| Arkansas Southern Dog Rescue (ASDR) is dedicated to saving the lives of innocent animals, some who spend many days and some only a few days, at risk of being euthanized by a shelter that is always full of unwanted and abandoned animals whose only crime was to be born. These beautiful animals, like Hootie and Pepper there certainly deserve a lot more of a chance than they have had. |
 | Like all rescues we are constantly in need! | |
| We need sponsors! | |
| We need donations - food, leashes, collars, and most of all - money to continue our work! | |
| Please consider donating to these efforts. | ||
| WE NEED FOSTERS!!! Please consider taking one of the sweet dogs into your home for a | |
| short time until they can be certified healthy and transport can be arranged to a wonderful new home where they will be loved and cared for in a way they have never known before. | ||
| If you are interested in fostering, please fill out a foster application and it will be processed | |
| as soon as we possibly can. EVERY NEW FOSTER MEANS ANOTHER LIFE SAVED!!! |
| Please contact us with any questions, suggestions, offers to sponsor animals, donations, etc. savinglives@arsoutherndogrescue.org |
| Do you think you are ready to foster a needy animal? Please click HERE and fill out a Foster Application. The animals need you |
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To see all dogs, cats available go to :
http://www.petfinder.com/shelters/AR155.html
http://www.petfinder.com/shelters/AR155.html
Amber
Update 9-2008..... Amber has been
adopted by her foster she had been
there so long she had become part of
the family .Amber is a beautiful girl who was
adopted from a kill shelter. She is a hero as
she saved her loving mom from a break in
by alerting her that there was something
wrong and scaring off a would-be intruder!
Unfortunately for Amber, as much as her
mom loves her she developed some serious
back problems that made her unable to care
for Amber. Amber is now in foster care and
is desperately looking for another wonderful
family that she can care for and be loved in
returned. Do YOU have place for Amber in
your family? She is a beautiful girl who is
housetrained, completely vetted, very sweet
and loving and anxious for her forever
home.
adopted by her foster she had been
there so long she had become part of
the family .Amber is a beautiful girl who was
adopted from a kill shelter. She is a hero as
she saved her loving mom from a break in
by alerting her that there was something
wrong and scaring off a would-be intruder!
Unfortunately for Amber, as much as her
mom loves her she developed some serious
back problems that made her unable to care
for Amber. Amber is now in foster care and
is desperately looking for another wonderful
family that she can care for and be loved in
returned. Do YOU have place for Amber in
your family? She is a beautiful girl who is
housetrained, completely vetted, very sweet
and loving and anxious for her forever
home.
Ellie
This adorable little girl was found as a
stray by LRAS. She was in the shelter
for a LONG time and was recently
taken into rescue. Although her life is
no longer in danger she desperately
wants and needs a home of her own.
She is a beautiful little girl, full of life,
fun-loving and wants a family who will
play with her and teach her manners,
take her for walks and teach her to
walk on a leash, pet her and love her
and take wonderful care of her from
now on. She didn't have a very good
start - she was on her own trying to
make her own way from the time she
was weaned from her mom. She
definitely needs some work on her
social skills - she is just so eager to
please and wants to be loved so much
that she is just over-enthusiastic but
with love and training she can be a
wonderful. loving addition to your
family. Please send in a adoption
application on her today. Her adoption
donation is $150.
stray by LRAS. She was in the shelter
for a LONG time and was recently
taken into rescue. Although her life is
no longer in danger she desperately
wants and needs a home of her own.
She is a beautiful little girl, full of life,
fun-loving and wants a family who will
play with her and teach her manners,
take her for walks and teach her to
walk on a leash, pet her and love her
and take wonderful care of her from
now on. She didn't have a very good
start - she was on her own trying to
make her own way from the time she
was weaned from her mom. She
definitely needs some work on her
social skills - she is just so eager to
please and wants to be loved so much
that she is just over-enthusiastic but
with love and training she can be a
wonderful. loving addition to your
family. Please send in a adoption
application on her today. Her adoption
donation is $150.
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Average Pet Owner:
Thank you for contacting us animal rescuers, shelter volunteers, and foster-homes about your inability to keep your pet. We receive an extremely high volume of inquiries
and requests to accept surrendered animals (and none of us is getting paid, OK?). To help us expedite your problem as quickly as possible, please observe the following
guidelines:
1. Do not say that you are "CONSIDERING finding a good home" for your pet, or that you, "feel you MIGHT be forced to," or that you "really THINK it would be better if" you
unloaded the poor beast. Ninety-five percent of you have already got your minds stone-cold made up that the animal WILL be out of your life by the weekend at the latest.
Say so. If you don't, I'm going to waste a lot of time giving you common-sense, easy solutions for very fixable problems, and you're going to waste a lot of time coming up
with fanciful reasons why the solution couldn't possibly work for you. For instance, you say the cat claws the furniture, and I tell you about nail-clipping and scratching posts
and aversion training, and then you go into a long harangue about how your husband won't let you put a scratching post in the family room, and your ADHD daughter cries if
you use a squirt bottle on the cat, and your congenital thumb abnormalities prevent you from using nail scissors and etc., etc. Just say you're getting rid of the cat.
2. Do not waste time trying to convince me how nice and humane you are. Your co-worker recommended that you contact me because I am nice to animals, not because I am
nice to people, and I don't like people who "get rid of" their animals. "Get rid of" is my least favorite phrase in any language. I hope someone "gets rid of" YOU someday. I
am an animal advocate, not a people therapist. After all, for your ADHD daughter, you can get counselors, special teachers, doctors, social workers, etc. Your pet has only
me, and people like me, to turn to in his or her need, and we are unpaid, overworked, stressed-out, and demoralized. So don't tell me this big long story about how, "We
love this dog so much, and we even bought him a special bed that cost $50, and it is just KILLING us to part with him, but honestly, our maid is just awash in dog hair every
time she cleans, and his breath sometimes just reeks of liver, so you can see how hard we've tried, and how dear he is to us, but we really just can't . . ." You are not nice,
and it is not killing you. It is, in all probability, literally killing your dog, but you're going to be just fine once the beast is out of your sight. Don't waste my time trying to make
me like you or feel sorry for you in your plight.
3. Do not try to convince me that your pet is exceptional and deserves special treatment. I don't care if you taught him to sit. I don't care if she's a beautiful Persian. I have a
waiting list of battered and/or whacked-out animals who need help, and I have no room to foster-house your pet. Do not send me long messages detailing how Fido just
l-o-v-e-s blankies and carries his favorite blankie everywhere, and oh, when he gets all excited and happy, he spins around in circles, isn't that cute? He really is darling, so
it wouldn't be any trouble at all for us to find him a good home. Listen, we can go down to the pound and count the darling, spinning, blankie-loving beasts on death row by
the dozens, any day of the week. And, honey, Fido is a six-year-old Shepherd-Lab mix. I am not lying when I tell you that big, older, mixed-breed, garden-variety dogs are
almost completely unadoptable, and I don't care if they can whistle Dixie or send semaphore signals with their blankies. What you don't realize is that, though you're trying
to lie to me, you're actually telling the truth: Your pet IS a special, wonderful, amazing creature. But this mean old world does not care. More importantly, YOU do not care,
and I can't fix that problem.
All I can do is grieve for all the exceptional animals who live short, brutal, loveless lives and die without anyone ever recognizing that they were indeed very, very special.
4. Finally, just, for pity' s sake, for the animal's sake, tell the truth, and the whole truth. Do you think that if you just mumble that your cat is "high-strung, " I will say,
"Okey-doke! No problemo!" and take it into foster care? No, I will start a asking questions and uncover the truth, which is that your cat has not used a litter box in the last
six months. Do not tell me that you "can't" crate your dog. I will ask what happens when you try to crate him, and you will either be forced to tell me the symptoms of
full-blown, severe separation anxiety, or else you will resort to lying some more, wasting more of our time.
And, if you succeed in placing your pet in a shelter or foster care, do not tell yourself the biggest lie of all: "Those nice people will take him and find him a good home, and
everything will be fine." Those nice people will indeed give the animal every possible chance, but if we discover serious health or behavior problems, if we find that your
misguided attempts to train or discipline him have driven him over the edge, we will do what you are too immoral and cowardly to do: We will hold the animal in our arms,
telling him truthfully that he is a good dog or cat, telling him truthfully that we are sorry and we love him, while the vet ends his life.
How can we be so heartless as to kill your pet, you ask? Do not ever dare to judge us. At least we tried. At least we stuck with him to the end. At least we never abandoned
him to strangers, as you certainly did, didn't you? In short, this little old rescuer/foster momma has reached the point where she would prefer you pet owners to tell her
stories like this:
"We went to Wal-Mart and picked up a free pet in the parking lot a couple of years ago. Now we don't want it anymore. We're lazier than we thought. We've got no patience
either. We're starting to suspect the animal is really smarter than we are, which is giving us self-esteem issues. Clearly, we can't possibly keep it. Plus, it might be getting
sick; it's acting kind of funny.
"We would like you to take it in eagerly, enthusiastically, and immediately.
"We hope you'll realize what a deal you're getting and not ask us for a donation to help defray your costs. After all, this is an (almost) pure-bred animal, and we'll send the
leftover food along with it. We get the food at Wal-Mart too, and boy, it's a really good deal, price-wise".
"We are very irritated that you haven't shown pity on us in our great need and picked the animal up already. We thought you people were supposed to be humane! Come
and get it today. No, we couldn't possibly bring it to you; the final episode of "Survivor II" is on tonight."
Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Pet Owner, for your cooperation.
Thank you for contacting us animal rescuers, shelter volunteers, and foster-homes about your inability to keep your pet. We receive an extremely high volume of inquiries
and requests to accept surrendered animals (and none of us is getting paid, OK?). To help us expedite your problem as quickly as possible, please observe the following
guidelines:
1. Do not say that you are "CONSIDERING finding a good home" for your pet, or that you, "feel you MIGHT be forced to," or that you "really THINK it would be better if" you
unloaded the poor beast. Ninety-five percent of you have already got your minds stone-cold made up that the animal WILL be out of your life by the weekend at the latest.
Say so. If you don't, I'm going to waste a lot of time giving you common-sense, easy solutions for very fixable problems, and you're going to waste a lot of time coming up
with fanciful reasons why the solution couldn't possibly work for you. For instance, you say the cat claws the furniture, and I tell you about nail-clipping and scratching posts
and aversion training, and then you go into a long harangue about how your husband won't let you put a scratching post in the family room, and your ADHD daughter cries if
you use a squirt bottle on the cat, and your congenital thumb abnormalities prevent you from using nail scissors and etc., etc. Just say you're getting rid of the cat.
2. Do not waste time trying to convince me how nice and humane you are. Your co-worker recommended that you contact me because I am nice to animals, not because I am
nice to people, and I don't like people who "get rid of" their animals. "Get rid of" is my least favorite phrase in any language. I hope someone "gets rid of" YOU someday. I
am an animal advocate, not a people therapist. After all, for your ADHD daughter, you can get counselors, special teachers, doctors, social workers, etc. Your pet has only
me, and people like me, to turn to in his or her need, and we are unpaid, overworked, stressed-out, and demoralized. So don't tell me this big long story about how, "We
love this dog so much, and we even bought him a special bed that cost $50, and it is just KILLING us to part with him, but honestly, our maid is just awash in dog hair every
time she cleans, and his breath sometimes just reeks of liver, so you can see how hard we've tried, and how dear he is to us, but we really just can't . . ." You are not nice,
and it is not killing you. It is, in all probability, literally killing your dog, but you're going to be just fine once the beast is out of your sight. Don't waste my time trying to make
me like you or feel sorry for you in your plight.
3. Do not try to convince me that your pet is exceptional and deserves special treatment. I don't care if you taught him to sit. I don't care if she's a beautiful Persian. I have a
waiting list of battered and/or whacked-out animals who need help, and I have no room to foster-house your pet. Do not send me long messages detailing how Fido just
l-o-v-e-s blankies and carries his favorite blankie everywhere, and oh, when he gets all excited and happy, he spins around in circles, isn't that cute? He really is darling, so
it wouldn't be any trouble at all for us to find him a good home. Listen, we can go down to the pound and count the darling, spinning, blankie-loving beasts on death row by
the dozens, any day of the week. And, honey, Fido is a six-year-old Shepherd-Lab mix. I am not lying when I tell you that big, older, mixed-breed, garden-variety dogs are
almost completely unadoptable, and I don't care if they can whistle Dixie or send semaphore signals with their blankies. What you don't realize is that, though you're trying
to lie to me, you're actually telling the truth: Your pet IS a special, wonderful, amazing creature. But this mean old world does not care. More importantly, YOU do not care,
and I can't fix that problem.
All I can do is grieve for all the exceptional animals who live short, brutal, loveless lives and die without anyone ever recognizing that they were indeed very, very special.
4. Finally, just, for pity' s sake, for the animal's sake, tell the truth, and the whole truth. Do you think that if you just mumble that your cat is "high-strung, " I will say,
"Okey-doke! No problemo!" and take it into foster care? No, I will start a asking questions and uncover the truth, which is that your cat has not used a litter box in the last
six months. Do not tell me that you "can't" crate your dog. I will ask what happens when you try to crate him, and you will either be forced to tell me the symptoms of
full-blown, severe separation anxiety, or else you will resort to lying some more, wasting more of our time.
And, if you succeed in placing your pet in a shelter or foster care, do not tell yourself the biggest lie of all: "Those nice people will take him and find him a good home, and
everything will be fine." Those nice people will indeed give the animal every possible chance, but if we discover serious health or behavior problems, if we find that your
misguided attempts to train or discipline him have driven him over the edge, we will do what you are too immoral and cowardly to do: We will hold the animal in our arms,
telling him truthfully that he is a good dog or cat, telling him truthfully that we are sorry and we love him, while the vet ends his life.
How can we be so heartless as to kill your pet, you ask? Do not ever dare to judge us. At least we tried. At least we stuck with him to the end. At least we never abandoned
him to strangers, as you certainly did, didn't you? In short, this little old rescuer/foster momma has reached the point where she would prefer you pet owners to tell her
stories like this:
"We went to Wal-Mart and picked up a free pet in the parking lot a couple of years ago. Now we don't want it anymore. We're lazier than we thought. We've got no patience
either. We're starting to suspect the animal is really smarter than we are, which is giving us self-esteem issues. Clearly, we can't possibly keep it. Plus, it might be getting
sick; it's acting kind of funny.
"We would like you to take it in eagerly, enthusiastically, and immediately.
"We hope you'll realize what a deal you're getting and not ask us for a donation to help defray your costs. After all, this is an (almost) pure-bred animal, and we'll send the
leftover food along with it. We get the food at Wal-Mart too, and boy, it's a really good deal, price-wise".
"We are very irritated that you haven't shown pity on us in our great need and picked the animal up already. We thought you people were supposed to be humane! Come
and get it today. No, we couldn't possibly bring it to you; the final episode of "Survivor II" is on tonight."
Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Pet Owner, for your cooperation.
I Rescued A Human Today
I rescued a human today.
Her eyes met mine as she walked down the
corridor peering
apprehensively into the kennels. I felt her
need instantly and knew
I had to help her. I wagged my tail, not too
exuberantly, so she
wouldn't be afraid. As she stopped at my
kennel I blocked her view
from a little accident I had in the back of my
cage. I didn't want
her to know that I hadn't been walked
today. Sometimes the shelter
keepers get too busy and I didn't want her
to think poorly of them.
As she read my kennel card I hoped that
she wouldn't feel sad about
my past. I only have the future to look
forward to and want to make
a difference in someone's life. She got
down on her knees and made
little kissy sounds at me. I shoved my
shoulder and side of my head
up against the bars to comfort her. Gentle
fingertips caressed my
neck; she was desperate for
companionship. A tear fell down her
cheek and I raised my paw to assure her
that all would be well.
Soon my kennel door opened and her smile
was so bright that I
instantly jumped into her arms. I would
promise to keep her safe. I
would promise to always be by her side. I
would promise to do
everything I could to see that radiant smile
and sparkle in her
eyes. I was so fortunate that she came
down my corridor. So many
more are out there who haven't walked the
corridors. So many more to
be saved. At least I could save one.
I rescued a human today.
I rescued a human today.
Her eyes met mine as she walked down the
corridor peering
apprehensively into the kennels. I felt her
need instantly and knew
I had to help her. I wagged my tail, not too
exuberantly, so she
wouldn't be afraid. As she stopped at my
kennel I blocked her view
from a little accident I had in the back of my
cage. I didn't want
her to know that I hadn't been walked
today. Sometimes the shelter
keepers get too busy and I didn't want her
to think poorly of them.
As she read my kennel card I hoped that
she wouldn't feel sad about
my past. I only have the future to look
forward to and want to make
a difference in someone's life. She got
down on her knees and made
little kissy sounds at me. I shoved my
shoulder and side of my head
up against the bars to comfort her. Gentle
fingertips caressed my
neck; she was desperate for
companionship. A tear fell down her
cheek and I raised my paw to assure her
that all would be well.
Soon my kennel door opened and her smile
was so bright that I
instantly jumped into her arms. I would
promise to keep her safe. I
would promise to always be by her side. I
would promise to do
everything I could to see that radiant smile
and sparkle in her
eyes. I was so fortunate that she came
down my corridor. So many
more are out there who haven't walked the
corridors. So many more to
be saved. At least I could save one.
I rescued a human today.
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