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01/28/2026

We are all sad tonight! Many of you will remember Celeste who for many years fostered the tiny dogs, mostly toy Poodles, for us here at PRCT.
Celeste is sad but FINE, but Penny, her lovely little red head battled an enlarged heart for many years and recently had kidney issues. The last few days she was not herself. We thought we could pull her out of this like we did this past November. It was not meant to be. 
Celeste made the only decision she could have by letting her baby girl fly free.
You will be missed little one. You had so many friends, especially the Masone 6 and your Auntie Claire's kitty.
Keep Celeste in your thoughts and prayers. Penny spent 12 fabulous years with her Mom.



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01/28/2026

Great news!
Our beautiful senior mastiff Norman who was found freezing on the streets last year and has spent a year at the shelter has found a fabulous foster family! Tonight will be his first time in a home and we are so very grateful and excited for this sweet gentle soul. No senior should live in a shelter.
Congrats Norman!



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01/28/2026

Thatcher and his foster mom had to seek sanctuary at a pet friendly hotel after enduring too many days of a heatless home waiting for power to come back on. So many of our fosters are heading into their fourth day without power. I just want to shout out to all of you that we are thinking of you and we appreciate the great lengths you are all going to in order to keep your families and pets and fosters safe right now. Hang in there!!!!!



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01/28/2026

Binx thought he had finally made it home. He walked through those doors with hope, tail wagging softly, ready to love with his whole gentle heart. He did everything right. Quiet. Sweet. Well behaved. Just wanting to belong to someone.
But only two days later, Binx was back at the shelter, walking in slower this time. Staff watched his eyes, confused and searching, like he was waiting to be called back. He didn’t understand why being a good boy wasn’t enough.
Binx didn’t bark. He didn’t act out. He simply laid down, still kind, still gentle, with a heart that looked completely shattered — still hoping someone would love him for exactly who he is.



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01/28/2026

We drove three hours just for the little spotted one. We had zero intention of bringing home two dogs.
When we got to the county shelter, the noise was deafening. Barking, metal clanging, the smell of bleach and fear. But in kennel 42, it was silent.
We saw "Luna" first the tiny, spotted pit mix everyone was commenting on online. But we almost missed "Bear." He was a solid gray block of a dog, sitting rigid in front of her, staring us down.
The volunteer sighed. "Yeah, that’s her brother. He’s... protective. We’re separating them tomorrow. Luna will get adopted in a heartbeat, but Bear? He’s just another gray pit in a shelter full of them. Nobody looks at him twice."
My heart sank. Bear wasn't being aggressive. He was trembling. He was terrified, but he was literally using his own body as a shield to hide his little sister from the scary world.
I looked at my husband. He was already crying. He looked at the volunteer and said, "Don't separate them."
"Sir, we can't hold them together," she said.
"I know," he replied, pulling the leash from his pocket. "That's why we're taking the package deal."
The Resolution:
Bear hasn't left Luna's side since we got in the car. He’s not a scary guard dog. He’s just a big brother who needed someone to protect him, too. Welcome home, babies. Both of you.



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01/26/2026

Hi! This is the first time I have fostered a dog AND I have never even owned a dog before. The shelters in NC are stuffed, euth rates are high, and so many sad faces mostly pitties.
Meet Rango! He is a 3 year old pittie mix (mostly APBT I think? From just looking at him). I’m gonna be annoying and say so far he’s gotten me on the pitbull love train, I seriously couldn’t have gotten luckier with a first foster dog. He knows his commands, is obedient and waits for me, doesn’t bark, so friendly to other people (haven’t introduced him to other animals yet, but our neighbor’s dog always barks and charges at him from the fence but Rango barely reacts).
I seriously think now that some pitbulls are misunderstood — like not saying backyard breeder pitties that have shown aggression their whole lives are not dangerous, but there are so many kinds of pitbulls and really vast differences in breeding. Like it’s clear that he was cared for before me, and also probably bred well.
They said his previous owners gave him up due to biting their child that fell on him, but there was no wound or anything. I understand, but it still makes me sad I feel like a “nicer” breed would’ve probably gotten some grace for a harmless bite. I just search up advice for pitbulls and I just see posts wishing pitbulls and their owners would die???? It makes me so sad.
Anyways, as I said, never owned a dog before so I’m kind of afraid I’m going to f**k up fostering, I’ve been reading a lot about fostering in general, but if anyone had advice on how to continue his training/personality that would be great. I’m not sure what daily habits/anything I should do to ensure he never gets aggressive. Plus, I might foster fail. I’m trying not to but I just love giving Rango hugs and kisses.



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01/26/2026

On Tuesday I picked up a dog flown in from NC and going to a VA rescue. While I was waiting for this flight I chatted with a pilot about these animal rescue transports and he said there are a bunch of pilots who do this because a pilot trying to get hired commercially needs flight hours. Instead of just flying around, this gives them a great cause to support while they get their hours. This trend is taking off



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01/26/2026

The world can be a cruel place, and that's exactly what I found when I discovered this tiny soul. A little ball of fur, barely more than a whimper, tucked away in a dark barn. Hit by a car, her leg shredded and shoulder shattered, she'd been left for dead. But maybe, just maybe, there was still fight in her.
My heart ached at the sight, but a fiercer emotion surged through me - a promise. I wouldn't let her give up. Rushing her to the vet, the wait for surgery felt like an eternity. But finally, with a bandaged leg and a cast, a tiny hand (or maybe it was a paw?) gripped mine. And then, a miracle. A smile. A little, wobbly smile that spoke volumes - of resilience, of hope, of a spirit that wouldn't be broken.
This is Maeby, a few days after surgery. Though the road to recovery will be long, her strength and determination are already shining through. And as I look at that smile, I know I wasn't just rescuing a dog; I was gaining a friend, a furry companion who'd teach me more about courage and love than I ever thought possible. Welcome home, Maeby. You're safe now.



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01/19/2026

"I signed the papers for the brindle female. I had the leash in my hand. I was ready to go. Then I looked back at the kennel one last time and my heart just stopped."
Hazel and Hickory had been surrendered together when their family lost their home. They were 4-year-old Red Nose mixes, the kind that get overlooked because they look 'scary' to some people.
Because the shelter was at triple capacity, they had to share a run. Hazel was the outgoing one—wiggling, kissing hands, slapping her tail against the bars. Hickory was the shadow. He hid behind her.
I picked Hazel because she seemed 'easier.' The shelter staff leashed her up and we started walking down the hallway. I turned around to wave goodbye to Hickory.
He wasn't barking. He was pressing his nose through the chain link, his eyes wide and white-rimmed, trembling so hard the metal gate was rattling. Hazel stopped dead in the hallway. She wouldn't budge. She turned around and let out a low, mournful woo-woo sound.
The kennel tech looked at me and said, "They sleep holding paws, you know. Every night."
The Resolution:
I stood there in that hallway for five minutes. I thought about my budget. I thought about my small backyard.
Then I thought about sleeping alone in a cold room without your best friend.
"Go get his leash," I said.
We walked out with both of them. Hickory hasn't left Hazel's side—or mine—for three years.
Sometimes the package deal is the only deal worth taking.
Family means nobody gets left behind. Especially not him.



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01/19/2026

For a long time, this dog cried in silence. Behind closed doors, pain became his daily routine. His body carries wounds, but his eyes carry something deeper—fear, confusion, and the quiet question: “Why?”
Night after night, neighbors heard his cries. Not barking. Crying.
On January 16, 2026, those cries were finally answered.
Concerned neighbors reached out to us at "Dog Bless You", unable to ignore the suffering any longer. We rushed to the location, hearts heavy but hopeful. What we found was heartbreaking.
The owner refused to hand over the dog, denying help while this innocent soul stood wounded and trembling.
We knew we couldn’t walk away. So we contacted the local police. An investigation began. For two long days, this dog waited. And today—January 18, 2026—justice and compassion finally won.
We humbly ask:
If just 10 dog lovers donate $10 each, we can cover his immediate treatment and give him a chance to heal—not just his body, but his broken spirit.
Today, this dog survived and tomorrow, with your help, he can finally live.



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01/19/2026

New studmuffin alert Em heard Bronson was in a pickle so stepped in to help him. We can’t have such a beautiful boy falling into the wrong hands now can we, and he deserves some stability in his life.
Bronson is a lovely dog, a big baby at heart. He knows some commands such as sit and paw and he has done well on his assessments this afternoon. Bunny and Dona liked him a lot.
We’d love to find him an experienced foster as he is clearly used to living in a home. If you’re within an hour or so of Manchester and could help us with this boy please do fill in a form He has done well with our female dogs today, strong on the lead but also very loving
Thank you Golden Paw Club members for enabling us to help another



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