Hi, my name’s Rio, and I’m a 5-year-old male Malamute/husky mix. I am good with other dogs and can sing a beautiful song.
I had a bit of a tough time getting to RAWL. My previous owners dropped me off next door at the Amissville dump on the chance I’d wind up at RAWL. I made it.
My name is Elle and I’m a year-old border collie/Australian shepherd mix, which means I’m “smarter than your average bear” and looking for a home where I can be “worked."
They call me Shannon here at RAWL. My guess is it’s because of my coat with lots of red in it, like so many Irish humans.
Little dogs rule! I’m a little dog named Bart — weigh in at 13 pounds — and get along with pretty much anybody.
Hey, y’all, I’m lookin’ for a coupla friends, maybe more. I’d definitely like one to be a dog. I love hangin’ out with my fellow canis domesticus (the Latin name for “domestic dog”).
The lady who comes and takes my dog friends and me for walks in the woods has nicknamed me “Chunkster.” Just so everybody knows, my real name is Jesse.
Let me introduce myself – I am a beagle/hound mix, about a year old and named Timmy. That’s Timmy, not Timothy, which really doesn’t fit me at all — way too formal. You see, I’m a real social butterfly and…
“Little Big Dog” is what I’m called here at RAWL. I’m a year-old yorkie/chihuahua mix, and a hardy little dog, weighing in at 8 to 10 pounds.
Hi! My name’s Sadie. I’m a poodle mix and the poodle part of me simply loves dressing up. I’m a happy little dog, less than a year old and quite attractive and petite (13 pounds to be exact).
Happy Thursday everybody! My name’s Wyatt and I’m a beagle/border collie mix, about 4 years old, and I've got all the good stuff goin' on.
Hello, I’m a German Shepherd named Jackson. I came to RAWL with my brother Thor. He’s found his new home and I’m trying to find mine.
My name is Paulie and I’m what’s called a “designer dog.” I’m a cock-a-poo (the lazy way to say cocker spaniel/poodle mix).
My name’s Reilly. I came to RAWL in a lot of pain and was really scared. Once I got to RAWL, my story got happy.
Lemons are sour but I certainly am not. The RAWL people named me Lemon, though (go figure). I am sweet as they come actually — sassy, adorable and fun.
I don’t know why the RAWL people decided to call me Grizzly. No way I’m going near any bears! I’m too busy with my tennis balls.