Mid-America
Bully Breed Rescue
P.O. Box 410233
Kansas City, MO
64141-0233
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Adoption Restrictions
All dogs are spayed or neutered, current on vaccinations, and on heartworm prevention
prior to adoption. Adoption fee is $150.00 minimum. Adoption
Application, homecheck, references and contract required.
Jack
was Adopted!!
Note from Jack. His ship
has sailed!
I’ve found that new place to stow my gear. A port called
Blue Springs. The mistress of fate has surely shined her light on
me, to end up in a place whose very name reminds me of the ocean
I used to sail. Are you with me, Love? I’m takin’ ‘em
all unawares. I’m trainin’ a new crew, in hopes of heading
out on the water again soon. Sound the alert lad…there’s
a full moon on the horizon,
and there’s no looking back!
Yours truly,
Jack (although I suspect I’ll have to change my name to protect
the innocent)
Jack's "Full Moon" ;-)
Video:
Note from Jack 8/24/2007
Ahoy!
It’s me, Jack. Now that I’m no longer in charge, my
title of Captain has been dropped. I’m logging in with a much
overdue update. I’ve still got to admit that “it’s
a pirate’s life for me”! I’ve had the wind knocked
out of me sails a couple times lately. This thing you call a privacy
fence, is as unforgiving as being slammed against the mast of the
ship in a gale. I hate these pesky squirrels that taunt me from
the rigging above. If this fence was any lower than 12 heads high…I’d
be gone in a flash. I’ve not caught the smell of the sea,
nor felt it’s spray, so I suspect that I’m pretty far
inland.
I gave up havin’ my own bunk. The straws were drawn, and
I now share with the rest of the crew. It was a nice trade to have
a “temperature controlled” room with soft blankets.
I never even get up in the night to take a leak (you could never
say “leak” on the ship-bad omen, savvy?). I sleep as
late as I like, ’til the aroma of chow fills the air. I’m
in perfect physical health. I go out to the exercise yard to work
up a sweat for a bit, then I come in and feast. Most of my day is
spent lounging, and listening to my favorite singing pirates The
Jolly Rogers. I’m serious Love, check them out at the Ren
Fest starting Labor Day weekend.
It’s beyond me, but I’ve come to the harsh realization
that I have a look that not everyone adores. Is it the eyeliner,
Babe? Well, I want you to know that in spite of it, I’m still
a manly man. I no longer cringe when they say “walk”,
cause I realize now that it’s not the plank they’re
talking about. I like to play ball and run. Some say I’m a
“chick magnet”. Call me what ya want, but the girls
are on me like a shark on chum!
I’m looking for a fur-ever place to hang my hat. Can you
help a mate out?
Yours truly,
Jack
Note from Jack 8/7/2007
Avast ye Mateys! Captain Jack is back at the wheel!
It was treacherous sailing for the better part of a fortnight.
Sirens haunted my feverish dreams. They filled my veins with fluid,
and dabbed my parched lips, as they kept me locked in the brig.
But where was the rum?! A couple o’ nights I was a feared
that I would meet the infamous Davy Jones. As my fever broke, I
realized that I owe my good health to the generosity of natives
from near and afar. By all outward appearances, I’ll soon
be right as rain. I’ll always have a yearning to explore,
but my mind is set to be a landlubber. I swear on the pirate’s
code, that I am ready to give it a try! Once again, I implore you
to jump on this opportunity love, or you will always remember this
as, the day you ALMOST got Captain Jack! Savvy?
Update 8/7/07 The good Captain
is still taking his daily oral antibiotic. He has gained soo much
strength the last 2 days. He’s making an amazing comeback!
His cough is nearly non-existent, but he does still have a few sneezing
spells. He has a voracious appetite, and is really bulking up. I
knew that he was handsome, but I didn’t realize how much so,
until he got to feeling better. Now, his coat really shines!
I think he will be ready to go to his fur-ever home soon…so
let the applications begin!
As Foster Mom, I’d like to personally say “Thank you
to everyone who contributed to his care, either monetarily, or through
thoughts and prayers.”
URGENT: Captain Jack ended
up on our doorstep and was never claimed. Captain Jack is suffering
from a severe chest infection which has progressed to pneumonia.
He is currently in the emergency vet receiving 24hr fluids through
IV's. To save his life will be another $700-900 expense. This poor
soul is very worth this, but we need your help to be able to afford
it.
Captain Jack is a mix who was found wandering in Independence
(where as you know, they have stringent BSL guidelines). He was
transported to a temporary, short term foster, while a foster home
or boarding could be arranged. No one claimed Jack the 2 weeks he
was here, but there is no doubt that he has been someone’s
pet. He is 100% housebroken. No accidents or territorial marking
in the house! He got along nicely with the foster’s 15lb terrier.
They played well with toys, and he was not at all food aggressive.
He does not get on the furniture, unless he’s invited, but
he’s nervous and quickly retreats to the floor. He absolutely
LOVES to play with a tennis ball. He will fetch, or catch, until
he’s worn out. He’d make an excellent outfielder for
the Royals, ‘cause he rarely misses that ball coming down!
If someone had time to work with him, I think he could be a great
Frisbee dog too. He knows the commands “sit” and “shake”,
and we’re working on “off/down”, and “kennel
up”. He’s very treat motivated to perform! He responds
well to a firm “no” or “unh-unh”. He does
need some leash work. We found that a Weiss Walkie gave us much
more control with him.
He likes to ride in the car. He immediately nudges the window so
that you’ll put it down. He likes to let his ears flap in
the wind. *Warning* if the window is open too far, he will try to
go out the moment you stop. He will also VERY nonchalantly step
over a chain link fence that is less than 4’ high. Just the
last few days he has exhibited some separation anxiety issues while
kenneled.
He is a big, lover boy. A little stingy with his kisses, but lots
of smiles! He is an excellent watch dog. He alerts you most of the
time without barking. He is not an overly vocal dog, but he will
sound the alarm if and when an unannounced guest comes into your
house(just ask my husband)!
Note from Captain Jack:
Captain Jack’s my name, love.
My crew, unbeknownst to me, was a scurvy bunch of mutineers. They
pulled anchor as I slept (or maybe I was passed out!) and let our
ship drift. I was stripped of my tags, ergo my identity. I was forced
to unceremoniously walk the plank. I escaped with my life, but why
is the rum gone?! I was plucked from the briny drink by the cookie
of a passing ship. He stowed me in the galley, due to something
called BSL. I did use wit and trickery to escape on a few occasions,
so now I’m doing a stint in the brig. That mouthy little monkey
who guards the keys, is not good company for a man of my countenance.
I’ve learned that swearing and rattling the bars, do not earn
me any favors with my hosts. Sometimes, with only the light of the
moon to guide us, we sail. I have been privy to feel the wind and
the ocean’s spray on my face, as I hung my head out the porthole
on the starboard side of the vessel. Idle hours spent away from
my own ship, have given me a chance to reflect. Maybe, it’s
time for me to earn an honest living. I’m very civilized in
many ways. My grooming is impeccable. I maintain my sinewy figure
through daily workouts. Although, I’m considered a savage
by many, my exceptional manners make me worthy of dining at the
Governor’s table. I would graciously accept his hospitality
(especially, if there’s rum!), and repose on his finest linens!
If you’re looking for a new first mate…Jump on this
opportunity love, or you will always remember this as, the day that
you ALMOST got Captain Jack! Savvy?
