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| 530 29th Street Parkersburg WV (304)422-5541 |
Adopt or Foster a Pet
Give Your New BFF (Best Furry Friend)
a Forever Home
The Humane Society of Parkersburg’s shelter is presently terribly overcrowded, and Pet Foster Parents are seriously needed. If you cannot adopt a pet at the present time, please consider being a pet foster parent.
Fostering
Fostering is fun and rewarding! It also requires a certain amount of time, energy and a big heart. Fostering is incredibly beneficial and critical to our ability to help as many animals as possible.
Opportunities to Foster
We often need foster homes for:
- Pregnant cats and dogs from pregnancy until their offspring are 8 weeks old
- Young kittens and puppies that need extra attention and protection from disease
- Special needs pets that are injured, rehabilitating from an injury or disease, or are just in need of special attention
- Pets waiting for transport to rescue organizations
- Senior animals that are particularly stressed in the shelter environment
- Emergencies or large animal seizures or extraordinary intake
While our Staff works hard to make our shelter a clean and healthy environment, fighting illness is an ongoing battle. Fostering, especially young puppies and kittens, is one way to help keep our animals as healthy as possible. In foster homes they are not exposed to the diseases that can so easily enter our shelter with the next incoming animal.
By fostering you are not only saving the life of your foster pet, but you also help us make room for another animal at the shelter.
For more information on fostering, please visit Fostering | hsop.
Adopting
Learn about the animals in our care and all about our adoption process, fees and specials at Adopt | hsop. As new animals arrive frequently, we recommend you check back often.
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| A personal message from Rick: This is Scooby. He is a Smooth Coat Fox Terrier, and he is my best friend (sorry “Uncle” Bob; you’re number two though). Barbara, my wife of 42 years, suddenly and totally unexpectedly went to be with the Lord on December 13, 2008, and I was totally devastated. The house was terribly empty and I was literally going out of my mind. A week later I found myself at the Humane Society shelter looking for a companion and filling out an application to adopt. It couldn’t be just any companion, it had to be my special companion. On my first visit I spent some time with several different dogs of all sizes and ages, but just didn’t find my dog. (I’m just not a cat person — I have nothing against cats, but I have always been a dog person. I’ve never met a dog I didn’t like.) The same thing happened on my second and third visits. On my fourth visit in the middle January I had just walked into the shelter when one of the volunteers came out of the back room with a tiny black head sticking out of the neckline of her sweat shirt. I asked if I could hold him, and she handed me a tiny pure white puppy, about nine inches long from the tip of his nose to the tip of his tail, with a coal black head. He looked like he was wearing a Ninja hood. I held him up to my face. He nibbled on my beard, and said, “Hello, Daddy. My name is Scooby and I’m really pleased to meet you!” (Of course he said it in puppy language. If you don’t think that dogs can talk, you just aren’t listening.) A few minutes later I took 8-week-old Scooby home with me to his forever home. Thirteen years later he is still going strong, though he and his daddy are starting to feel our age on some days. If you don’t find your special BFF on your first visit to the shelter, don’t give up! | ||
