Please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Arlanda, but some volunteers nicknamed me Leggo. I was a homeless shar pei who wound up in a kill shelter in Chatsworth, California on December 15, 2011. I was one of the lucky ones, because I was saved by a group of independent rescuers/good samaritans on January 13, 2012, just before I was scheduled to be killed. The group took responsibility for me, but that was supposed to be temporary because a Rescue had offered to take me in as soon as a foster home opened up. When that foster spot finally opened up in March, there were some bad reports floating around about that rescue and my good samaritan friends were then criticized for helping me. Without the benefit of a Rescue, my angels are now doing everything they can to keep me until I can find my forever home. I am so grateful to them and don’t want to complain, but I have been in boarding a long time now and I just want to be in a loving home again.
I am a spayed female, blue/grey flowered Chinese Sharpei and up-to-date on all my shots. I am about 3 years old and weigh about 60 pounds. I am friendly to approach, come when called, and know how to sit. I get excited to be out sometimes, so I pull on leash a lot, but once I calm down I walk nicely.
I’ve been waiting for a miracle. I’ve been going to adoption events, but every time someone walks by me, I look up just in time to see them walk on by. No one even stops to say “hello”, but I know that adopters are out there because I see puppies and smaller dogs leave in the loving arms of their new families. I am 3 years old, not a puppy any longer. I am black, and have heard that many people are superstitious about black dogs and are afraid of them. I don’t understand any of this.
Why doesn’t anyone love me? I am a good girl and am told I am very beautiful too. I know I could be a good watch dog and a loyal companion. And I know I could make a human smile after a long day at work. I’m so depressed now, the days are long, and the nights are even longer. As I lie in my kennel at night, I just dream of the perfect forever home with lots of toys, treats, belly-rubs, and good things to eat. But when I wake up, I’m very discouraged. I used to love playing with my friends at the cage free boarding in El Segundo, but now I just get irritated with the other dogs. I’m sad and I don’t understand why my best girlfriend just got adopted while I just pine away in boarding.
Volunteers do come to visit me and give me hugs and feed me treats. I love this so much, but the visits never seem to last long enough nor be frequent enough. I yearn for the love and comfort of a home and family. I look forward to visits so much that I have learned the sound of my favorite volunteer’s cars and I wiggle in anticipation. It seems like forever to me in between visits.
My angels keep telling me to hang in there, to never give up, that there is a special someone out there just for me. I’ve heard them cry as they walk away saying, “if I just had room …. what am I going to do?” They keep telling everyone about me, they keep trying to find me a home.
So, this is my story, can you help me? Can you find room in your heart and home to be my “hero”? Do you know someone who can? I know if you came to meet me, you’d fall in love. I can touch your heart just by reaching out my paw. PLEASE help me find a foster or adopter. Will you be the one?
To learn how to foster, adopt, or sponsor Arlanda, please contact email@example.com and specify Arlanda.