Today I went to the south L.A. shelter to pick up a dog I had put a CTA on and had it sent to the vets to get fixed and be ready to go today. Well it didn’t work out that way. He had been adopted out the same day I put the CTA on him, so he was gone. A second dog was there and already fixed so he was ready to go, but his brother was still there and nobody wanted him. Well I couldn’t seperate them so I called the rescue and they said fine, take him too. So I did. He is the short haired one. I pulled both of them and off to boarding we went to await the transport going north next week. At least they are both alive and will be together from here on.
Today I went to the Camarillo shelter and picked up a boxer for a rescue and delivered her to a vet clinic in the valley. She was so sweet and gentile. Just a lovely girl. She was very good on the leash, which means she had a very good previous owner and maybe some training. You can’t help but wonder why someone would put all this effort and care into her, then just turn her over to the shelter. Maybe they tried to find a home for her, but couldn’t. We will never know; but at least she has a chance now.