Here's one I missed posting last week and then when he got into adoption, he lasted all of ten minutes and was whisked away home.

Good on ya, Dexter.

A big thanks to all you wonderful people who donated to Cini's surgery. She's been recovering well but is still on a limited walk schedule. Of course when I take her out, try as I might, there is no way on earth she's going to walk along nicely after being couped up all day.

Jessy would've been adopted out weeks ago I'm sure because she's such a people friendly dog but unfortunately she's got a low grade case of heartworm and can't go anywhere permanently until her meds are finished. That means another 3 - 4 weeks of waiting around.

So, instead of keeping her in a cage at the shelter, Toronto Animal Services South is looking for someone who might be interested in fostering her for a month or so. The bad news is she's not good with cats nor, perhaps, small dogs but the good news is she's pretty wonderful with people. She is friendly, yet respectful and well mannered, a real joy to have around. Jessy actually reminds me of my long time ago dog, Sheba, and there was a moment when I thought about fostering her myself but my house is in such huge disarray right now, it would be a disaster.

Anyway, if you're thinking you might be able to help out for a few weeks, please call TAS-S at 416 338 6668.

Whiskey is a slow pokey little Shih Tzu Poodle mix who needs some TLC and a good grooming wouldn't hurt either to reveal the sparkle in his eyes. Whiskey's got something called luxating patellas, which sounds like the name of a circus troupe - Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present to you the daredevil, high-flying Luxating Patellas!!! - but which is actually something to do with wonky knees. So Whiskey isn't going to be winning any races, but really, if you want him to go fast, just take him in your car and drive.

Tinkerbella is a midget Beagle. Everyone outside who stops to say hello to her thinks she's a pup and I say, No, she's full grown, and they say, No, I don't think so, and I say, Yeah, I'm pretty sure she's full grown, and they say, No, she's not big enough, and I say, No, she's about as big as she's going to get, and they say, Can't be more than six months old, and then I point out the sagging teats and say, She's just finished nursing a litter of puppies so I'm pretty sure she's full grown, and then they say, OMIGAWD is she ever TINY! What a cutiepie! and then someone else comes up and says, Is she a puppy? and the people who I've just been talking to say, No, she's full grown, and the new people say, No, I don't think so, and round it goes.

Jimmy has got a huge crush on one of the staffers at TAS and every time we walk by her, he's beside himself trying to get over to her to say hello and get her attention. It's quite embarrassing for him, really, how he fawns over her, and if I were to give him some advice, I'd tell him to play a little hard to get but I doubt he'd listen. He's not the type for mixed messages. Being a German Shepherd, he's an honest, loyal to the bone type of dog and you get that sense from him the instant you meet him.

I'm not sure what Jimmy's background is, how he ended up at Toronto Animal Services, but given how attached I know he must've been to his previous owner, it must be especially hard for him being abandoned. Let's hope his new owner appreciates the amazing dog and companion Jimmy will be.

Molly really didn't like the camera:

Look who's going to last about 10 seconds in adoption before someone takes him home which is good because he's been at Toronto Animal Services South too many weeks now getting over kennel cough.

He may look cute here but wait til you see him in real life. I couldn't capture it with the camera but he does that thing some dogs do where when they see you approaching, they give a coy sideways glance with just a hint of a goofy, pulled back lip smile accompanied by a sitting shuffle towards you. Someone should come up with a name for that technique because it's a heart melter and if you could teach every pound dog to do that, there would be no more pound dogs.

This guy is the brother to yesterday's posted pound dog. Both these guys were adopted yesterday at the TAS South adopt-a-thon held at Pet Uno.

Look who's available for adoption at the TAS Adopt-a-thon at Pet Uno, 675 College St (647-727-0758), today, Mar 17 (10-6) and tomorrow, Mar 18 (11-5).

This tyke is originally from Quebec but would now like a home in Toronto because his job prospects are better here. His skills include being happy, playing, cuddling, attracting attention from strangers. Will work for a minimum wage of food, shelter, belly rubs and good long walks.

His brother is also available (I'll try and get his photos up later).

For the longest time, I thought they were called Burmese Mountain Dogs and I was like, "I didn't know know there were mountains in Burma," and then I did some research and realized there actually are mountains in Burma and so I was sure that was where the dogs came from - like they used to belong to monks or something. And one time someone said, "I think it's Bernese, not Burmese," and I was like, "No way. The Burmese Mountain Dog originated from the monks in the mountains of Burma," and my friend's like, "You mean monks as in Shangri-La monks?" and I'm like, "Yeah, that sounds about right."

This is why I probably shouldn't have children.

Downward dog ...

Hank was at TAS South last year for a couple of months at least and barely a person looked his way even though he was a dignified dog with great presence. It was one of those sad situations where everyone at TAS was hoping daily that someone, anyone would show him some interest. Eventually, it was decided to try him out up at TAS North and soon enough he was adopted out. I've always wondered where he ended up and who the lucky person was who saw Hank for the gentleman he truly was.

A fantastic update: