06/03/2026
MEGA-PUPDATE on Candle!
Back in December, Candle landed at West Valley shelter. He was 90 pounds of enthusiasm, optimism, and whatever genetic cocktail produces a dog who thinks every stranger might be carrying liver treats.
He was great with other dogs and people. Even little kiddos. So naturally, we assumed someone would adopt him. That's how this works, right?
Except it didn't.
Weeks turned into months. Candle attended adoption events. Volunteers took him on field trips. He charmed everyone he met. He'd come back from an outing, hop out of the car, and then put on the brakes in the shelter parking lot because he didn't want to go back inside. Heartbreaking.
Honestly? We didn't blame him. Then we posted picture of him looking depressed at an adoption event.
A few days later, we got a call from Michelle in Montana.
For the record, we don't usually send bully breeds out of state unless there's a rescue partner involved. We've been around long enough to know that when things go sideways, it's often the bully breed that gets blamed.
I explained all of this to Michelle.
Michelle did not care.
Not in a dismissive way. In a "that's my dog and I just haven't met him yet" way.
We talked again. She told me about losing their beloved pittie a few months earlier. She sent photos of their property. She asked thoughtful questions. Her husband Mac was on board. Her sister-in-law was campaigning for Candle in the Comments section.
Then Michelle and Mac offered to drive to California.
At some point, it became obvious that we were no longer interviewing them. They were interviewing us. So we broke our own rule.
We rescued Candle, loaded 90 pounds of potato into the car, and drove to Barstow, where Michelle and Mac were waiting.
Candle immediately adored Michelle. Mac? Candle was a bit more reserved.
Not because Mac did anything wrong. Candle just needed a minute, as many good dogs do. I suggested they take turns feeding him. Build the relationship one meal at a time.
Over the next few weeks, Michelle sent updates. Reports from the road trip. Stories about Candle settling in. The announcement that Candle was now "Tater" (as in "Tater outta-stater.")
Then last week Michelle sent us this video of Mac coming home. Remember the guy Candle wasn't sure about?
People ask us all the time if rescue is worth it. If the heartbreak is worth it. If the uncertainty is worth it.
Watch this video. Then tell us.
Love you, buddy. We knew there was a family out there for you.
We just had to color a little outside the lines to find them. ❤️