Animal Transport

This little guy came into Animal Control at Death’s door step. He was very sick and weighed very little. The medical staff nursed him back to life with a lot of love and antibiotics. Today I pulled him and transported him to a rescue in Mission Hills in the valley. All is well for him.

BUT, his little cell mate about the same age was being visited by a potential private adopter and the little guy scratched the person. So what does the staff do? Put the little guy in 10 days quarantine. Anyone who has dealt with puppies knows they scratch and bite. Goes with the territory. Can you imagine how long 10 days is to a pup? Someone there needs to get a dose of common sense. Totally uncalled for. I had them put a note in his file that I will pull him at the end of the quarantine period, if he is still alive, and take him to a rescue. Let’s see in 10 days how it turns out.

After delivering the dogs to Mindy’s I had to proceed directly to Carls Boarding in Santa Paula and collect Bacardi for the meet up with a transporter from the valley who was going to drive them to Long Beach where they will meet up with a transporter going north to Canada. Along the way I stopped by Irma’s Last Green Mile Rescue and collected the 4 fuzzies that had a great time at her place. She bathed and trimmed them down as best she could and did an outstanding job with these little guys. They really, really, didn’t want to leave her place. Probably the best care they have ever received. I waited while Irma said goodbye to each and every one and if dogs could cry, I am sure a tear was shed as we drove away.

Thank you Irma for all your hard work and I know the sadness you felt as we were leaving. They will always remember you.