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Our Story

Many people may not know how our rescue came about, this is how this all got started…

Almost 10 years ago, I (Heather), found a white bulldog. She was the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen. I tried finding out where she lived, but as it turned out, she was meant to be with me. I named her Molly, but lovingly known as Moe Moe. She quickly became the love of my life. She went everywhere with me. She had her own stroller (no, she wasn’t spoiled at all), she slept right next to me every night, and she was my pride and joy. The closest thing I will ever know to having a 2 legged child.

Thru each vet visit I learned more and more. My poor baby girl had more than likely been used for nothing more than breeding. She had a host of medical issues; she had scars on her legs from what we guessed was her being stuck in her own feces; her ears were like cauliflower, fat and bumpy; her eyelids were inverted; she had an ACL tear in both hind legs. But, Lord, let me tell you, she was perfect. She could do no wrong.

Then one day, my life would be forever changed. It was a normal day, like any other. I went to work and came home. When I walked into the house Molly wasn’t there to greet me. A million things ran through my mind, I went on a mad dash searching for her. I found her, by the couch, her little body turning cold. That day will forever be stuck in my head. It was the worst day of my entire life. Losing her is not something I’ve ever been able to get over, I have just learned to deal with the pain.

On March 1, 2016, Moe Moe’s Rescue of the Rockies went from a dream to reality. Please don’t get me wrong, I would never be where I am without so much support and loving friends. It’s something I’m grateful for every day. Unfortunately there is always going to be a “Molly”, a bully bred too much and not loved enough.

“Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give but cannot. All of that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.” ~ Jamie Anderson

Thank you all for everything and making my dreams come true!!

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