So yesterday we drove to the facility. Three corridors of lonesome dogs. Heartbreaking!
We walked all three while many sad eyes watched us. There were many chihuahua-types and many pit bull types and many "heinz 57" types. The mixes are OK but I don't want either of the first two. Jake, the labadoodle was cute, but sported a "I've been adopted" sign so we moved on.
Near the end of the next row was Nigel. He was one of the few dogs that was not barking. A lady was talking to him and he seemed to respond. He sat when she commanded and licked her fingers. She moved on and we approached. He came right up to us as we talked to him. After a few minutes the worker stopped by and we asked if we could take him for a walk. An hour later, after starting to fall for this big guy, we decided it was time to see how Mollie would respond. I fetched her from the car and we introduced them. Of course, Mollie was her usual self when she meets another dog, she is all gruff ( short barks, hair up) and then it usually subsides. Nigel was not aggressive, but was VERY excited to meet her. Too excited probably. He was so much bigger that her.
Between her reluctance and Nigel's large size and the danger of him hurting her, just in playing, we decided that Nigel would not be a good fit for us. It is funny how quickly we became attached to this creature.
If you are thinking of getting a dog, try this place. It is clean and the staff seem to really care about their canine friends. The staff has a say in who they allow to adopt their dogs. I applaud their devotion. I am going to inquire about volunteering when we return home.
Donations of food, dog beds, leashes, or money are always needed, by the way.
http://www.clackamas.us/k9man/adoptpet.jsp
Nigel
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