Six savvy, silly, sweet, smiley, serene, sarcastic (in one case), silky and small Sacramento city shelters dogs are searching for the perfect home.  Each has a different dream, a different hope, a different home in mind.  Read about what Manda, Cherio and Bear and friends are looking for, and maybe you know someone who is the perfect match.


Manda – ID#A393741 – is looking for a happy home where she can sit in a lap and watch Seinfeld reruns.













Cherio – ID#A397891 –  is looking for a country house with a telescope.  He likes to track the UFO’s he picks up with his ultra sensitive hearing.












Bear – ID#A398932, – who feels more like a Hattie, would like a split level house so she can play with her Slinky on the stairs. She can do tricks with her ears.












Daisey – ID#A397005 – is looking for a home with a big backyard so she can practice her croquet.  She also doesn’t like pink, which is why she looks somewhat forlorn in the photo.











Max – ID#A398671 – is looking for a gentle home with a jacuzzi to soothe the broken leg he is healing from.












Macadoo – ID#A396606 – is looking for a home where his people won’t recognize that he uses hypnosis to persuade them to give him treats whenever he wants them.

















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The day began just as I had hoped – a July 4th hike to water, some swimming and a picnic.  It deteriorated rapidly when perfect dog Ella disappeared into thin air just as we were getting our lunch out.  Searching and calling led to nothing.  This went on for what seemed like eons, and I was hungry and not appreciative of the situation.  After at least 30 minutes, Anne got a call from a kayaker who found Ella about a mile down river.  Holy moley.  What happened!  After the rescue mission, which involved hiking through lots of blackberry brambles, we headed back to our spot along the river.  Ella wasn’t talking.

The day was lovely.  Emily threw sticks for me.  Scores of kayakers and rafters floated by, and I showed off my improving swimming skills.  We lollygagged, ate, ( I snuck some watermelon) and had a good old time.  Ella slept.

The hike out of the American River canyon was a scorcher.  Faster than quickly I thought I was going to die.  The trail felt ridiculously fiery.  I danced like nobody was watching on the blazing, hot path and tried to bushwhack through prickly star thistle to stay off the route.  My parched tongue dragged on the ground, and I started to feel faint.  I sat in the shade of every tree I found.  What was Anne thinking!  Could my pads actually melt off?  Because this seemed like a real possibility.  This might be the worst decision she’s made since I’ve known her.  No, on second thought, not true.  I can think of one worse and  . . .  (later), but this is a close second.  She tore a bandana into four pieces and with first aid tape made booties for Ella.  Ella liked that idea.  What about me!   I’m much more delicate than her.

Well, you aren’t going to believe this, but I got an even better deal.  I ended up getting a ride. Yep, I got a ride right out of the canyon.  Hope about them apples.  Mighty Emily scooped me up and carried me out.  She hugged me to her, and my sizzling stupor fell away.  I was immediately deliriously happy.  Emily is my hero.  She may be petite but don’t let that fool you.  If the going is tough, you want Emily along, because she saved the day and me!  I’m voting for the Sierra for the next hike and Emily for Fourth of July Hero of the Year.



I’m at the car wash for the first time.  I heard there was going to be water.  I love water.  I go crazy for water.  I love to bite it, swim in it, drink it, lick it.  But this was exceptionally weird. I saw it.  It was coming at me full blast, but I couldn’t feel it. No matter what I did, it was out there. Not in here.  Ella was her usual self.  So calm.  I was beside myself, which is my usual self.  All in all I would say that a car wash is not much fun, at all.  Please take me to the backyard and turn the hose on or better yet, the river.

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Hi, my name is Hailey.  I love to snuggle and give kisses, and I am looking for a good home.  I love long walks on the beach and candlelight dinners.  Actually, I like my dinner any which way.  I like it moonlit, half lit, unlit.  I like it in bright sun or by headlamp.  I’m a foodie for sure.  My walks don’t have to be on a beach either.  I like walking and hiking anywhere.

MY STORY:   I am from Idaho.  Hailey, Idaho to be exact.  I think I was born around September 2008.  I can’t remember my mom and dad, and I had some rough times as a pup.  I spent some hungry days alone and ended up at a local rest area avoiding being caught by animal control.  My next home was the Animal Shelter of Wood River Valley in Hailey where the people were very nice to me.  They named me Billie Jean.  (I don’t play tennis.)  My day kennel was outdoors and had views of foothills and lots of sky.  Volunteers took me hiking and the staff taught me everything I need to know to pass my AKC Canine Good Citizen test – how about that!  (I still need to take the test.)  After being at the shelter 555 days, my story was posted on Facebook.  A couple of semi-crazy dog women in Sacramento, CA read about me and drove 660 miles to meet me.  Colleen Adamson provided the wheels.  Anne adopted me after 575 days in the shelter and the duo whisked me away to California where I had heard the weather is warmer and that I might not ever see snow again.  I was renamed so that I wouldn’t forget my roots.

Now two weeks in a home, I must say life is good.  The orange tree is blossoming and smells fantastic.  We walk every day and I like lounging around the backyard or looking out the window to see who is passing by.   I am perplexed by the dog sounds coming from the TV.  I like gnawing on a frozen Kong with peanut butter in it. Anne explained that she adopted me to bring me to a more populated area to find me my final home.

I am a medium-sized cattle dog/American Staffordshire terrier mix.  I am as white as a polar bear and have cute pointy ears with tan spots.  My fur is very soft and I use an herbal conditioner on it.  I am muscular and dream of competing in a tractor-pulling contest, which I think I could win.  I love people.  I also love Anne’s dogs, Ella and Ollie, and get along with them well.  In Idaho, I didn’t get along with every dog I met.  I think I would prefer to be an only dog or with a male dog.  I would like to be with someone is active and has dog experience.  I must admit that I can be strong willed.  However, I am told that I am a wonderful dog.  I hear “Good girl, Hailey,” a lot.  If you would like to meet me, please contact Anne  –  or 916-826-1354.


Adoption fee:  $100

Home visit required



On an unseasonably warm Sunday, 4 R Friends, a non-profit started by veterinarian Jean Rabinowitz, held their third Neighborhood Pit Bull Days at the Colonial Heights Library, an area of town where low-cost vaccine clinics do not come.  There were long lines of people with their pets, water bowls, pop-up tents and dogs as far as the eye could see.  The clinic helped 479 dogs, who received free rabies and puppy shots, microchips, I.D. tags, collars.  Twelve dogs were spayed and neutered and a couple hundred put on a waiting list.  During the three free clinics this year, they helped 1,200 dogs.  The Sacramento city shelter on Front St. donated vaccinations, microchips, ID tags, collars, the Spay and Neuter mobile trailer and supplies for the event.  About 80 volunteers helped the organizers run the event.  It was something else.  All volunteer.  All free.

The event idea was born of Rabinowitz’s experience as an emergency veterinarian in south Sacramento.  On any given night, she might see four pit bulls or chihuahuas brought in by animal control or their owners. The ailments varied from parvo for the pit puppies, which is preventable with vaccinations, and adult pits and chihuahuas who had been hit by cars with severe injuries that were cost prohibitive for the owners.  She wondered what she could do to help.  So she made a Google map of all the low-cost vaccine clinics held in the city of Sacramento and found that there were 252 held annually by the city and county shelters, the SPCA and VIP, but none were held below Highway 50 and east of Freeport,  a low-income area.  Seeing the need, she organized the basic care event with the idea to hold a series of three, which would bolster the parvo vaccines for all the puppies and build relationships with the community.

The neighborhood arrived in droves with their dogs.  The response overwhelming.  Many people walked.  There were litters of puppies in cardboard boxes brought by bicycle, others pushed their pups in carts,  and some arrived by motorized wheelchair.  There was ooohing and aaahing over the puppies, squealing while being vaccinated, and lots of appreciation.

It’s wonderful when someone like Jean sees a need and fills the void  – and orchestrates it so well.

There will be another series of clinics in the fall when the weather is cooler.

Everything at the event is free and so donations are very welcome and much needed.  You may donate through their website  –   To keep up with what they are doing, you can “like” 4R Friends on Facebook @

Below is a slideshow of some of the people and their pets who came yesterday.  Looking forward to the next one.

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