Dog Rescues and Snow Jobs

Jennifer Worrel

Jennifer Worrel is a transplant from the Great Plains raising two sons and a husband in Metro Atlanta. Extremely likable until you get to know her, she remains a great invite to a dinner party. She prefers peeing in the woods to peeing on private planes and was once told by her husband that she is “way funnier online.” Writes about whatever interests her, she knows a little about a lot. For fun, she enjoys cooking from scratch and watching old Milton Friedman videos on YouTube. Jennifer's thoughts are her own and do not represent the views or position of any firm or affiliate she is lucky enough to associate with.

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  1. Dark Matter says:

    Years ago I went to the local city dog pound to get a new dog. She worked out well. Half or more of the dogs are there because of no fault of their own.

    They told me they have a one week turn around.

    That doesn’t mean most dogs find a home in a week, that meant they have a week to find a home or they’ll be put down.

    I understand they’ve gotten better since then. They work with animal rights groups and one hopes Covid cleared them of the dogs they’ll release(*).

    However “rescue” is the right word.

    (*) They get animals too sick or too dangerous to release.Report

    • Our last dog was a rescue from the pound, a Tibetan Spaniel. Never did find out why she was turned in. She was a good match for my wife and I. The vet estimated she was six when we got her, which would make her 17 when she died. That’s a good run for any dog. And to Jennifer’s comment below, I never talked about her unless someone asked. Did the same for our kids, although I always kept recent pictures of them on my phone.Report

  2. Jennifer Worrel says:

    Oh, I agree. I slice out tiny bits of common experiences and write about them being hills to die on.

    I don’t have an issue with adopting unwanted animals; I’m poking fun at people who do and turn it into the one thing they talk about constantly.

    We have a little sanctimony in us…remind me to tell you about the two years I went Paleo.Report

  3. Oscar Gordon says:

    I had one rescue, a retriever/great pyr mix. He was less our dog and more our GSD playmate, until our GSD got cancer and died too quick. I don’t think we realized just how much our GSD was holding that poor pup together, because after she was gone, he just become a neurotic wreck. We loved him anyway, and he was great with people, but he could not be around other dogs (too aggressive). Still, we kept him until cancer claimed him as well.

    As for the poop bag on the trail, I’ve done that IF I know I will be looping back past that point, mainly because I don’t want to carry something any longer than I have to when I’m out on trails. If it’s not a loop trail, I carry biodegradable bags. In a pinch, I can pick it up and chuck it far from the trail & know that nature will take care of it in due course.Report