Sometimes people need the help.

Yesterday morning while waking up I laid in bed and scrolled through Facebook on my phone.  This article by Your Pit Bull & You caught my attention and as I was reading it I was mentally screaming “Yes!  This!”  Of course, my mind runs at warp speed in the mornings and I started thinking even more about what they were saying.  As I shared the link on the blog’s Facebook page (which you should totally be following if you aren’t already) I said, “This. A million times this exact message needs to be shared. THIS is why I am all about education and outreach.  It’s great to save one dog at a time, and that should never be devalued, but to make an impact on countless future lives and actually have a chance of one day living in a nation where we don’t kill thousands of adoptable dogs each week, we need empathy. Empathy for the dogs’ driving forces and empathy for owners that can’t or don’t understand the right way to care for them.”


YPB&Y did a fantastic job talking about why it is SO important to understand the driving forces behind what dogs do, and how it most certainly can help keep them out of shelters, but I want to expand a little on the last part of what I said.  Raise your hand if you have ever been scrolling through FB, seen a picture of a sick or abused dog in need, and said something like, “I really hate humans.”  You can’t see me, but I’m hanging my head and raising both hands.  I am incredibly guilty of this line of thinking.  And when you hold a dog like Annie or Hollie in your arms, it’s really hard not to feel some hatred towards the person that let them get like this.  But what I have slowly been learning is that not all “cruelty” is as it appears.  You might remember, but Annie was living under an abandoned, bank-owned house.  I never once stopped to wonder about what devastation must have happened to cause this family to move away and leave their dog.  Annie clearly had been living alone under the house awhile, but she was so trusting and loving from the moment I crawled under there and got her, that it leads me to think that she must have been loved and treated well by this family.  We think she was hit by a car.  What if on the day the family was getting ready to move she got hit and hid because she was hurt.  Her family might have searched for her for hours before they had no choice but to leave.  Her family very well could have been devastated by the fact that they left behind sweet Annie.  But I never once gave any of that a thought.  Instead I just cursed them for being evil, horrible people.

Raise your hand again if you have said the phrase, “I would live in my car before I got rid of my dog!”  I’m hanging my head and raising my hand again.  But would I?  Would you?  Would you really live out of your car rather than give up your dog?  This statement implies that the family giving up their dog just didn’t care or love them enough.  But what if they could only afford housing that cost below a certain threshold and not a single one of the rentals that they could afford allowed dogs?  What if they actually love their dog so much that they realize someone else can give it a better life than them.  Now that’s something to think about.


While volunteering at a rural Animal Control facility we would frequently get dogs left in the “drop box”.  It disgusted and infuriated me beyond words that someone would come in the night and stuff their dog in this little concrete cell until we found them the next morning.  I said to one of the officers, “We should install a camera and post these people’s faces all over the internet!”  And you know what she said?  “Morgan, if we did that, they would just let them run loose or worse, take them in the woods and shoot them.”  Well that stopped me in my tracks.  This was particular conversation was probably over a year ago, and it has taken me until very recently to begin to understand things: Sometimes people need the help.


It’s unfathomable to me that someone wouldn’t know that shelters kill dogs and cats…but many people don’t know that.  And sometimes they find themselves in situations that lead them to believe that turning their dog over to a “shelter” actually is the best way to get their dog cared for.  Let’s think about that word, which is so commonly used: shelter.  You seek shelter from a storm.  You take shelter in your friends’ arms.  Shelter sounds like a good thing, doesn’t it?  And you know what?  Some shelters are lovely, well-funded places that do offer the animals a better life until a few family comes along.  And some aren’t.  Some shelters automatically euthanize anything they deem a “pit bull”.  Some automatically euthanize anything after the stray hold is up, which is usually about a week.  Some have 5 or 6 dogs crammed in one tiny cell because they are so overcrowded.  I know these things because I have see them with my own eyes.  But I also have made this line of work my life’s mission.  Average Joe down the block that lost his job and is now losing his house and has to move in with his uncle that is allergic to dogs, likely has never been to a shelter and genuinely doesn’t know any better.

So what’s my point?  It’s no secret I believe in personal responsibility.  And that commitments are kindofabigdeal to me.  (Boy, I was a little preach-y in those posts, wasn’t I?)  And yes, I think there are some horrible people out there that do horrible things to animals.  And some that just genuinely don’t care at all.  But how can I throw out a blanket statement like “I hate people” when it’s people like me and you work to save these dogs?  What sense does it make to make myself unapproachable by having that attitude?  None.  My point it this: All of us in the animal welfare and advocacy world would probably be best served in our efforts by occasionally taking the time to see things from the perspective of a person that might be seeking our help.  You never know when you might be able to assist someone with training and therefore enable them to keep the dog in their home.  Or help them find a low-cost clinic to care for their pet so they can afford keep him.  The possibilities are endless.  I am probably writing all of this out of guilt for my own negative attitude in the past, but I hope it touches someone and they decide that sometimes people need the help.  And in turn, we all help the animals.

Buying Your New BFF?

Yesterday I met up with my brothers for lunch.  There is this awesome dog that keeps getting the short end of the stick (no pun intended) and I was asking them if they knew of anyone in the market for a super easy, laid back dog.  My brother Nic, you remember him from my all time favorite rescue, said, “You should just take him to J’s house.  They wouldn’t notice another dog!”  “J” is one of the guy’s Nic lived with when he first adopted the girls.  (He has since moved into a new house because there were already three dogs at J’s house, and with his new girls, five was just too many.)  “What do you mean?  Did they get more dogs?!” I asked.  “Yea, they just bought two new puppies.”


Wait a second.  They bought two puppies?  What the what?  They obviously know and love Nic’s two rescued girls.  So I know they know about rescues and how awesome the dogs you can get from them are… that begs the question: Why?  Why in the world did they BUY two puppies?

Obviously I was like “What the heck?!  Why did they buy them?!”  Nic didn’t really have a good answer and seemed almost ashamed.  He basically just said, “They didn’t really know any better.”  Ugghhhhhhhh!  Hearing things like this sends me through a whirlwind of emotions: sad, frustrated, and angry being at the top of the list.  I want to immediately hate the buyer and assume that they are horrible, evil people without a soul–but I know these guys, and they are truly good, nice guys.  So why, when they have seen firsthand what great dogs you can get from a rescue, did they choose to buy?  You better believe, I fully intend to ask them next time I see them.  Nic, if you’re reading this, I promise not to nag them or be annoying!  I just truly am curious as to what their thought process was.  What is the driving force behind their decision?  Maybe if I can understand their logic, I can learn a better way to go about educating other people.

It’s absolutely gut wrenching to know that there are amazing dogs like Rocky that end up rotting away in a shelter while people are going out and buying dogs.  And for what, a lack of education?  A lack of empathy?  Plain old indifference?  If it’s a lack of education, we can all work to fix that, but you can’t force people to care.  And that essentially is what this boils done to in a lot of instances, isn’t it?


How sad is it that I can only get my hands on ONE picture of this amazing dog?           He deserves so much more.

 To watch a video showing just how awesome Rocky is, click here.  If you are interested in this sweet, mellow, so deserving boy, please please please email me at