Today I went to the shelter to pull a 6 lb. little ball of terror. The shelter staff absolutely could not touch this little guy without him going berserk on them. After doing the paperwork they brought him out in a cat carrier with a Plexiglas front. That’s why the photo is so blurry. He came right out of the carrier and went into the larger dog kennel and that was it for him. I got to the kennel and he was bitey and snappy; I put a towel around him and he settled down a bunch so we took him inside at that point. I wonder sometimes if his skin could be so sensitive to touch and him not used to being handled, could this cause them a certain amount of stress or even pain. I don’t really know but I see it often enough to wonder.

Yesterday I went to a shelter to pick up a rescue-only dog that was to be killed that day, if not out. I tried to send him out through the shelter to be fixed, but no they said; out, out, out. So I pulled him intact, and I admit he was a handful to get in the kennel. No way was he going in there. He fought and fought but finally two of us did it and he was not a happy camper. When I arrived at the boarding facility, he just wanted out of the kennel and if I didn’t have a tight hold, he would have been just a memory. We got him into their enclosure and he seemed to have settled down somewhat. This morning the foster came by, and he was just this poor sweet thing that was looking for a little lovin’. Well he had that and some and off they went to their house. By all accounts he is doing fine. You just never know.