Today I took my recently adopted rescue girl Noel to meet her new vet. I didn't really give any thought to it but now I realize this is the first time we have gone out in public together. We've only had her about a month now, and it is dead of winter here, so not much going out. In her past life, Noel was a puppy mill mama. She was overbred and her under carriage shows dramatic signs of that. She also suffers from bad skin allergies, which went untreated for probably as long as she had them. When I think about this poor dog having to endure pregnancy after pregnancy all the while itching and having to endure the puppy messes and nursing with broken open skin it just makes me so sad. With all that behind her, thanks to the Rescue who without hesitation saved her, she is well on the way to recovery. Anyways, back to the story...so at the Vet's everyone who saw her had a reaction to her. One couple commented on her being so "nippley" (really, that's what they said). I explained her story to them, and the lady sort of teared up while the man still couldn't get over how nippley she was. Another man came in and immediately bent down (after asking)to pet her. He thought she was just beautiful. We talked for a few minutes, and then he went to the counter to check in. I could not help but overhear that he was there to have his own beloved dog sent to the bridge. In the middle of filling out the form he spun around and looked at Noel again. He asked me did I have the number handy for the rescue where I had gotten her. I gave him the number. My family and I spend a lot of time in the summer and fall months traveling to many states and the dogs meet many people. I think Miss Noel is going to be spreading the good word about rescues every where we go, and the bad word about puppy mills and byb, too.