If you’ve ever seen Rudolph the Rednosed Reindeer, then you will remember the Island of Misfit Toys, where unlovable toys are left to fend for themselves. The lesson in the movie, of course, is that all toys, however broken, damaged, misused, or unloved, are worthy of a loving home.
I could say the same for the animals in the Montgomery County Animal Shelter. John and I spent the afternoon there, walking dogs.
So many dogs. And as you walk the kennels, desperate faces and wagging tails beg you to take them out of there. Some of them are so eager to escape that they burst past you out of their kennels and try to make a break for it. They can’t get out, of course, because there are many doors between them and freedom, but still they try.
Others stand still for the leash and then pull so hard on their way to the door that you feel like you’re waterskiing behind them. One very large dog actually ropeburned my hand today, because he pulled so hard on the leash that the nylon cut into my palm.
In a way, that desperate behavior and lack of social skills is what qualifies some of them for residence on the Island of Misfit Pets. They want to be loved. They’ll be happy to love you back. But they need someone patient and kind enough to teach them how to act.
Others qualify for residency on the Island because of a physical problem. Blind, deaf, injured legs, scars…it could be anything. And much like those broken toys on the movie island, people reject them because they want a “perfect” pet. They don’t stop to look past the surface damage to the beautiful soul inside. (Never be afraid to adopt a special needs pet – they cope far better than humans do!)
Today’s special “misfit toy” is a little Shih Tzu.
She has no name as of yet. She (okay, to be honest, under the acre of hair, I’m not sure if it’s a him or a her, but I THINK it was a her…) was found in Harper’s Landing. She’s probably about 7 years old, which for a Tzu isn’t that old. Tail wags constantly, and she is overjoyed when anyone stops by her kennel to say hello. She is at least partially blind. The first day in the shelter, kennel workers noticed her running into things. By the second day, she knew where everything in her run was located and was navigating splendidly. This means she will adapt easily to a new environment, even with a visual impairment. She seems to look at people, so I think she can at least see shadows. And how could anyone resist that happy little face?
Please contact MCAS through www.mcaspets.org, or just go by the shelter. This little girl is still in stray hold in the lavender room. Let’s get her off the island and into a home.