“But I Want a Specific Breed”

We interrupt this regularly scheduled Johnnie Cash programming to highlight the misconception that if you want a purebred or a specific breed then you can’t adopt.  Don’t worry, Johnnie will be back in full force on Monday morning!

This gorgeous boxer Gus came from South Carolina and is currently being fostered by my friend and amazing photographer Virgil Ocampo (who you might remember from this post featuring shelter animal glamour shots). Gus is the perfect example of the thousands of purebred or designer dogs waiting for forever homes, which is a shocking concept to some people. A lot of them come from the puppy mill problem – folks buy these adorable puppies on a whim and then realize what they actually signed up for and dump them at the shelter. It really leads to a win-win for someone who wants to save a life and also get the specific breed or type of dog they’re looking. It’s sad for the dogs because some are the products of puppy mills or irresponsible breeders, but they go through the shelter and rescue system and find better homes than ever – just like Gus will.

Gus tagged along to a project I was helping Virgil with, so we decided to wrap the night up with a few shots of us goofing around together. I can’t get over how handsome he is!  A huge thank you to Virgil who donates so much of his time, energy and talent to featuring adoptable animals in an amazing and unique light. I’m lucky to know and work with you!

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If you’re interested in getting a certain breed of dog, be sure to check out local breed-specific rescue groups in your area to consider adopting and saving a life!


My New Friend Clay

Hey guys! I have someone I want you all to meet. He is my new bud-dey, and his name is Clay. He came from somewhere up the black road. . . FosterMama called him a neighburr. To me he is just a new bud-dey.

Clay is a chill guy, sometimes even a little too chill for me. I say “Hey bud-dey, let’s wrestle!” But he is usually not really feeling it. Dunno why. He sits there and stares at me while I bounce all around him. I even try to body slam him and he still just stands there!

Fostermama says it’s because I like to play ruff with my guy friends. She says I’m a typical dude: sweet and gentle around the ladies, then a total immature pig wild child around the guys! I tell her it’s just how us guys are, and I remind her of my WWE Smackdown with Kenji.

So I decided to stop trying to be manly with Chill Clay, since he clearly just did NOT understand guy code. He is only a puppy – less than a year old – so he doesn’t get a lot of things. Want to know something SO CRAZY!? Clay doesn’t know how to do the look. You know, the look you give to your fostermama when you want the yummy thing she has in her hand! Look at this poor dude attempting the look.

I had to explain to him all the key components of the look: the ears, the eyes, the sad sad expression. It took, well, a lot of teaching, guidance, rearranging…

"Here, here! Is this it??" "Umm... not quite. Move your chin a little lower and to the left... yeah, right there..."

But it turns out I am a pretty good teacher if I do say so myself!  You better believe that these four soft eyes eventually got us puhlenty of yummies.

And after some practice, he really perfected it!

Hope ya guys enjoyed meeting Clay!

For more information on adopting Comeback Kid Baxter, click here or email peacelovefoster@gmail.com.