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Saturday, May 28, 2011

Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels.   

I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her.  

I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she wouldn't be afraid. 


As she stopped at my kennel I blocked her view from a little accident I had in the back of my cage.  

I didn't want her to know that I hadn't been walked today.  

Sometimes the shelter keepers get too busy and I didn't want her to think poorly of them. 


As she read my kennel card I hoped that she wouldn't feel sad about my past.  
I only have the future to look forward to and want to make a difference in someone's life. 


She got down on her knees and made little kissy sounds at me.  I shoved my shoulder and side of my head up against the bars to comfort her.  

Gentle fingertips caressed my neck; she was desperate for companionship. 


A tear fell down her cheek and I raised my paw to assure her that all would be well.

Soon my kennel door opened and her smile was so bright that I instantly jumped into her arms.  

I would promise to keep her safe.  I would promise to always be by her side.

I would promise to do everything I could to see that radiant smile and sparkle in her eyes.  

I was so fortunate that she came down my corridor.  

So many more are out there who haven't walked the corridors.  

So many more to be saved.  At least I could save one. 


I rescued a human today.



  • At 7:09 AM, Blogger vlaam said…

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  • At 7:12 AM, Blogger vlaam said…

    That's exactly how it felt when we walked the corridors of the SPCA five years ago, peering into the cages and looking at the cage cards. Remi picked my husband immediately as someone who needed him very much. He rescued a human that day, and has his forever home :)

  • At 11:42 AM, Blogger Sue said…

    I had the same experience when I adopted my dear basset, Beau, from the Stockton shelter. He chose me and wasn't going to let me get away without taking him home. In years to come, I'll always remember that happy smile he gave me from behind the bars of that cage. If a dog can look that happy in such a place, I knew he must be a great dog. And he is. He makes me laugh every day. I think some higher power helped me find him on and guided me to that shelter which was so well hidden in the town I'm surprised anyone ever finds it. I got hopelessly lost but finally made my way to where he was waiting for me to rescue him. I'll always be so glad I did. He is far and away the best dog I've ever had, and that's saying a heck of a lot!


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