shelter dog


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 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!



Here’s to the terrified shelter dogs, paralyzed with fear, that only need a kind word and soft hand to help them open up… if only people would give them the chance.

This poor pup was brought in as a stray. He sits motionless in his kennel, wide eyed and terrified of any who may pass by. Like so many before him, all he needed was a little reassurance. He went from growling in fear, to climbing in my lap in a matter of seconds. The shelter environment is scary for many dogs.. I just wish people realized that the terrified dog they see in the shelter is typically not the one they would see at home.

I am so proud of how far this crazy herder mutt has come in such a short amount of time. She came to me an under-exercised, under-stimulated, untrained demon-beast with behavior issues that the average pet owner can’t handle.

That I didn’t know how to handle.

Now, almost three years later, I understand her. I am able to listen and communicate with her, and she has taught me so much about dog behavior and rehabilitation. Korra may not have been the dog that I wanted (at first), but she is definitely the dog that I needed.

Today, I can take this pointy-eared demon dog on a 30min + walk offlead (with the leash dragging, as there are leash laws) around the neighborhood, passing dogs, cars, and all sorts of distractions without breaking a heel. She is confident, she trusts in me, and I reward her with freedom and unconditional love.

For those of you who struggle with your dog’s behavior problems, I understand you. I was you. We were lucky enough to find an amazing dog trainer to help us along in our journey, who gave us hope when we were in our darkest hour.

I an so glad I didn’t give up on Korra because my life would have been very different if I had.