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The last thing we needed was another dog. The three little shih tzus I inherited when my dad passed away should be more than enough for any household. But when Star, the middle dog, got lost for a while last February, we stopped by the Humane Society looking for her.

She wasn't there (a pizza delivery guy picked her up and later returned her), but the most beautiful dog I've ever seen was. She looked like a cross between a tiger and a wolf, or one of the Cape dogs from South Africa I've seen at the zoo. Her name was Sasha, and it turns out she is part German shepherd and part — who knows, maybe tiger.

But she was not up for adoption. She was at the shelter as part of the Safe Pet program, sometimes called the Safe Haven for Animals program, a special arrangement many animal shelters have with domestic violence shelters to take in pets temporarily while survivors of domestic abuse get back on their feet. A woman working at the animal shelter told us that a woman and her daughters hoped they could retrieve Sasha whenever they moved into a new, safe home.

That was in February. A few weeks ago, I returned to the animal shelter with my son who was attending an orientation to become a volunteer. Sasha was still there — only now the card near her pen said she was available for adoption. Seems her previous owner never came to pick her up — and when the shelter tried to reach her, none of her contact numbers were any good anymore.

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