Meet Adelaide

My dog is an Australian Shepard mix and she was a rescue dog from Tennessee. Knoxville does not hold many good memories for Adelaide, as she endured abuse that no animal should ever have to experience. However, Knoxville is where she met me and that marks a time in her life where everything started to change. When I first sent my Mom a picture of the cowering, underfed old dog she felt an instant connection. We both wanted to give her a safe and comfortable life with constant love and affection. You should see her now; her snow white coat is beautiful. She attempts to run after bunnies in the backyard and she loves cuddling with my nephews in front of the TV. She is a totally different dog than the one that I met. As much as we were there for her though, she has been there for me. On a night earlier this year, my normally calm dog woke me up by licking my face and crying. She seemed panicked, and she was acting so unusual I immediately noticed that something must be wrong. All of the sudden my body began to feel like it was falling asleep. I broke out into an intense cold sweat and my eye sight began to blur. I couldn't move. I was going into insulin shock from low insulin.I was terrified and beginning to pass out. My dog jumped off the bed and began to scratch at the door to signal my Mom. I crawled off the bed and got myself up the stairs in a near army crawl when I finally got to my parents and they were able to take me to the ER. I think of that quite a bit when I think of Adelaide. I was there for her when she was in need and she was right there for me. That makes for a beautiful friendship.