Raven Goes Back to the Shelter

Raven going to the Animal Services where she came from - but this time just to get her 3-year rabies booster.
Today I left work early so I could take Raven back to the shelter she came from. Here she is not looking so happy about traveling and leaving her friends behind.

Bark Park.
We passed the local dog park. Dog parks aren’t in Raven’s future.

Sky is beautiful this June 19, 2008.

The sky was beautiful, but ominous.

Fort Lauderdale Air Port BCAS

The shelter is next to the international airport. I guess noisewise, that was a good decision. Maybe not for the dogs, though. Who knows?

Raven pushes me out of her way.  She wants to get out of that truck first!

When I got to the shelter with Raven, she tried to escape by pushing her way out of the truck from behind me. But nothing doing. I held my ground and grasped her leash. Onward we went!

Irony at the animal shelter

Raven stopped at the recycle bin and read the sign. Ironic.

This way please.

This way please. Raven knew the way, and didn’t seem to mind returning to her old stomping ground. That was a relief for me. Guilt, you know?

Ouch!Raven getting loving from the staff.

Here she is being greeted by some very nice shelter workers. Raven plopped over to get a belly rub on her way to the back of the shelter, where two nice ladies gave her what she came for. Her 3-year rabies vaccine booster!

Knock Knock!

Knock knock! I’m home!

Home Sweet Home. Ahhh…my toy.

The first thing Raven did was go looking for her toy. Being all toys are hers, it didn’t take long for her to find one. And now she is all set with license tag and vaccine for another 3 years. Woohoo!


P.S. None of my dogs go to dog parks.

About Helen

I’m a Southern California living in South Florida. I’ve been here for 10 years as of October 1, 2007. No matter where I live, I’m a dog lover, and my breed is the Dobermann Pinscher of the Working Group. I am also fond of the Australian Shepherd of the Herding Group. My life revolves around my dogs, which is something those family members of mine don’t understand. So I’m an island in that respect, but have built friendships with those who are doggie lovers and respect the canine as much as I do. Some do rescue, some train in, compete in, and judge AKC trials. The common thread is our dogs are family.

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