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Disney has a beautiful rule for their character performers; when hugging a child, they are told not to let go first.
They must wait until the child releases the hug on their own.
The reason is simple.... you never know how much that child might need that hug in that moment.
Jason served two deployments in Syria and has been home for five years, but the nightmares never stopped. Every night around 4 AM he wakes drenched in sweat, convinced he's back in Raqqa. His brother urged professional help; Jason insisted he'd handle it himself.
Last April, his elderly neighbor passed away unexpectedly, leaving behind her Rottweiler.
Jason took him in and named him Bear. The first night Jason had a nightmare, Bear climbed onto the bed unprompted - eighty-six pounds across Jason's chest. Jason didn't thrash. He just breathed. Bear stayed for three hours. It happens every night now, like clockwork.
Jason's brother recorded it and showed their VA group counselor, who watched and said: "That's clinical pressure therapy. That's what certified PTSD dogs are trained to do for tens of thousands of dollars."
Bear never had a single day of formal training. He just knew what an American veteran needed before he did.
Marcus bought Atlas as a French Bulldog puppy in 2022 to fit the image he wanted in his Atlanta apartment. He told friends he barely had time for a dog. Last October, Marcus had a medical emergency alone in his kitchen and lost consciousness. Atlas woke a neighbor by ramming the front door repeatedly for six minutes until she called for help. Marcus was treated and recovered fully. His doctor, Dr. Jerome Hall, said the timing was critical. Marcus now takes Atlas everywhere. Some dogs choose you before you deserve them.
If 3 Black people took a White man on a boat expedition and didn’t return with him the president would be making a speech right now.
Rest in power Nolan Wells
🚨WOW!!!
A homeless veteran loved his dog so much he gave him up after he couldn't feed him... giving him to a fire station with a note that read, "please help my baby."
The firefighters adopted the dog.
Then they found the vet living in a tent... and GAVE HIM A HOME TOO!!!
Early one morning, firefighters in Fort Worth walked outside their station and found a pitbull named Jake chained to the flagpole and beside him, was a handwritten note.
It was from a 65-year-old disabled veteran named Tom.
He'd been living in a homeless camp for 20 months, ever since his landlord wouldn't renew his lease.
He was trying to claw his way to a better life, but he couldn't do it and care for his dog at the same time.
So he made the hardest decision of his life and in that note, he begged:
"I have nothing but my baby Jake. If you have a soul and really care about helping babies, please help my baby."
He gave up the only thing he had left in this world... because he loved that dog too much to watch him suffer.
The firefighters didn't just take Jake in.
They ADOPTED him. He's the station dog now, showered with love, "a boost in morale," they said.
But they didn't stop there.
The department's homeless outreach team went looking for Tom and they FOUND HIM in his camp.
They got him medical care, and then a veterans nonprofit, Operation Texas Strong, stepped up and gave this old soldier an RV and a place to live.
A man who had NOTHING gave up his last companion to save him...
...and a community turned around and saved them BOTH.
As the man who housed him said: "No veteran should ever be homeless anywhere in the United States."
This is the country I know, the one that doesn't leave a solider or his dog behind!!!!! 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸
i found you behind a box… only hours old.
i raised you, fed you, brought you to work just to make sure you were safe.
i made you a promise to take care of you… and i kept that promise the best way i could.
so i buried you with your favorite things… and planted a rose above you. even after death… you still bloom.
i love you goosh mcpoosh luna ♾️🌹
The shelter manager stopped us right before we walked into the kennel area and said quietly, “If you take the male out for a walk, don’t shut the door on the female. She’ll panic and could hurt herself trying to reach him.” We had arrived planning to adopt just one dog. Our farmhouse has a large yard, but we also have a budget to think about. Then we saw them — two massive, long-haired German Shepherds pressed tightly together in a small kennel. Their names at the shelter were Rex and Luna. A volunteer gently shared their story. They had already been returned twice, not because they were aggressive — in fact, they were incredibly gentle and affectionate. The real issue was how strongly they were attached to each other. If one of them left the room, the other would cry and panic as if something terrible had happened. The shelter was running out of space and had started discussing the possibility of separating them permanently to make adoption easier… even though everyone knew it would devastate them. I stood there watching Rex carefully place his large chin across Luna’s back. Both dogs were shaking slightly, aware that people were studying them and deciding they were simply “too much.” My husband looked at me, then back at the two nervous dogs clinging to each other. He didn’t ask about the cost. He didn’t hesitate. He just walked over to the wall and picked up two leashes. “We’re not the kind of people who split up a family,” he said. So now our house is a little more chaotic. Our vet bills doubled, our bed barely belongs to us anymore, and 140 pounds of fluffy German Shepherds somehow manage to take up every inch of space. But honestly? Bringing both of them home turned out to be the best decision we never planned to make. If you want to see what Rex and Luna look like today — safe, inseparable, and finally living the life they always deserved
The rescue doggie Tsunami has officially found more than 350 people in Venezuela. He’s whipped. The exhaustion and
Tsunami’s effort are visible in his eyes. ❤️🇻🇪
Eleven days ago at Blue Ridge Animal Rescue in Asheville, North Carolina, a tiny black terrier mix named Wren arrived from a neglect case, Severely underweight Completely shut down. Wouldn't eat.!
Wouldn't lift her head. Staff tried everything for five days. Nothing reached her. Then there was Chester. A twelve year-old Great Pyrenees, Surrendered four years ago. Never adopted. Too old, people say. Too big. But shelter directon Mara says quietly: "Chester has settled more broken dogs than anything else we've tried!" Night five, Chester walked across the kennel and lay down beside Wren. By morning she had eaten her first full meal. Chester is still available for adoption. Still showing up fo the ones nobody else can reach.
Last night when we reached the gate at the airport, I asked my guide dog Loki to find me a seat and he immediately led me straight to one. I sat down and leaned over to pet him. After a few minutes, I noticed my butt was starting to feel sore. I looked down at Loki and said, “Boy, you sure picked the hardest chair in the entire airport, didn’t you?”
Suddenly, the guy sitting next to me tapped my shoulder and said, “You’re actually sitting on a table, but I figured you knew that.”
I stood up, and sure enough, I was sitting on a damn table. I shook my head, told the guy that I’m blind, and then we both started laughing. Despite the hilarity of it, this just goes to show that even as brilliant as my guide dog is, he’s still a dog and dogs make silly mistakes. To him, that looked like a chair. Maybe even a special chair just for me! Was I a little embarrassed? Absolutely. Would I change it? Nope. I’ll just go ahead and add this to the collection of funny memories Loki and I have made together!
—Walker jones