in her lap, content to be someone’s love.

 Many people saw his picture and fell madly in love with him.  His soul was so fragile and beautiful, like you could see his soul-colors dancing around him.

But already the next day, his soul started to lose the brightness.  One could almost watch it, minute by minute, changing from being colorful to weak electricity, losing its power like a draining battery.  The lady was terrified again!

She knew about the horrible diseases endemic in the area:  Parvo and Distemper.
She cried!   
She was no stranger to this, she had found dogs that had been very ill before.  She knew the look of their soft eyes searching hers to show their thankfulness before leaving Earth for good.  They know what is coming, even as we humans are oblivious or deny it even to ourselves.

The pain escalated, she couldn’t handle having a loving soul die in her arms again. 
 “Life is unfair!” she screamed inside of her head. 
  But still she loved, comforted and protected Rudy.

She was tired of rescuing, tired of the feeling helpless she swore.  She was tired of so many people’s nonchalance and superficial problems.  So tired of hearing complainants about things that could be fixed so easily — things that paled in comparison to a life like Rudy’s.  

Where were these complainers when you were holding a little life in your arms, one that would soon be gone forever?

For a long 48 hours she cried, beside her, her boyfriend felt helpless to ease her pain.  Both hearts were crying out to the Universe to help Rudy and ease their sorrow and pain.

But the Universe had other plans, and as unfair and cruel as it was, the Universe used this couple to help Rudy in another way. 
Rudy could feel safe for the first time in his short life. Because of their love, he would pass over to the Rainbow Bridge with light steps, with no fear in his heart. 
He would meet the other dogs our Angels have loved and helped, and together they would say, “ We meet the Angels on Earth, too”

Little Rudy wagged his tail, looked down on Martina and Pio and saw the pain in their hearts.  “Oh no!  Please don’t close your hearts.  It is because of Angels like you that we still have hope on Earth.  We send our broken souls to you since we see the glow of your special light.  For you it was a painful 48 hours; for me, it was the a warmest, loving lifetime. I didn’t die on cold, wet concrete alone without feeling loved.”

We can all be Angels.  Please don’t look away!  Our hearts have a special code, the code of Hope!  The code of love!

That’s Amore

Rudy.
(via Mia Mattsson-Mercer)

OUR HOPE

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Up on Mount Vesuvius, are there many strays and even more dumped dogs with collars, ear tattoos, or even microchip. Apparently, it is easy to go up there, open the door and kick out your best friend, the dog. And many times the people even do it during day light.

The place is full of hungry and sick dogs. The volunteers doesn’t know where to start to help.

I read many cries for help on Facebook, and the pictures are many times simply heart-breaking. You can feel their pain and see it in their eyes. Once loved, now they are just one of the garbage bags.

Martina- helps me communicate with the Italian rescue people about what is many times a hard choice to make: “who to chose to help?” Martina and I seem to have the same thinking process. It is also nice to have someone else to share the pain of not being able to help more deserving souls (and the joy of success when it happens).

And so, last night we got one new client to our hospice Casa dell’ Amore.

One of the cast-offs found on the volcano Vesuvius. She is very sick! Two ladies drove her to a veterinarian clinic where she had an examination and blood test done. She is suffering a high fever and a severe case of leishaminiosis. Her medicine prescription looks like Santa’s Christmas wish list; but her true wish is only to be loved again and healthy.

Thanks to a wonderful family before moving from here, we got a nice big sofa in one of the rooms upstairs at the hospice. We put a warm blanket — that someone had lovingly donated— over the sofa and Martina brought up food and water that this little near skeleton ate with a good appetite. She is so tiny!

But we all love her so dearly, already. When you open the door to her room you can hear her tail go off at 50km/h. She is so petit, loving and only wants you to sit together with her and hold her. I don’t know if my heart aches out of love or pain since I see what she has gone through.

We named her HOPE!

Thank you rescue ladies for giving her a voice on FB, thank you wonderful Martina for spending all the time on the phone with them, and making sure they came to our hospice. Your heart is so big and beautiful, every day it is a pleasure working together with you. And you never ask anything in return, never!

To all you who donate money or things to AWL, this is thanks to you that we can save and rescue and love the dogs. Without YOU we are nothing.
You are the Amore. Thank you.

HOPE IN HOSPICE

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We got a new client arrived last night, tired and sick, and of course scared.
She is one of the dogs at Vesuvio found with high fever and internal infections, leishmaniasis in a late stage. We named her HOPE!
Keep your paws for this lady. More info to come.

Ps Misspelling I apologise, Billy Bob ate my glasses!