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Iím a dog person. My second language is dog. I take life lessons from dog. I prefer to spend time with dog. So, when I finally made good on a promise to volunteer, it had to be about dog.

Because Iím human mix, I feared animal shelters. I expected my first day to be tough, but it was excruciating. The cluster ď@$#*%!Ē of emotions hit me hard. Disgust with former pet owners, anger in the system, queasy at the sights, sounds, smells, and heartache over sad and anxious dogs. But, it was the unexpected that left a lasting impressionÖI was the only volunteer.

The next few months walking dogs, I crossed paths with only a handful of dedicated volunteers, and I always left the shelter troubled because dogs werenít getting a walk. The shelter needed more volunteers, so go WALK shelter DOGS was born.

The way I see it, Iíve met a teensy tiny fraction of homeless dogs. To think of the shelters across cities, across states, and across nations. The number of dogs waiting to be recued is truly staggering. My wish is simple, raise awareness in order to rescue our best friends from the chain-link walls of a kennel, and give a walk.

Walking our shelter dogs wonít end pet overpopulation, it wonít stop animal neglect, but I hope its added momentum to get us there.