💔 Last Sunday, Mercy Full Project Rescue in Tampa, Florida hosted a mini adoption event for Red.
A few other pups came too, but somehow every dog found a home that day except Red. 😔
Red is 6 years old, about 12 lbs, potty trained, affectionate, cuddly, and happiest relaxing with his people.
He can get anxious and vocal in busy public settings, but at home he is calm, easygoing, and full of love.
Red is not looking for adventure. He is just looking for someone to choose him.
Please share his story. His forever family may be one share away. ❤️🐾
☑️ HOW TO ADOPT: Apply here: https://t.co/qwLDBt95v7
Then text +1 (657) 423-8216 to let them know you’re interested.
An open letter to my son, Iron Will, on the occasion of his sixth birthday
Dear Will,
Six years ago, you came into this world and immediately, without effort, began making it better. That's just who you are.
There are people who, had they known you were coming, would have told us your life was a tragedy in the making. That an extra chromosome was a reason for grief. That the hardest road wasn't worth walking.
And they would have been wrong. Completely, embarrassingly, irreversibly wrong.
Not because your road has been easy — it hasn't always been. Not because you haven't had to work for things that come effortlessly to other kids. You have. But because the measure of a life isn't the absence of difficulty. It's the presence of love. And Will, you have never, not for one single day, been without it.
You were made in the image and likeness of God. Full stop. Not partially. Not conditionally. Not pending review. That truth was written into you before the foundation of the world, and no diagnosis, no cultural narrative, no fleeting opinion posted to the internet has the power to edit it.
"For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.” – Psalm 139:13–14
That's you, son. Knitted together. On purpose. With intention. By a God who doesn't make mistakes and doesn't deal in accidents.
What the world calls a burden, we call a blessing. What the world calls a limitation, we call a lens, because you see things the rest of us miss. You love without suspicion. You forgive without keeping score. You show up with your whole heart, every single time, and somehow you make the people around you want to do the same. I've watched grown men — veterans, warriors — go soft at the edges because of you. That's not weakness. That's the strength of presence.
Your mother and I didn't just accept you. We chose you, the way every parent chooses their child, and we would choose you a thousand times over. Your brothers and sister would too. Each of them loves you in their own way, and each of their lives is richer because you are in it. We may not have known it before you were born, but this family was waiting for you to complete it.
You are Iron Will. We gave you that nickname the day you were born, and six years later, you've more than earned it. Iron is what's in you. We've watched you do the hard work, log the therapy hours, learn the things people said you couldn't, and do it all with a grin that makes the whole room shift. That's not inspiration. That's character. Your character.
So here's what I want you to know on your sixth birthday, son: this world needs you in it. Not despite who you are — because of who you are. The world gets better, more honest, more human, more whole when people like you are present in it. Every voice that has ever suggested otherwise was simply wrong about what makes a life worth living.
I will spend whatever days God gives me making sure you know that. Making sure the world knows that. And on days when the world gets loud and confused about your worth — and some days it will — your dad will be right here. Immovable.
Happy sixth birthday, Iron Will.
I love you more than words have ever been built to convey.
— Dad
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3 weeks ago I ran into this little guy when jogging.
He was tiny and completely broken from living on the streets.
We’ve been fixing him up and you won’t believe Jimbo today… (1/7) 🧵
Our little retirement village was getting a little upgrade as the concrete was slippy when wet. All fixed now.
These dogs were all at the end of their life and sick / blind etc.
The happiest little place in the world as far as I’m concerned. Paradise ❤️
She is a very special girl indeed is Marilyn Monroe.
It takes a lot to break a dog but she was very nearly there. She is utterly exhausted.
Time to start changing her life
One of the craziest days in a long time.
We saved 9 lives directly against the odds. If you want to see what dog rescue is like up close and raw this is it.
Slightly longer watch but lots of wins to enjoy ❤️
Maximus spent his whole life on a changed n wishing somebody would notice him.
This was his whole life and he was about to die alone and sad.
This week he has been on his first ever holidays with his new family (1/6) 🧵
One year ago, Chance moved in with myself and Hank. She'd had a tough life on the streets and had been stabbed twice in the stomach.
Nobody deserves this safe home more than her, and although she might seem lucky, it's myself and Hank who count ourselves to be the luckiest.