Brookline Labrador Retriever Rescue
Helping Labs Find Their Fur-Ever Homes
Sandy
thinking is exactly what they were going to do to me!!   Fortunately, an independent rescuer( my 1st
guardian angel ) rescued me and contacted Brookline( my second group of guardian angels) to see if
someone could take me into a home and show me some love.  This is where my human Mom and Dad
come in.  They had an empty spot in their heart  after loosing their  lab they had for 15 years.
Hi. My name is Sandy. I'm 5, maybe 6 years old.   I'm not too sure.
Where I was born and lived for all those years, the people really didn't
care how many years I was on this earth.   I didn't get to celebrate
birthdays.  They were more concerned about how many puppies I
could produce in one year and how much money I could make them.
You see, I lived in a puppy mill.  When I got to be the age I am now,
they didn't need me anymore to make puppies (I was too old, imagine
that) so they were going to "get rid " of me.  Yuppppp....what you are
From what my Mom and Dad tell me, the very patient Brookline people
showed them ALOT of dogs that needed a new home but it wasn't till
they saw a picture of me and heard my story they decided , I WAS THE
We are very unique dogs.  With the help and education from all the
people at Brookline and lots of reading, they came to realize what a
horrible life I had come from.  When they came to pick me up, I had  
never experienced walking on grass or leaves.  I didn't know how to go
up and down stairs.  I was never in a car.  I plastered myself flat on the
Living in a house was like being on a spooky "haunted house" ride.  I didn't know what was hiding around
the next corner to scare me.  The phone ringing , the sound of the toast popping up, the TV, cabinet doors
closing, the heater, shadows, hair dryers, someone sneezing and we won't even begin to discuss that
thing you people call a vacuum.  I also wouldn't take treats from my human family nor would I eat in front of
them.  Now how many labs do you know would pass up a treat??  I just didn't trust people.  I hadn't been
around humans that much, only dogs.  I didn't wag my tail but kept it tucked between my legs.  I exhibited a
very stoic persona, almost distant in fact.  I figured if I didn't look at people and just ignore them then
maybe I could become invisible.  That way no one could hurt me. Well, with some time and my new
family's love and  patience( I have 2 human sisters and  a 3 legged fur brother named Milo..he's a cat) I
have finally started to come out of my shell.  Now I would rather be with "my people" getting hugs and
kisses as opposed to cowering in a corner.  I love going for adventures in the car.  I
wag my tail all the time when I'm at home. (my Mom started to cry the 1st time I
wagged my tail...silly lady)  I never knew how to play with toys and now I will pick up a
ball.  I still don't understand that concept of you throwing it and I go get it.  I even barked
for the 1st time a couple months ago. Let me tell you another thing, boy do I loveeeeee
treats now!!  I didn't know what I was missing!! (I am a quick learner for some things)  I
still have a ways to go.  It's sort of like moving to a foreign country and I have to learn
the customs and language.  I'm one of the lucky dogs who got a chance at a new life.  
There are so many dogs who will never know what fresh cut grass smells like. They
will never how good a hug and kiss feel nor will they just experience the simple
puppy mills and it makes me so sad.   I know I'm in my "furever" home because my Mom and Dad told
me that the 1st night I met them.  They also said  that  empty space in their heart has been filled with
one of  the sweetest little girls.  I hope they are talking about me!!!