Update 8/5/2014 - As hard as it is to believe, with all the exposure, Tum Tum still has not found his forever home. And it is worse that than. there have been several "faux" offers. Please read. We MUST find a home for this sweet and loving little dog!!!

(Edited)Is Tum Tum destined to live out his life in a shelter cage? While there have been many heartfelt emails about him, most were expressions of sympathy -- a few were from very kind people offering a donation to help with his boarding. There have been offers but many were fake -- a cruel joke. Thank you to all who offered to donate and who showed interest.

So, here we go again -- posting another update for Tum Tum in our seemingly never ending search for a loving and caring home -- we assume there is such a place(??) -- a place he will be cherished for the awesome dog he is.

SOME OFFERS FOR TUM TUM - THE GOOD, THE BAD, AND THE UGLY

There have been the GOOD -- offers for our Tum Tum from really nice people but their home or family situation was such that we felt it would not be in Tummie's best interest. For instance, one person had a wonderful back yard of many acres -- perfect for one as energetic as Tum Tum. The problem was there was no fenced in area and we feared that Tummie just might take off searching for his former home. Once he became comfortable in his new home that would not be a problem -- but until then there'd be the possibility and for all Tummie has been thru we are taking no chances something will go wrong and he'd end up back in hell.

Then, there is the BAD. E.g., People from WI just emailed they wanted Tum Tum -- these people wrote and wrote how their family really really wanted him. They sent several emails stating they were just SURE they could give him the loving home he has been seeking for almost a year. THEN, when we called and emailed for some specific details our calls and emails went unanswered -- the idiots just disappeared -- it turned out to be just another empty offer Thank you Earl.

And, the UGLY. You remember the nightmare Labs4rescue in CT who had us believing up till Tum Tum graduated from school that they wanted him and even had a foster who would continue his followup from school. But, when we finally reached them a few days before Tum Tum was to board transport to CT -- they told us they DIDN'T want him -- never did -- the whole thing was a vicious joke.

I'm sure there is a special place in hell for people who make offers where a life is at stake and then just disappear leaving all involved including the animals just hanging. Bastards

Update 7/16/2014 - Tum Tum is still in limbo. Has had no offers of adoption. Again, Transport available free to anywhere in U.S. for the right home for Tum Tum.



Tum Tum has had some serious bad luck. Tum Tum, a Labrador retriever, is from rural Georgia. He was called "Dum Dum" physically abused, ridiculed and almost killed. He was turned into a very high kill animal facility some months ago.

THIS IS TUM TUM'S STORY (edited).

He would be called, this little puppy, and when he came running he would be laughed at, kicked and called stupid.





Tum Tum would be called, shown a piece of food so he could see it, this little puppy, and when he came bounding happily to them they'd throw the food away and laugh and call him stupid.

His little puppy tail would be grabbed. He would be swung around and let go. He would be slammed into the side of a building or onto the hard ground. He would yelp in pain and run away. His tormentors didn't like him because he was the smallest of his mom's litter and they considered him a weakling and stupid, a no count -- they even thought about killing this cute little puppy. Still, he was a happy little guy. He loved playing with his brothers and sisters -- and with mom close by he didn't have a care or a worry in the world and being so happy and still a puppy he never seemed to mind the cruel treatment from the humans -- he thought it was just play. Then his brothers and sisters began to disappear. People came and took them away one by one until he was the only one left -- he and his mom. There were other dogs where he lived but they were bigger and not as friendly as his brothers and sisters were so they pretty much ignored him. And, without his brothers and sisters to play with, puppy wasn't having so much fun any more. The people who lived in the house where he lived never allowed him inside. They continued to make fun of him. They teased him. Still, all he wanted to do was play. All he wanted was to be friends. They'd laugh because he thought they were playing with him when they were teasing and abusing him. They said he was just a stupid dawg. They named him Dum Dum and when they called him they laughed when he came. "Look at little Dum Dum -- he knows he's a dummy", they'd say. But this little black dog was just a puppy and didn't know hate and hurt -- he thought they were playing so he'd run as fast as he could when they called -- only to be ignored when he'd reach them. "Look at Dum Dum", they'd say, "look at the little dummy come running thinking he was gonna get something to eat". Then they'd laugh some more and walk away. Poor Dum Dum began to keep to himself. He'd quietly eat the scraps the other dogs didn't want. He'd lie in the corner of the barn or by his mom and listen to the others playing, listen to the people playing with them. And they continued to make fun of him calling him ugly and stupid and a weakling and they'd sic the other dogs on him and laugh when he ran away. Then one day one of the men in the house grabbed Dum Dum by the neck and threw him into the back of his truck. Dum Dum's mom watched from the corner of the barn as the truck pulled away -- pulled away with her last little boy. She watched until the truck and her boy were completely out of sight. She watched her last puppy disappear forever. Dum Dum peered over the back truck gate at his mom -- he'd never been far from her -- ever. He watched his mom get farther and farther away and he cried. Then, she was gone -- his mom -- and he lay shivering in the cold steel bed of the truck He didn't know he would never see his mom again, would never go back to the only home he ever had. Finally, the truck stopped and the man took Dum Dum from the truck and dragged him along the sidewalk into a building. He handed the leash to a lady and said "This is Dum Dum. I don't want him no more." The lady said Dum Dum was not a nice name for such a handsome boy. The man said "Who cares -- he's only a dawg." And the man left. And Dum Dum was at the pound -- dumped -- taken there to be killed. But Dum Dum was not "Just a dawg." He was turning into a handsome bright and loving Labrador boy -- sleek shiny coat, bright eyes, happy smile. He was friendly and playful with the pound staff and they quickly saw this was one remarkable little dog. He had so much to give.



