Who’ll Let the BOB Out?

Bob is a small Italian greyhound currently housed in a strip mall “pet store” in California. Bob lives in the window, sharing the hot, tiny space with a chihuahua with gummy eyes. Bob has developed callouses from the sawdust that lines his window, and a sore on his neck from the plastic price tag/collar he wears. Bob is so pathetic at this point that he’s been marked down—twice. Often, Bob is seen to have no food or water. But that is going to change, with our help.

Jules (of Dirty Feet and Lily White Intentions) has negotiated Bob’s release price, but she’s still a little short of the ante. That’s where we come in. Take a look at Bob here. Or here. And read about him

here. And here. And here. And donate your lunch money (just for today, whether you put 2 bucks in the vending machine outside the ladies’ room, or do two glasses of chardonnay with a Cobb salad and your lady friends, or (in my case, I brown-bagged it today, but a normal lunch in the Miami Downtown area runs $7.87 and I rounded up).

Help Jules liberate Bob. (Not his real name, at least not until Jules gets him home, bathed, petted, fed, loved, petted, a nice collar, a soft doggie bed and a chew toy or two.) I tried to link to Bob’s donation page, but couldn’t. So follow one of the links above, and give generously to someone who is opening her heart and home to a doggie in need.

Posted by .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address) on 09/25 at 10:38 AM in Pets

(1) Comments
#1. Posted by RJ on September 25, 2007

I’m a CAT person, dammit!  And yet, just show me a sad picture of a floppy puppy and I’m a puddle of melted goo on the lino.  I took Bob to lunch a day early… he looked hungry. And even a puddle of melted goo with a PayPal account can manage a little lunch.

I’m sort of writing again, so I’ll try to put the links over there, too… not that anyone reads me, but you never who might wind up there by accident.

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