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Letter from a shelter worker (USA) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Reply to: see below Date: 2009-01-16, 9:26PM EST Education people, EDUCATION!! Let's pray that 2013 spares more lives than the 11 million killed this year... (do not stop reading until you've reached the end) A Letter from a Shelter Manager: I think our society needs a huge " Wake-up" call. As a shelter manager, I am going to share a little insight with you all. ..a view from the inside if you will. First off, all of you breeders/sellers should be made to work in the "back" of an animal shelter for just one day. Maybe if you saw the life drain from a few sad, lost, confused eyes, you would change your mind about breeding and selling to people you don't even know. That puppy you just sold will most likely end up in my shelter when it's not a cute little puppy anymore. So how would you feel if you knew that there's about a 90% chance that dog will never walk out of the shelter it is going to be dumped at? Purebred or not! About 50% of all of the dogs that are "owner surrenders" or "strays" that come into my shelter are purebred dogs. The most common excuses I hear are; "We are moving and we can't take our dog (or cat)." Really? Where are you moving to that doesn't allow pets and why did you choose that place instead of a pet friendly home? Or they say "The dog got bigger than we thought it would". How big did you think a German Shepherd would get? "We don't have time for her". Really? I work a 10- 12 hour day and still have time for my 6 dogs! "She' s tearing up our yard". How about making her a part of your family? They always tell me: "We just don't want to have to stress about finding a place for her we know she'll get adopted, she's a good dog." Odds are your pet won't get adopted & how stressful do you think being in a shelter is? Well, let me tell you, your pet has 72 hours to find a new family from the moment you drop it off. Sometimes a little longer if the shelter isn't full and your dog manages to stay completely healthy. If it sniffles, it dies. Your pet will be confined to a small run/kennel in a room with about 25 other barking or crying animals. It will have to relieve itself where it eats and sleeps. It will be depressed and it will cry constantly for the family that abandoned it. If your pet is lucky, I will have enough volunteers in that day to take him/her for a walk. If I don't, your pet won't get any attention besides having a bowl of food slid under the kennel door and the waste sprayed out of its pen with a high-powered hose. If your dog is big, black or any of the "Bully" breeds (pit bull, rottie, mastiff, etc) it was pretty much dead when you walked it through the front door. Those dogs just don't get adopted. It doesn't matter how 'sweet' or 'well behaved' they are. If your dog doesn't get adopted within its 72 hours and the shelter is full, it will be destroyed. If the shelter isn't full and your dog is good enough, and of a desirable enough breed it may get a stay of execution, but not for long. Most dogs get very kennel protective after about a week and are destroyed for showing aggression. Even the sweetest dogs will turn in this environment. If your pet makes it over all of those hurdles chances are it will get kennel cough or an upper respiratory infection and will be destroyed because shelters just don't have the funds to pay for even a $100 treatment. Here's a little euthanasia 101 for those of you that have never witnessed a perfectly healthy, scared animal being "put-down".... First, your pet will be taken from its kennel on a leash. They always look like they think they are going for a walk - happy, wagging their tails. Until, they get to "The Room", every one of them freak out and put the brakes on when we get to the door. It must smell like death or they can feel the sad souls that are left in there, it's strange, but it happens with every one of them. Your dog or cat will be restrained, held down by 1 or 2 vet techs depending on the size and how freaked out they are. Then a euthanasia tech or a vet will start the process. They will find a vein in the front leg and inject a lethal dose of the "pink stuff". Hopefully your pet doesn't panic from being restrained and jerk. I've seen the needles tear out of a leg and been covered with the resulting blood and been deafened by the yelps and screams. They all don't just "go to sleep", sometimes they spasm for a while, gasp for air and defecate on themselves. When it all ends, your pet's corpse will be stacked like firewood in a large freezer in the back with all of the other animals that were killed waiting to be picked up like garbage. What happens next? Cremated? Taken to the dump? Rendered into pet food? You'll never know and it probably won't even cross your mind. It was just an animal and you can always buy another one, right? I hope that those of you that have read this are bawling your eyes out and can't get the pictures out of your head I deal with everyday on the way home from work. I hate my job, I hate that it exists & I hate that it will always be there unless you people make some changes and realize that the lives you are affecting go much further than the pets you dump at a shelter. Between 9 and 11 MILLION animals die every year in shelters and only you can stop it. I do my best to save every life I can but rescues are always full, and there are more animals coming in everyday than there are homes. My point to all of this: DON'T BREED OR BUY WHILE SHELTER PETS DIE! Hate me if you want to. The truth hurts and reality is what it is. I just hope I maybe changed one person's mind about breeding their dog, taking their loving pet to a shelter, or buying a dog. I hope that someone will walk into my shelter and say "I saw this and it made me want to adopt." THAT WOULD MAKE IT WORTH IT!

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The phone rang- it was my son Tony. “Mom, can I bring home a puppy?” “Of course”, I said. Two months earlier we had had to put our beloved Sparky, a 13 year old Great Dane, to sleep. We had been so sad since then and when he called to ask about the pup, my spirit brightened instantly. I couldn’t wait to see her. When she arrived, I saw a tiny white bundle of fur- she was just four weeks old and the cutest thing I’d ever seen. I was immediately in love with her and we decided to name her Peanut. When Tony moved out 3 years later, he took my beloved Peanut. Oh, how we had fights about that! But he had bought a house with his fiancée and son and wanted Peanut with them. I was devastated and went on a search for another dog. Enter Jazz. He was white like Peanut but had a brown spot on his fanny. I adopted him from a shelter in Delaware . I was driving a truck at the time and Jazz went to work with me everyday. He loved riding in that truck and all the other drivers couldn’t wait to see him everyday. In February, 2006, I got another white dog- Annie. She was going to be gassed at a shelter when I said I would adopt her. She was just a bag of bones and had horrific skin infections. She and Jazz hit it off immediately. Then in August of 2006, after I had gotten involved with Dogo Argentino rescue, I was called about a Dogo in Maryland who had been left tied to a tree on the hottest day in July with no water. The Animal Control Officers offered to drive him to New Jersey where I lived. When I met them, the dog hopped out of the car. The sight I saw made me sit down on the curb laughing hysterically. This white dog was much smaller than a Dogo and had on a green babushka! The ACO’s had named him Elvis. Well, Elvis moved right on in with Jazz, Annie and me. The four of us had a ball. The dogs were a hit with all the neighborhood kids who would come over to ask if the dogs could come out and play. When the UPS man used to deliver a package, he always came inside to play with the dogs for a few minutes.. We used to go for walks together and no one was a stranger to these dogs. They would roll over on their backs begging for belly rubs. We would sleep in bed at night with Elvis snuggled in under my armpit, Jazz, after a little snuggling, at the end of the bed and Annie, after having washed my entire face until my pores were almost removed from my face, snuggled in near my belly. They woke up in the morning full of absolute joy and it was contagious! We were a happy crew and I felt truly blessed. These were the friendliest, happiest dogs who only wanted to please me. Now, you ask, what kind of dogs are these wonderful, affectionate, happy, friendly dogs? The greatest breed on earth- Pit Bulls! Although I hadn’t known anything about Pits when I first got Peanut, I soon learned about the breed including the fact that they used to be the number one family dog and were known as the “nanny” dog because they would “babysit” the children of the family. Even though mine are very special to me, they are typical of the breed. In 2006 I moved with Jazz, Annie and Elvis to a ranch in Colorado . In 2007 Tony called me to tell me that Peanut was very sick. The following week she died from complications of Cushing’s disease. I just laid in my bed and cried and cried. I didn’t even notice when Jazz, Annie and Elvis climbed up in the bed with me. They were not their regular bouncy selves. They knew I was grieving and they just all snuggled up with me and let me cry. They wouldn’t leave my side and, of course, Annie had to wash away the tears rolling down my face. They comforted me in a way I could never have imagined. I had so much grief and I knew I had to do something to redirect the anguish so I started Peanut’s Place- a rescue for Pit Bulls. They had brought me so much love and happiness so I decided to pay it forward by saving as many of these wonderful dogs that I possibly can. I am also working diligently to overturn all Breed Specific Legislation that seems to have overtaken many cities in this nation. I will do everything I can to educate people about Pit Bulls and eradicate the ignorance of the legislators who are uneducated about this breed. Any dog can be taught to be mean- it doesn’t matter what the breed- but it’s a lot harder with a Pit Bull. Aggression towards people is not in their nature. Pit Bulls have eyes that dance and hearts that love unconditionally. Can you open your heart and mind to giving one of these special creatures a forever home? .

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