Coalition for Animal Rescue and Education: WAHL Grooming Grant Report
How did this grant help your organization and the pets in your care?
When we pick up strays, puppies and kittens and cats, they are always dirty, matted, and need a quick clean-up before you take them to your groomer. We let the groomer use some of the shampoo on some of our stray dogs and she loved it. And dogs or puppies who get sick and make a mess were good subjects for cleaning up with the shampoo. The grant saved us money and the dogs looked wonderful.
How many pets did this grant help?
We lost track ... the shampoo was used on at least 40 dogs, and puppies going through de-worming. UGH!!
Please provide a story of one or more specific pets this grant helped.
The pride of St. Louis is the Mississippi River and its history. In the middle of the river, in close proximity to St. Louis, is Chouteau Island. To get to this island you normally have to row a boat. There is a dirt bridge that is under water most of the time and very dangerous. The neighbors noticed the big dog in the winter. A big black dog running on the island alone for months. There is only one way he could have gotten there. Someone took him out there and dumped him. They watched as he ate the dead fish that would float up close to the island because there was nothing else to eat. When it snowed, he slept in the snow and tried to find shade in the heat. Finally some ladies dedicated to capturing strays took a trap out to the island and spent weeks trying to capture him. He always avoided them. But then, on one bright summer day, he was trapped in the crate. The ladies took him to the nearest rescue and scanned him for a chip. That is when we, CARE, got the call. “We have one of your dogs.” The chip said CARE and had our number. They had one of our dogs? Are you kidding? What is he? He’s a great Dane. WHAT? We haven’t had a black great Dane since 2004. Holy … We went down and picked him up, took him to CARE rescue, washed him up and now he resides with one of our fosters. He is 10 years old, with a white beard, and a lovable pooch. Loves everyone, other dogs, and we remember the family that brought him to us in 2004. They could barely feed their kids and couldn’t feed him. We renamed him Phantom because he had avoided so many capture attempts. He probably will never be adopted because of his age. But he ain’t eating dead fish and sleeping in the snow. He’s sleeping in Karen’s bed now. We are so lucky to have him.