Knightly: From Sad to Happy (very fast)


See this sad fella?

Sad, sad Knightly at the shelter. Way too overwhelming for this sensitive boy.

Sad, sad Knightly at the shelter. Way too overwhelming for this sensitive boy.

Here’s what he looks like 48 hours after being in a foster home. Amazing that the  quiet space in my garage was all he needed to detox from the noise and harrowing experience of the shelter.  And then a little play time with a couple of my dogs.

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I wish I could post video here, but my blog isn’t equipped for it. His wrestling sessions with Crespo are pretty hilarious.  Here’s a little sample:

Throwing head back and laughing hysterically (in dog language), while Crespo goads him into playing.

Throwing head back and laughing hysterically (in dog language), while Crespo goads him into playing.

If you’re interested in adopting Knightly, check out his petfinder link:

My pal, Jacinta, may be able to put his wrestling debut on his petfinder link. Please go check him out. He’s a lovely, sweet and submissive fella. And I suspect someone hit him now and then, because he can’t seem to believe when I lift my hand to pet him that I’m not going to strike him :{ He’s so easy going and mellow too; I can’t imagine anyone losing his temper with this Teddy Bear of a guy. He’s timid and shy but warms up quickly and I’ve even gotten kisses already. In other sad news, he is heart worm positive. He needs someone who will see him through that and give him the love he deserves.

Another friend of mine is taking over fostering him tomorrow and I’m really going to miss him. He’s a super easy and calm dog. Please share and help him find a home. He loves other dogs,  ignores cats, and like kids. However, he really startles from loud noises, so he’ll need kids who will be gentle with him and respectful. He warms up slowly but then very surely. Comes bounding when I call him and we’ve only known each other 48 hours.  I can’t say even all of my own dogs do that. Please share Knightly’s story and help him find a home.


See that little blur at the end of Knightly’s butt? That’s his tail wagging. Timid, but happy.


UPDATE (4/14/13): I’ve had Knightly a week and I’ve decided to keep him here another week. He’s come so far I don’t want to change his environment while his confidence is building. Plus, he’s the easiest house guest we have ever had. He had some interest at an adoption event Saturday with a lovely couple I thought might come back and adopt him Sunday, but they didn’t :{ Hopefully, the right person will come for him soon.



Cody: Adopted!

4 1/2 long months in the shelter, one week in a foster home and adopted :}

4 1/2 long months in the shelter, one week in a foster home and adopted :}

Guess who got adopted today? Cody Coyote! So happy for him! I did tell his adopter that if it didn’t work out, I’d have him back in a heartbeat, but let’s cross paws that this is forever for Cody. I’ll ask his new dad to send me a picture of them together and post it when I get word that he’d never give Cody back. Not ever. Until then, let’s hope our boy warms up quickly to his new life. Big thanks to all who helped and shared his info.

Cody: Husky/CataGoofball


Cody is my weekend foster. I don’t especially have a thing for Husky’s, Shepherds or Catahoulas, all of which I think he may be. And I didn’t go to the shelter, lock eyes with him through the chain link and say, “Wow. That’s my boy,” as I have done with another dog or two (or 10). Nope.

I had just heard on Facebook that Cody was there the longest — since November when he was picked up as a stray — and that he wasn’t doing well. He was getting skinny and he had to be carried back to his kennel if someone took him out for a walk. And a whole bunch of us volunteers felt bad for him, including my friend, Sharon, who had taken him to some offsite adoption events, but couldn’t bring him home as a foster because her male dog doesn’t often tolerate other males.


So I picked him up Friday afternoon, intending to have him only for the weekend and to keep him in my indoor/outdoor kennel, provided he wasn’t a barker. And Sharon offered to take him to another offsite adoption event for me Saturday, as I had to work. 

 When I picked him up from the shelter, he was kind of a nervous wreck. He was even afraid to get into my car, so I had to lift him in and put him in the kennel I keep in the back. I don’t like lifting strange dogs and putting them in places they don’t want to go. Call me a chicken, but I can only imagine them ripping my face off under the circumstances. I’m happy to report, Cody didn’t. In fact, he just slumped in my arms like a baby.

I got home and decided to throw my dog, Crespo, into the car too and take them both to the dog park, but I was a little concerned about how the introduction might go. Cody seemed very friendly, wrestling with a dog in the lobby of the shelter as we were leaving, but you just never know. And my dog is a huge hulk weighing in at 85lbs., so sometimes other male dogs find him intimidating and decide to go for a pre-emptive strike against him.

I kept Cody in the kennel and let Crespo sniff him through the bars. No ill will. In fact, both boys wagged tails. So I threw Crespo in the car and drove the five minutes to the dog park, where they had their introduction in the parking lot, both of them leashed and one in each hand. Yeah, maybe that was stupid. But it worked out fine with no growling or posturing.

The first five minutes at the dog park proved terrifying for Cody and I kept him leashed, just in case I needed to get to him right away. And also because I wasn’t sure if he was one of those dogs who would take off and try to elude me at all costs. The first thing he did was tuck his tail and curl his body into a big horrified question mark. But by minute six, he morphed into a racehorse/bucking bronco/kangaroo and had a ball. And when I say kangaroo, I mean, all four of his feet left the ground simultaneously more than once in a dog-on-dog mad dash. One time, Crespo stopped short and Cody wound up squarely on his back, as if they were horse and rider. Fortunately, Crespo thought that was hilarious. 

Cody reminds me a little of Napoleon Dynamite during the big dance scene...

Cody reminds me a little of Napoleon Dynamite during the big dance scene…

...or a kangaroo.

…or a kangaroo.

Trying to get in on a little tug-o-war with Crespo and his girlfriend, Dottie.

Trying to get in on a little tug-o-war with Crespo and his girlfriend, Dottie.

An hour later, Cody and Crespo piled into the car as if they were old friends. Well, that’s not really true. I still had to pick up Cody and carry him to the car. He doesn’t like cars. Even if one drives by us on the street, he’s really worried it’s going to run us all over. He’s very skittish. I guess if you spent the last four months of your life in a cage, you’d be afraid of everything too. 

Back at my house, he wasn’t thrilled to go in the backyard kennel, so again, I had to carry and deposit him in there. And he wasn’t even interested in eating a bowl of food sprinkled with frozen bits of brisket I keep in my freezer for special dog treats made of leftovers. He was really having none of my big time foster dog hospitality at first.

But when my husband went to check on him in the morning, the food bowl was empty. And our second trip to the dog park was instantly a good time for Cody.

There were five adoptions at that offsite Saturday, but Cody wasn’t one of them :{ He did have a delightful time, however, and seems just fine with all kinds of people, and even did well with cats. Sharon was planning to bring him back to the shelter for me if he wasn’t adopted, but my husband and I decided to give Cody a few more days here with us. At first, he barked on and off  in our outdoor kennel, and we can’t subject our neighbors to that. But he’s since settled down and if he continues to be quiet out there, we’ll foster him longer. Cody’s a very sweet boy. Please spread the word to help him find his Forever Home. If you’re interested in putting in an adoption application on him, please email me at It’s possible for us to ship him to the northeast on Rescue Road Trips (


If he goes back to the shelter, you can find him at:

Companion Animal Alliance of Baton Rouge

2680 Progress Road | Baton Rouge, LA 70807
Phone: 225.774.7701| Fax: 225-775-6403
Shelter open: 11 a.m. to 5 p.m. Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday; 11 a.m.-7 p.m. Thursday; closed Monday.

His impound # is #29293


Wouldn’t you like to make this your permanent nose to kiss at home? I’ll tell you what, Cody sure would like it.

Kaluah Ann Cream


Unfortunately, I have been unable to foster much lately because I’ve been more busy than usual with work. However, in the wonderful world of Shelter Dog (and Cat) Rescue, there are always little ways in which you can help. For me, that means helping friends fostering long term when they need to get away. While we can’t commit to foster a dog until it is adopted right now, or even for a one-week spay/neuter recovery, we can surely keep a dog overnight.

All of which is to say, meet our overnight guest, Kaluah Ann Cream! This petite husky/shepherd mix was a staff favorite at the shelter, and sadly, has been there since mid-October 2012, so she needed out before it was too late. In a kill shelter, even dogs who are adorable, healthy and sweet only get a limited amount of time for their perfect person to come along, so I’m so glad my friend, Amy, stepped up to foster Kaluah as the clock was starting to ticking loudly. I learned on Facebook though, the caveat was Amy could not take her last week if she didn’t have someone to take her tonight when Amy had to be away. That was my opportunity to help in the limited way that I can. If you want to foster, but can’t make the long term commitment, please leave a comment below and I’ll let you know of opportunities like the one I just got.


Pardon the garage/woodshop accommodations, dear Kaluah. And thanks for being gracious about it.

As for Kaluah, I’m shocked she has been stuck at the shelter for so long. She’s playful but submissive, sits on command, is crate trained, and hasn’t made a peep in my backyard kennel for the hour in which she has been there. And my friend, Sharon, who took Kaluah home last weekend for an overnight before Amy took her as a long term foster, says she is great with other dogs and even cats. And she didn’t have one accident in Sharon’s house all weekend. Here is Sharon’s take on Kaluah, in her own words: If Kahlua had a theme song, it would be “Don’t Worry, Be Happy”. Six months at the shelter have not dulled her enthusiasm for life or her love of people- especially children. Her shiny coat- the colors of kahlua and cream drizzled with caramel, does NOT SHED and is as soft as the petals of new spring flowers. Kahlua loves dog toys, but will improvise if none are available- a stick, blue jay feather or and old banana peel happened upon outside will launch her into laps around the yard, tossing her prize in the air with tongue lolloping and eyes aglitter. Full grown at approx 1.5 years old and 43 pounds, she is the perfect package for your lap, your bed. or your heart.

And here’s a link to Kaluah’s petfinder bio: You can arrange a private meeting or get more info about her from her foster mom by emailing:

In an hour, I’m dropping off Kaluah at an adoption event at Orvis (Perkins Row) in Baton Rouge, where another volunteer friend, Ann, will stay with her for three hours in the hopes of finding her an adopter. I will take my laptop to Barnes & Noble and work and if Kaluah does not get lucky today, I’ll bring her home with me. Tomorrow, I’ll bring her back to Orvis again for a repeat. If you have a friend looking to add a perfect pet to the family, you can do a small thing too: send them to Orvis today from noon to 3. Or tomorrow, same time. Or have them email Amy and her husband.


The best part about my experience volunteering at our shelter is the opportunity to work on an incredible team. I have never worked with so many big-hearted volunteers who are willing to put the pieces together in big and small ways. All of this helps highly adoptable animals like Kaluah to avoid lethal injection.

Never think for a moment that there’s nothing you can do to help. The smallest of gestures can add up to great stuff. Just think, if Kaluah is adopted today, my one little gesture in combination with the big and small gestures of others could mean a whole new life for a pup who really deserves it.

If you want to help too, but have some challenges, leave a comment below and we’ll figure out how. Even if you live in an apartment, are strapped for cash, have too many pets of your own or very young kids, I promise, we’ll find something for you that will make you feel as good as I do now, knowing Kaluah is safe and sound and on her way to a new life. Maybe it will even be today. Paws crossed…


UPDATE: ADOPTED! Hooray for Kaluah! 


Crates well with others-- Kaluah followed my dog Crespo into his kennel in the car after a nice romp at the dog park. He thought that was hot (see them panting?)

Crates well with others– Kaluah followed my dog Crespo into his kennel in the car after a nice romp at the dog park. He thought that was hot (see them panting?)