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Morgan Murphy

In honor of National Animal Shelter Appreciation Week, we've asked our bloggers to share their stories of adopting shelter dogs and cats.

We were walking past a pet adoption event in the park when a woman threw a leash at us. "You've got to help this dog; she's going to be killed on Thursday," she cried. It was a dramatic tactic, but it worked. That's how we got the dog we call Tacos. I became friends with the ladies who ran the adoption event, and soon began volunteering at the event myself.

Every other Sunday, anywhere between 20 and 40 shelter dogs from various local canters are trucked down to Moorpark Park where they are bathed, brushed, fed, walked, played with and loved from 11 a.m. to 4 p.m., and if they're very lucky, they find a home. It's far less depressing than seeing them in cages at the local animal shelter, and it's great for the dogs.

It was at one of these events that I saw Molly. She was adorable, the fattest thing I had ever seen. She barely could walk and it was clear that she wasn't feeling well. I had promised my boyfriend, "No more dogs." But I was heartbroken when nobody had adopted Molly by the end of the day. I couldn't let her go back to the shelter, so I adopted her myself.


Morgan Murphy

Molly had been found wandering the streets of South Central, which seems insane to anyone who sees her. She's all of 15 pounds (though she should be about seven pounds, according to her vet). Someone had been breeding her and feeding her, and not taking much care of her other than that. She was neglected and scared at first, but after a few weeks she started to warm up.

It's been four months since I took Molly home, and she has lost five pounds so far. She remains uncomfortable with too much affection -- the result of being neglected for the first part of her life -- but I know she loves us. She always wants to be in my lap and comes up to the sofa with her tail wagging so I can pick her up. She's too small to even get onto a sofa on her own.

My boyfriend and I love both our shelter dogs and can't imagine a life without them.



    

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Patricia Stanley - Martinez#1 Patricia Stanley - Martinez11-05-2009 @ 12:02PM

There was a very kind vet in IL who took in animals deemed to be adoptable but who had ran out of time at the shelter. He would house them and advertise on his own to try and find them homes. This is how we got Alice - a three year old Lab/Shepherd mix. Unfortunately many people who adopt at the shelter are focused only on puppies or very young dogs. This vet focused on finding home for some of the older dogs. We had actually gone to the vets office to adopt another dog that he had advertised. When we got there that dog had already been adopted but the nurse asked us to look at Alice. She brought her out and her tail was wagging so hard her whole body shook. She came right up to us, smothered us in doggy kisses and we left with her. Every day when we came home from work she would great us at the door with a gift - a stuffed animal or a ball. We were very fortunate to have our Alice angel until the age of 13 when she died of heart failure. I would urge everyone not to pass by the "adult" dog when considering a rescue.

Lisa#2 Lisa11-05-2009 @ 9:31PM

I love Tacos and Molly. When I first saw Molly I thought wtf? Then she feel asleep on my lap and I fell in love listening to her pig-like snoring. It looks like all the NY walking has trimmed her down even more!

Nicole#3 Nicole1-15-2010 @ 5:56PM

What kind of dog is Tacos? We have a dog that looks just like her named Dixie, and I cant seem to find her on any list of dog breeds.

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