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Book Club & Noteworthy Reads / Re: Death by the Pound
« on: November 02, 2007, 07:29:20 am »
I used to volunteer with Spots 'n' Pals Overland Transport...th ey did ALOT of transport. To this day, if I am at a fast food restaurant anywhere near a highway on a weekend and see someone with dogs in their car, I wonder if they are transporters!
I got our Dolly on a transport run. I drove 90 miles to a shelter in Buckhannon, West Virginia to get several dogs, then took them another 150 miles to rescues. When I arrived, I learned that 16 of the 18 dogs were being rescued that day...the other 2 were being gassed at 4 o'clock. There was NO WAY I was walking out of that shelter and leaving them behind. I called a friend and badgered her into fostering one of them...that left Dolly. I took her home, and she and my husband fell madly in love within 2 days. That was more than 6 years ago, and I still call her "My Husband's Other Woman", lol. She is pudgy and spoiled and spends most of her time smiling, squeaking and farting, lol. She has the sweetest disposition of any dog I have ever met.
We have had several dogs that no one else wanted....that had strikes against them in a shelter environment: Pookapoo was old and had breath that could melt the paint off the walls. Ribbit's fur remains stringy no matter how much you brush him, and is a barking fool. Stubby was abused and is very timid. Zildjian is a Dalmatian, and was brought to the shelter during the time that the 101 movies were out and everyone was getting Dals and then dumping them. I could care less if my dogs are "undesirables". I looked at them with my heart instead of my eyes. I like to think that no one else wanted them because they were meant to be with me!!
I got our Dolly on a transport run. I drove 90 miles to a shelter in Buckhannon, West Virginia to get several dogs, then took them another 150 miles to rescues. When I arrived, I learned that 16 of the 18 dogs were being rescued that day...the other 2 were being gassed at 4 o'clock. There was NO WAY I was walking out of that shelter and leaving them behind. I called a friend and badgered her into fostering one of them...that left Dolly. I took her home, and she and my husband fell madly in love within 2 days. That was more than 6 years ago, and I still call her "My Husband's Other Woman", lol. She is pudgy and spoiled and spends most of her time smiling, squeaking and farting, lol. She has the sweetest disposition of any dog I have ever met.
We have had several dogs that no one else wanted....that had strikes against them in a shelter environment: Pookapoo was old and had breath that could melt the paint off the walls. Ribbit's fur remains stringy no matter how much you brush him, and is a barking fool. Stubby was abused and is very timid. Zildjian is a Dalmatian, and was brought to the shelter during the time that the 101 movies were out and everyone was getting Dals and then dumping them. I could care less if my dogs are "undesirables". I looked at them with my heart instead of my eyes. I like to think that no one else wanted them because they were meant to be with me!!
