I made another run to Baldwin Park to meet up with Glen so 3 more lucky pitties could get a chance at a new life in Tucson with Justin at Love-A-Bull Rescue. We decided to start transporting later in the evening because of the heat. That way the dogs and I don’t have to wait 3 hours for Glen to drive in from Phoenix. Seems to work fine. Traffic was a little heavier, but all in all it’s a better deal for the dogs, and that’s what it is all about. I picked up Zoey at Bartons and he was so glad to see me. Zoey was the first pittie to climb all the way into Glen’s truck, unaided. Quite a feat. He seemed right at home in the cab. You have to wonder if he had done this before.

This little chihuahua was rescued early last week and was being held for spay/neuter by the shelter, which they did on the 9th. And guess what? He was forgotten by everyone. Me, the rescue and the shelter. He was fixed, returned back to his kennel (#89) and just stayed there while others came and went, he just looked on wondering when his day would come. Well it was today. I received a call from the shelter wondering when I was going to pick him up. I did not remember pulling him and said what dog? Then it hit me. OMG we had forgotten him. I rushed over to the shelter and within 10 minutes he was in my car and heading to the rescue, he should have gone to a week ago. If you look closely at the picture you will see that he was not a happy camper spending an extra week waiting for me to show up. My apologies little guy, I promise it won’t happen again.