On Monday I was asked to take this poor guy from the Camarillo shelter out to Akita Rescue in Riverside. He had been at the shelter for weeks and there was absolutely no interest in him from anyone. His time was running out and if they didn’t take him, then that was going to be IT for him. He had been picked up as a stray, though looking at him, he had to belong to someone, but they never bothered to look for him. Why was he wear the Elizabeth collar? Don’t know and the staff didn’t know. No medical reason was listed. So we took it off to make him more comfortable during transport. When we arrived he was so happy to be somewhere other than where he had come from. Couldn’t blame him. And no he didn’t even have a name.
