The shelter definitely isn't up to the standards of an American pound, as many of the dogs never get a chance to walk and leave their cage. At the entrance, there was about 50 small dogs in cages as well as three mom dogs and their puppies. The shelter continued up onto the slope of the mountain. I was shocked when I walked up to the enclosures at the top of the mountain to see that many of these dogs were so wild that it would be impossible to ever adopt them out into a family. The dogs on the mountain were grouped by breed. There was an enclosure with about ten Cocker Spaniels, one with maybe seven poodle looking mix breeds, another with some terriers, etc. The bigger dogs got their own pen because I'm guessing that they do not get along with other dogs. Many of the dogs up on the hill are not even walkable because they cannot be trusted with humans.
It was so sad to see these dogs up on the hill because you could tell that they really were completely wild. Many of them had open wounds on their bodies from fighting each other. It was so sad to see that these beautiful dogs - many of them purebred - would never be able to live outside a cage.
Ok, so on a happier note, Doug and I were able to walk dogs for five hours straight!!! I had the best time there loving the dogs and getting to know them. It was so nice to be outside all day up on the mountain getting to play around with these dogs. We were absolutely exhausted by the time we got home! Sadly, the dogs only get walked every Sunday (if they are lucky), so you can imagine how much energy each of them had.
