We've had 3 or 4 dogs at one time for many years. All rescues someone threw away.
We refer to all of them as "purehearts." Their ability to shed the past and get happy again is always a wonderful thing to behold. Especially those who were abused. Love, patience, time, and treats works every time without fail.
We just had to help our 15 year old to "The Rainbow Bridge" last week. She had a tumor on her spine that made her limp on one back leg. The vet told us it would eventually get the other leg and leave her paralyzed, which is what happened, suddenly.
I met that sweet girl when she was a year old when I went to pull another dog from the rural shelter. Another rescue had already picked up the one I came for by the time I got there.
The female animal control person asked if I'd follow her 'in back.' There in the last kennel before 'the door' (euthanasia) was this super sweet large-ish dog.
"I found her under her owner's abandoned house still trying to take care of her dead puppies." (gulp)
When I went to offer this sweet dog a treat, she sat, tail gently wagging, and kissed my hand instead.
"Is there ANY way you could take her?," pleaded the woman. Well, how could I not?!
Took her home for a bath. A few days later, to the vet for shots and a spay, then another week to chill and recover from her surgery.
We had three of our own fur kids at the time. Longtime friends had just lost one of their two a couple weeks before. When I took her over to meet them, she sat in front of the husband and put her paw on his knee, tail wagging. They instantly fell in love with her.
Flash forward to 2018 ... The wife has diabetes and had to have her foot amputated. They could no longer care for her so she moved in with us. What a total sweetheart she was. Always near, tail always wagging. She had a lot of fun during her time with us and knew she was loved.