Who We Are and What We Do
We are currently a private (working solely on donations and out-of-pocket), no-kill, cage-free, in-home rescue organization that works to rescue dogs and cats as strays, relinquished pets, and pound rescues from all over
Mexico and California.
We get them the medical attention they need along with spaying/neutering, vaccinations, flea and tick treatments, deworming, then adopt them out to loving, qualified homes in the U.S. only.
Rescuees are considered high priority as they have nowhere to go and usually need medical attention.We place all animals in our home by level of emergency (dogs/cats with no home), then by a first come, first served basis.
Although we can only provide space for 10 dogs (more or less depending on size) and 10 cats, each animal receives personal, one-on-one care 24 hours a day 7 days a week by myself, volunteers, and some loving friendship from my own pets.
All rescued animals live in my home and yard:
Cats are free-fed.
Dogs have the fenced-in yard area.
They have run of the yard fit with dog houses and beds, dog toys, and chews.
All dogs sleep indoors in individual crates for 8 hours per night as well as stay indoors during particularly cold or rainy weather.
All dogs are on a daycare-like scheduled with feedings that include breakfast, lunch (for puppies only), midday snack with a 30min. nap (done in respective crates when I am available), and dinner time with dental treats for dessert when available.
We will never become a cage-bound rescue.
No dog/cat will be euthanized (put down) unless affected with a deadly, transmissible disease (ex. Canine/Feline Distemper) or is deemed aggressive/dangerous to the other rescued animals and/or people.
With those exceptions, under no circumstances will an animal be put down. Dogs and cats can stay as long as it takes for them to find their forever homes.
All expenses are out-of-pocket and through generous donations.
My Own Volunteer Efforts
While rescue work keeps me on the run, I still find time to volunteer my time to the following:
I am an aggressive, occasional protestor for their campaigns in the San
Diego County area. Check out their latest protests and information at:
How It All Started/Bio 2009
My ex-boyfriend and I moved to Tijuana from living in San Diego all my life in January of 2009.
Due to loss of jobs and hard economic times, it was time to start spending what little we had wisely and making the most of what we had. After taking my 3 cats at the time (Roku, Cosmo, and Cookie) with us, we headed South of the Border and took up residence in a large apartment complex 5 minutes drive from the San Ysidro Border at Infonavit Rio. After only a week upon arrival, I couldn't help but notice how many beat up looking, hungry dogs there were roaming the streets, dodging cars and searching for a meal. Being an animal lover, I wanted to make a difference, but didn't know quite how to, and decided instead on finding a job in San Diego before adding to my situation.
Late February 2009, my ex and I bought what little groceries we could afford at the local Ley supermarket. Upon returning home, a cute little Mexican girl caught my eye as she looked desperately in need of help. She was holding a little rug like a baby. As we made our way across the street to pass her, she spoke to me in Spanish telling me that she couldn't keep her puppy and we had to take it or she wouldn't be let back in the house. I bent down and unwrapped the rug to find a chubby, sleeping puppy inside. After a short discussion of pros and cons with my ex, we decided to take the puppy, letting the little girl know that it would be in good hands.
After arriving home, I checked the sex of the puppy and determined it was a female. So I laid her down with some blankets and rushed back to the store to purchase puppy milk. From the store I hurried home to find the little puppy still fast asleep on her blankets and I decided to just let her sleep. I'm sure she'd had a rough day. That night, I would wake up at the slightest noise and check up on her. She was ready for some food! She drank up and quickly nuzzled my arms and drifted back to sleep.
The next day we pondered about what her name should be. After throwing out many names, we settled on naming her Lola. Reason being, she was our little Mexican puppy, and the name just seemed to fit. We still have no idea what kind of dog she is. Maybe a Cocker Spaniel and something else.
As Lola grew and continued to be a ball of fun, I came home from work one April evening to find a newspaper selling women in Tijuana holding a tiny little puppy. I must be a puppy magnet, so I asked her why she had it and she told me she was selling it for 200 pesos (approx. $15 give or take). She proceeded to explain that it was an unwanted gift given to her and she wanted it gone. I told her I'd be back in 15 minutes. I almost ran home to get my ex's opinion. With much debate, we decided to go under the condition that if Lola didn't like the puppy, we wouldn't bring it home.
We made it to the woman and let Lola have a sniff. I was trying to gather as much info as I could on the little puppy. We determined it was a male, 1 month old, and that he was a pitbull/boxer mix. As I looked down at Lola and the puppy, they were already playing. I gave the lady 200 pesos and took the little guy home, knowing he was going to be well taken care of.
After viewing him a few days, we realized he looked so cute charging at everything. Like a bulldozer, so we decided to name him Dozer. He's growing so quickly that I can swear he gets bigger from the time I take care of him in the morning, to the time I come back home from work! Lola and Dozer play around like such maniacs!
In late April, I was shopping at Ralphs in Downtown and noticed a dog flyer in the checkout area. It advertised the Walk For Animals, hosted by the Humane Society of San Diego. I signed up, raised some funds to give to the society (thank you friends, family, and coworkers!), and Lola, my ex, and myself headed to Mission Bay to take part in the charitable event in May. After a long day of visiting vendors and taking part in contests, what I thought about during our bus ride home was not only how we'd have to go next year, but of how one person can make a difference in the lives of many animals.
I then proceeded to submit many applications to become a foster pet parent for many organizations. After fostering a mother/daughter pair of labrador/jack russel dogs, and realizing the problems of volunteering as a foster for this disorganized rescue that will remain unnamed, I decided I could do this better myself and started my own rescue officially on May 31st. So that's how I came to start.
(Update: Dozer contracted Canine Distemper and was euthanized over the 4th of July weekend. Lola and I will never forget you.RIP Dozer 3/?/2009-7/5/2009)
If you've read this far, I salute you and I hope my story was as interesting as I thought it was living it.
Jessica (that's me!)
Born and raised in San Diego, CA on 10/7/1986. Hobbies include animals, videogames, and making a difference.