P.O. Box 11
Yoder, CO 80864
Yoder, CO 80864
All adoption inquires must go to Lisa Kavanaugh
NO PHONE CALLS PLEASE!
E-MAIL LISA TO REQUEST AN ADOPTION APPLICATION
bluelionrescue@yahoo.com
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lisa@bluelionrescue.org
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Argos Hi I'm a baby Neo and my name is Argos. I really don't know much about owners, but I think I need to trade mine in for a model upgrade. Here's the deal: I'm 14 months old, good with kids (I have two toddlers I'm trying to train), and I am good with cats and other dogs. I am housetrained and I am the goofy, bouncy, good natured Neo that people who know Neos would love to meet. I know basic obedience -- sit, stay, and I'll wait at a gate when told and go thru when asked. My yard has a 4' fence but my family doesn't jump the fence so neither do I. The family purchased me after they had an attempted break-in (so they bought a Neo PUPPY for protection...right...we'll talk more about the dynamics of the human thought process a little later). If I haven't already mentioned it, my little family unit here is NOT a natural at either pack leadership or understanding their breed before buying. So it's easier to get rid of the dog. Now it's almost February and they want to send me on my way because I eat too much and I have the energy of a puppy (honey, take the worms out of your intestine, and your energy level will go up too!) and I chew (did I mention I am a PUPPY) and nobody has thought to teach me to chew only on my designated chew stuff. Looks ... OMG ... if I must say so myself, I am one handsome little camper. I am blue with brindle and I'm a growing boy, weighing currently only about 90-100 pounds -- I've got a lot of growing to do. The brain trust that bought me from a backyard breeder in AZ picked me for "pretty" and clearly they did get that right. What they missed, however, was the little things like ensuring I had been wormed (My baby intestines were the buffet line for pretty much one of any species without legs you might care to mention)...so I had a bit of a rocky start with getting enough nutrition to feed the buffet line and have anything left for me. Details about me -- in addition to being one drop dead handsome young man, I'm microchipped but the chip hasn't been registered, so that's really helpful if the family misplaces me. I haven't been neutered so when on walks -- I'm not gonna lie; I admit to it -- I probably spend more time checking out the local talent than really necessary ... but please note I walk like a champ on lead ... no pulling nonsense from me. I am a gentleman ... I am an intact adolescent so of course, I'm just wondering if I could be a player with the ladies I see hanging out at the dog parks with their mommies and dads. I hear Blue Lion intends to take the wind out of that sail before I get much older, so that'll be another new experience for me, little Argos and the twins. My vaccinations are current but it has never occurred to my family to have me HW tested, so that'll be another new experience on my horizon. OK, I'm on a clock here and I'm afraid this family is going to dump me or kill me if I don't get the hell outta here.... Can somebody please put on the big boy hat or the big girl boots and help me get outta here??? My bag is packed and I need some help. |
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Mack Hi, I’m Mack- as in Mack Truck. You see I’m a 130 lb Tibetan Mastiff who is 5 years old and looking for a new home. My mom and dad got me as a pup and we lived in the Gunnison National Forest. Life was great! Until the divorce…Dad got me in the divorce but he had to move to a smaller place and now he has to travel all the time for his job. He’s been putting me in boarding when he’s gone but he thinks I’d be a lot happier if I went to a new home where I could get love and attention everyday. So we’re on a search for the new best forever home for me. So back to the Tibetan Mastiff thing. If you don’t have any experience with Mastiffs, I’m not the right dog for you. You see, we need to totally respect our pack leader and can be quite stubborn and dominant. You’ll need to know how to deal with that. On a brighter note, I am very loyal and protective. You show me respect and I’ll show you the same. I get along with other dogs and cats too. I’m leash trained, neutered and up to date on shots. I’m kind of a picky eater and , if you think you’re going to bribe me with a treat to do something I don’t want to do, forget it. We Tibetans are independent thinkers! Oh, I’ll do what you want me to do but only because I respect you- not because there’s food involved. I won’t get mad but I may give you the “cold shoulder” for a bit but I’ll get over it. My dad lets me free feed and sort of graze all day because I’m not like those Labradors that’ll eat any amount of food put in front of them til they puke! I don’t eat a ton of food and won’t take food from strangers. My dad taught me right! I eat Merrick B.G. grain Buffalo- and dad supplements with some salmon sometimes and raw beef at other times. My only known health issue is that I am on thyroid supplement. My thyroid was in the low range for Tibetans (not the same range as for other dogs) so dad put me on the thyroid and he says my coat and attitude are better. I didn’t know anything was wrong with my attitude! So that’s the story. I wish my dad didn’t travel so I could stay with him but I understand he can’t keep me. If you think you’ve got what it takes to have me as part of your family, contact Lisa and she’ll send you an adoption application. |
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Titan Hey Ladies, looking for a big strong boy to take care of you and protect you? Well, here I am! My name is Titan and I’m a big, strong English Mastiff. I’m only 3 years old but, hey, in people years that’s 21 and what “cougar” out there doesn’t want a hot 21 year old?? So in order for this relationship to work out long term, here’s what I need- stability, love and no other dogs. A nice big yard would be a big plus too! You see, most people don’t seem to realize that we Mastiffs don’t need a ton of exercise. We aren’t the type to want to go for a good long run unless we’re running after a burglar! But, I gotta tell you, after catching that burglar, I’m gonna want a nice treat and nap. So back to the point- I don’t need long walks- just some play time in the yard- preferably with you. If you want long walks you’re going to have to train me to not pull on the leash because God knows where I’ll take ya! I’m still in my home but my mom needs to rehome me. You see she has a few other dogs and sometimes we get into a scrap for no known reason to her ( hey, has anyone asked ME why I start it? I do have my reasons!) so she thinks it would be better for me to go to a home without any other dogs…Small children can get me a little upset with all their sudden movements and running around. And I just ignore cats- not worthy of my time. I can be kinda scared at times so I need someone who lets me know they are in charge and I don’t have to worry anymore. You make me feel safe and protected and I’ll do the same for you. I am neutered, up to date on shots and housetrained. I’d like to go to a home that has experience with Mastiffs and knows about our little quirks ie when you meet a Mastiff it’s best to just ignore us until we come to you. One of my quirks is that I’m not really fond of the car. I know, I know, I’ve heard it all before-“what dog doesn’t like going for a ride in the car?” Me, that’s who! But, seriously, I’ll bet I could get over it if you have some patience and maybe some ice cream at our destination! J Speaking of food, I like veggies and fruit! My mom likes to give me a sliced banana after breakfast. Sometimes after dinner she gives me some canned green beans or canned sweet potatoes or maybe just a carrot. I know she spoils me! I’m not terribly fond of men but that’s one of those things that I could possibly get over with the right guy. Like, maybe, if he gave me lots of treats and plays with me in the yard- yeah, that might help me a lot! If you think you would like to have me as your own big lovemonster, e-mail my mom, Sara Henning at mustlovedogsx3@yahoo.com |
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Oden Brrrr, Baby it’s cold outside! Wouldn’t you just love to have a wonderful mellow fluffy dog to snuggle up to and keep warm? Well, here I am! My name is Oden and I am a 7 year old Great Pyrenees. Am I not the most beautiful dog you’ve ever seen? So, I was raised on a reservation in South Dakota but then my owner moved to Colorado. She was living in a hotel that didn’t allow dogs my size and was going to take me to a kill shelter- YIKES! Anyway, she had me living in a car in the middle of summer! It was hot as Hades in there! So this couple came along and offered to take me and give me a home. But they would leave me in their yard and, being a Great Pyrenees, I would bark. DUH! So they decided they didn’t want a barking dog and brought me to Blue Lion. Lisa moved me into her pack and I’ve done great here. No need to bark when I have so much backup. And Lisa found out that I really don’t want to live outside- I’m perfectly happy sleeping on the floor in the kitchen- just in case, she drops some food on the floor! I’m like a Merry Maid! I am neutered, housetrained and leash trained. I get along with all other dogs, don’t know about cats but if a cat is fast, which I am most certainly NOT, I’m sure we could get along. I love all people- even kids. I’m retired so I don’t want to be a working dog. I don’t even want to go on these marathon walks that people and some dogs seem to like. I’d love to go to a home where I can play a little bit and then take a nap. Sound good to you? E-mail Lisa and ask about Oden! I’ll keep you warm this winter! |
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Angie Honey, check me out! I'm Angie and you have got to admit I am one gorgeous hunk of Cane Corso girl. I'm finally safe here at Blue Lion in Colorado. See me 'n my brother came from --- oh, let's just say "uncertain circumstances" -- in Philadelphia, PA where we were found wandering. We were picked up by animal control there and we were in pretty sad shape. We both had bad upper respiratory infections and honey, I made those runway models look chubby as at that time I only weighed 47 pounds...!!! Imagine that, beautiful me was nothing but a bag of bones held together by skin and fur. It was pathetic. So at the shelter my brother and I were separated, then we were reunited very briefly when the Cane Corso Rescue got us out. But then we landed in separate foster homes. God bless my brother, I hear he found a really good home. But as you know, there are foster homes and foster homes -- and sadly I was in the latter rather than the former. I know my foster lady was trying real hard to hold it all together, but she had a lot of "stuff" going on and life was a little chaotic and I'd had already enough chaos to last me a lifetime. So long story short, I was a nervous wreck with all the comings and goings there and also from having been starving on the streets. It was not a good situation for us and it all came to a bad place when one of the many people came out of the bathroom .... I guess you could say they were "leaving after going" ... LOL ... ah but I digress ... anyhow to my way of thinking they were dawdling in their leaving after going, so I gave them a little pinch on the butt (just to wake them up and get them moving you understand). Holy MOG ... that certainly got them moving and before I knew it I was moving too ... They packed my bags and threw my fuzzy butt on the next transport and the next thing I knew I was headed West ... I mean seriously WEST> Dear heaven, I thought for awhile I'd been deported. Steve, my transporter was great and we had a terrific time. I got to relax, leave the driving to Steve and just enjoy my time. Steve knew Cane Corsos and how we don't like a lot of strangers around us, so he really went out of his way to let me know I was his number one girl on that trip and it was first class all the way. Now I'm in Colorado at Blue Lion and I gotta tell you ... more like it! The energy here is great and I am such a happy girl now. Lisa really can't believe that I ever nipped at anyone but everything is different here than it was in the foster home. I've met lots of strangers- mostly volunteers who come in the fence to scoop poop and I've loved everyone! I live with a big English Mastiff and we get along great together. I get along with everyone and, get this, I don't even mind cats! I'd love to have a home of my own with another dog. If you don't have a dog, I guess you could adopt the big guy that I live with now- he's pretty cool. But enough about him...! I am spayed and leash trained. Since Lisa doesn't know if I've been around little kids, she'll only let me go to a home with bigger kids, if there are kids at all. I am a great girl with lots of love to give! If there are no kids, that's fine too, I have no objection to being an only child and letting you pamper and spoil me. Trust me, you really need to come see me. If you are looking for a great gal to worship your family and keep you safe, we really need to get together and discuss how my skills can have positive application in your situation. I'm telling you -- NOTHING bad will happen to you and yours on my watch. Don't forget now ... contact Lisa and tell her you want to talk about Angie the Cane Corso. I'm a little large to fit in a Christmas Stocking but trust me, it would be worth the video to watch Santa try that move. |
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Draco Have I got a sad story to tell you… My name is Draco and I’m a 6 yr old English Mastiff. Until recently I was a happy guy living in a home with kids and lovin’ life. I’d play with the kids and nap on the couch- life couldn’t be better! I loved them with my whole heart and I thought they loved me. But then my owners decided to move to a bigger place- it was kinda crowded in a 2 bedroom apartment with 3 kids, 2 adults and 3 dogs. I was so excited we were moving! I thought that maybe we’d get a house with a big yard! But my owners never asked the landlord if they could have dogs at the new house. Did they forget about us? Did they ask if they could have the kids? When they were getting ready to move, they finally remembered that they had 3 dogs and asked the landlord about it. She said “no.” Since they really liked their new house and because we’re “just dogs” they gave all of us away. How could they do that to us? I thought we were one big happy family! Then they dropped me off at Blue Lion and left. I couldn’t believe it. I guess they didn’t love me as much as I loved them. I was devastated and hardly moved for a week. I did eat, mind you, but my heart was really broken. Lisa would try to talk to me and tell me everything was going to be ok but how could it be ok? My family didn’t care about me and now I’m homeless. So I’ve been here for a month or so and I’m doing better. Lisa really likes me and she loves all the kisses I give her. She also gave me another dog to play with. Thank God it’s not a little dog because I don’t like them very much nor do I like cats. I am good with bigger kids however! I am neutered, housetrained and leash trained. I really would love to have a family who really loves me and doesn’t forget that they have a dog. Might you be that person? |
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Chandler My name is Chandler- what the heck kind of name is that? I think Lisa’s been watching too many episodes of “Friends.” Anyway, one day she was driving down the road heading to work when she saw me traveling in the opposite direction- only I wasn’t in a car. I was running down the middle of the road. Lisa stopped and said “hey, baby, you want a ride?” Well, those weren’t her exact words but you get the gist of what I’m saying. She opened the car door and I hopped inside. She asked if I wanted to take a ride to Denver with her and I said “only if I can ride on your lap.” Lisa didn’t go for it and turned around and brought me to Blue Lion. Since I didn’t have a collar on, she didn’t have anyone to call to say “hey- what’s wrong with you? I found your dog running down the middle of the road with no collar or tags!” It didn’t take me long to figure out that she’s kind of blunt. In the days that followed, she put posters up and put in a “found” report at the Humane Society. Not one person called. So now I’m a Blue Lion dog. It’s kinda nice being the best looking dog here- no wrinkles, no drool…So Lisa wants to find me a new home. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a Husky with gorgeous blue eyes- to match the rest of my gorgeous self! I am very sweet and love to kiss. Lisa got me all my vaccinations and had me neutered. So I’m ready to go! I seem to get along with other dogs- don’t know about cats. I love all people too! Lisa seems to think I’m only around 2 years old so we could have a long life ahead of us! Please do some research on Huskies before you decide you want my gorgeous self. We can be like the Houdini of dogs- escape artists. I haven’t escaped from the fence here at Blue Lion but this thing is like Alcatraz! Oh and I’m kinda skinny too so we’re going to need to load up on some groceries. Other than that, I’m really healthy so e-mail Lisa and tell her you want to adopt Chandler. We can change the name later. |
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Dante So my formal name is Dante but Lisa likes to call me Bubba. She says “Dante” is a little too sophisticated for me. What’s THAT supposed to mean?? She says it’s because I’m like a bulldozer in a china shop. I like to play rough- I’m a boy for gosh sakes! I’m not one of those prissy girls who act so sweet and then turn on a dime. Yep- I’m a boy Cane Corso and what you see is what you get. So let me tell you my story… My previous owner, who shall remain nameless, turned me in to the Humane Society because he couldn’t keep me. Why, you might ask??? Because his girlfriend had a baby and she was too scared to introduce me to it. Now I had done nothing to deserve that! The other dog in our house, a Shar pei, was introduced- but not me. She kept nagging my dad to “get rid of me or she would leave.” Well, l I say “good riddance, sista!” but dad wasn’t a strong enough guy to tell her that. Then we all moved to Florida for a time but came back when it wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. The girlfriend took the baby to visit her family in another state til dad could find a place where we all could live. So we moved into his dad’s house. His dad didn’t really like me either and gave my dad 12 hours to “get rid of me.” What- am I a piece of trash to be gotten rid of??? Meanwhile, the girlfriend won’t come back until I’m gone. So dad dropped me off at the Humane Society. Dad was crying as well as the girls who worked there. Me? I had no idea what was going on but I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to be happy about it. The Humane Society immediately called Lisa and she said I could go to Blue Lion. They called my dad, who was in the parking lot crying his eyes out, and told him that a rescue would take me. Unbeknownst to me, Lisa and dad talked the next day. She told him to go pick me up and meet her in Denver the next day so we could all get to know each other. I was so excited when dad came to get me- I thought he had changed his mind and we were going to get rid of the girlfriend and we’d be one happy family again. Not so fast Dante… Dad brought me and the Shar pei to meet Lisa and we went for a nice walk. Lisa couldn’t understand why guys are so willing to give up their dogs for a girl but most girls won’t give up their dog for a guy! Maybe I should have been owned by a girl- I’d still have my home. When our visit in the park was over Lisa put me in her car- wait I thought I was staying with dad!!!She brought me home and put me in a kennel with a doghouse with blankets. Sure, it was cozy enough but I wasn’t with dad! I was so sad I didn’t come out of the doghouse for 3 days! But Lisa told me that dad had agreed to come down on weekends and do some handyman work for her and I could stay with him in the other house. She didn’t really believe that he would really give me up forever. I didn’t either. Anyway, I got used to life at Blue Lion. Then one day dad came late in the afternoon with one of his friends- one of the ones who told him to get rid of me. They took me for a walk and I was so excited but then they left again. I was ok because dad was going to start visiting on weekends. But dad never came to visit again. Lisa brings me into the house and I really love that but wish it was just she and I in there. There’s a bunch of dogs and I don’t really want to share her. I don’t really interact with the others at all. I’m usually ok with everyone but every once in awhile, I get into a fight. Those other dogs need to know that I’m the main man! So when I do that, Lisa puts me back into a kennel for a few days- hoping I’ve learned my lesson. So here I am looking for a forever home. I’m 3 years old, I’ve had 2 ACL surgeries, am neutered and I’m housebroken. And I am the most handsome Cane Corso in the world. Sound good so far? I am a lover and like to sleep in the bed with you and I love to play with my toys. Usually you can find me trotting around with some sort of toy in my mouth hoping to get some playing time with my human. Since I can get jealous, no other animals please. Don’t get me wrong, I can be a perfect gentleman when we go for a walk and meet other dogs- I just don’t want to live with another animal. So if you’d like to have one dog and want to play and have a best friend, I’m your guy. |
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Wrigley So someone told my former parents in Florida that I was a Fila Brasiliero. Don’t know what that is? It’s a Brazilian Mastiff and they don’t like anyone except their owners. But here I am just as sweet and friendly as can be. Well almost… My former people had a few Puggles (look it up- they’re really small) and Daisy and I were the best of friends. The only problem was that sometimes I wouldn’t eat all my food at once- I wanted to save a bit for a late afternoon snack, and Daisy, or someone else, thought that meant they could finish my food. NOT! So I’d get into a fight about it but since I’m so big and they’re so little, you can imagine who got the worse end of that deal. So they decided to give me up. Lisa got an urgent e-mail and since she actually LIKES Filas, she said I could move to Colorado and live with her. When I arrived, Lisa just laughed. I said” what the heck are YOU laughing at- I’m a handsome guy!” She said “yes you are for a GREAT DANE mix! You’re not a Fila!” Luckily she likes Great Danes too! Anyway, here’s my info: I’m only around 1 ½ years old, neutered, crate trained, housetrained, good with kids and indifferent to cats. I’m good with female dogs but need to be fed separately and all food and treats picked up before we get together again. I’m a major lover and like being a lap dog. I jump in the shower when it’s bath time and I actually know some commands like “sit” and “leave it.” I also like to play tug of war with rope toys but you have to take it away from me when we’re finished playing or else I’ll chew it up! I’m really a great dog just looking for a forever home. |
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Sarge As you can see I’m a beautiful Great Dane. I haven’t had such a great life up til now. You see, some lady bought me as a pup just so she could breed me to her female Dane. Don’t you just love backyard breeders? She never trained me but she never trained her rugrats either. It was a hell of a mess in that house! Dogs out of control, kids out of control… The kids were really mean and hit me so I snapped at them twice. Then the lady started chaining me to the furnace where I got a huge gash on my leg that had to be stitched up. She kept me long enough to breed to her female but then took me to several different vets to put me to sleep! Can you imagine? Luckily, for me, no vets would do it. I was less than a year old for gosh sakes! Then a lady at the grooming facility I went to said she would find a place for me to go. She brought me out here to Blue Lion. Woo-hoo!!! Lisa loves me and says I’m a big lover. Like most Great Danes, I like to lean into my human for all the love I can get. I can still be a bit wild but for anyone who has ever had a Great Dane puppy, that’s not a surprise. We definitely need training in order to settle us down a bit. Recently, Lisa’s friends, Keith and Liz, took me to their house for a week to do some training. Liz has 2 little dogs and I was fine with them but I did chase the cat. Keith says I am housetrained and he let me sleep in bed with him. He also said that I get a little protective and jealous. I need to be fed separately as I can be obnoxious about my food. When I came here and Lisa saw this little issue, she put me in with Dharma, an English Mastiff, who I call the "heifer". Don’t tell her that though cause she’ll sit on me again! Geez, she’s one tough broad. She let me know that she gets the first bowl of food and that I’m lucky that she lets me eat. But no worries, we get along just fine these days. But I would love to find my forever home- someone who knows about Great Danes and is willing to commit to giving me a home for the rest of my life. BTW, I am neutered so no more breeding for me and Lisa says we should probably stay away from homes with small kids and cats. |
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Belle My name is Belle and I'm a cat killer. I tried that whole 12 step program but it didn't work for me. You're supposed to "give it up" to a higher power. What higher power is there than a Mastiff? And we Mastiffs don't "give up" anything without a fight. So here I am at Blue Lion because of my fatal proclivities. I am an apricot English Mastiff on the petite side which means I'm not one of those 200 pound girls- just around 100 lbs- which for Mastiffs is pretty small. I love everyone with the exception of the aforementioned cats. I get along fine with dogs and love to snuggle on the couch or bed with my person. I'm only around 2 years old so I have a lot of life to live. Can I come and live with you??? |
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Sami My name is Sami and I am an English Mastiff. Here's my story... I was in a shelter (Yikes!) but was pulled by a volunteer from Mastiff Rescue. She took me into her home and gave me really good food so I could gain some weight ' cause I was really skinny! She had a husband and 4 yr old. The kid had some sort of problem like OCD, ADD- you know, one of those "letter" problems. Occasionally he'd hit me in the face but I knew he wasn't really trying to be mean so I took it all in and liked him anyway. The problem came when they would take me out for a walk and then I'd go inside the house and have to pee so I'd squat right there and then- on the new carpet. Hubby said I had to go. Mastiff rescue called Lisa who picked me up and took me right to the vet for bloodwork and a urinalysis. Turned out I had a raging urinary tract infection! The vet put me on some antibiotics and now I'm good as ever! No more inappropriate peeing! I feel pretty good too! So now I'm looking for my forever home. I get along fine with other dogs- don't know about cats- maybe if they don't run from me I'd be ok- no guarantees though. I'm spayed and up to date on shots. I love people and will protect you once I realize you are my family. Hey guys- I am ready to go- what are you waiting for??? |
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Champ Am I gawgeous or what????? I'm Champ and I am one heck of a specimen of an Akita! I arrived at Blue Moon Akita Rescue in '09. I had been picked up as a stray because my owners would let me just roam free. Free is nice but not when you end up in doggie jail! My owners told the shelter to just "keep me." What??? You don't put up a fence and when I go check out the neighborhood and get picked up by the doggie police, you just abandon me?? It doesn't seem right. Oh well, I ended up at Karena's Akita Rescue place and it was pretty cool there. She taught me lots of stuff including going in a crate. To be honest, I really do expect a treat for going in there and Karena always complied. Anyway, I was always finding stuff to bark at- you know, squirrels, rabbits and stuff so Karena sent me to Blue Lion so I wouldn't bother the neighbors cause they get upset at stuff like that. Don't know why- I was just warning them that critteres were invading the yard and they might want to do something about it. Geez, the thanks I get! So now I've been at Blue Lion for awhile and you should see all these humongous dogs here. You and I thought I was big??? You should see some of these guys here- they're like horses! AND they drool- how undignified! I, however, am the most wonderful, loving boy you could ever want to meet. I get along with female dogs. Right now I am living with a feral female Akita and we do pretty good together but sometimes I just have to give her the "what for" just to keep her in line. Heck, she would eat ALL the food if I let her! I have to be honest here and tell you that I don't like cats. They cat tested me at the shelter and that didn't go so well. I'm thinkin' they're some sort of fast food.I have lots of energy and could go for a run with you if you want. I like knowing that there are rules in the house and I will obey them if I know you are going to hold me to them. I will respect you and love you with all my heart. Did I say I love attention and affection??? I am an awesome Akita and am ready for my FOREVER home!!! |
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Zya My name is Zya and I am a beautiful Dogue de Bordeaux. My boyfriend and I were picked up as strays and brought to the Humane Society in November. Our people came to get us but we were picked up again in December and, again, brought to the Humane Society. This time our people didn't come to get us. I had lost 10 lbs in that month- I had also come into heat. Geez, people, if you don't want us running away, put up a fence! Well, the boyfriend and I weren't ready to be parents- we wanted some fun times before having to settle down with a bunch of kids. I guess our people knew that and that's why they didn't care enough to come and get us. But Lisa did and now we are here at Blue Lion eating our hearts out and gaining weight. Anyway, I am now spayed so I don't ever have to worry about getting pregnant and being saddled down with kids. I'm pretty good with other dogs but if I think you're not watching, I'll decide that another female might just need her ass whooped. So I would prefer to be an only dog or be with another male although I will keep him in line too.I'm a real lover- honestly! I'll protect you and keep you warm at night' cause I love to snuggle! |
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Frank Check me out! I'm Frank and I'm absolutely NOT exaggerating when I tell you that you will probably never find another dog like me anywhere in the good ol' US of A ... and -- I'm going to go out on a limb here just a little bit -- I think it's not bragging to say you may never find anyone like me anywhere in the world -- ever again. Yep, I'm just that amazing. If you happen to be a geneology buff (my parents were not) I am best described as a Dogue DeBordeaux/Bassett Hound mix. Yep, mom was that cute little French chick who moved in next door to my dad, a Bassett Hound with about the smoothest line you'd ever hear. My grandparents were not nearly as thrilled with the match as the happy couple, but in short order, mom delivered a small litter of wiggling Dogue DeBasset hybrid puppies, ah la Frank Sr. No exaggeration when I tell you I was the most handsome, manly guy in the litter. I also may be about the luckiest dog you will ever meet. How many dogs do you know have survived 2cc of the shelter's best hot pink cocktail and still had a pulse -- much less a brain? Yeh baby, that's what I'm talking about. OK. so the hot shot was the result of a little misunderstanding. Let me explain because I know you're going to want to share this one with your friends after you take me home and they want a dog just like me. OK, so, my puppyhood was a little tumultuous and eventually I was picked up in Salt Lake City by Animal Control. A fast learner, that made me just a little wary of strange men, but I warmed up with the staff at the shelter and my enthusiasm made me a favorite there. I then was launched into society at a series of adoption fairs. In all fairness, I believe the cute young thing who adopted me really wanted a plug and play dog and I guess she expected I'd get training by osmosis. So when she'd go away, I'd get worried, because all my life I'd been the one left behind. So she returned me to the shelter. And I was off to another round of adoption fairs and of course I was promptly adopted by another person who could hardly spell DOG, much less Dogue DeBordeaux/Bassett. She didn't actually want another dog -- she wanted a nanny for her freakin Beagle. Thank God one of us three has a brain; unfortunately it wasn't the person opening the Alpo cans. My heavens, it is hard to find good bipedular parents. So this brain trust promptly took her new dog (me) and my partner Brainless Barney the Beagle (BBB) over to auntie's house. There she shoved me and BBB into the yard to play with a 20 pound Collie puppy while she and auntie had tea or some darn thing. Well, I don't like puppies and there was a commotion in the yard and when auntie and mom came out... well, the pup was broken... And so mom put me in the car and took me back to the shelter. She must have liked me 'cause she asked them to not put me to sleep but to find me another home. OK, so the shelter people really liked me and were sorry to hear what had happened. Sadly my buddy the shelter director was out of town because the head honchos of the shelter were off in New York at a conference. So the acting shelter director decided I was a danger to society and gave the order to put me down. Next thing I knew I was strapped on that thinger with a muzzle and was being injected with the hot pink cocktail. About the time I was starting to see the Rainbow Bridge at the end of the tunnel, the real shelter director called from New York and said to STOP and DO NOT PUT FRANK DOWN. So they stopped and when I (finally) woke up, I wasn't on the Rainbow Bridge, I was right back there at Salt Lake Animal Shelter. Yippee freakin skippE. So the real shelter director said they needed to find me a place to go. So Best Friends in Utah was contacted and they didn't want me but suggested the shelter call Blue Lion and my new best friend Lisa said to wrap me up and roll me out to Colorado. And here I am. I get along great with ADULT DOGS, LARGE ONES. No puppy dogs, please. Ever. During my travels I have been neutered, house trained and I like to sleep in bed with people. I really like that. I am very high energy and love to play and give kisses. Can I be your Valentine? I had hoped Santa Claus was going to bring me a forever home, but then that witch Moira told me there's no Santa Claus. So I am pinning all my hopes on Cupid or maybe even the Easter Bunny can hook me up with a forever home. And I'm not talking to Moira because she thinks she knows everything. I just know somewhere there is someone who will love me forever. |
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Zane Well hello there ... I'm Zane and I'm from Oklahoma. In Oklahoma, I am what they call a "tall drink of water" -- not because I pee, but because I'm kind of a big boy. My old life ended at a shelter in Oklahoma where I was scheduled to be euthanized but a person very special to Blue Lion stepped in and hooked me up with Lisa and here I am in Colorado and lovin it! I am a Great Dane mix, about 4 years old, UTD on shots, neutered, house trained, good with kids, sweet and affectionate, blah blah blah ... and guaranteed to scare the pants right off door to door BibleBangers, siding salespeople and any other stranger fool enough to ring the door bell. Besids that, I would make one heck of a terrific running partner and, again, no worries about anyone interferring with your daily constitutional ... who the hell needs an entourage when they've got me on the job?? Yeh baby, that's what I'm talkin about. Now, I've got a couple of deal breakers here--if you want to sign me to a lifetime contract to love you and take care of you, I need you to swear there will be no other male dogs. Ever. I don't like 'em and I don't want 'em around. Not visiting, not passing through, not pandering to try to make up to me. Nope, no male dogs, it's just not how I roll. If you've got a pretty girl who wants a handsome buddy to hang out with, I'll meet her and negotiate that but no male dogs. I also have that star quality that makes me want privacy so I am going to insist that you have or be willing to install (before I move in) a good 6' or higher privacy fence. That's it, that's all ... have your people get with my people here at Blue Lion (that would be Lisa as she's the only people at Blue Lion) and we'll talk about how I can make your life the best that it can be (no, you don't have to join the Army, just adopt me). Call me ... Love, Zane |
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Sweetie Hi, I'm Sweetie and I think just MAYBE my life has (finally) found a "happily ever after." Talking to the other dogs here at Blue Lion (holy cow, these guys put the B in BIG!) I'm feeling more secure than I have ever felt before in my life. My life. Well today is 4/24/10 and my milk is almost dried up but I have no clue where my babies are. They probably died and I just pray their few days or hours of life went quickly and that they didn't suffer. I sit with a full belly in a warm bed and watch the rain outside and listen to the wind. I think about my life. Maybe after you read my story you can come visit me and help me understand. I don't know why those people tied me to a tree and left me. I have always tried to be a good dog. I was a ratty, skinny dog but I was loyal to my people. I could have chewed though my tie, but I was trained to wait for my person to come for me. I believed they would come and help me. Surely they didn't intend to just leave me there. I was tied to that tree for three days. No food, no water. People saw me and they just passed on by. Some of them even had dogs. How could people see me tied there day after day, but just keep walking by like I was just so much trash in the park ... how could they do that and then say they love animals? But that was only the beginning. After waiting in the heat of the Texas days and the nights all alone, I laid down. I knew I was going to die and I figured my babies were already dead. I was so weak, but the worst was yet to come. Some high school age kids came by and they came over. I raised my head because I thought they were going to help me. No help. Turns out they just wanted to watch me die and see maybe how much pain I could take before I died. Then it began. They began to stone me. Yes they hit me with rocks, bottles, bricks, sticks, whatever they could find. And they kept hitting me. And laughing, and jeering at me as I tred to get away from the hail of pain. I wonder if any of these kids believe in God? I hope they don't live with pets. My God, I just wanted to die so that I couldn't feel the pain anymore. I had done nothing wrong, I had hurt no one. Why would they do this to me? And the stoning continued with a hailstorm of pain. Some of the braver ones came and kicked me. Yes, it takes a real man to kick a dog that is tied without food or water and can no longer stand. They must be very proud of themselves. And it didn't stop, and I closed my eyes so I couldn't see what they were doing to me. But I could still hear the laughter and jeers. Some people passed on by on their way somewhere. They looked the other way like they didn't see what was happening. I lay there and waited for it to be over and hoped God would let me die soon. Houston Tx, I hope you are proud of your teens and their values. What kind of homes do these children come from? My God I wanted it to be over. See the thing about stoning a living being is that it is a process more than an event. A bullet in the head is an event. I was in bad condition when my owner abandoned me but after being left tied without food or water for 3 days I was weakened. I could not have run away if they had let me loose. The stoning first caused me pain, and the accumulation continued to cause increasing agony, and would eventually culminate in death after destroying tissue and breaking bones. But there was an intervention and the children were unable to continue their horrific game. A woman saw and was unable to just ignore what was happening. She stormed up and challenged my attackers, and of course they ran. Cowards always run, even in Texas. So the lady rescued me and took me back to her apartment and took care of me. I thought I was safe, but I was wrong. She rescued me. But she couldn't keep me. A plea went out for help or I would have to go to the animal shelter. Blue Lion stepped up and brought me here to Colorado. I have good food and good shelter with kind hands to care for me. I have good medical care and I am being treated for Heartworm as I am Heartworm positive. But the important thing is that I am safe and have friends to visit and life is better now than it ever has been. But I would really like to find a home where I will be loved and cared for and maybe even get a toy or two at Christmas. Is that a lot to ask? I don't know. What do you think? |
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Otis I'm Otis and I'm an English Mastiff. I'm 5-6 years old and only weigh about 120 pounds, but I believe it's not the size that matters but knowing how to use what you've got. I am a smaller English Mastiff but there's nothing small about my heart, and once you meet me you won't understand how you got along without me. I do like other dogs and prefer to be in a household with another dog -- female. If I am left totally alone, I get anxious and tend to eat moulding and house parts, so it's probably better for me to live with another dog so we can play cards or something when the family is out. Oh yes, speaking of family ... I absolutely adore people (even kids). As I said before, I am all that and so I guess you shouldn't surprised to hear me say that I can pretty much guaranteee that I won't get along with another alpha dog in the house. Oh, and speaking of not getting along ... I don't like cats. They shed; they dig in the litterbox and then they lick their hands! Disgusting! And, if that's not bad enough, the dratted creatures hair ball just to get attention. I know they do it on purpose and I just really don't want to be around them. They are nasty little creatures and I suspect they are always up to no good. I cannot imagine why anyone would want a cat when they have an English Mastiff like me. Makes no sense. I'm neutered and have had all my shots. I like to play with well mannered children (I had a 7 year old boy as a playmate in my last gig and he was a cool little kid and we had some good times). Honestly, I don't understand why I ended up in rescue but I'll bet they're sorry now. E-mail Lisa and tell her you want to come to Blue Lion and meet Otis. Guarantee you that you will be glad you did. |
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Greta Well, I am Greta the Presa Canario and I'm probably about 20 months old now. I'm a sweetie with my people but I am definitely a Presa and I am a dominant girl. I will do best as an only dog and my person needs to have an assertive personality and some exeprience with breeds like mine. I have so much potential to be the dog you will remember as the best dog you ever had -- I just need to find that special person who will appreciate me for who I am but help me know they are my leader. I'm hoping you will come visit me and give us a chance. Please? I came from a shelter in Kansas where a breeder dumped a whole litter of us and that little shelter had no clue what we were and adopted us out ... and so then when we started growing up people brought us back to the shelter and most of us ended up at Blue Lion. |
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Bertha I'm Bertha ... and no, I'm not one of the infamous Butt Sisters ... I'm Bertha the Presa Canario and it should tell you something when I tell you that the best day of my life was the day I was removed from my home because of neglect. The officers came and got me and I thought "Well, things have got to get better because at least I'm maybe not going to be bred again, or at least maybe not right away soon." I had these awful bite wounds on my legs and head and the Humane Society was really worried about how to treat me ... me being one of those big bad Presa Canarios they write stories about and all, doncha know. So I just went belly up and asked for a good rub -- I figured "what the hell, if you're afraid to dress my wounds, maybe you'll rub my tummy." Well, that worked and, in fact, the people at the Humane Society were totally won over and were lining up to figure out how to help old Bertha get the hell outta Dodge. So, long story short, I'm about 4 years old. I'm now spayed and healthy. I ADORE PEOPLE, SIMPLY ADORE THEM. I get alone fine with other dogs but I am a little OCD about being the teacher's monitor -- so when the alpha person at the house feels a need to correct any of the other dogs, I'm really big on being right there to provide back up because there is absolutely no way anybody is going to do anything stupid with my new meal ticket. Ain't gonna happen. So, if you don't have any other dogs, or if you're good with having a big pretty girl watch your back and help you maintain order at your house ... you come on down to Blue Lion and tell Lisa that you have an appointment to meet Bertha. I'm waiting for you and ain't nobody gonna ever treat you as good as Bertha. I guarantee it. |
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Beefy Well, here I am again. People are such putzy creatures, I swear to you. OK, here's the deal. I'm Beefy and I'm a Mastiff Wannabe. I came to Blue Lion about a year ago and we all thought I was a Mastiff ... but then I quit growing at about 55 pounds (so would that make me the world's only Mini Mastiff??). So then I was adopted. I went to a family that I just adored and I thought they liked me too. I got along fine with their other dog and with the new baby, but then they didn't crate me and I was a typical puppy and I felt it was important to add a few of my own designer touches to their house. Boy that did create a real stir with them. You cannot imagine how upset thse folks were ... and honestly, if they would have put me in a crate when they went out, it would never have happened. What the heck do people expect? I'm a dog, not a preschooler for heaven's sake! So, long story short, here I am back at Blue Lion chasing my tail and waiting for someone with some common sense to come visit me. So ... I'm neutered, very friendly, about a year old, nobody has taught me much of anything and I would love to get some obedience training cuz I'm a real little smarty pants. I'm hanging in a kennel with Clare Bear who is a dog woman who knows her own mind ... and her mind is that she is gonna run things. OK, I like an assertive woman, and I can deal with that. She eats first and my bowl is next to hers but I like to let the old girl think she's really in charge, so I wait until she's done and there's always plenty left for me. I'm not currently housebroken but I swear to you it's only because nobody was willing to take the time to teach me ... I'll learn PDQ if you give me a chance. Come on out to Blue Lion and let's discuss how I can add that special something to your life and you can take me home and we can be a happy family. Come on and meet me .. don't forget .. ask for BEEFY. |
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Cricket Well hello there ... I'm Ms Cricket and I'm a Pit/Boxer mix. I ended up in rescue because I don't like children (nobody has ever asked me WHY I don't like kids, so I guess it doesn't much matter WHY anymore). So people tell me that kids will grow on you. OK, so mange grows on you too, and nobody thinks it's odd when a dog doesn't like mange. Nope, I don't have mange and I don't want kids either. So I ended up here at Blue Lion. I'm real smart and I'm very sweet with adults and with other dogs. Cats ... mmmm..... probably not so much. I am very food motivated and you can get me to do about anything (except like kids) for food. I'm about 3 years old and I've been spayed. I'd love to come live with you forever! We could have such fun! |
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Blossom: Parley vou francei? Nope, me neither. My ancestors may be from France but I'm strictly made in the USA -- I'm Blossom- Dogue de Bordeaux -I'm 5 years old and my breeder decided to put me down because everyone in my litter had hip problems. Guess I fooled them -- I have no sign of any hip problems and I am a good girl, but I really want to be an only child. I hope you've got a wading pool for my yard because I sure love to play in water. I'm spayed, housebroken and very affectionate, but I would do best in an adults only home as your only pet. Give me a call and let's splash around in the pool and talk about our future! |
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Benny: I'm Benny and if you are looking for a "smaller giant dog" who loves to please his person, I'm your guy. I'm a handsome Dane/hound/heeler mix (maybe ... dad was a travelin' man) ... and I am like the energizer bunny when there's an opportunity to go for a run. I am leash trained, love my dinner (and I'm not picky) -- but you do need to know that I'm probably better as an only child because I have this obsession to be the alpha dog when around other canines. I came into the humane society as a stray and was scheduled to be euthanized because of that alpha dog complex ... but hey, leadership isn't really a bad thing is it? Somebody needs to be the leader and I'm definitely smart enough to lead. Give me a call, let's go for a run and talk about our future as the dynamic duo ... you're gonna just love me (but not as much as I will love you), I promise. |
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Larry: Hey, I'm Larry the Lab and -- honestly -- everything is "my favorite thing!" -- but I especially like to play ball and frisbee. Actually, I've been kinda bummed here lately because my owners moved out and left me alone at the house when they moved. Can you believe it? I gave them 9 years of love and protection and they abandoned me like an old shoe. I really don't understand how people's minds work. So ... now it's probably better that I be an only dog because I'm food aggressive with other dogs, but I sure love people and I've got a TON OF ENERGY. If you like long walks or a good morning run ... pick me! Pick me! |
| Venus :Hi, I'm Venus and I'm one of the happiest, sweetest girls you will ever meet. I've had some small children be unkind to me so I don't trust them much and I'd really rather live with adults as they don't get sticky like little kids do. I'm 7 years old and tend to be the alpha girl with other dogs -- I have great project management skills, but some folks interpret that as being bossy with other dogs. Personally, that's fine with me because I'm just absolutely happy being an only dog and taking care of my people. My owners moved and couldn't take me so I consoled myself with food -- check out my love handles! But it makes me a great TV pillow for those winter nights and I've got a lot of energy so likely once we get together we'll be having so much fun that I'll slim right back down. |
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Clare Bear: OK, so I'm Clare Bear and I am not sure what the heck has happened to me but my buddy and I got out of the yard; we were picked up as strays and our mom and dad came and took my buddy home but they left me at the shelter! I was pretty broken hearted but ... I'm a Boxer/Pit Bull mix and so I bounced back pretty fast and now I'm looking for a family that will really appreciate me as their one and only dog. I am with some other dogs now but I really would rather be an only dog as sometimes I just have this overwhelming need to slap the snot out of the other guy I live with. That being said, you need to know that when I'm out walking (or running) with you, I'm a lady and don't bother anybody else. I am spayed, would love to hook up with someone who needs a running buddy. I find 6' fences to be not much of a challenge, so you'll want to be sure I don't spend time alone in the yard. Call me and let's go for a run! I need somebody to look after! |
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Tye: Something missing in your life? Yep I thought so ... that missing something would be ME! I am the lovely Lady Tye and I am a spayed Great Dane mix with a great sense of fun. I love to be with my people, but I really strongly prefer that they not have little animals because they're not very substantial squeek toys and, if you've got me ... who in the world else do you need? I'm not as large as a Great Dane, but I'm a big girl, I'm very sweet, and I love attention. Typically I get along just fine with other big dogs, but you are going to want to feed us separately to avoid any food issues. Please give me just one little chance to show you what real puppy love is all about. You need me in your life! |
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Baby: "Ya musta been a beautiful BABY, 'cuz BABY look at me now!" Yep, I'm all that and a bag of chips! I'm a sweet girl, love people and boy am I a terrific mouser -- you'll never see another of those little snots running around ever, trust me on that! I'm a 5-6 year old American Staffordshire Terrier who lost my happy home in Denver because of the Pit Bull Ban. I'm such a neat girl! Although I'm not a team player with other dogs (= I need to be an only child), I'm great with people and I've got a ton of energy. I'm spayed and what in the world is not to love! You are going to have to remember that I need to really feel loved because I can get out of a 6' fence. Come visit me!! |
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Nuchka: Need a high styling princess with a sense of humor? Yeh? Then you need me!! I'm Nuchka, a sweet sweet Lab/Mastiff mix and my very favorite thing is to wear bandanas. I'm your classic "plug and play" dog ... I'm spayed, current on my shots, housetrained and very friendly with people. My owners didn't want to crate me and then were surprised as a puppy when I acted like a puppy in the house and pulled cushions off the couch and stuff like that. You know, if they wanted a rocket scientist, they should have gone to NASA instead of pulling me out of that shelter ... so anyhow, at the end of the day, they decided they liked their couch cushions more than me and I was sent packing. So I'm older now, and I'm crate trained, and I really really REALLY want m own family to love. I'm good with other dogs as long as they understand that Princess Nuchka runs the show ... and of course, you need to feed us separately. Call me and let's get together! |
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Jackson: Well here I am, the original Action Jackson, or you can call me Jack. The good news is that I wasn't beaten in my last life, but the bad news is that my owner kept me on a chain and then he died. You would think his death would have ended my time on a chain, but that's not what happened at all. The neighbors were pretty weird -- it didn't occur to them to take me off my chain and give me a home -- heck no, they just came into the yard and fed me (which was very nice and I appreciated it) ... but took care of me like that for several months after the owner died and my chain became embedded in my neck and had to be surgically removed. That was not fun but I'm over it now and ready to go to a new home with my own people to love. I'm about two years old and I'm super affectionate, friendly and outgoing. I'm also a pretty big boy with a lot of enthusiasm for life so I need a strong owner who is willing to spend quality time working with me. I'm probably a Shepherd/Newfie mix, and I'm a smart boy who would be a truly amazing fellow if someone would work with me. You do need to know that I don't like other dogs because they teased me when I was on that chain. I don't know much about cats either but I suspect they'd be fun to chase. Trained, I'd be a great companion for someone who likes to hike in the mountains. I'm strong enough to help you carry things and I'm brave enough to keep you safe; here in Colorado, those are really good things. I do need an owner who is physically strong enough to work with me because I'm not mean, but I sure did learn how to pull on that chain. Please come and meet me. I'm a really nice guy and I'm waiting for the right person to take me home so I can learn new things and we can do fun stuff together. |
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Lacy: I'm Lacy and I'm such a cutie. I'm about 2 years old and a happy Pit Bull mix. My claim to fame is my eyes -- one is blue and one is hazel/amber. I love to play and I get along well with other dogs. I am crate trained. I think I was probably a landscape designer in a previous life. Left alone outside, I sometimes have this overwhelming desire to dig, so if you don't want me to get involved in a backyard makeover, you'll want to crate me in the house if you're going to be away for awhile. The upside to me is that if you do have a landscape project going on and you need some help digging holes for the shrubs, I've got real potential to be your best assistant ever! Come on over and visit me and you're going to wonder how you ever got along without me! |
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Bruno: If you've ever had a Cane Corso and are ready for a new guy -- I want that job! I'm not yet 4 and my owner surrendered me because I'm a really big guy and I tend to be a bit dominant (did I mention that I am a Cane Corso ... hello previous owner "a bit dominant" ... what? you were expecting me to act like a Yorkie??). Because I'm a up front kind of guy, I need you to know that I came to Blue Lion from the Cane Corso Rescue because I failed Foster Home 101. I was in my foster home for less then 24 hours, wondering what in the heck I'd done to cause my life to turn upside down, and these folks decided to take me to the dog park and let a bunch of kids climb on me. OK, that did not make my day and I let the kids know I was not the resident pony. So the foster home decided I wasn't going to stay with them and here I am. Because I am a real big guy, it's best if you don't have small kids. I am crate trained, protective and very affectionate with my owner. I love affection and lavish it on my person. You do need to know that I have some hip dysplasia, but it doesn't bother me or keep me from enjoying life or loving my people! Come on out to Blue Lion and let's take a walk and get acquainted. If you know the Cane Corso, I guarantee you're gonna fall in love with me |
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Mama Pit: Hello, I'm a 6 year old Pit Bull lady and was found doing the best I could for myself and my 7 pups. I was so good at taking care of my little ones that everybody just called me "Mama" and that name has stuck (BTW, I'm not Dozer's mom, but I love that little snot like one of my own). I'm now spayed and although I still have lots of energy, I have a more mature attitude about life. I'm not hyper, I like a good run but I won't go after another dog while running or walking with my person. I do like to see the rules of etiquette enforced and I want to be introduced before another dog comes into my fence. I sure like people, I'll get along with other dogs, and I would so love to spend the rest of my life in a kind and loving home. Please pick up that phone and "Call Mama" ... |
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Ace: Well, I'm Ace the Chocolate Lab and I'm a handsome guy with kind of a sad story. I came to Blue Lion Sanctuary from a Lab rescue because I was diagnosed with Lyme's Disease and my foster could not longer keep me. I don't know how much you know about Lyme's but it can cause aggression. I've finished all my medicine but I did have a problem at my foster's house. That was before I was being treated for Lyme's and my medication has taken care of the Lyme's and I'm pretty much acting like a lab again. The folks at Blue Lion want you to know that in my first four months I had one issue with another dog. It was over food and Lisa came into the pen and yelled at me and I walked away. Now my kennelmate is a lady Mastiff who has helped me understand doggie etiquette and that I am really not "all that and a bag of chips." I am a sweet, loving dog and need someone to love me who is calm and self assured. I would probably be best as an only pet in a childless household. If I had one wish, it would be for a "do over" in my life now that I am healthy again. Please give me a chance. |
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Isabelle: Hi I'm Isabelle and my previous owner claims I am a Fila Brasiliero ... and I don't remember my parents, but if I'm a Fila, I missed the DNA strand about temperament because I absolutely love everybody I meet, and I'm good with other dogs. It may be that I'm a Fila mix -- look at my picture though ... have you ever met a prettier girl? No? I didn't think so! I'm a real busy girl -- if the world could harness my energy, we wouldn't need to worry about oil shortages. Now, let me tell you about fences ... if you put me in one and ignore me, I'm gonna bark and maybe I'll go looking for somebody to play with, but I'm in a 6' fence here and I haven't tried to get out because I know I am loved and I like it here ... get my drift? My last owner put me on a chain to keep me in the yard, and I really hated that. Eventually they gave me up because two brain cells finally rubbed together and they decided that chain thing wasn't "fair" ... duh .. well, hello folks, welcome to the party. So that's the deal -- love me and I'll love you; make me know I'm loved and part of the family and I'll respect your fence. I'd prefer not to live with cats. |
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