Unfortunately, I only have one photo out of the five adoptions this Saturday. It's of Kirby, the shy little Shetland Sheepdog. His owner lost his job and had to move back home, where Kirby wasn't welcome.
Kirby didn't like it at the shelter; all of the other barking dogs scared him. When I spent some time with him this afternoon, he was smooshed up against the door to his kennel, his eyes pleading for some love and attention. Once I started talking to him and scratching his neck, his tail began to wag.
Poor boy was only 10 months old... he should have been a carefree puppy, running through a yard and herding a few kids. And now, thanks to a nice older man, he's going to get the chance to be that dog. Kirby's new owner is going to work with him to overcome his shyness so he can be the mascot for his owner's crafts shop. Kirby has a long road of recovery ahead of him, but I have faith in him. :)
Other critters with new leashes on life include Belle, the Maltese; Tikka, the Pit Bull; and Ryan and Ronald, two kittens who were adopted together.
I also was able to get a dose of puppy breath... the 11-week-old German Shepherd/Pit mixes were put up on the floor, and are they ever wiggly messes of cute. When a little kid exclaimed his interest in one of the pups, a co-worker and I tried to put the father's fears of Pit Bulls to rest. I cited nearly every bit of knowledge I could, and even offered to take him back to see Jada, the little Pittie girl who loves to sit down and lick the air through the kennel bars whenever someone stoops down to say "hello" to her. He ended up putting one of the pups on hold until tomorrow, so I have to hope that I helped change someone's mind about the breed.
Oh! Speaking of Pits, we received word that Gizmo is doing wonderfully in his new home! :)
