adopt shelter dogs

the idea of just adopting a shelter dog without thinking about breed is so harmful. Like, there are people who just walk into a shelter and say “this one is cute I’ll take it” and then pat themselves on the fucking back because “adopt don’t shop” but then be 100% unprepared for that dog’s breed specific needs. A Herding dog will be energetic. A Bull-breed will have a high chance of dog reactivity. A Sighthound will have a prey drive. A Nordic breed will be vocal. These are all things you need to think about BEFORE you look for a dog. Don’t go into an adoption blind, rescue or not you are doing yourself and that dog no favors.

Why I Don’t Like ‘Adopt, Don’t Shop’

First of all, I’m not against adopting pets. I’ve adopted dogs before, me and my family used to foster dogs, I have nothing against the act of adopting animals. But, the hashtag adoptdontshop, the disrespect for breeders, some of the people who adopt out dogs, and some of the practices in adopting dogs, that’s what I have a problem with.

My Mom used to be a dog breeder. Used to be. The stigma of breeding and the increased laws that have gotten more and more ridiculous stopped her from being able to. Puppy mills are disgusting and should be stopped, but breeders are different than puppy mills. Even before the ridiculous restrictions, there were a lot of laws and regulations in breeding that made the treatment of dogs very important. It costs a lot to breed dogs, so very few do it as their main source of income or solely for the money. Pet shops and pretty much anything run by the Humane Society? Not so strict.

I’m not saying those dogs don’t deserve all the love and happiness in the world, because they do. But by spreading the message of ‘adopt, don’t shop’, you’re making them more popular, get more funding, and lasting longer. I’m not exactly sure what I want for the future of pet shops and adoption centers, but I don’t want them to be run the same way. It’s kind of like the mental institutions in the 1950′s and 1960′s. They were terrible, horrible places, but when they shut down they just put all the people in the street with no help. Thankfully, that’s changed, but I’m not sure how it could with animals. I’m not saying pet shops and adoption centers are as bad as mental institutions, far from it, but just the general ‘this place is bad, we need to figure out a better place, but how?’ of it.

Humane Society and PETA are a whole post unto themselves and one of these days I’ll make that post, but I’ll keep it short for this one. They’re bad organizations. ‘Adopt, Don’t Shop’ is giving them attention and money.

It’s also about people wanting brownie points for being a good person and enlightened and woke. Most of these people don’t know what the hell they’re talking about, some of them don’t even give a damn about the dogs, just looking good or being progressive. Talk to me about Animal Rights, Animal Rights Activists, the good and the bad, and then I’ll take you seriously. But if you’re just saying it to be like reality stars? Nah. I’ll educate as much as I can, though, because I think a lot of it is pure naivety. The more people know, the more they can make informed decisions.

Some people also can’t have dogs that they don’t know the breed of. There’s allergies, room requirements, and probably more reasons I don’t even know about. For example, a former co-worker of mine had a dog when she was younger. She thought if was a small breed dog, not sure exactly what because the pound didn’t know, but her and her family fell in love and adopted the dog. Three months later, the dog they thought was a small breed, probably a chihuahua, ended up being about 90 pounds. Not always the safest when you live in an apartment or rent somewhere.

There’s also a certain sense of entitlement in adopting. ‘I adopt, so I’m better’. Sometimes it’s more affordable to buy from a breeder, sometimes it’s safer in the long run - my Mom had everyone sign a contract that if, for whatever reason, the person or people couldn’t keep the dog, they had to give it back to her and she would take it back. It’s not like that with shelters and pet shops.

So, basically, I have no problem with adopting dogs, I have problems with the people who say it’s the only good or right way to do and who don’t look at it and really think about it.

Hey there! My name is Jaxon and I am looking for a human who gets me! Yah know, just someone on my wavelength. I am a deaf fella so I would like to find a family who knows what they’re doing with a guy like me. Do you have a “spot” in your home and heart? Call the Humane Animal Treatment Society in Mt. Pleasant, Michigan, at 989-775-0830! And yo…. reblog me, please? Love, Jaxon

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Who’s got four legs, is all white with a few black spots, and is named after a famous Disney movie character? PONGO!

This extra sweet dog at Williamson County Regional Animal Shelter near Austin, Texas, wants nothing more than the love and affection of a person to make his life as idyllic as a Disney movie.

True to any cartoon character, Pongo will put a smile on your face as he happily greets you with his signature wiggle butt dance, and the smile will remain while you further develop a bond with him through training - something Pongo will excel at since he is treat motivated!

Pongo is patiently waiting for his new family to come find him. Don’t delay - there may be 101 Dalmations, but there’s just one Pongo, and he insists that he be your one and only. Just call 512-943-3322 or visit pets.wilco.org.

Thanks to WCRAS Longtime Lovables for letting us know Pongo has been waiting a long time and needs a boost! Let’s hit that reblog button hard!

Me: Hey, Ducky. Do you know what today is?

Ducky: Yes. The present day, time, or age; this day; the present time.

Me: Technically you are correct. But do you know specifically what makes this day special?

Ducky: I do believe today is Extra Treat Day.

Me: Not at all.

Ducky: According to my calendar it is.

Me: You don’t have a calendar.

Ducky: Which explains why we missed it last year. 

Me: Today is National Adopt A Shelter Pet Day!

Ducky: Hey! I was a shelter pet!

Me: That is correct!

Ducky: However should we celebrate?

Me:

Ducky:

Me:

Ducky: Hey! I have an idea!

Me: Is the idea that you and I should post a conversation where we remind everyone that shelter pets are awesome and that anyone who wants a pet should always look to see if a shelter pet is right for them?

Ducky:

Me:

Ducky: That was not my idea.

Me: But?

Ducky: But it’s a pretty good one. If all the pets in shelters had homes like this they’d be happier.

Me: And the people that adopted them would be happier.

Ducky: Did adopting me make you happier?

Me: Yup!

Ducky: I knew that was going to be your answer. But if you’re going to post this it’s helpful for you to verbalize your inner monologue so the reader…

Me: No need to pull the curtain back so far, Ducky.

Ducky: Dilutes the message?

Me: A bit.

Ducky: Stay on topic? 

Me: When possible.

Ducky: How about a slogan?

Me: Okay.

Ducky: Celebrate National Adopt A Ducky Day: Being Adopted Is Quite A Treat!

Me:

Ducky: It’s a call back. Shelter pets are famous for call backs.

Me: I love you, Ducky.

Ducky: I love you, Daddy.

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Look at my “now” picture… really look at it! Aren’t I shiny and good and pretty?

I’m Annabelle, and I wasn’t too shiny when I first came to Last Chance Ranch in Quakertown, Pennsylvania. I was on the streets and sick and injured, and couldn’t even walk, like you can see in my “before” picture. Fortunately, they saved me from a Terrible Fate, and now I’m healthy and perfect!

I love to play with my dog friends here, and snuggle in my blankets, and play fetch for hours! I love my volunteer friends, too.

But the days are dragging on and on… and my other friends get adopted, and I get left behind. I’ve tried to be more patient, but I guess I’m not very good at that.

Will you help me? If you live near me, maybe you could come see me and find out if I could be part of your family? And if you don’t… could you just hit that little reblog link? It makes miracles happen!

My friends are monitoring the email at pets@lastchanceranch.org in case you have any questions. I’m waiting to hear it say they have mail… hope in my heart and a wag in my tail!

Hurry! I love you!

Annabelle

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We’re celebrating National Adopt-a-Shelter-Pet Day with a little booklet about the Bide-A-Wee Home for Friendless Animals. Founded at the start of the 20th century, it was ahead of its time with a commitment to “never destroy an animal unless incurable.” 

Bide-A-Wee Home Association, Inc. The Bide-A-Wee story: the home for friendless animals. 1954. New-York Historical Society.

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Once upon a time, there was a dog named Ginger.

Ginger woke up one morning when she was 8 years old, poked her head out of her blankie, then got up and went out and got into her car.

Her foster mom followed her there and asked, “What are you doing out here, Ginger?” (Actually she used her nickname, Gigi.)

Ginger answered, “It’s time I had a home of my own.”

“That’s true,” said her foster mom. “But how… wait! I know! We’ll write to the Shelter Pet Project!”

So she sat down and wrote this letter:

Dear Shelter Pet Project,

I have the best foster dog in the world. Her name is Ginger and she is literally made of pure, true-blue love. Just being in the same room as her is a privilege!

She loves to cuddle, snuggle, ride in the car, go for walks, and play. All the things you want from a dog! She can even live with another calm dog. It’s amazing!

Can you please ask your followers to share her everywhere, and help us find this beautiful dog the home she needs and deserves and longs for?

Sincerely,

Ginger’s Foster Mom

What could we do? Who could resist? Not us… and we hope, not you!

Want to live happily ever after with Ginger “Gigi” the Perfect Dog? Contact the Providence Animal Center at adoptions@providenceac.org or 610-566-1370. They’re located at 555 Sandy Bank Road, Media, Penn., 19063!

The End… or The Beginning?