Sep 29 2011

Meet Bandit!


Hey there everyone! I’m a super handsome and sweet lovebug named Bandit, and am so happy to meet you! I am a 4 year old, 79 pound Dalmatian/Pointer mix, and I’m waiting for a brand new home. Actually, I’ve been waiting awhile now, so very patiently in my kennel, for you to come for me. I break the hearts of some of the volunteers here as they’ve watched me do this waiting game thing. I just stand at the door of my kennel, oftentimes with a toy in my mouth, and I wait.

I’m such a nice and good looking dog! My looks are stunning, what with my black and white coat, adorable face, and cute little paws that prance with joy. I’m at least partially housetrained too, because I know to go to the bathroom as soon as I get outside! I may need a refresher when we get home, but I’m well on my way. I’m trying to do everything I can to be a good boy and hope that someone will want to take me home.

I came to Wayside as a transfer from another shelter where they didn’t have enough room for me. I’m happy to be here, don’t get me wrong, but what I really need is a real home. It’s hard to get a good nights sleep here at the shelter and it’s hard for me to relax in my kennel. I am well behaved, though, and I don’t jump around and bark and act crazy like some of the dogs do. Still, I do want you to notice me. Please?

I am strong, athletic and active. And at 4 years old, I am in the prime of my life! I love to go out for walks, although sometimes I get excited and pull on my leash. I do much better with a harness, if my pulling is a problem for you. Being stuck in my kennel all day just isn’t the life for a dog like me, that’s why I get so anxious and pull. After a run in the park, I calm down quite nicely and don’t pull nearly as much.

I’m quite friendly, social, gentle and playful. I know how to sit for my treats. I love people, but I do have a little bit of an independent streak in me, too. This isn’t a bad thing, because it means I won’t be constantly bugging you for attention. I can keep myself entertained, as long as I have a few toys and room to play. I happen to love to play FETCH! I’m great at the game, too by the way. I always love to have a toy in my mouth. It is calming for me, and it shows that I’m always ready for a game! Because I like my toys so much, I would probably do best in a home without children under 12. I’m not the best at sharing, and small kiddos don’t always understand that. It is called ‘resource guarding’, but, it can be a really easy thing to work with me on. Trainers and adoptions counselors at Wayside have information about how to help me get over my need to guard my favorite items.

As far as other dogs go, I can sometimes be a wee bit bossy. I’m not afraid to show other dogs that I like to be in charge. Because of this, I definitely need to meet any other dogs you have before we all go home together. Of course, my dream home would have me as their only dog. And I think I’ll be enough to keep you happy and loved, so you won’t miss not having another dog around.

The other day, I was chosen to be the Wayside greeter dog, welcoming all the customers to Wayside. You have to be a volunteer favorite to be chosen for this important job. And I was a true gentleman, calm, cool, and collected. I enjoyed the attention, showed off my tricks, loved it when people commented on my cuteness. And when a thunderstorm rolled in, I wasn’t phased a bit. Nope. No fear of thunderstorms from this boy! Unfortunately, you didn’t come for me that particular day, maybe you stayed away because of that storm, but I know you will come soon. I have faith in you.

I’m a pretty simple boy, just looking for a family to be a part of. Daily exercise, fresh water and food, a clean dog bed, someone to pet me and tell me I’m a good boy…that all sounds so wonderful. And in return, I’ll be the most loyal of companions to you! I will be grateful to you and love you with everything I’ve got. No one will try harder than I will! What do I need to do to have you stop by and meet me, instead of passing me by? Until you come, I’ll continue to wait here in my kennel.

Love, Beautiful Bandit

ps WATCH MY VIDEO!


Sep 13 2011

Meet Dale

Dale is looking for his forever home

Dale is looking for his forever home

Where to begin my story – gosh, that is hard for me to figure out.  Hi, my name is Dale, and I’m a 3 year old super handsome and very housebroken lab mix who is loving, sweet natured, and definitely in need of a very special home with a very special family.  My original family adopted me almost 3 years ago, when I was still a little puppy.  As it turns out, I grew into a big, goofy, lovable dog, and definitely a guy that needs daily exercise, lots of interaction with my family, and plenty of playtime – hey, I’m a lab, doesn’t that just say it all?    I also need lots of lovin’ and affection, just like any dog wants to have.  At my old home, somehow as the time passed, I started spending more and more time in my kennel in the garage.  It wasn’t that they didn’t love me, they just didn’t have the time and inclination to work with me.  So I got stuck out there with the other family dogs, but far away from a normal life and love from you humans.   I’m so grateful that they decided to surrender me to Wayside so that I could find a new and better life for me- the kind of life that every dog dreams of having. 

I didn’t do well in the shelter environment at Wayside at all.  I was scared in my kennel, and unsure and afraid of all the people walking by and staring at me.  I was lucky enough to get into a foster home where my new family has been nurturing, loving, and ever so patient at giving me a chance to grow into my own.  I’m starting to figure out this life that I have now!  It is awesome to feel a part of something and to have some doggie friends to play with and some structure and well, lots of love.  When I first arrived, I was a little crazy, running around, jumping on everything, so enthusiastic yet unsure of how I was supposed to act.  I guess I was so excited to be out of the shelter, I just had to show how happy I was.  After I calmed down, my new family started to figure out more about my personality – and my fears.  Maybe we should call my fears phobias instead.  Foster Mom knew that I was different right away because I was scared to death of the TV.  I would do anything to get away from it.  My foster mom says that she thinks my fears are really about anything that moves or moves fast.  Loud and sudden (hair dryers, lawn mowers, door slams) noises make me so frightened that I have to run and hide.   Yes, a big boy like me, afraid of my own shadow sometimes.  However, the more I am around these sounds and noises – and that darn TV – I am getting used to them.  

A typical weekday for me includes some early morning playtime with her other dogs, then I go happily in my crate for some rest time.  My foster mom comes back at lunch, and we get out again and play and romp around for awhile.  Then it is back to relaxing until she comes home in the late afternoon.  When I say I play with other dogs, well, there are 3 –  two female and one male.  One is pretty lazy, and the others like to run around and act silly like I do.  When I joined the pack, I just so easily fit in.  I understood the natural order immediately, and I never do any boat rocking at all.  My foster mom says that I’m just a natural around other dogs.  I even spend time at Man’s Best Friend Pet Resort when my family is out of town, and they they I’m about the greatest dog in the world around other dogs.  I love everyone, and I can ‘read’ other dogs and their cues so well.  I make every dog comfortable.   I really, really want to go home with one, ok?  Another dog helps me with my confidence boosting. 

I easily stay in their back yard, and she said that she doesn’t see me jumping fences or anything like that ever again.  My greatest joy in the back yard is having my foster mom out there with me – and the other dogs, too.  When everyone is there, I’m happy as a clam.  If she goes inside, I want to follow her and be by her side.  I also really love toys – any kind of toy makes me happy.  Have you heard of the Kong Wobbler toy?  You can feed me from this toy, and it takes a long time for us dogs to find the food inside.  It is just a nice way to keep busy and get my meal!  I also love peanut butter and rawhide treats.  My foster mom says that in order to help me get used to the TV, she will give me a rawhide to chew on, and once I start chewing, I forget that I’m afraid of that doggone TV.  I can stay in the room with a show on and not get as anxious anymore.  

Besides having a great sit, I also love to play a good game of F-E-T-C-H!  You can see me playing in the park in my video.   I would be a good dog to take to the off leash park since I really do love other doggies, and I like meeting new friends.  We could play fetch in the park, too – wouldn’t you like to do that with me?

My foster mom thinks sometimes that I act more like I came from a puppy mill than from someone’s home.  My fears and phobias are typical of a puppy mill dog – afraid of sudden movement, fearful around new things and worried about the big, wide wonderful world that we live in.  I need a family who can understand that.   I look like I’m a big lion, but I’m I really act more like a little scared lamb.  I’m getting so much better, and learning so much about life.  I need a family who wants to give me the time and the chance to learn something about life and be all that I can be.  I want to be a big part of your world, and since I like to have people around me, I would love it if someone was home more often during the day.  I want to be a big and loving part of your life. 

Can you imagine how much fun it would be to show me about life and love, and allow me to blossom?   You can see the world through my eyes – it may give you a whole new perspective on life.  It may take me a little while to warm up and be the boy that I can be, but if you love me, you’ll give me that chance.  I guess you are asking yourself why you should adopt me.  I would be doing that too, if I were you.  I guess the best thing to say to you is that you would be giving a dog like me a chance at a normal and wonderful life.  You would give me a place in this world that I really haven’t had a chance to find yet.  You would rescue me – yes, truly rescue me.  It might be hard sometimes to find your way with me.  It might be hard to be as patient as you’d like to be with me all the time.  I understand all that, and I promise you that I will try my hardest to be the best dog I can be, and I promise to keep learning every single day from you – just like I’ve been doing.  I expect that you will find such a reward every day in helping me grow, I think you will feel blessed.  I am loved so strongly by my foster mom, and she protects me and feels so good that she is helping such a sweet dog find his way in the world.   I’m willing to keep trying and keep growing.  I hope that you will find that giving me a chance was the best decision you ever made in your life.  I think I’d be worth it, I really, truly do. 

Love from Dale

Dale is currently in a foster home. If you are interested in meeting him, please contact Wayside Waifs Adoptions at 816-986-4426 to arrange a time to meet.


Sep 9 2011

Why I Strutt

Strutting our Stuff for Wayside Waifs!

Strutting our stuff for Wayside Waifs!

I started “Strutting” and raising money for ‘Strutt With Your Mutt’ for one reason, and his name is Tobin.  Wayside Waifs and Tobin changed my life.  I saw him on Wayside Waifs’ website, and he fit the profile of the “type” of dog for which I was looking (maybe a Schnauzer/Cairn terrier-mix).  Actually, he fit the “type” of dog I thought I could tolerate.  My boyfriend was really the one chanting the “we have to have a dog” mantra.  So, we traveled to Wayside Waifs to meet him.  I didn’t instantly fall in love with Tobin.  He was a wiry little thing that seemed more interested in sniffing the perimeter of the play yard than in meeting us.  However, he did often run over to us and flop on his back to announce his desire for a belly rub (which he still does to this day).  I just wasn’t confident about having a dog.  I liked my life, my routine, not having to worry about a sock that accidentally fell on the floor; but, my boyfriend insisted that this dog had a “sweet disposition,” and we should strongly consider adopting him.    

So, we decided to adopt.  As we drove to Wayside Waifs to pick up the newest addition to our home, I was anxious.  It was the kind of anxiety that only comes around for me once every several years, and I didn’t like it.  When we left with Tobin, he proved to us that the description on the website was correct.  It said that he had “two speeds… fast and faster.”  When we walked out of Wayside, he was crazy, and I was second-guessing my already second-guessed decision to bring a dog into my life.  But, when we got in the car, my instincts kicked in.  He was ours.  My boyfriend later commented that he couldn’t believe how well I drove a heavy piece of machinery (the car) while working to calm a very confused and excited dog.  Tobin and I weren’t instant friends.  He completely changed that routine to which I was tied.  He ate slippers.  He had more energy than any dog I’d ever known.  

I don’t know exactly when I fell in love with him.  But, I do remember a time when he injured his leg.  It turned out to be a minor injury, but during the time he was recovering, I promised him I would do whatever I had to do to care for him for the rest of his life.  That was it.  He became the light of my life.  He changed my perspective on almost everything, from how I lived my daily life to what I wanted to pursue professionally.  

That’s why I ‘Strutt.’  Last year, I was the top fundraiser for ‘Strutt With Your Mutt.’  Raising over $3,000 was the least I could do to show my gratitude for the happiness Wayside Waifs and Tobin had brought me.  The support that was given to me during my fundraiser was incredible.  I printed the names of all of my supporters on the back of my shirt for the day of the ‘Strutt,’ and I was shocked at how long the list was.  Unfortunately, Tobin was not very well-behaved on his leash at this time last year, so I took my niece dog, Ellé.  She LOVES to walk, and she had a blast. 

This year, I have two reasons to raise $3,000 for Wayside Waifs again.  We adopted Lincoln, a cream colored Cairn terrier, in March 2011.  Now, I can’t imagine my life without my dogs.  I ask everyone I know to support my fundraising campaign for Wayside Waifs, and you can ask too.  Form a dog pack, sign up for the 5K race, or stroll through Brookside on the leisurely ‘Strutt’ with your dog or your niece dog.  Raise some money, win a few fun prizes, and come enjoy the day.  I can only assume that because adopting from Wayside Waifs changed my life, it may have changed yours too.   

Written by Marie T. Dispenza
Development Associate at Wayside Waifs


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