What A Lucky Woman Am I To Know A BEENY - By Susan C.

Well, I have my first foster. I am just in awe of everything that took place to get her to me. The process started a little over two years ago when I applied to adopt from Col. Potter. I filled out my application, sent it in, had my references (friends) ask if I was applying to adopt a "dog" or a baby. Then I had a home inspection, then a final approval, and a wonderful matchmaker (Karen O) assigned to help me -- actually to help the cairn find the right human to be theirs. I spoke to the foster mom, (Bonnie B) got approved to adopt their little girl that they had given so much of themselves to -- and then was lucky enough to meet a wonderful woman (Vickie R) that helped bring her to me after she did the bed -n- biscuit and had this little girl long enough to fall in love with her.

So on August 5th, 2006, I got my little puppy mill girl that had been rescued by Susan from her PM hell, and then fostered by Bonnie and Alan B. and taught how to be a cairn by foster brother Gilly. She came to us by way of Vicki in KY where we picked her up in TN.

The very next day at a remote spot in GA, she was frightened and ran as fast and as furiously as she could away from the unknown. She escaped from her newly-adoptive home because she had been so mistreated that she had no idea she would not be harmed and only loved in this home. She was free she thought. She could not possibly know that she could be in even more danger than she was at the mill she had been rescued from. Out on her own for the first time in her life, the humans that had already fallen in love with her had no idea what a strong, intelligent, and determined little cairn she was. At that point, the humans must have been more frightened than she had been or that she was, because we were afraid of what "could" happen to our Sunnie girl out in the wilderness she ran into.

So being the humans they were, with the terrier tenacity they had, they came together and made it possible for the angels that cared about this little black brindle girl to come from near and far to make sure she ended up receiving the love and care they had initially wanted for her from the start. Aunties prayed and watched the Internet daily for reports of the progress in searching for her, aunties gave from their pockets and from their hearts so that people that could come and physically look for this little girl. Aunties came from Wisconsin, Missouri, South Carolina, New York, Ohio, Tennessee, and different parts of Georgia to search for Hannah. Others called and gave encouragement, while others set up around-the-clock prayer wheels to ask that this fearful kid was found. Everything that happened and everything that everyone did eventually made the impossible happen.

Hannah/Sunnie/Hudson was rescued, once again, by Susan on September 27th, 2006, seven-and-a-half weeks, 52 days, after she struck out on her own. It was an amazing journey for this Cairn terrier and I believe it was an amazing journey for all the Cairn humans that made it possible for Hannah to be home once and forever.

Fast forward to May of 2008 -- the journey continues. Today, an auntie that came from Missouri to help search for Hannah, put a precious little Cairn girl on a plane in St. Louis to make her journey to Georgia. She was picked up at the airport in Atlanta by Hannah's mom and dad. This adorable and trusting little girl is named Beeny. Her name was donated by an auntie in Colorado named Angela in thanks for Susan finding a little lost Cairn guy by the name of Tinman for another cairn rescue organization.

So today, thanks to many, many cairns that have been helped before, because of the love and caring that many, many humans have been willing to give -- whether that came in the way of donations or blankies or just love -- and because of special rescue angels like Susan, I got my very first kiss from a little girl named Beeny today. She is our first foster girl, she is a sweet angel just like her namesake, and it makes me feel so humbled and yet so proud to be able to say that I am one little spec in this great organization named after the Colonel.

Thank you all for what you have done and Queenie Beeny says she can't wait because she knows there's no place like home and because of CP her home will be found. Oh, and just so you know -- She is A-dorable!

The story starts with a little girl named Sunnie / Hannah

and runs full circle

to a rescued cairn named BEENY in honor of a CPCRN volunteer. Ironically the very same volunteer that found Hannah after her 52 day journey on her own.

Hannah's mom is also Beeny's Foster Mom. Don't you love it when a story comes together?

Two very lucky and lovely little girls saved by Col. Potter volunteers!

Two Furkids Join The CP Family

Intakes was contacted by a lady that had found a local internet ad for three Cairn Terriers. One of the females was already gone, but today, a male and female found their way into the loving arms of Col. Potter.

They both are pretty friendly and socialized for PM kids, especially the female, and get along well with other dogs. The female is missing the tip of her left ear and the male has a tumor type growth on his head.

These two have special names that have been donated to our Name a PM Kid Program to help support our efforts in rescuing PM kids. If you would like to donate to the Name a PM Kid Program, please visit our website. It is truly a very special gift or loving tribute that gives in more than one way.

Tuckerboy: Donated by Tracey B. in honor of Tucker, her first cairn, her best boy who went to the Rainbow Bridge in 2004 after 15 years together. Tuckerboy was born 8/29/02.

Beeny: Donated by Angela T. in honor of Susan’s efforts in the successful search and return of Tinman. Beeny was born 5/24/03.

They are being boarded and vetted in Missouri. We are sorely lacking foster homes in the midwest right now, and can use them across the entire CP foster home system. If you are interested in fostering, check out the Foster FAQs.

My thanks to Kathy and Barney H. for picking up Tuckerboy and Beeny from their rescue angel and transporting them to the vet. Please help me welcome Tuckerboy and Beeny to the CP family. They already have a great head start on their happily ever after with the special names they carry and guardian angels to watch over them!

Tinman's SAFE! by Cairn Catcher Extraordinaire, Susan B.

I'm back from Cookeville, with my 250 unneeded flyers and Vienna sausage bait.. lol. I really did not expect this to be Tinman based on the description of this dirty blond dog that only weighed 7-10 lbs., but there he was, all 17 to 18 lbs. of stinky Cairn!

Brenda of CRUSA met me at the truck stop this morning, and together we waited on Deputy Chris to bring this little dog to us to identify. He said that a man had accidentally caught Tinman in his 'coon trap yesterday using a pork chop for bait. He realized from all the publicity that he probably had that dog that everyone was looking for, so he called his friend, the deputy. Deputy Chris took Tinman (who he called Pork Chop) home and kept him safe all night for us. I took this photo of Brenda grabbing up Tinman and squeezing him tight, as she was weeping with relief. In the background is our hero, Deputy Chris. :) I just love happy endings!

I had to laugh, though. I put Tinman into the wire crate in the back of Brenda's SUV, and the little snot promptly turned and deliberately lifted his leg in all four directions! I didn't tell Brenda. LOL!

Thank you to all of you for your prayers. I do believe in the power of prayer, and with all of us storming heaven, Tinman was surely protected by angels. Thank you, Bonnie, our tireless phone answerer! And Sue B., thanks so much for your help. And a big thank you to Valerie, who contacted the newspaper reporter and got the follow-up printed, which really worked wonders, and arranging for traps in case we got to the point we needed them.

I knew this last tip that was called in yesterday afternoon was a credible sighting of Tinman on the railroad tracks in an area not too far from where he had been lost, and I had contacted Brenda and she was on her way to search for him this weekend. Sure enough, that's exactly where he was caught. I was expecting to be walking the rails all weekend looking for a lost dog, but now I can put my feet up and relax. Woohooo! :)