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Dogs
Hours
Miles
First Mission, A Rescue Gone Bad...
My first mission flying puppies, I was to later learn, was referred to as a ‘rescue gone bad’, as instead of all the puppies ending up at their intended destination, one came home with me. I flew the third of three legs that day, the dogs having originated in SC. After spending the morning in various airplanes, we let the pups stretch their legs. One left her siblings and followed me to the door, and as I picked her up joking about her trying to come home with me, she started licking my face.
Recent Rescues
Inspired by what you’ve seen? Take some time to read about our other rescue missions, we’ve got a long road ahead of us, but rest assured we’ll keep you up to date!