We are sometimes called to help a GSD that we just can’t bring into the program. It could be that GSRNE is full and has no foster homes available or we have not been able to see the dog yet to evaluate it. We try to help the shelters and the dogs by telling people like you about them. If a dog is at a shelter and you want more information about it, please call the appropriate shelter.
We have not temperament tested or evaluated the dogs on this page. Some of these dogs have a very short time to live, due to overcrowding at shelters or the dog falling apart mentally/emotionally. If you are interested in one, please call aboutz these dogs right away, and please mention that you saw info about the dog on the GSRNE web site. Thanks!
Note: ALWAYS call first and ask if a shelter dog is still available. Shelters often do not update us when dogs are adopted or euthanized so listings here can be out of date until we find out. Please let the shelter know that you saw the dog on GSRNE’s website.
And if you adopt a dog that you saw here, we’d love to hear from you! These are dogs we wish we could help and it would be wonderful to know how they are doing. Let us know if it’s okay to put your story of adopting the dog here on the site and on our Facebook page as everyone loves a happy ending! Email email@example.com to share your story with us!
Whitney (~2 years old, 49 pounds, spayed) is a shy and loyal girl searching for a shepherd-savvy home that is quiet and low-key. She is initially very unsure about new people, and is protective over her home and family, but not aggressive. She was not fond of visitors coming to her previous home, and they felt she would do best if kept in another room when guests came over, and then properly introduced to people slowly. It takes time to gain her trust, but once you do, she is as loving and wonderful as can be. She loves cuddling, giving the gentlest kisses, and staring at you with her warm brown eyes. Outside, she is frisky and fun and crazy about snow–zipping around, rolling in it, burying her head, and having a blast! She is not bothered by the cold and would make a fantastic hiking and snowshoeing buddy.
In her previous home, she spent some time at a Doggie Daycare, and played well with the other dogs. With us, she has met one dog, and while they didn’t play, they were fine hanging out in the yard together. If you know and love shepherds, and want a dog who will see you as the center of their universe, Whitney is ready for the commitment!
Please stop in to the Central Vermont Humane Society, or call (802) 476-3811, to talk to one of our adoption counselors.
Thunder is a handsome older gentleman, 9 1/2 years old and neutered. He was surrendered due to divorce/moving. Thunder isn’t able to go a home with cats or children. He has been diagnosed with Perianal Fistulas, but it is under control, and he currently looks great. He has had anal gland removal surgery.
Frankie – Animal Care Manager and Lead Veterinary Technician
Pope Memorial SPCA
94 Silk Farm Road
Concord, NH 03301
(603) 856-8756 x230
TY and CAIN
Ty (female) and Cain (male), both about 8 years old, were rescued from unlivable circumstances. The rescue organization that found them usually only deals with farm animals, but they just couldn’t stand to see these two GSDs living outside in squalid conditions, being used for breeding.
Ty: This sweet girl is very shy, quiet, and scared. She wants to stay right at your feet, and she walks nicely on a leash. She was -positive but has been treated. She definitely warms up to women. She was a ratter and would kill the rats in her kennel. She has recently started a little tail-wagging. She’s probably never lived in a home–just a 4×6 kennel as a breeding dog. She has a beautiful face and just needs a new start with someone willing to take the time and patience to teach this shy girl.
Cain: At first they thought Cain was deaf, but his ears were just badly infected, and his hearing is fine after receiving treatment. He’s a barker and will spin like a top–both things can be worked on. Cain has been neutered, and he has learned to play a little with a ball. He needs some work on leash manners, but is great with kids, horses, and goats (not for cats and small animals). He loves car rides. He must have sat in a kennel for 8 years waiting to love someone. His person at the shelter says she feels like the luckiest person alive to get his tail wags! They are looking into some health issues but would be glad to give you an update if you are interested in helping this dear sweet boy.
For more information, please e-mail Deb at firstname.lastname@example.org
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For All the Dogs in
TWO LOST SOULS
by Shelly Guidotti
“Did you hear that?” the old dog shouted. They all ran to the front of their kennel doors to see if someone was coming to “pick them.”
“Sorry,” he said to the other dogs as his ears fell down from their perked position. “I could have sworn I heard voices saying, ‘Isn’t he cute? Can’t we take him home with us?'”
“You must have been dreaming again old man,” said the dog in the cage next to him. “Anyway, what’s the big deal about getting picked ? We’ve all been through that routine and look where it got us.” The word “home” meant little to these shelter dogs.
“Just once, I’d like to feel the warmth of a hand stroking my head,” said the old dog. “I’d like to be the one who kisses the tears off a sad face. I’d like to curl up next to a fire instead of this cold concrete. It hurts my bones.” He curled up and sighed as the others said, “The only place you’re going to find that is in your dreams old man.”
Hank’s wife had only been gone a year but the pain was as fresh as if time had stood still. He was an old man now, alone and longed for the comfort that he knew no other person would ever be able to give to him again. What would his life become without her by his side? Hank’s cupboards were close to bare now and, although he didn’t want to go out, he knew he should at least pick up the basics.
He drove slowly down the side streets for freeway driving had become too challenging. Suddenly, the car started chugging and sputtering until finally the engine quit altogether. One of the basic needs he forgot was fuel for the car! So he coasted over next to the curb, spotting a building within walking distance. Hopefully, they’d let him use their phone.
He walked into an office area and rang the bell for service but no one came. He spotted another door going outside, failing to notice the sign posted “Employees Only”. As Hank walked out, he was over- whelmed by yaps, barks and insane jumping from dogs all sizes and shapes.
He then realized he had unintentionally gone to the dog shelter. Slowly he walked down the concrete aisle looking for an attendant.
Three kennels down on the right, the old dog calmly sat there. Why should the old dog get excited? No one would want him. But, he sensed a need and couldn’t resist offering a kind look and a gentle wag of the tail. As Hank neared the old dog’s cage, he laced his fingers through the chain link to steady his gait and the first feeling of comfort he’d remembered in over a year came from a wet nose and lick across his arthritic fingers.
Just then a voice of authority sounded, and Hank jumped. “I’m sorry sir, you aren’t supposed to be in this area!” she said. Luckily Hank didn’t know he had walked into the “final area” where unclaimed dogs were scheduled to be put down. There went the nudge and lick thing again. Hank looked down to the most pleading eyes he’d ever seen.
Ignoring the attendants order to leave, Hank asked if could he see the dog closer? Her demeanor changed completely and her sternness melted away. She had forced herself to be this way so she could do the part of her job she despised. She brought the old dog out and instantly the two souls – once so lost – found reason to hope.
Hank’s cupboards were now filled, a warm fire crackled and the old dog smiled inside as he remembered “only in your dreams.” Closing his eyes he felt Hank’s hand stroking his head whispering “sleep in heavenly peace”.