They say that a black dog in a shelter is a death sentence. Apparently, no one wants a black dog. I, personally, love the black dogs. I love the ones that look like Dobermans or Rotties. My first save, Fleak, was a Rottweiler/Spaniel mix. Talk about crazy! It's even tougher, though, when you're a black, HW pos, senior dog in a shelter.
That's why I knew I had to walk Yappi again. I'd walked him a few weeks ago, before he was on the urgent list, and now that he was on the list, I wanted to walk this gentle giant again to get some more information on him and hopefully find him a rescue.
Yappi is a big boy, there's no denying that. Unlike most dogs that come into the shelter super thin, Yappi could stand to lose a few pounds. He's short but chunky. And there ain't nothing wrong with that! Yappi is an 8 year old, Shepherd/Sharpei mix. This time, when I got him out, he was ready to go!
We headed out and took a leisurely stroll down to the field. Yappi is GREAT on a leash. He just moseys right along beside you like he doesn't have a care in the world. Like he's not in a shelter and stares death in the face every single day. But once we got to the field...boy, was Yappi ready to play! He ran around for a bit, nosed the bushes, smelled the smells, and went to the potty super quickly - usually a sign he might be house trained.
Yappi is super friendly and LOVES treats! He'll sit for treats and beg you for more. With drool falling out of his mouth and a big, ole, goofy grin on his face, Yappi is a wonderful dog. Why is he still here?
I bet he's asking himself the same question.
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