Meet Kylo, the rescue dog who’s overflowing with gratitude for his second chance at life. Saved from a shelter, Kylo’s heartwarming desire is to snuggle and embrace his human mom the moment she steps into their home.
Meghan Sweers, Kylo’s new owner, shares their heartwarming story. “As soon as I sit down to remove my shoes, he eagerly climbs into my lap, seeking comfort,” Meghan says. “If I delay our cuddle time, he follows me around, wearing the most soulful, pleading expression until I finally give in and hold him.”
But life wasn’t always this perfect for Kylo. When he was just 10 months old, he found himself surrendered to a shelter. After a period in a foster home with no one showing interest in the goofy dog, fate smiled upon Kylo when Sweers and her husband came into his life.
Kylo’s first night in their home couldn’t have been better. “He nestled into my lap, tucking his head under my chin, and serenaded us with his gentle snores,” Sweers reminisces. “From that moment, my husband and I knew he was meant to stay with us.”
Now, Kylo, the dog with a penchant for hugging, is forever grateful for the loving forever home he’s found. He radiates love and warmth to everyone he encounters. As Meghan puts it, “He has an endearing way of winning people over, quite insistently, by settling into their laps and dozing off peacefully.” Kylo’s unwavering affection is a testament to the transformative power of love and second chances.
An Early Second Chance
On my way to work as a vet technician a few weeks ago, I saw what looked like a sock or shirt laying in the road. I didn’t think much of it.
About 15 minutes later a woman came in holding a box and said she found a kitten on the road, and she thinks it is still alive. My heart sank knowing I drove right past this sweet girl without thinking twice. I took her into the exam room and the doctor decided she may have a broken jaw and some head trauma. We administered a steroid injection, subcutaneous fluids, pain medication, and started her on antibiotics.
The first two days were not great for her. She was in some pain and could not hold her head upright. On day 3, she was starting to improve, she was less stuffy, her head was upright, and she was eating well from a syringe.
I decided to take her home and continue her care there, and bring her to work with me every day. Since then this little girl has blossomed into quite the firecracker! She is still syringe feeding, as she is only about 4 weeks old, maybe 5, and she loves to chase my feet when I walk!
If it weren’t for the woman finding her, this little girl wouldn’t have stood a chance out there along the road. My husband decided to name her Nook, and she is settling in quite well at home with our three other cats.
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