This is a really incredible and touching book about animals, the people who've rescued them, and vice versa. The photos are gorgeous, too. It's not always pleasant to read, and there are some stories of abuse (both human and animal) which will threaten to stay in your head forever, but they are always balanced by happy ending. I unfortunately couldn't bring myself to give the book five stars because it seemed oddly biased in a number of ways. A disproportionate number of rescuers live in Oregon or Virginia, and I would have preferred it if the authors had tried to stretch their travels. More pointedly, a disproportionate number of rescuers are extremely wealthy. The average poor or middle class person in "Saved" tells a story of their one adopted pet. In contrast, the people who routinely rescue a dozen or more animals are rich country club members with inherited wealth, or owners of successful tech companies, for example. I think that sends the wrong message, and tells the reader that if you aren't rich, you can't make a larger difference. I know many, many "average Janes/Joes" who routinely rescue and place abandoned dogs and cats, and they do it from their middle-class home or even from their mobile home in the trailer park. They need to seek donations to support their work in many cases, but they still make an incredible difference. I would have loved to have seen cat rescuer Jody Harmon profiled in here -- living on disability, Jody nevertheless manages to trap, spay/neuter, and adopt out literally hundreds of cats. She doesn't live on a sprawling estate of many acres, or have a second home in Florida -- she lives in a small rental house and has figured out how to accomplish her goals without benefit of a stock portfolio. We can all make a difference, even if just by fostering one or two animals on a regular basis, and I think "Saved" does a disservice by devoting so little attention to the little guy.
One more complaint... I don't know why the book included the story of the hunter who adopted a baby deer he named "Little Buck". I thought it was wonderful that a man who used to kill deer had instead fostered a loving, respectful relationship with one he raised from a bottle, but I was disgusted to find out that the man still goes and hunts deer! I was even more disturbed by the fact that he takes his pet deer to watch while he shoots adults and butchers them. If the moral of this story had been that the hunter no longer hunted because of his respect for Little Buck, I would have understood its inclusion. Otherwise, it's just a story of a self-centered man who's apparently incapable of emotional growth. I feel sorry for the legitimate animal rescuers whose stories were omitted from "Saved" to make room for this pointless piece.