10 Creative Things
... By Becky Pascua
Editors Note: Becky sent this in to the KXDD
"I have a Dream" contest. She never said that she
heard anything so I am guessing we didn't win.
I had tears in my eyes as I was reading it though
and thought that I would share. The contest was for
people to send in the top 10 things they would do if
they won the lottery or Powerball… here is what she
Ten Creative Things eh?
5. Tin Tin
10. Tri Pod Pete
These are the names of dogs in rescue. Dogs
dumped, abandoned, abused, neglected, forgotten and
They represent 1000's upon 1000's who do not deserve
the life handed to them through the ignorance and
irresponsibility of man.
We are restricted in the amount we can save only by
the funds we have to work with. It is our
dream to have a facility where we could better serve
the animal community, broaden our range of rescue
and bring awareness through education. We have
dreams of a sanctuary where those who are deemed
unfit for adoption, may have safe refuge and
pleasing surroundings in which to live out their
Ten more creative reasons
those deemed unadoptable
low or no income pet owners
low or no income pet owners
Emergency Medical Relief-for
field rescues, owner surrendered animals and low or
no income pet owners
Early Childhood Education-educating
children when they are impressionable and open to
Senior Companion Program-helps
keep pets in the homes of seniors which in turn has
proven to increase their health and quality of life
students of veterinary medicine with the stipulation
they donate time to spay/neuter/emergency clinics
increase the adoption possibilities for dogs with
Mobile Field Rescue-to
increase the number of animals saved on the streets
Willed Pet Acceptance-give
peace of mind to elderly or terminally ill that
their beloved pets will be placed in loving homes in
is our dream to build a rescue that creates a
community of pet responsible people. A rescue
that is a destination point. A rescue that can
pave the way for other rescues by sharing our
journey, our experience and our knowledge. We
have the dedicated volunteers, we have the blue
prints for our building and land use and we have the
drive and desire to see it through. What we
don't have, are the funds.
We are a group of people who would all give the
same answer to the questions, "What would you do if
you won the lottery?" Our answer, unwaveringly
would always be, "Build a bigger, better Animal
We thank you for your consideration.
Warmest Regards from the volunteers of WAGS TO
RICHES ANIMAL RESCUE AND SANCTUARY
Rescue Center Coordinator
Wags to Riches Animal
Rescue and Sanctuary
I’ve Been Thinking -
By Becky Pascua
Regardless of the rescue, or the animal
rescued, a common plea for all is, “We need foster
The most common response is, “Oh, I could
never do that, I would fall in love and want to keep
I thought that too.
I didn’t think I could foster but when that
first fuzzy puppy got shoved in my arms with a look
of desperation on the face of the foster
coordinator, there was not much I could do and in
that instant, I became a foster.
I have never regretted it for a second.
Through my doors, in less than two years,
over two dozen dogs have graced my life with their
Two dozen dogs who otherwise, would have
never known a loving home...got that chance.
Yep, little tiny pieces of my heart went with
every single one of them but what I have been given
in return cannot be measured by any material worth.
Each has brought to me, in their own unique way,
smiles, laughter, enrichment and enlightenment.
Their unquestioning acceptance of their lot in life
prior to rescue and their miraculous understanding
that it has just taken a turn for the better,
inspires me every day to be a better human. Knowing,
that without my acceptance of them into my home,
they would be cold, scared, hungry, hurting, living
their last scary moment on this earth or dead,
surpasses any misgivings I have ever had about
falling in love with them and then having to say
Through me, my fosters have gone from living
under wood piles, to living in lake homes; from
being tossed out of vehicles to sailing the seas.
They live in wineries and on working cattle ranches;
houseboats and log cabins. Through me, people have
found that “dog of a lifetime”, an end to their
loneliness, a traveling companion or even a reason
to get up in the morning.
Sure I fall in love with them and it’s OK.
The tears shed in passing them on, while mingled
with some sadness are largely tears of joy. By
saying good-bye, I have given them the gift of a new
beginning. In opening my heart, I have given them
the future that the
unthinking, uncaring acts of another, had thought to deny them.
dogs of varying ages, mysterious breed cocktails and
wide ranging personalities, grace my couches and
rugs and call my house home. I found them all in
desperate circumstances and took them in. They
belong to me. It is my intention to give them the
care they need to live a long life, but by leaving
one spot open for foster, I can continue to bring a
worthy future to those who would otherwise have
never known love, compassion or hope.
Had I listened to myself on that first day a
fuzzy brown puppy named Max was shoved into my arms,
I would have missed out on the single most rewarding
thing I have ever done in my life and over two dozen
innocent lives would have never been given a second
Fostering is not about what you can’t do. It is
about what you can. It is about second chances. It
is about saving lives. It’s about being selfless
enough to be willing to feel that hurt and shed that
tear, so that one more who has never known a human
kindness, can be loved forever.
Becky is the Adoption Coordinator for Wags and
writes the great assessments on the
Wags to Riches
was thinking...By Becky Pascua
was watching one of those morning news shows the
other day and it got me to thinking.
They were doing a feature on the top ten popular dog
breeds in America today, according to the AKC.
Listed of course, were Yorkies and Shih-tzus,
Cockers and Beagles, Golden Retrievers and German
Shepherds, but the American top spot holder, for the
tenth year in a row, according to AKC popularity and
purchase poles, is the Labrador Retriever.
In the arms of the anchor woman, was this beefy,
wrinkle faced yellow puppy of about 8 weeks old, who
looked more like a furry golden Buddha than
something canine. To look into that face, it was
easy to believe what was being said about him.
"Labrador retrievers are laid back, easily
trained, intelligent family dogs who get along with
everyone four or two legged and live to please their
(you should be hearing a needle zipping across the
surface of an LP right about now)
I am sure, there are Labrador Retrievers out there who
match this breed description to a T, and if you are
fortunate enough to be the proud owner of one of these
top dogs, please do not be offended by my sarcasm. It's
just that in my nearly 45 years of dog handling and
having known personally, probably more than 20 labs in
my life time, several of them, my own, I am hard pressed
to feel comfortable with the breed description as it was
verbalized by the AKC representative, who by the way,
looked far to clean and put together to be a dog owner
of any kind, let alone a Lab.
So then, it is probably to the good fortune of Labrador
breeders everywhere, the AKC has never asked me to
rewrite the breed description for their registry.
Through strictly personal experience, my testament to
their behavior and temperament would probably read more
"Labrador Retrievers..... NEVER GROW UP!!"
(end of description)
Well, at least not until they are so arthritic that they
simply cannot counter surf anymore or buckle you behind
the knees, powering out the screen door to chase the
pizza man or your visiting great aunt Betty.
I am also a firm believer that the Lab should have it's
tail docked. This is for it's own safety, as I guarantee
you, you will have an injured tail at least a half dozen
time in the dogs wagging lifetime. No canine tail, wags
harder than a Lab's. Not only that but you will be
constantly explaining the lash like bruises on your
knees and thighs, and will never have a coffee table
that is adorned with anything more decorative than a
Sunday paper. Maybe not even that, as Sunday papers, are
the favored ones for shredding into slaw.
Most Labs also seem to have a screw loose in one
department or another and sometimes multiple and many
departments. I have seen Labs crash through picture
windows on Fourth of July, to get to the fireworks
because they thought it was hunting season and I have
seen them squeeze through an opening most hamsters would
have trouble with, to hide under a futon frame, on the
very same holiday. I have seen Labs who can't swim and
hate water and I have rushed Labs to the vet clinic for
electrolyte imbalance's, because they love water too
Labs "Love everyone and everything??" DOH!
Apparently a few did not get that memo as I have
experienced far too many who can and do go from adorable
doofas to raging Kujo, without so much as a raised hair
in warning or even a good reason. This is usually
followed by a need to change your underwear and to
Google search Cesar Milan.
Let's not forget about their uncanny ability to know
when you have just shampooed your car upholstery,
because this is their favorite time to jump in without
invitation after playing in the beaver pond. The upside
to this, is it does not have to be your car. Any freshly
upholstered car will do, even strangers or the county
sheriff. Then there was the one who would get a 50 yard
running head start and purposefully endure the shock of
an underground electric fence, just to get to the other
side. As he leaped into the air over an invisible fence
line, he would cry out in something that sounded like a
mix of victory and pain and then lay down to nap and
wait for somebody to come home and put him back in.
Now let's discuss the "inherent need to
please". Don't be fooled. It has absolutely nothing
to do with pleasing you, but more true to form, pleasing
themselves. They will demand scratches and attention
with a powerful upward thrusting of the snout under your
elbow, and most always, when the hand attached to that
elbow is holding a glass of red wine, purple Kool-Aid or
scalding hot coffee. They will wait to slap a muddy paw
on you, in a great display of "bonhomie",
until you have changed into your clean work or
"going to town" clothes, because they know
this will keep you home for a few moments longer and you
can count on them to give a robust, goosey greeting to
every family member and friend who has ever crossed your
threshold, with just as much gusto the 100th time as on
the very first.
And let's just not talk about the gas.
I think it is to the Labrador Retrievers good
fortune, that they are cute, pudgy grunting,
adorable furballs, as little puppies. Who can blame
any prospective Labrador Retriever owner for not
understanding that wrinkled puddle of cuteness will
grow up to be a muddy, neurotic, self serving, room
clearing, table surfing, gaseous, gregarious,
tornado with several personalities and a long list
of human demands.
It actually might suit both human and canine better,
if the AKC described the best type of humans for the
Labrador Retriever life. If they did, I am thinking
It would read something very close to this:
The best Lab owners have a sense of humor, carry wet
cleaning towels at all times, can afford to replace
knick-knacks and get their vehicles detailed on a
regular basis (and other peoples), have a good
family vet who sends you yearly Christmas cards and
very understanding friends, nerves of steel and last
but not least, enough patience to last the 12 -17
years this number one dog in America, will enrich
your lives, with his/her unexplicably charming,
That's just what I was thinkin'