The latest shipment of doomed animals arrived at the shelter last Saturday night, 730pm. There were about seven of them. Consider them the lucky ones, selected among many who will end up gassed in animal control facilities in the South. Driven by pure love and pity, certain individuals take to the road with the dogs in search of a place of safety, usually a shelter in the North. I have done transport myself, but those were only one-hour legs between New Jersey and Connecticut. Those unknown heroes of animal welfare, kindred spirits, they make the world a better place. Imagine the time, effort, and fuel that goes into these life-saving transports. Not too long ago in our country's history, a similar transport system was in effect. That was known as the Underground Railroad.
My new favorite at the shelter is among these dogs. She's a Chihuahua-Pug mix named Kaylie. What a joyful dog she is! Kaylie loves to play. Even when alone in her cage, Kaylie roughhouses with a stuffed animal. Then she is startled to see my face peering through the bars, and she goes into a spiral maneuver as if screwing herself into the floor---her invitation to be picked up. A great dog but a homeless one, Kaylie's status could change sooner than the others since small dogs are adopted quicker than the rest. I know that Kaylie will charm her way out of the shelter for sure.
Bloomingdale Animal Shelter Society
UPDATE: Adopted Feb. 5, 2010