fureverywhere
beloved friend who will always be with us in spiri
- Location
- Northern NJ, USA
I read in a magazine not to long ago asking people about holiday traditions. One thing that stood out was someone who gifts their local animal rescue every year. I thought that was a lovely idea. The shelter where we got Callie is county animal control. Just six kennels and dog enclosures, then inside cages lining the inside for smaller dogs, cats and whatever other critters show up.
It's high kill and poorly funded, but I know they try their best. Rescue groups are welcome to come in and I'm sure they reach out, especially for the little guys who are easy to place. At first I thought of finding out exact count of " inmates". Then I thought what the heck...I went to the local dollar store and filled up a gift bag.
Baby blankets, squeaky toys for the big boys, soft toys for the small, catnip mice, a bag of dog biscuits and one of cat treats. Today my daughter put it on their door knob. As I waited for her in the lot, out wandered an AmBull and a boxer mix. Poor things, maybe I should've tossed toys over the fence? You wish in your heart you could save them all.
I remember when we adopted Callie. They gave us a sad little toy he slept with. It was so drooly and muddy I tossed it in the sewer. A new squeaky for a pup who is sleeping on concrete. Best you can do is pray and wish them all forever homes. Sophie is dog aggressive now. But if I could...wish you could save them all.
It's high kill and poorly funded, but I know they try their best. Rescue groups are welcome to come in and I'm sure they reach out, especially for the little guys who are easy to place. At first I thought of finding out exact count of " inmates". Then I thought what the heck...I went to the local dollar store and filled up a gift bag.
Baby blankets, squeaky toys for the big boys, soft toys for the small, catnip mice, a bag of dog biscuits and one of cat treats. Today my daughter put it on their door knob. As I waited for her in the lot, out wandered an AmBull and a boxer mix. Poor things, maybe I should've tossed toys over the fence? You wish in your heart you could save them all.
I remember when we adopted Callie. They gave us a sad little toy he slept with. It was so drooly and muddy I tossed it in the sewer. A new squeaky for a pup who is sleeping on concrete. Best you can do is pray and wish them all forever homes. Sophie is dog aggressive now. But if I could...wish you could save them all.