We are adopting out our remaining adoptable pets, and still have about 12 dogs. Several are very adoptable, but they don't look like a specific breed, so they get passed over. We also have shy pets that are scared of everyone except me, like Lizzy and Glory - and these leftover animals need your donations for the occasional dental, medications, annual rabies shots, and special food for the ones who have trouble eating. Please send us a little donation to help our "retirees"! There are several Paypal buttons on this page, and our "snail mail" address is above.
Click on their pictures read their stories. Some are shy with people, but would love to be your outdoor dog, playing happily with your other dog. Some are older, but they still deserve a sunset home with people who understand they had dfficult beginnings, and will give you love as best they can.
If you'd like to see a pet, I can meet you in the evenings after my "real" job that pays for the animals' upkeep, or Friday through Sunday - I'll drive a "fur piece" to find a great home for one of my "kids"!
Scroll down to read the stories about these animals.
I found her Thanksgiving week near my home in Banks County. She was nosing around for food in the roadside trash. I have never seen an emaciated animal that was that bad, and still alive.
I tried to approach her, but she ran off toward the woods, toward a beatup trailer I had been to for a yard sale.
I asked the family if the puppy was theirs. They said yes, that one of their female "yard dogs" had another litter, and it was the only one left - the others had been killed by a dog up the road, or died of parvo. "The kids were mean to it, so it won't come near us anymore." It couldn't get enough food because the yard dogs didn't let her eat - they were too hungry themselves. Their diet was white bread with a little dog food when these folks had extra money.
I went home and got my bigger trap, and asked the family to catch the puppy. She went in the trap the next morning. I brought her home, and very carefully noosed her and took her out of the trap. She didn't bite me, but her look of terror made me extra cautious.
I fed her a little and after an hour or so, picked her up and put her on my lap. For the next 3 days, she buried her nose in the corner of my armchair, hoping that I would go away, I guess, if she couldn't see me. I named her Glory. She was about 4 months old, and about 5 pounds.
The people who live in the trailer are extremely poor, and extremely depressed, too, I think - trash everywhere, lifeless responses to my questions and comments. The people are sad, and the dogs are sad. Since then I've spay/aborted Glory's mother (see Mama Girl in my pet list) she was about to have another litter. She lives with me, too, while I treat her for heartworm.
So Happy Thanksgiving, Glory, you won't suffer anymore. Maybe someone will see you online, and want to help you have a good life. She is learning to play, and licks my chin now, instead of hidng her head so she can't see me. The last picture was taken 5/31/09 - she is a beautiful brindle girl, part beagle and part who knows, about 35 pounds, still shy, but happy with her 4-legged friends, who she still trusts more than me.
I found him near a farm in Maysville in March '09. It took me 4 hours to shave 5 years of matted hair off his body (the 3rd picture is about 2/3 of the matt - compare it to the 8-inch scissors next to it). His right eye is permanently damaged, and his left ear was so horribly infected I got nauseous when I saw it. If Banks County had a shelter, Donald could have been turned in, and his suffering ended years ago. Banks County government is mostly farmers whose only concern is making money on livestock. Domestic pets have no monetary value, unlike the chickens, hogs and cows the farmers can sell or eat.
Donald has a new home, he goes to school every day with his new owner, and works with special needs children. Everyone deserves a life, and has a purpose in God's world.
To see a slideshow of Donald, Before and After, cut and paste this link into a new browser window, and click on the first picture that says slideshow:
Many humane societies and rescue groups like us are private agencies. We get no county, state or federal funding at all. All our expenses come out of our adoption fees, and from people like you. Our Paypal button below makes it easy to send us $5 - $5.75 buys a bag of dogfood, for instance. Our address is above, if you prefer to send donations by mail. Thanks!
These before and after pictures show Carolina (black cocker - intake 7/15/06), Harold (shitzu, adopted), and Prince (one of 12 maltese mixes we took in, all 12 adopted). This kind of neglect takes years, and it takes hours to undo just the grooming part of it - so please click our Donation Button below - $5 sharpens our blades - there's always another Matted Mystery waiting for us! $1 feeds one of our geriatric cats for a week - we buy them senior food so their kidneys stay healthy.
Donate an Orphanage-Tested Kuranda Pet BedI bought one bed a few months ago, and none of my foster dogs have even tried to eat it! Even the lab puppy! So we've signed up with Kuranda Dog Beds because we have proved to our satisfaction that they are durable, chew proof and easy to clean. And the dogs - and cats - love them. They're specially good for our senior citizens, who really appreciate something soft to lie on. If you would like to donate a bed to us, click here. Thanks!
Our Adoptable Pets in Northeast Atlanta
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