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My name is Cranberry. I am a four-month-old, adorable puppy. This past November, I was rescued along with my mom, four brothers, and four sisters from a shelter in Los Angeles. We moved to a foster home and spent our days sleeping, eating and playing. Fun, huh?! The time came for all of us to meet our new families. My siblings - Wishbone, Acorn, Pecan, Rolls, Stuffing, Yam, Butternut, and Sweet Potato - were all adopted, just in time for Thanksgiving. Even though there were families interested in taking me home, I wasn't ready for adoption because I wasn't feeling well. You see, I wasn't growing as fast as my brothers and sisters, and I was a lot slower than I should be. Being a puppy is a lot of work - but, I was way more tired than normal.
Fozzie Bear, formerly known as Hodor has an amazing life. His story is a wonderful reminder that not every great adopter fits into a perfect mold, and as rescuers, we need to keep an open mind to different lifestyles and living situations. Nik was definitely not a typical adopter. For work he travels the country consulting for organic farmers, spending a lot of time in his vehicle.
When I adopted Olive from the South LA Shelter, she was attacked by a stray dog within the first month we had her. Due to her fear and anxiety, we had to work through a lot of reactive leash energy which was new for my fiance Tim and me. I think every dog you own teaches you something new about how to understand them, lead them, and teaches you things about your own personality.
On March 14, 2014, I cursed my way through 13.1 miles of the ASICS LA Marathon in support of Angel City Pit Bulls (and wondered aloud why instead we could not do a bake sale as a fundraiser). I did not question the cause, but I was grossly out of shape and a month away from my dissertation defense so the last thing I needed to do on a very hot day in Santa Monica was crawl my way through a half marathon.
Hey! It’s me, Baxter! I was thinking about it the other day, and I was like, “Wait, how come I’m not adopted?” Not to brag, but pretty much all anyone ever does is give me compliments and tell me how much they love me. So I thought for anyone who hasn’t had the pleasure of meeting me yet, I’d give you the run down on my most excellent qualities.

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