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Hi, a year ago you guys helped me post an ad about my lost chihuahua named Mucuk. We had given up home of seeing him again after such a long time, but, as it turns out, last Friday we got a message from a gentleman who said he had found him. We could not believe it. We went to see the dog and, sure enough, it was Mucuk. I believe someone might have kept him for the past year because he seems well fed. The gentleman told me he had found him on Friday morning. What worked for us in this case was his collar. I had his name and our phone numbers engraved on the buckle instead of using dog tags. That's how they were able to track us down. Thank you again for all your help. We couldn't ask for a better present this season than to have our son back home with his brothers.

Caro N


I would like to take the opportunity to acknowledge the amazing partnership we have made with MCHS. This organization has made tremendous strides to help our shelter's animals find their forever families with their creative networking, community events and talented photography.

I have personally met several of the organization's staff, including Brian Glover, their adoption and shelter partnering manager. It is a great effort shown when Brian and his staff travel to our shelter to pick up animals for transfer. They always arrive with smiling faces and helping hands. As our partnership grows I hope to meet more people from their organization, and help them with their animal life saving efforts.

Elizabeth Murray

Shelter Manager

Animal Welfare League of Queen Anne's County, MD


Just over a year ago, October 13, 2013 to be exact, we adopted a dog named Dundee from the Montgomery County Shelter. We went through a rigorous interview process where we were told among other things that: "he needed Prozac", "he would kill our cat", and "he would destroy our home". I know that you all were just doing due diligence in trying to find him a good family because he had already been returned to the shelter twice and hadn't found the right family for over 6 months. But you were wrong.

He just needed a little discipline, a lot of exercise and a whole lot of love! Dundee was renamed Rio when he joined our family. In the first couple weeks, he was slightly over aggressive in his "puppy nipping" toward the elementary aged kids, and he loved to seek out women's intimate items.
but he soon learned that neither were ok behaviors in his new home. Other than that, none of the horror stories that we were told about this dog played out. There were challenges of course--we did continue to struggle with his tendency to resist coming when called, especially when there was horse manure to roll in! And his mild separation anxiety meant that we had to check every car before they left our house to make sure they weren't harboring a fugitive dog. We loved him right from the start but he didn't fully relax with us into the dog he was meant to be for about 2 months

Rio is a happy dog. He is playful and gentle. A Border Collie named Gracie moved in next door and the two play together often. Rio runs in the woods behind our house for an hour every day while we walk. He travels with us to rivers and forests all over the east coast, meeting new people, exploring new terrain and yet always respecting the safety boundaries we set.

We feel so lucky to have Rio in our life and our home. He learns quickly and is the most pleasant family companion a person could want! He's
beloved by everyone who comes to call. A friend that was dog sitting
loved him so much that she adopted a dog with similar traits, and now the two are best of friends. There is a 16 year old Autistic boy we know who has formed a unique bond with this dog, and Rio takes the annoying attentiveness of our 6 month old daughter in a stride. He knows when his "mamma" is upset, and will come and curl up next to her. He revels in the attention my 10 year old son gives to him, and then is sad when he leaves.

There must have been many families that passed him by at the shelter-who wanted an "easier" dog. Little did they know that the perfect dog was just waiting to be adopted. Thank you for letting us take him home.

Patricia B


I am writing to send a big "Thank You" to the wonderful volunteer who helped my family select the perfect cat for our household. Regrettably, I cannot recall the volunteer's name and am hopefully my gratitude can somehow be passed along to her. My son and I selected a little cat called Festiva at the shelter. She is now named Jill and has become an important member of our family. In just a few weeks time she has endeared herself to all of us -- most especially my husband. He was not as excited about this new pet as our son and I; however, this special cat has truly won him over. Now she sleeps most of the day in his open laptop case and they are never too far apart. On this Thanksgiving, among many other blessings, I am very thankful for Jill coming into our lives.

Thank you,
Kate M


We adopted Wyatt two years ago from MCHS. I highly recommend visiting if you are looking for a dog. There were tons of dogs to choose from, and the staff was very patient and friendly as we stay and visited (for 4 hours) before choosing Wyatt.

Wyatt is a Pitt Bull mix, as were many of the dogs who had been there for awhile. He was not a puppy, almost a year old, and had spent most of that year at the MCHS waiting to be adopted.

When we decided he was "the one" we informed the staff and they pulled his file. We learned from his previous owners that he was housebroken (yea!) and he could be destructive if left alone (this is true of many puppies, so we decided to take our chances).

When we brought him home, we learned he was housebroken, it was nice not having to train a puppy. He did have a hard time being alone at first. When we let him out, he would wait for someone to follow him. We think he was worried about being left. After a few months he built up his confidence and became more independent. Since we learned from his previous owners he may be destructive if left alone, we decided to crate him when we went out. After a few months we were able to stop and now he roams the house with no worries -- doesn't even get on the furniture!

We got a great dog who is extremely affectionate. The entire process was very pleasant. Thank you!



In Oct of 2007, we adopted a tuxedo cat that was 9mo old. His shelter name was "Rooney", and we renamed him Timmy. He is an absolute love of our loves! While he doesn't like to sit on laps or be held, he does like to cuddle when you're on the couch -- which I look forward to each night. He has also decided he is my protector. He attacks my sleep apnea machine as I believe he thinks it is dangerous. We got him as a companion to our older cat Tommy who is now 12 years old. They get along well.

In Dec of 2010, we decided to get another cat to have a playmate for Timmy as Tommy just wasn't into playing much. We went looking for a 1-2 year old cat at the shelter. We were looking at tuxedo cats as Timmy and Tommy are both tuxedo cats. (Can you tell that is my favorite cat color?) We also wanted a lap cat as neither of the 2 are lap cats. While we were looking, a volunteer showed us a 3-month-old tuxedo. My husband was hesitant at first to get such a young kitten, but I had fallen for him at first sight. I convinced my husband that this was our chance to have a lap cat. He agreed after holding the kitten. So, we brought Teddy home. He has grown into a wonderful cat. While he is not exactly a lap cat, he does like to be held.

Thank you for giving us such precious gifts. thank you also for the work you do. If I'm ever in the market for another cat, I'll be sure to come to the MCHS.



I’m not sure if anyone at the shelter will remember Baldina, a skinny little hound mix whom we adopted from the shelter in October, 2000. We renamed her Hazel. When we visited the shelter we were looking for a golden retriever (or mix) for my son. However, we were soon drawn into the world of Baldina. She had mange and was furless on the top of her head, cheeks and tail. She was so skinny and funny looking. But at the shelter she was Queen Baldina; she had excellent care there and received frequent therapeutic baths in hopes of combating the mange. She was drawn to blankets and we witnessed her jumping up and making a nest on a particularly large pile of freshly washed blankets after her bath. Baldina was found as a one year old stray living in the streets of Gaithersburg. When we first met her, I was squatting down in front of a kennel at the shelter trying to coax a small black dog to come to me when Baldina came in from a walk with a shelter volunteer. Baldina climbed right up in my lap and could not be coaxed out. The volunteer commented that she had never seen the little dog do this! Honestly I was horrified at her appearance and asked what was “wrong” with her fur. The volunteer told me about the mange and how it was being handled at the shelter. My husband fell instantly in love with “the bald dog” -- me -- not so much. Long story short – we took the now renamed Hazel home with us after the home visit and paperwork (she had been at the shelter over 30 days!). She became the love of our lives and our sweet, silly little girl, until she passed away last week at the age of 11. If only we’d had her at least another 11 years. I hope we can return to the shelter when our hearts heal and we’re able again to open our hearts to another dog. We particularly love the ugly and unadoptable ones now. They deserve a chance at a great home too.

Leslie and Tim


During the summer of 1997 my wife Lisa and I came to the MCHS thinking like most folks unfortunately we were looking for a “kitten”. We wondered and doddled about a bit through many possible candidates and became upon 2 British Short Hair adults, litter-mate cats named Honey (who is white and orange, our “Lewis,” after C.S Lewis) and Maverick (who is dark gray with a white chin, our “Colson,” after Chuck Colson). They were guess-timated to be between 5 and 7 years old at the time and were let go because the previous owner moved to a place that didn’t allow cats. They were already de-clawed, so my wife and I joked that we didn’t have to deal with the guilt of declawing them. They like to peer out of their cages from opposite corners and I joked they looked like book-ends, thus naming them after authors. Colson was the “exploratory” one always wondering around the house giving everything his “inspection” or “approval” so to speak, especially anything new. Lewis was a lazy loving lapcat that outside of being chased by Colson would prefer not to move a muscle outside of his tail. Colson loved to wake us up “making biscuits” on our neck or chests while he purred gently and musically. My wife and I have twins now and though they didn’t get the attention they previously received, the cats never (unless unreasonably provoked) hissed or clawed at the girls, who are now 5.

Today, July 2, 2010, we put Lewis to sleep at ripe age of 19 give or take, and Colson we lost a few years back. I just wanted to write the note to let you know what joy, love and entertainment they brought our lives and how happy we were to have owned these adult cats. You encouraged us so hard to get them as you feared no one wants adult animals. Well, you were very wise in your encouragement and if we can pass that on to anyone let it be so! GET ADULTS!

Thank you for the service you provide and joy you make and give to so many households.

Glenn and Lisa M.
Frederick, Md (moved in 2001 from Montgomery County)


I do apologize that I shamefully can’t recall the name of your Executive Assistant who was so helpful to me when I made a membership donation last month (it may be you receiving this note). I really just wanted to further express my thanks for all the work you carry out. I was indeed reminded of it first-hand when I took my own two cats to the vet on Thursday just last week. While I was there, I admired another lady’s cat and she told me that it was in fact blind and experiencing kidney failure (but nonetheless it was obviously endeared to her and fully enjoying her affection and care). Upon further discussion, I thought I’d find that the lady had owned this lovely pet for years, but it turned out she had only recently adopted her from your shelter in the condition described. My heart just swelled with appreciation for her kindness and yours in even being able to facilitate such a scenario, when I’m sure many such animals do indeed understandably have to be put down when we humans sadly fail them.

I felt very strongly about letting you know that such instances are what I turn my own thoughts to if I have a rough day or feel that the world is sometimes altogether too indifferent to the circumstances of others. Please know that your work is not taken for granted when you are having a rough day of it – I’m just not as brave as you that I could be as strong in such close proximity to the distress of our animal friends – I hope you continue receiving and publishing more and more “happy endings” correspondence, and that the community will always further support your efforts.

Yours faithfully,

Hayley N.


I read in the happy tails archive that Tucker was adopted in November of last year. I am so relieved! I wanted to write you to see if you would pass on this email to the lady who adopted him. We were at the MCHS shelter the day that Tucker was brought in. The couple who brought him in were devastated -- both of them were crying -- sobbing, really. I felt terrible for them -- this was awful for them. My husband and I were taken with Tucker's cheerful and curious personality immediately and called the private rescue the next day to put in an application on him. But we didn't know that Tucker needed more exercise than what we thought we could provide and we didn't want him to have to settle for something less than he deserved. His walking needs were the reason his other family brought him into the shelter -- he was incredibly unhappy and bored at home, despite his owner's best efforts to keep him occupied and exercised, and they couldn't do any more for him. We thought that he deserved better than what we could provide, so we canceled our application in the hopes that someone better would come along. The emotional trauma that his previous owners went through during the intake process at the shelter reaffirmed the need for pets and their owners to be compatible- sometimes, love isn't enough.

So you see, Tucker's adoption worked out for the best -- Tucker got an amazing home with Dorothy, and we ended up with a goofy, lazy puppy who's okay with shorter walks and snuggles on the couch. Our Remington is smart, funny, and loving -- and he was at the shelter for almost 5 months before we adopted him. I can't imagine why he was dropped off either. I will probably never know, but at least Dorothy gets to see a tidbit of Tucker's past, and how his story and hers merged. They are lucky they found each other, and my husband and I are lucky that Remi ended up in our family.

Giving a pet up for adoption isn't always done like a throwing off an old coat. Sometimes it is a hard, hard choice that ultimately ends up enriching the animal's life. In Tucker's case, it looks like he made out like a bandit! ;)


Erin G.


This page last updated 11-24-14



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