Get Me Outta WV . . . Please!

I vaguely remember a day when two ladies walked into the shelter where I had been dumped off several days earlier.  They were talking sweetly to me and ooohing and ahhhing over my new litter of babies, born just 3 days earlier.  I was very busy with my little ones, but took time out to say hello.  When they asked “Do you want to come home with us to NJ?” My ears pricked up.  “Me?…Leave the shelter?”.  I didn’t know what a New Jersey was but there was a chance it was better than where I was (maybe).  What a relief that would be!  I thought about how nice it would be to get out of these cement surroundings and get some peace and quiet, so I turned on my charm in the hopes that they would take me out of this hell I was currently calling home.

They loaded me and my babies into a crate and I was on my way out of WV to greener pastures (I hoped).  There were other dogs with us.  I could hear them and smell them.  They all seemed to settle quickly – heck I don’t think any of us had ever been in a rolling doghouse quite like this before.  I know I hadn’t.  Breathing a sigh of relief and taking in the quiet sounds of being on the road, I finally began to relax and was lulled to sleep.  My pups, feeding off my energy (and my belly from time to time), did much of the same.

When I awoke, everyone was being unloaded.  Where are we now?  Was this place better or worse than where we had been?  Could there be a place worse?  Geez – I hope not!  At least we were together.  Little did I know that our lives would never be the same again (thankfully).  I got a chance to get a nice drink of water and use the bathroom facilities and before long was being loaded into another, slightly different rolling doghouse…now where?!  Thank goodness it wasn’t another 8 hour trip – this time it was much shorter.

We arrived at a building and a man came out to greet us. I remember thinking, “Oh no! I hope this isn’t another noisy, cold shelter. . .”

Many thanks to Diane W. (and Glenn K.) for helping Lola to recall and recount this part of her journey! Check back soon as Lola reveals more of her story.
Posted in Through Lola's Eyes.

As one of the founding members of, Lola has more than six years of experience in her role as Senior Spokespup. Lola hails from West Virginia and was rescued by S&L Animal Rescue in April 2010. Her constantly wagging tail, sweet disposition and AKC Canine Good Citizen certification make her perfect for the job!

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