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Omar

Omar: he's not just a dog to me. It's been almost 2 years since I lost my boxer of 10 years, Lexi. It was the hardest thing I've gone thru. I felt so much guilt even though I knew it was time. I never wanted to get another dog and go through that pain again. People who don't know would never know by looking at me that I'm a survivor. On the outside I'm normal, on the inside I'm a hot mess. On December 20, 2000, I was t-boned by a large SUV and spun around. I hit my head when the passenger seat was actually turned sideways and pushed all the way to the driver's seat. I blacked out for (I'm guessing) 30 seconds to a minute. When I came to I was so cold, all the windows were gone except the windshield. So in shock I just climbed out and went to the other vehicle while we waited for the ambulance. The first responders got there and were actually digging thru the ditch looking for me. When I told them I was the driver they all looked at me in shock and the one thing I remember is hearing "you're the driver? How did you walk away from that? I was expecting to find someone deceased when I came up on this!" After years of testing, diagnosing, and therapy fast forward to 2020. I've learned to try to live with the effects of that day but some days are real struggles. When I said I never wanted a dog again because I didn't want to feel that pain again is because my feelings (both physical and emotional)are now ten fold a normal person anymore. Sadness, excitement, anger, pain, are all heightened so more than normal. Mentally, I have a traumatic brain injury, closed head injury, severe PTSD, depression, and anxiety as a result of this accident. Physically, I was told I would notice more problems when I got older. This year it was discovered I have a herniated disc in my neck and it's most likely just the beginning of more to come. I don't know how I happened to link to Rejection Collection, I'll call it fate. Omar was the first dog I found and fell in love with him right away. He was supposed to be in Hudson, WI that day for a meet and greet so I talked to my fiancée, Sheila and she agreed we could go meet him. So we drove 3 hours, and we was amazing! We filled out the adoption paperwork and then sadly found out we were too late and Omar had been adopted. I put our process on hold because I felt Omar was the one for me and he was now in a home. I continued to watch the dogs come and go at Rejection Collection but didn't feel any were the right fit for me. For some reason, on my birthday and our 5th anniversary I was awake at 6 am and for some random reason I checked the available dogs. Omar was back!!!! I couldn't hold my excitement! I woke up Sheila and told her "Omar's back!" We had put our application process on hold so I started contacting people wanting to reactivate it! Then find out, Omar will be in Hudson again that day! So off we went, 3 hours to see this boy again! Two weeks later, Omar came home! Omar is my antidepressant, my sedative, and my calmness. We have already noticed a change in my behaviors. I'm able to sleep so much better, this week i slept thru the night all week verses getting up 5 times or more like I was. I feel calmer. I drove home through some gross snowy weather just thinking of how much I wanted to get home to Sheila and Omar. What normally would have put me in a panic, the thoughts of those two being there at the end of the drive kept me calm. Omar has quickly become part of the family. He fits in well with his snoring, farting, and drooling. He is so loved and while we are all still learning about each other he has bonded with each one of us. He loves his human brother, Bryce and even doesn't mind Bryce's guitar. He has a moody cat brother, Bentley but Omar just ignores his bad moods and loves his good moods. We are now one big happy family!