I thought we could make a thread with stories of rescues who made incredible turnarounds, since Nova's owner is having a tough time, it might help encourage her a little!
I have rescued a TON of animals, so I am only going to put one or two in this first post and maybe add more as the thread (hopefully) grows.
This is Thatcher. He will be a year old at the beginning of March. I rescued him last summer from a filthy aquarium at a pet shop. He was a terrible biter, also deaf and seeming to have vision problems. No one wanted him, and if he got sent back to the mill, they would have killed him instantly.
So, I took him in. He bit and bit and bit. I was covered in scabs and looked like I ran into a meat shredder for a long time. But after what seems like endless time outs each time he bit, it gradually slowed down...and months later, stopped almost completely (he does nip when excited). He has traded in violent biting for kissing, and will lick at me for as long as I let him. He is just a big lovebug now, a totally different animal. His coat is also soft and pretty, and he no longer smells so dreadful because he's eating a great diet (raw!).
I was told that no one could help him. I felt that way sometimes, especially when my other ferret got beat up by him and came to me crying and bleeding. But it all worked out and they are the best of friends now, and I am incredibly happy to have Thatcher. Fear because he couldn't see or hear well, and just plain lack of being with mom long enough, made him lash out. He learned that the world is not there to eat him, and now we're very close.
This is Tyrantorsaurus Rex, the tyrant of the coops.
And to give you some idea of size- he has grown a bit since this was taken
That is my hand...his feet are a bit bigger than my palms. He is truly an impressive sight to behold.
When I first got him, he looked like this (yes he's inside..)-
He was mean from day one. Had just started to crow, and had the worst attitude ever. As he grew he got even meaner.
Everyone would see his behavior and say, "No, don't go in there." And I always would. I could go to him, touch and pick him up. Something clicked between us that he has not found elsewhere. He has a girlfriend now, my meanest hen (who tries to kill other chickens) and they have finally accepted eachother.
I got beat up once pretty bad. It was dark and I opened the roost door. He flew out at me, hitting me square in the face and jabbing me with his claws and beak (at the time no spurs thank goodness). I had a swollen lip, was bleeding badly, pretty much looked like I got hit by a train once I fought him off and settled him down. The next day at work I got a lot of funny looks, haha. Since then he has never attacked severely and allows me to be at the top of the pecking order. I can pet him and love him. I know somewhere in there he loves me, too.
Has anyone else got "hopeless" rescues who ended up turning around?