8/10/26 AWESOME ADOPTION ALERT!
From the momma: I picked Alli Mae up on a Friday. When I arrived at the nursery, Dianne told me I needed to take a foster dog. Then Alli Mae walked up, and I thought she was a puppy. She was so tiny… a miniature version of my Abby at home. I fell in love immediately!
By Monday morning, Alli Mae was coughing and congested. We went to my vet in Greenville, where she was diagnosed with pneumonia. For the next week, Alli Mae and I lived in the living room. We slept there, and I doctored her around the clock. It was a true bonding experience.
Thankfully, she recovered, and about a month later, she started her heartworm treatments. She made it through all of that with flying colors.
Today, Alli Mae is the most lovable little girl and has completely won over our pack. Even cranky Annie, one of our resident Bulldogs, welcomed her without a fuss! She’s also been wonderful with our foster girl Peaches Friday, and the two of them hang out together most days.
Alli Mae loves to cuddle with me or my grandson, Derek. She loves sunbathing with the others and is always ready for a ride in the car. She patiently waits in the kitchen while I’m cooking their meals, just hoping I’ll slip her a little treat. 😂
We’ve been able to get some much-needed weight on her, and she’s now up to 32 pounds. She’s getting stronger every day and will be ready for her next two surgeries around October.
Somewhere along the way, this little girl stopped being my foster dog and became something much more.
My first foster “fail,” as they say. ❤️
And I couldn’t imagine our pack without her.
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1/16/26 INTRODUCTION ~ Please welcome Alli Mae to our rescue family! She writes: On Thursday evening, I arrived by transport, carrying a story far too familiar in rescue.
Where I came from, my owner was evicted and left me outside in the rain. The neighbors knew what I was to her: a baby-making vessel, nothing more. Even as I sat there ~ wet, scared, and still just a baby myself ~ people walked past me, over me and away.
I eventually moved myself onto a familiar porch, out of the rain. I sat there quietly, watching… waiting… hoping someone would see me as more than I had been treated.
And finally, someone did.
Someone who knew I deserved better than being discarded when I was no longer useful took me in and began searching for help. I didn’t care that rescue was far away. I was more than willing to ride shotgun for a chance at a better life.
I arrived with a new bed, a new collar and leash, and a heart full of determination. I am 27 pounds of Bulldog, heartworm positive, with two cherry eyes, but I am also resilient, hopeful and ready for a future where I am someone’s everything, not just a breeding machine.
Someday soon, I will be fabulous.
And for the first time, I will be loved.
🖤 Foster families make stories like mine possible.
We urgently need foster homes in the Dallas/Fort Worth area so dogs like me can stay close to our partner veterinarians and attend public events. With more local foster volunteers, we can say yes to more Bulldogs in need and save more lives.
If you’ve ever thought about fostering, now is the time. Be the bridge between heartbreak and healing. Message us to learn more.
