He arrived at the shelter very thin and shy and with no name. I named him Dash, as a sighthound type Akbash he was long and lean and I thought it suited him. The shelter manager was glad for the help with proper placement that a rescue group can provide. I listed Dash on Petfinder and a couple potential adopters surfaced. Transport was being attempted to get Dash to Wyoming at one time. However, his options fell through and he remained at the shelter for two months. It was a good thing he and the shelter manager really liked each other because they usually only keep dogs for one week.
Eventually a rescue group in Texas, that had seen the requests for transport help, decided to foster Dash. He went to a foster home which was only supposed to last for a few days. The group all helped, taking turns bringing Dash food and arranging vet trips. Initially very shy and a bit nervous, Dash began to come out of his shell and take a real liking to the husband, even though the wife explained she was the one whose idea it was to save him! The shelter manager Dash had spent two months with had been a man, and probably the first person Dash had been attached to and trusted.
Dash's foster mom Amanda, also happens to be a professional photographer and took these magnificent photographs!