For the Love of Ludo

For the Love of Ludo This small rural rescue began with one dog. Today, his legacy continues. All proof that even one person, one home, and one dog can make all the difference.

Every life saved, every scared dog comforted, every hungry dog fed, every hopeless dog shown love.

❤️🏠 BIG DREAM. SMALL BEGINNING.For the last couple years, we've made do with whatever space we had available. The entire...
06/16/2026

❤️🏠 BIG DREAM. SMALL BEGINNING.

For the last couple years, we've made do with whatever space we had available. The entire house. Spare rooms. Living room kennels.Temporary setups. A whole lot of creativity. And while it's worked, the reality is that the dogs deserve better.

Last week I found a little building, and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. What I see isn't a shed. I see what it could become... Ludo's Landing. ❤️ A dedicated intake and decompression space for dogs entering rescue. A place where scared dogs can catch their breath. A place where medical cases can recover. A place where new arrivals can have a little peace and quiet while we figure out what comes next.

The building itself is 10x12 with a loft, metal roof, window, and plenty of room to create something really special for the dogs.

The first goal is simple:

🏠 Building: $2,000

🚚 Moving and setup: approximately $500

Total Goal: $2,500

The finishing work will come later. The dog-proof walls. The flooring. The outdoor run. The climate control. Those projects can happen one step at a time. Right now, we just need to secure the building before the opportunity is gone.

This is one of those rare deals that's priced to move, and if we're going to make it happen, we need to move quickly too.

If you've followed the stories of dogs like OPAL, Hazel, Nikki Redd, Huckleberry, Ryland, Fozzy, Macaroni, Biggy, Baby Einstein, or any of the countless others who have passed through our doors, then you already understand why a space like this matters.

Every dog deserves a safe place to land. And this could be the beginning of that place. ❤️🐾

If you'd like to help us secure the building, donations can be sent through:

❤️ P a y P a l: [email protected]
❤️ V e n m o:

For the size, condition, and potential this thing has, it's a smoking deal. The kind of deal that probably won't be available next week while we sit around overthinking it.

If you've ever followed one of our dogs, shared a post, donated a bag of food, sent a few dollars, fostered, adopted, prayed, or cheered us on from the sidelines... Thank You!!

Because every single thing we've built so far has happened because people believed in these dogs.
And maybe this is the next thing we build together.
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The first two photos are the dream. The collage is the actual building as it sits today. And don't forget, For The Love Of Ludo is a 501(c)(3) nonprofit organization, so your donations are tax-deductible and go directly toward helping us make this vision a reality for the dogs." ❤️🐾

🐾❤️ SURGERY DAY FOR HUCKLEBERRY! ❤️🐾If y'all could send a little extra love and good juju this handsome boy's way today,...
06/15/2026

🐾❤️ SURGERY DAY FOR HUCKLEBERRY! ❤️🐾

If y'all could send a little extra love and good juju this handsome boy's way today, We'd sure appreciate it.❤️

Huckleberry is spending his Monday at the vet getting neutered and having full bloodwork done. At his age, I like to be proactive and make sure everything is looking good under the hood while they're already there. If anyone would like to help sponsor part of his vet bill today, it would be greatly appreciated.

Most dogs try to avoid the scary vet stuff. Not Huckleberry. This fool apparently decided the best way to help was to stand at the counter with his vet tech and personally supervise the entire operation. I swear he looked like he was checking paperwork and making sure everyone was following proper procedure. Honestly, if they handed him a clipboard, he'd probably start approving invoices. 🤣

Now let's talk about Huckleberry for a minute. Because this dog genuinely doesn't make any sense to me.

People reported seeing him wandering around rural Missouri for weeks before he finally found his way to us. He was posted everywhere. People recognized him. People had seen him. But when he was finally safe, nobody came looking. No calls. No leads. No owner. Nothing.

And that blows my mind because Huckleberry is one of the nicest dogs we've had here in a long time.

He's been with us since May 6th, and every single day he's shown us what a good boy he is. He gets along great with the other dogs. He loves riding in the truck. His house manners have been fantastic. He's easygoing, affectionate, and just happy to be included in whatever you're doing.

The best way I can describe him is that he's a real-life Pound Puppy. Not the shelter kind. The old cartoon kind with the long floppy ears. The dog that just wants somebody to pick him. The dog that still believes his person is out there somewhere. The dog that hasn't given up on people, even when people seem to have given up on him.

There's something about him that gets me. Maybe it's the way he acts like every meal is the greatest thing that's ever happened. Maybe it's the way he hops into the truck without a second thought. Maybe it's the way he looks at you when you tell him he's a good boy. Whatever it is, this dog has a way of making you root for him.

I don't think he's had a bad life. But I also don't think he's ever really had HIS life. I don't think he's ever been somebody's spoiled house dog. I don't think he's ever been the center of anybody's world. And I'd really like to change that.

Now, in the interest of full disclosure, we have learned one important thing about Mr. Huckleberry during his stay here: He has decided cats are absolutely not for him. 🤣 So we're looking for a cat-free home. Other dogs? Great. People? Loves them. Cats? Hard no.

By the end of today, he'll be fully vetted and officially ready for whatever comes next.

My hope is that whatever comes next includes a couch, a family, and somebody who looks at him and says, "Yep. That's my dog."

Because after thirty-nine days of watching this sweet old hound wait patiently, I think it's time somebody finally chooses him. ❤️🐾

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❤️ SUNDAY SPOTLIGHT ❤️Yesterday was a good day! If you stopped by our booth at Lawson Hill's Annual Flea Market, thank y...
06/14/2026

❤️ SUNDAY SPOTLIGHT ❤️

Yesterday was a good day! If you stopped by our booth at Lawson Hill's Annual Flea Market, thank you so so much! ❤️

We got to meet people we've known for months online but had never met in person. We got to meet brand new faces. We got to talk dogs, rescue, adoption, fostering, and everything in between.

We sold some shirts. We sold some hats. We handed out donuts. We made new friends. And most importantly... We got to show off four absolutely incredible dogs.

🐾 Mokey
🐾 Rusty
🐾 Tesha
🐾 Gooski

Each one of them represented For The Love Of Ludo beautifully.

They greeted strangers, accepted pets from little kids and grownups alike, posed for pictures, soaked up attention, and reminded everyone exactly why rescue dogs are so special.

These four dogs spent the day proving they are more than ready for families of their own.

As for the weather...

We watched the forecast get uglier and uglier, packed up early, apologized to the dogs, and headed home.

Then the rain forgot to show up. 🤦‍♀️😂

For everyone who came out after we left, we're sorry we missed you. We truly thought we were about to get stormed out.

Thank you to everyone who stopped by, bought merch, grabbed a donut, donated, shared a story, petted a dog, or simply took the time to say hello.

Rescue can be exhausting sometimes, but days like yesterday refill the tank.

Now let's talk about the real stars of the show... Mokey, Rusty, Tesha, and Gooski.

Four amazing dogs. Four dogs still looking for their forever homes. Which one is your favorite? ❤️🐾

Hazel is back. 🥹  And.. this isn't the update I thought I'd ever be writing.A little over six weeks ago, I packed her ba...
06/14/2026

Hazel is back. 🥹 And.. this isn't the update I thought I'd ever be writing.

A little over six weeks ago, I packed her bags, loaded her up and sent her off to what we all hoped would be her forever home. After 390 days in rescue, I cried all the way home and then spent the next several days looking for a dog that wasn't here anymore. The house felt wrong. Too quiet. Too empty. Exactly the way it's supposed to feel when a dog finally gets what you've been fighting for.

And for a while, it looked like she had....She had a mom who loved her sooo much. A dog brother. A couch. A bed. A routine. A life that belonged to her.... Then life threw a curveball...

I'm not going to get into every detail, because some things don't need to be played out on social media, but a situation occurred at the vets office that left everyone involved shaken up and resulted in the incredibly difficult decision for Hazel to return to rescue.

Before anybody reaches for their pitchforks, DON'T! Don't you dare.. Nobody in this equation failed Hazel. Not her adopter, not me, not the vet staff, and definitely not Hazel herself.... The only person or persons truly to blame are the ones from before Hazel came into rescue. 😭

Sometimes things happen. Sometimes situations are bigger than what people feel equipped to handle. Sometimes the right decision is the hardest one. 💔

What I can tell you is this: Hazel was loved. She is still loved. And she came back exactly the way every rescue dog should if things don't work out... straight back through my front door.

The first night she was back, I walked into my room and there she was curled up on my bed. Like she'd never left. Like the last six weeks had never happened. And if I'm being honest, I had a whole mixture of emotions about that. Part of me was relieved. Part of me was heartbroken. Part of me was angry at the universe. And part of me knew this wasn't the ending I had imagined for her.

But Hazel doesn't get to see any of that. She just knows she's safe and loved. So that's where we're at. Three days in and she's settling back into things. The other dogs are adjusting. The routine is finding its footing again. And I'm trying very hard not to ask questions I don't have answers to yet.

I don't know what Hazel's future looks like today.
I don't know if her forever person is still out there.
What I do know is that this dog has survived every single thing life has thrown at her so far.

And if there's one thing Hazel has taught me over the last 436 days, it's that she's a lot tougher than she looks.

Welcome home, sweet girl. We'll figure out the rest later. ❤️

🚨 LOOK WHO'S CRASHING THE FLEA MARKET TOMORROW! 🚨Yep. It's us. 🤣🐾For The Love Of Ludo will be hanging out at Lawson Hill...
06/13/2026

🚨 LOOK WHO'S CRASHING THE FLEA MARKET TOMORROW! 🚨

Yep. It's us. 🤣🐾

For The Love Of Ludo will be hanging out at Lawson Hill Antique Mall tomorrow with a few of our adoptable dogs, brand new rescue merch, and FREE donuts because apparently we make better decisions when donuts are involved. 😅

We'll have our new shirts and hats available, plenty of rescue stories, plenty of dog hair, and a few hopeful dogs looking to find their people.

If you've ever thought about adopting, fostering, volunteering, donating, or just wanted to see what we're all about, tomorrow is a great day to stop by and visit.

📍 You'll find us on the SOUTH side of the vendor lineup next to the red building under the shade trees.

Come pet some dogs. Come eat a donut. Come buy a shirt or hat. Come tell us which dog you're secretly wanting to take home. 😂

And if you already have enough dogs (according to your spouse, not according to us), stop by anyway and say hi. 👋

Every shirt sold helps feed dogs. Every hat sold helps cover vet bills. Every conversation helps another dog get one step closer to home.

We'll be there from 8 AM to 5 PM Or until the storm rolls in!

Hope to see a bunch of familiar faces and maybe a few future adopters too. ❤️🐾

Because at the end of the day, this whole thing is about one simple goal: Getting good dogs home.

🐾 OFFICIAL 7 DAY STRAY HOLD 🐾Meet Darla. Well... that's what we're calling her anyway.This sweet girl was picked up off ...
06/11/2026

🐾 OFFICIAL 7 DAY STRAY HOLD 🐾

Meet Darla. Well... that's what we're calling her anyway.

This sweet girl was picked up off Century Way near Adair just before the storms rolled through last night. Several people reported seeing her in the area for about a week, and judging by the number of ticks she was carrying around, that timeline checks out.

The other thing that stood out immediately? She's recently weaned puppies. Her milk is dried up now, but not long ago there were babies depending on her somewhere.

No microchip. No collar. No owner has come forward.

As much as we'd love to believe somebody is desperately looking for her, she's spent at least a week wandering a rural road alone before landing with us.

So here's the deal. This post serves as Darla's official 7-day stray hold notice.

If she belongs to you, now is the time to reach out. Please be prepared to provide proof of ownership such as photos, veterinary records, or other identifying information.

If you know where she came from, if you've seen her before, or if you know where her puppies may be, please contact us.

Until then, she's safe in temporary foster care. She's had a bath. She has a full belly. A soft bed. A roof over her head. And for the first time in a while, she doesn't have to worry about where she's sleeping.

Please share. If this girl has a family, let's find them. And if she doesn't... Well, we'll cross that bridge in seven days. ❤️

📍 Found on Century Way near Adair Missouri 🐾

FOZZY IS STILL HERE! 🐾❤️And y'all... I am officially out of excuses for why! 😭Look at him. Just LOOK at him. This handso...
06/10/2026

FOZZY IS STILL HERE! 🐾❤️

And y'all... I am officially out of excuses for why! 😭

Look at him. Just LOOK at him. This handsome dude is pushing 100 pounds now. One hundred. 🫨

Which is pretty incredible when you remember that he walked through our door weighing just 62 pounds. You could see every rib. Every hip bone. Every bit of neglect he'd been forced to endure.

He wasn't skinny because somebody fell on hard times. He was starving.

And now? Now he's healthy. Now he's strong. Now he's neutered. Now his coat shines. Now he runs and plays and carries toys around like life is finally worth getting excited about again.

And yet... He's still waiting. Waiting for somebody to see him. Waiting for somebody to realize that underneath all that Shepherd/Husky energy is a dog who just wants to belong somewhere.

Fozzy is not a background decoration. He's not the kind of dog that's happy spending his life sitting quietly in a kennel.

This boy wants a LIFE. He wants adventures. He wants truck rides. He wants somebody to throw a ball until their arm falls off. He wants to supervise yard work. He wants to know where you're going when you stand up. He wants to be your dog.

And honestly, rescue life is getting old for him. You can see it. He's grateful. He's happy. He's loved here. But this isn't his forever.

Every day he watches other dogs come and go while he's still waiting for someone to choose him. And I think it's time somebody did.

✔️ Almost 100 pounds of handsome
✔️ Neutered
✔️ Vaccinated
✔️ Loves people
✔️ Loves kids
✔️ Loves adventures
✔️ Loves car rides
✔️ Loves toys
✔️ Smart as a whip
✔️ Bonds deeply with his people

• No cats • No chickens • No small animals • Bigger female dog friends preferred • Structure, exercise, and someone willing to invest in him

What he gives back is worth every bit of it.

The thing about dogs like Fozzy is they don't just become pets. They become your sidekick. Your shadow. Your best friend. Your reason for laughing when life gets heavy.

And after everything this boy has survived, I'd really like to see him spend the rest of his life being somebody's favorite thing in the world.

📍 Near Kirksville, Missouri
🚗 Transport considered for the right home

If you've ever thought about adopting a Shepherd mix, this is your sign.

Seriously. Quit scrolling and come meet Fozzy. ❤️🐾

Rusty is officially missing his factory-installed equipment. Welcome to the no nuts club buddy! ✂️😂This handsome dude go...
06/09/2026

Rusty is officially missing his factory-installed equipment. Welcome to the no nuts club buddy! ✂️😂

This handsome dude got neutered yesterday and is now accepting applications for his next career move. Preferably one that involves couches. And snacks. And air conditioning. And absolutely zero coyotes.

When Rusty got here, all we really knew was that he was a retired coyote hunter who had spent most of his life either working or sitting on a chain. For the first four years of his life, that was his job. Hunt coyotes. Sit on that chain. Repeat.

The scars on his face and body tell that story better than I ever could. This boy was fearless. Tough as nails. The kind of dog that never backed down. But what nobody told us was how incredibly SWEET he is.

What we know now is that somebody is about to get one heck of a dog. ❤️❤️

This boy has moved right into the house and acted like he's been waiting on his invitation his entire life. No accidents. No destruction. No drama.

He has his own room, keeps it clean, rides great in the car, and is just genuinely happy to be included in whatever is going on.

The thing that gets me is how FAST he adapted. Like buddy... were you secretly a house dog this whole time? Because you're awfully good at this. ❤️

He's around 4 years old, fully vetted, freshly neutered, and ready to find his people.

And honestly, Rusty deserves the kind of home where nobody cares whether he can hunt a coyote. A home where the biggest expectation placed on him is deciding whether he wants to nap on the couch or on the bed. He's earned that.

📍Located near Kirksville, Missouri but travel arrangements can be made for the right fit!

If you're looking for a good dog, stop scrolling. Because this one is REALLY good.❤️ Please share so we can find his happily ever after!

❤️🐾 ROADTRIP RONNIE MADE IT HOME. 🐾❤️A couple months ago, Ronnie was just another retired hunting hound whose future was...
06/08/2026

❤️🐾 ROADTRIP RONNIE MADE IT HOME. 🐾❤️

A couple months ago, Ronnie was just another retired hunting hound whose future was up in the air.

His owner fell on poor health. Life changed. And through no fault of his own, Ronnie needed somewhere to land.

And man... what a good boy he's been.

This sweet dude has been one of the easiest dogs we've had in a long time. Happy. Affectionate. Grateful for everything. Food, toys, attention, a soft bed he could immediately destroy and scatter all over creation. 😂

We joked from the beginning that the rumor about not being able to turn a hunting hound into a house dog was fake news.

Well... Roadtrip Ronnie just proved it.

This handsome boy is officially HOME in St. Paul, Minnesota. ❤️

Not only did he make the trip, but by last night he was already sleeping in bed with his new dad.

Not on the floor. Not in a crate. Not outside.
In the bed!!! 🤣❤️ Honestly, that's exactly where he belongs.

For most of his life, Ronnie knew hunting, kennels, outdoor pens, and whatever job humans needed him to do.

Now he gets to just be somebody's dog. And that's my favorite part. Because Ronnie did everything people ever asked of him.

Now it's his turn. His turn to be spoiled. His turn to be loved. His turn to get the comfy bed, the snacks, the adventures, and all the attention he can handle.

These are the happy endings we all hope for.

The ones that make the vet bills, the transport miles, the muddy shoes, the chewed-up dog beds, and the heartbreak worth it. ❤️‍🩹

So here's to Roadtrip Ronnie. 👏🎉

A retired hunting hound who crossed state lines and found exactly what he deserved on the other side.

A family. A home. And somebody to share a bed with. ❤️🐾

Happy tails, buddy. We couldn't have asked for a better ending. ❤️🐾

🚨 WHOSE DOG IS THIS? 🚨I've gone back and forth on how to write this because honestly, this whole thing has felt surreal ...
06/06/2026

🚨 WHOSE DOG IS THIS? 🚨

I've gone back and forth on how to write this because honestly, this whole thing has felt surreal from the very beginning.

On May 29th, I was driving through Adair County on Highway 149 just south of Connelsville when I noticed this dog standing in a yard across from Bethel Ridge Road on Hwy 149N, she was on the Sizemore property. What caught my attention wasn't that there was a loose dog. Around here, that unfortunately isn't unusual.

What caught my attention was her face.

She looked absolutely terrified.

There was a man standing right there in the yard, within arm's reach of her, yet she looked like she wanted to be anywhere else in the world. At the time, I had no idea if she belonged there, if she had just wandered onto the property, or if she was already on whatever journey she was about to take. I kept driving, but something about her stuck with me.

Several hours later, I was headed back through the area. I wasn't looking for her. I wasn't expecting to see her again.

But there she was.

More than 9 miles farther north along Highway 149, south of Martinstown and north of Shibleys Point.

Same dog. Same scared expression. Still moving north.

That was the moment I realized she wasn't hanging around a neighborhood. She was traveling. But she wouldn't stop, She was trying to get away from me by heading through the fields into tree lines. I didn't want to push her into unsafe territory so I let her go on her way, She definitely acted like she knew exactly where home was.

The next day I went back to look for her. Nothing.

Over the next several days, sighting after sighting started coming in. Reports placed her moving north from Adair County into Putnam County and eventually into Schuyler County. People reported seeing her near Graysville, Livonia, Glenwood, along Highway 136, on gravel roads, blacktops, in fields, under shade trees, and near bridges and creek crossings. Every report told the same story. She was still walking. Still surviving. Still going somewhere. Still not looking for help or wanting to be bothered.

At one point I drove over 230 miles in a single day looking for her. I checked roads, bridges, culverts, creek crossings, and every place I thought a tired dog might stop. I never saw her.

Then yesterday I got the call. I made the fastest 45-mile drive of my life. After what appears to have been a journey through three counties and more than 40 miles, she has finally been trapped safely. On Route U south of Lancaster Missouri. Now she's here. Safe. Fed. Hydrated. And just simply resting.

And she's making it very clear that we are not friends yet. 😅

She's a mature bully-type girl, likely an XL Bully. This is not a young dog. The abrasion on her nose appears to have happened during her travels and became much more pronounced as the days went on.

Now we're trying to solve the mystery.

Who is she?

If the gentleman from the Sizemore property across from Bethel Ridge Road happens to see this post, I'd genuinely love to hear from you. Did she belong there? Had she just shown up? Had you seen her before? You may hold an important piece of her story.

And if this is your dog, if you recognize her, or if you know where she came from, please contact us immediately.

Please share this far and wide throughout Adair, Putnam, and Schuyler Counties and even beyond.. Dogs don't usually travel through three counties for no reason.

Somewhere, somebody may know exactly who this girl is.

And after following her journey for the past week, I'd really love to know where she thought she was going. And at her age, we believe she's looking for someone who she misses dearly.

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