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 about 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 Shelters often do not update us when dogs are adopted or euthanized so listings here can be out of date until we find out.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 firstname.lastname@example.org to share your story with us!
Thor is desperately in need of the right home. He is a large male German Shepherd with a handsome dark black and tan coloration. He was trapped in the beginning of June 2018 after being on the run for over a week. We strongly believe that he was dumped. He now has trust issues and takes time to make new friends. He has begun showing kennel aggression when approached by strangers. He has made friends with four people since being with us for over a month. He loves and trusts his friends, so we do know he will bond to a new owner once he gets to know them. He needs a home with no kids, no other male dogs, preferably being the only pet for now. He needs a secure fenced-in yard with an owner that has German Shepherd experience. Some background with dog training would be most helpful, or be willing to work with a trainer.
Contact Barbara Murdach at Ellington Animal Control in CT.
Phone: (860) 870-3155
Meet this dapper gentleman, Max. Born in November 2016, Max is a Shepherd mix.
He was given to a friend when his owner left the country, and now he is looking for his forever home. Max is a young male who loves squeaky toys and scratches, and he needs a home with someone who can teach him some basic manners and give him lots of love and cuddles.
Contact Andrea at Providence Animal Control in Rhode Island:
Phone: (401) 952-4167
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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”.