HELP NEEDED TOMORROW!!!
WE urgently need 2 transports covered.
1) 1 mediun dog needs to be in Gurley by 2pm
2) 1 medium size dog needs to be at Fort Payne Cracker Barrel by 3
PLEASE call the shelter ASAP in the am if you can help!! 256-771-7889
This sweet boy came in today with animal control.
No dog deserves this. Please do better Limestone County. 💔
Talli & Hiya 🩷 These sweet sisters have spent far too long in our shelter. 🥺 Each of these sweet girls deserve a home to call their own! They have the most charming personalities and will likely steal your heart. If interested in one of these sweeties please visit our website: alanimalservices.com 💕
Some of our amazing doggies❣️alanimalservices.com
💧Tear jerker💧 This might not be exactly Orchid's story but it sums it up pretty well.❤️🩹 Our poor girl is HIGHLY depressed and shutting down. She is no longer living she is just simply existing.
Rain lashed against the shelter windows, a relentless rhythm mirroring the drumbeat of Orchids heart. She wasn't a puppy anymore. The vibrant black and white of her Border Collie mix fur was dulling with each passing day, the once playful glint in her eyes replaced by a quiet desperation. Weeks bled into months, the sterile white walls of her kennel a stark contrast to the sprawling fields she once dreamed of.
Each creak of the kennel door sent a jolt through her, a spark of hope igniting in her tired eyes. But it always faded, extinguished by the laughter of families choosing playful pups, their joy a cruel melody to Orchid's lonely ears. The mental challenge she craved, the endless frisbee chases, the exhilarating hikes – they were all ghosts in this cold metal cage.
One day, a young girl with tear-streaked cheeks stopped at her kennel. Orchid wagged her tail, a flicker of her old spirit returning. But the girl's hand, reaching out tentatively, never quite touched. "You remind me of Lassie," the girl whispered, her voice trembling. "But Mommy says you're too old."
The spark in Orchid's eyes died completely. Curled up in her bed that night, the rain seemed to whisper a cruel lullaby. Lassie, a name from a forgotten dream. Was that all she was now, a faded memory in someone else's life? A whimper escaped her throat, a silent plea for a second chance, a forever home that would see not just her age, but the loyal heart that still beat beneath the weary fur. But in the cold, echoing silence of the shelter, there was only the sound of the rain, and the weight of a hope growing ever fainter.
Help us get Orchid's ✨ BRIGHT✨ Spirit back🥺 She NEEDS YOU!!