Today I met another transporter who brought Molly up from a shelter way south of L.A. Upon meeting Molly, I just couldn’t understand how she landed in a shelter. It’s not unheard of that when a senior goes into a hospice or hospital, first thing the kids do is dump the dog or cat at the nearest shelter. I sure wouldn’t want those folks around me. Well, that’s what happened to poor Molly. The rescue she is with now is working overtime to get her into a loving new and improved home ASAP. First time someone sees her I know she will be adopted quickly. So sad to be thought of as disposable by some; but thankfully not by all.

Today was a rather fast turnaround for these two pairs. Once out of the shelter, they were loaded in another transport vehicle for a trip to the vets to get current on their shots. Then they went to boarding to await their transport up north. No time to sight see for these guys, we were just trying to get everything done to make the next transport. Once they are at the rescue they will be closer to finding their forever homes. People don’t realize all that goes into getting everyone ready to go and on their way. Lots of work by many dedicated folks, all working with one goal in mind: finding homes for these guys while keeping them safe.