You know, for a couple of bastards whose days were numbered a few days ago, they could've at least faked it for the camera. I asked for cute faces I don't know how many times but all I got were aggressive Animal Kingdom poses.



One thing most of us have a lot more of right now anyway is time and nobody ever said Saving Lives Doesn't Matter. These two came from Kentucky, 150 miles north, both are female. That's Cupcakes on the left, she's wearing white and brindle.

The handler said they're 20 weeks old. No idea what breed they are. I'm going with possibly Jack Russel or something similar mixed with a wiener dog maybe or maybe a basset hound or maybe not. We're told they're sisters. Ganache is on the right, that's her in chocolate and brindle.

Across every state in America and in numerous countries worldwide is a no-kill shelter operated by The Humane Society or similar agency. They're interlinked so any time a shelter needs space or has availability, they send out a memo and wait for a response.

Kill shelters are hesitant to kill puppies as their facilities become overcrowded. What typically happens is aggressive dogs are exterminated first. Next are the antisocial dogs followed by the old guys. Puppies are first to receive a second chance because they're easiest to adopt out.



So a kennel in Kentucky sent out a memo stating they have six puppies who need vaccinations, spayed / neutered and adopted. The Humane Society across town from us responded to the email and both of these horrendously unattractive little pains in the asses were shipped 150 miles south in a dog catcher truck.

It must've been noisy in there, poor things. Cupcake had poop on her paws and a little on her back when we got her. She was probably tossed around the back of an unaccommodating truck for several hours en route to Knoxville. Then we forced her in the kitchen sink for a warm bath. Both.



Ganache wouldn't come out of her cage the first day, that's another thing—cage. The Humane Society sends foster parents home with cages, shampoo, car carriers, temp fencing, food, pee pads, everything you need to cater to a puppy. No-kill shelters lack only space.

She was an emotional mess—Ganache. Stayed in her cage and wouldn't drink water or pee or anything the first few days. I feared she was sick. But she warmed up to us by the end of day two. Now she's pooping and peeing and chewing whatever she can sink her needle sharp teeth into undetected like a good girl.



When they arrive at the no-kill shelter, there's already a line of people waiting for a new puppy. Thing is, there's a 14 day gap between their first and second dose of vaccines where during the second dose they'll also be spayed / neutered. Once out of surgery and in recovery, they're officially available for adoption.

This is when The Humane Society reaches out to foster parent volunteers. Without temporary housing during that 14 day gap, the no-kill shelter has no choice but to refuse them. They re-home all pets, not just dogs, their facilities can only accommodate so many.

So we're on the list—no sweat. Just out here saving lives-n-stuff. We fenced off the living room, they have plenty of chew toys, food and water. They're just puppies. They entertain themselves for about 10 minutes, sleep it off for an hour, play 10, rinse, repeat.

Type 𝚗𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚎 in your search bar and save lives. Tell all your friends. Now if you'll excuse me, Cupcake memorized all the rules to fetch on her first throw and now she won't stop dropping the ball at my feet. Pisses off Ganache by the way, she's a jealous broad, they're funny. And vocal too. Cage fight!!