But I pulled on my big girl panties, grabbed a leash, took a deep breath, and entered her kennel. ![]() The first time I was called on to show Snuffy, I went into an internal panic. This is not Snuffy.Īs an adoption counselor, I remain neutral on breeds and help potential adopters with whichever dog or cat they’d like to vist. The classic American Staffordshire Terrier. I confess to a lingering fear of large dogs, especially the “bully breeds”. This 91-pound American Staffordshire Terrier (also known as the Amstaff or Stafford or by the more common pit bull terrier) mix does not look like a dog I would hang out with. Then along came Snuffalaffugus, who I call Snuffy. A Cocker Spaniel and a scruffy terrier–I’m in! Plus there are cats, evil Siamese cats. I love scruffy terriers, and if a dog remotely resembling a Cocker Spaniel arrives at the shelter, I immediately start singing songs from Lady and the Tramp. Einstein, another irresistible force, adopted from the East Bay SPCA.Īt the shelter, I am more comfortable over on the cat side than I am on the dog side. The world’s cutest dog lets me live in his house. As many of you know, I work at Tony La Russa’s Animal Rescue Foundation (ARF).
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