Man, our city shelter is a hellhole. I went there today, and the staff is so overwhelmed--as is the case everywhere, I guess. But there are some at the shelter trying to get pitties out and into rescue before they get PTS (they have a no-adopt policy for pit bulls, but they'll release to some rescues if we promise to get the dogs out of the city pronto).
I can't help these little guys because I think I'm taking one of the other needy adult bulldogs, but they about broke my heart. A mom and her two teeny puppies. They will be euthed by the end of next week, I'm told, but I can pull them if I can find them a spot in a rescue outside Baltimore.
Chances are, they won't release the mother dog, but they will let the puppies go to me if I promise to whisk them far, far away.
Here's the big boy I think I'm taking into rescue next week. He's another AB, really big but so pathetically thin. These pics also give a good idea how damn filthy the shelter is all the time.