4ever Yours Love Stories

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They call me Bunny now.  The family that's adopted me. They say I’m a French Bulldog. And I’m one and a half, thank you very much. I even have a middle name-June. I've never had one of those before. I’ve never experienced this much attention before. They immediately made room for me in their bed and I didn’t know dogs could even sleep in bed with their human families! I was confused about this until I felt the sheets and blankets on my paws and gosh It’s such a comfy experience! It’s basically my bed now. I just let them cuddle Me in it. 

  I was found in a parking lot and I had something called Demodex. I was missing a lot of hair and I was so itchy all the time. I'd never heard of it before, but luckily the rescue that took me in with them had and between the vet visits and the special baths, I was better so fast I can barely remember it now. 4everyoursrescue is how my family found me. They only ever get rescue pets, luckily for me! 

My family is made up of two cats that wont play with me, no matter how hard I try, a tiny human of 10 (human years not dog. Confusing, I know) and my mom and dad. I’ve been with my family for almost a year now and it feels seamless. It feels like i was meant to be here. I have playdates with my puppy friends a lot, especially at my grandmas. She has two frenchies too, but my parents know it’s not enough. They know I want to play so much all the time, and they do everything they can to make sure I have the best life.  I have so many toys  and we play fetch a lot. My dad works from home so I get constant attention and I go on family vacations with my family too! I’m hardly ever alone. Which is how I like it. I’m a Velcro pup. I like to be with my people. I even go in the car for school dropoff. They bring Me everywhere they go. 

Can we talk about food now? I have discovered my mom really cares a lot about my food. Her and I both have allergies, so she is super picky about what I eat. And now, my food is so delicious I carry my bowl around to hand to my parents whenever I think they have forgotten that I’ve already had breakfast or dinner. They never forget though. Mealtime is my favorite. I get such delicious food I wind up drooling while they prepare it.  

  So, long paw short, I’m trying to say I’ve graduated into the perfect life. I’ve never felt love like this before. But I think it’s about to get even perfecter because my mom always wants extra love around end of September/beginning of October. Something to do with seasonal depression. And grandma brought over a mini-me to play with. She came over on Sunday with an itty-bitty baby puppy (5 months in dog time, but so tiny cause she hadn’t been loved properly yet and she had to have a surgery recently too.) So get this, my mom said “You should leave her here for all of us to get to know each other,” and now it’s Wednesday morning now and she hasn’t left. Grandma knew what she was doing. My mom can’t resist a seriously lovable dog. She seriously looks just like me. We could be twins, except I’m way bigger. She’s under ten pounds! Wild, huh? My mom showed Me the pictures. Were cute together.  I even share my food cause she clearly needs to bulk up. We have played so much! We’ve been inseparable and It’s been magical. So, I think she’s going to stay with us forever. My mom likes to really spoil us, and she has her sleeping in our bed too. So I’m saying it’s a done deal. Even dad is excited at her cuteness. My sister has asked mom multiple times if the baby is staying. And I’m Almost pawsitive it is happening. I don’t think I’ve ever been happier. Except for maybe the day I realized this is my life now and my family loves Me so much that I feel confident in my world. I just want to pay that feeling forward for my new fur-sister. I bet if I just stare at my mom and give her my puppy-dog eyes, she will tell Me “you’re a big sister now. Time to help the baby become a part of the family.” And honestly, I can’t wait

The house felt so empty after losing Samson. He was such a large constant presence. Cancer took him far too soon, and with him, it felt as though the heart of the home had been ripped away. We grieved deeply, clinging to the memory of his paws against the floor, his wall rattling snores, even the slobber he’d sling. Then a cute, happy face popped up on the 4 Ever Yours Rescue page and we decided to open our hearts up once again to another, and in came Junior. A bundle of joy and happiness, who fit into our little pack of misfits perfectly. Our hearts were starting to heal from the pain of losing Samson. And then he too was taken from us. A routine procedure that was supposed to be nothing more than a brief worry and we’ll see you later in the afternoon. Instead, it left a hole in our chests. Two goodbyes, both devastating in different ways, left us with hollow, broken hearts, questioning why we choose to do this do ourselves. But life has a way of bringing together those who need each other most. At a shelter nearby waited a dog named Sonny. While his eyes were bright, he hid his pain behind them. Abandoned and unwanted and hurt badly. He flinched at sudden movements but still had to always keep humans within eyesight. Then Divya, saw a video of him posted by animal services, requesting a rescue to pull him so that he can continue to heal from his wounds in a less stressful environment. And while she knew that we were still grieving the sudden loss of Junior, as it only had been a week since we lost him, she still reached out asking if we’d be willing to foster Sonny. She felt it would be a good way to honor Junior. So, we agreed to foster Sonny, with no expectations of keeping him. 

Bringing Sonny home wasn’t about replacing Samson or Junior. It was about broken hearts

choosing to risk healing together. At first, Sonny panicked and rushed to the car to get away. While he loved getting attention from us, he was still so guarded. It was almost like he was waiting for the other shoe to drop, and he’d be kicked back on the road. Sonny had an injury on his front leg that was extensive and needed a lot of care to heal. So, every three days, we’d head down to the vet and get bandages changed. Every time, it was a struggle to get him out of the car. But little by little, Sonny began to come around and figured out that he wasn’t going to be left behind this time. Little by little, Sonny began to trust us. He became our shadow, especially to his foster mom. Never let her out of his sight. He began to give us hugs every chance he had. He finally started to feel secure in his surroundings, comfortable in our home. He began to play with toys, chew on bones, really letting his true self through. In his healing, we too found our own hearts healing too. The silence in the house filled again—with footsteps, with laughter, with the sound of love returning to where grief had once lived. It quickly became clear to family and friends what was happening, they all knew the announcement that would come but we believed that he was only a foster, his perfect home would come around eventually. But we were so wrong, he was destined to be a foster failure from get go because we were his perfect home. We couldn’t imagine not having his happy face, bulldozing hugs for greetings. There are times or moments when it feels as though Samson and Junior got together and helped Sonny find his way to us. Samson and Junior will never be forgotten. But Sonny carries those memories forward, not replacing them, but reminding us that love doesn’t vanish—it grows, it deepens, it carries us through even the hardest goodbyes.

Sonny wasn’t just adopted. He found his forever family, and we continue to heal our broken

hearts together. If it weren’t for 4 Ever Yours Rescue, we wouldn’t have had the opportunity

to meet Sonny and Sonny with us.