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Fannie's House


~Sunday, May 05, 2013

Why do us shelter dogs get such a bad rap?  It wasn’t my fault I didn’t have a home…I wasn’t a bad or destructive dog.  If people haven’t noticed, times are tough out there!  Our owners have to give us up when they can’t afford us anymore; they have to move away and can’t take us with them; or worse yet, our beloved masters die before we do and we’re left alone and orphaned.

I myself fell victim to one of these hardships and found myself at ‘Fannie’s house’ when I was only a year old.  I waited patiently in my kennel day after day, until the thirtieth day when it finally happened.  As I sat by the chain link fence I saw a girl and a young boy walking my way—looking at me with their kind brown eyes—and thought to myself, “Could this be the day?” as I softly raised my paw onto the fence as a gesture of my willingness to greet them.  Before I knew it they were leading me out of my kennel and bringing me outside.  As we approached the grass area across the street, I was then to meet the most beautiful dog I had ever laid eyes on—his name was Mickey:  He was regal and proud, with a sunlit-golden mane—like the noblest king of the jungle—that I couldn’t wait to bury my snout into!

My puppy prayers were answered.  The very next day I started my new life with Mickey, and my new owners; but I will never forget ‘Fannie’s house’ and the shelter and safety her home provided for me when life dealt me a bad hand.

Yes, this is the tale of my dog, Rossi.  And you may be wondering to yourself, “Where the heck is Fannie’s house?”  The home Rossi speaks of is none other than the San Gabriel Valley Humane Society, which was founded in 1924 by Fannie Thompson Kessler.  She created the SGVHS because the city kept fining her for taking helpless animals into her home—so now they couldn’t stop her!  (Can you imagine the determination this woman had?—women were barely granted the right to vote in 1920!!!)  Kessler was born in 1859;  therefore, she was 65 years old when she decided to further devote her life to humane work—and did so until her death in 1945.  I was so inspired to learn about this amazing woman from my friend Doreen this week, I couldn’t wait to devote this week’s blog to Kessler’s dedication to animals; and in allegiance of my own personal love for animals and willingness to help where I can.

Hopefully, Rossi and I have inspired more people not to forget about this historic shelter that has come so close at risk for shutting down, and has been a home to loving animals (like my own) for almost 90 years!  Mrs. Fannie Thompson Kessler was a woman of strength and devotion; and those of you who already are acquainted with me, know how whole-heartedly I embrace women who dedicate their lives to others: They should not be forgotten—and in my book :-) —should be honored without end.

SGVHUMANE.ORG    
626-286-1159
851 E. GRAND AVENUE, SAN GABRIEL
OPEN TUESDAY THROUGH SATURDAY 
FROM 10:00AM TO 4:30PM