We got a Newf into Rescue a couple of weeks ago, that was taken to the pound by his owner's parents. She dumped him at their place while she went off to "find herself". Apparently, she had intended to breed him "someday".

The parents, not knowing when she'd be back, turned him over to the pound. Thank God they are rescue friendly, and contacted a volunteer immediately.

He's now been neutered, and is in foster care waiting to be placed in his forever home. I helped in the relay, and he was a doll baby, even though he was rather confused by what was happening to him.

During times like this, I wish so desparately to be able to make them understand that everything is ok.... that from now on, they'll be ok. Obviouslly, there is no way to communicate that to them. It takes time and love. But looking in to those eyes.... it gets you everytime....