This was her usual sad position during her stay at the pound, and I strongly suspected that the two dogs were bonded, and that they were somebody’s dogs . . . either lost during a crisis or stolen. So it was important for me to get both together.
Every time an owner just tosses the dog in a backyard or worse, chains him or her, and doesn’t take the time to bond with and teach or train the dog properly, the potential for random killing at the pound increases.
Sometimes, looking at their picture is enough to make a connection and you know that dog belongs with you. But that only works if you believe that there is no such thing as a “bad dog,” accept the dog with any quirks and baggage he comes with, and are willing to work through it.
Rescuers are reporting that recently there has been an increase in dog thefts . . . adopters not abiding by contracts and selling the dogs on craigslist, and/or giving the dog away.
He was in love with Libby, probably spent lifetimes trying to find her, and now that he did, was not going to settle for anything else. And Libby heard him.
Our mission is to rescue, re-train and re-home, and the contract states clearly that the adoption fee is considered a “donation” and not a selling price. I look forward to the day when at least our companion animals will never be “for sale” again, and instead under our “guardianship”, and not merely our property