This is Moma K’nuckles. My mother found her this morning on the curb of our street, stranded, bundled in a wet t-shirt. She was about to be attacked by crows. Mom took her on the house and she was trembling so hard she couldn’t even walk. We washed her and brushed her out, fed her, and I named her: Moma K’nuckles.
We already have a dog and cannot take in another. Because I live in the college dorms, I can’t take care of her myself. Mom is keeping her at the house for as long as she can, but eventually we’ll have to put her in an adoption agency or take her to the shelter. I’m so so scared that no one will take her in, she’ll be adopted and then later dumped because she will grow to be too big, or end up in the wrong hands.
Moma is a sweet, smart friendly puppy. She plays well with other dogs. Being a puppy, she does chew a lot. She’s a mutt and seems to be part pitbull. She doesn’t have fleas or ticks, and she is worm free.
It would mean the world to me if anyone in the central Arkansas area would be willing to give Moma a happy home.
If interested please message me. I know there are better ways to go about this, but this is the best thing I can do, even if the only thing that gets accomplished is making me feel a little more at ease.