 My sister and I were talking on the phone when a 1 month old kitten walked up to the door started meowing. I told my sister to bring it to my house and I would help him out. That's my story about Buzz Lightyear, my 3 year old kitten. |
 Sylvester is our kitten and he does a lot of things. He is six weeks old. We found him at a farm at my cousin's place. He was stuck in a long stove pipe and we got him out and he was wild. It was one week ago when this happened. He was very mad at first, but now he loves us to death. I'm so happy we found him when we did. -Joy and my hunbane Jason |
 Woke up early morning to take my kids to school and noticed our backyard gate was wide open. That's when we knew our dogs were gone. We live right by a freeway and main street so that was a big concern. So many things ran through my mind. I prayed to god nothing tragical happened to our doggies. My husband went out to look for the dogs after dropping kids off at school. He stayed out looking for them for at least an hour. He found nothing. Next step was to go look in the dog shelters. While he was out looking in the dog shelter I received a call from a very kind lady named Sharon. She said I was a very lucky person. She had found my dogs in the middle of the freeway and almost got ran over. She pulled over and picked them up and and took both doggies with her to work. Boy am I thankful for id tags and forever grateful with Sharon. If only there was alot more people like her. Thank You Sharon! |
 I rescue schnauzers. I have for 30 years. I am a Real Estate agent and I always give pet tags as my house warming present. People always forget to upgrade their pet tags so when they move into their new home I do it for them. All my pets were in shelters or pounds and were injured or abused. |
 I rescued Oreo from behind an auto shop where my brother worked in October of 1992. She was solid black with a small white round patch on her tummy- her filling. Her kittenhood was uneventful and happy. One day in November of 1993 she went missing. we scoured the neighborhoods, and went to the shelters, but to no avail. I just couldn't understand it, because she did have a collar on with an I.D. tag. Why wouldn't someone call if they found her? Well the Humane Society did call me in the summer of 1997. They said she was down at the shelter, and could I come get her? I was shocked and ecstatic! They said it was the longest that they had ever heard of a cat missing and returned. It turns out that she was at an apartment complex about 4 miles from our house. She killed a squirrel, and the apartment manager called animal control. I was sad for the squirrel, but happy that Oreo was back in my life! Her little kitten collar was so tight on her neck, and was really worn out. Her i.d. tag was very legible though. Our local newspaper did a story on Oreo, emphasizing the need for collars and tags. Oreo is about to be 16 years old this August, and is still going strong. I always refer to her time away as "when she was on the lam"! |
 My job relocated us to a different city so our "HARLEY" got loose for a while.Each minute felt like hours. When we found her i drove into town.There wasn't a place to buy a I.D.!The area here is very rural.We are so blessed to have found "LOVE YOUR PETS"!Thank You and God Bless |
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We losed our one pet to brain cancer, and we still had my little baby girl, who we raised for 2 weeks of age. And we never got another pet, cause she was 8 years old. And I really didnt want to get another puppy, to ran her crazy. Then on the morning of June 11, 2005, I knew she was dying. She was breathing very funny, and heavy. I didnt talk or eat for 5 days. I miss her so much, everyday. And I really miss her when, I get out of the shower, and she is not there to go to bed with me. I miss her sleeping beside of me still. But, about oct. last year, The dog pound called us, to see if we wanted to come and see a pittbull that they had found. (Branshree was pittbull) And we when, And I cried my eyes out, He was a spitting image of her. And Now, he will be a year old on aug. 15. And he dose so many things, that branshree use to do. That it freaks me out at times. I have to stop a minute, and thank branshree for sending us another her. Even thought she was female and he is male. I still think that she send him to us, well me mostly, to help me though all of my difficult times I am having since her lose. He is her, I can feel it in his touch, when he touches me, and I can feel her there. I want to thank her for him. She was a very sweet baby, and so is he. Its like he took over, where she left off. But, I love all my babies. even my little girl DaShiki Rai, that is he's sister. |
My sixteen-year-old brother-in-law's friend left our gate open when he left one night. The next morning, we let Jay (our dog) outside not realizing the gate was open and by the time we realized he was gone, he was long gone. We searched the neighborhood door to door and put out flyers. Anybody could have scooped up our dog and done anything with him. By him being a rare breed in the area, folks always have their eyes on him. Lucky for us, he was picked up by our local humane society's president. A wonderful young lady spotted our flyers, recognized him, and gave us a call to let us know where we could find him. Thankfully, we got him back. As soon as I received the call and knew Jay was found, I did a google search to find loveyourpets.com and ordered Jay a tag. Now, if (God forbid) he ever runs off again, we can be contacted easily without having to go through so much. It is always a wonderful idea to have your information on your pet for such an emergency. |
 I found you know by an online search. Not sure how I found you 19 yrs ago. I had a tag made for my new puppy. It was the stainless steel circle. He wore it every day for the 18 yrs of his life. Fortunately, it was never needed for a recovery but he had it--just in case. I now have two new puppies and this is one of the first things I'm ordering for them. I can't thank you enough for the lasting quality and sense of security your tags have provided me. R. McMahon, WA |
