So two days ago I found a dog at the park on a weekday, it was pretty vacant and I figured I'd find a public access spot to kick back for a bit because I was waaaay early for work. The dog was scared, and I couldn't even approach it. Using "dog language" I passed by it several times, but not too close and didnt make any eye contact. Luckily I also had extra french fries from burger king to feed him. He passed by me several times while my back was turned. Finally, he ventured close enough to allow me to stick my hand towards him, kneeling in front of him, and he laid his head on my palms. It was wonderful! I didn't anticipate it at first, I figured I would feed the dog and leave, but as soon as he laid his head in my hands I knew I needed to find him a home right away! I took off my belt as a makeshift leash and led him to my car. Now, the last time I found a stray, it was a healthy (albeit flea infested) pom, whose owner picked it up same day. This dog unfortunately was very hungry and thirsty, flea infested, and had sores on his leg. if he had owners he's been quite lost. It's a nice feeling picking up a stray and taking it somewhere safe. Unfortunately I do not personally have a home to keep him. If I did he would be mine in a heartbeat. I figured it'd be a simple fix, drop him off at the shelter for awhile, find a no kill shelter, drop him there. Instead, I learned the local shelter only does intakes for three days. THREE DAYS. The majority of animals get euthanized after that. It's kind of sad in the end, for a stray it's a toss up between suffering scared and alone on the street, or a quick peaceful sleep. I imagine a lot of naive people drop off strays at that particular shelter expecting them to stay, but most of them die. As it turns out, here at least, admitting an animal to a no-kill shelter is really hard. They are all mostly full, because people don't adopt dogs as quickly as they come. And what do you know? The minute some go out, there's plenty more to take their place. I'm a little disheartened at my unofficial dog, Domino's, prospects of making it in there. I have contacted my local SPCA, hoping they'll get back to me before Saturday, I work on Saturday so if they end up not being able to do an intake, he isn't going to make it. After I picked him up, the grisly reality occurred to me, most strays don't get rescued. In fact, dropping him off at the shelter for me only offered to buy me a little more time to figure out what I can do with him. So far my options are A) See if the SPCA will take him (not too likely), B) Pay someone to foster him (I'm doing that with my cats now, and referred the same person and they said they'd be fine with it, though I'm low on funds myself so I don't know how long I can do that, this might just buy me more time), C) Release him back into the "wild", though this time in a secret place at my local park, do a Shiloh and give him shelter, food, and water and visit him occassionally (Perhaps a somewhat better option than him being lost and hungry? Or dead?) or D) Instead of the local shelter euthanizing him, I'd take him to a vet clinic and stay beside him as he gets euthanized (My absolute last resort). I think he has a decent chance of getting adopted, he's a shepherd mix with a cute pitbull face. He's got an excellent personality and his very calm, quiet, and affectionate. Whoever had him (assuming his owners still want him), seemed to train him to go outside. This kind of thing makes my heart hurt. I very much want to find a way to keep him alive and give him a home, even if I'm not the home, because he's such a good dog.