These are dogs we’ve met or heard about through rescue partners — dogs who are still waiting for their family to find them. Some are seniors. Some are medical cases. Some are just… invisible. If one of these dogs speaks to your heart, please reach out to the shelter directly to adopt, foster, or share.
And every now and then, some get found—by the right people, at the right time. We live for those stories too. Because lost isn’t forever… not if we keep looking.
BASIL
Location: Northeastern PA
Basil is a gorgeous 3-year-old Newfie boy who just landed in foster care. He didn’t come with a manual — they’re still learning his story, but he brings his foster mom his bone when she comes home, a gift from his heart. He’s gentle. He’s generous. He loves to cuddle. And he’s waiting for someone to see him and say, *”you’re home.”*
ASPEN
Location: FOHA – Aldie, VA
We personally met Aspen. This sweet boy was shot and left with physical and emotional scars, he still finds joy in the little things — offsite hikes, soft blankets, and giving the gentlest hound hugs you’ve ever felt. He’s a playgroup superstar, a happy explorer, and a loyal, loving companion once he knows he’s safe. He needs a home that understands healing isn’t linear. Aspen deserves a safe place to call his.
WALLY
Location: FOHA – Aldie, VA
Wally, part giant marshmallow, part misunderstood philosopher. He’s got a heart the size of his head, and once you earn his trust, he’ll offer you his belly like it’s the key to his soul. He’s not into chaos, or noisy roommates — Wally prefers the quiet life, long walks, jerky treats, and one very patient human who speaks fluent Pyrenees.
SLEEPY
Location: Bloomsburg, PA
Sleepy may not see the world the way most dogs do, but he feels it—with every wag, every cuddle, every soft voice that says, “you’re safe.” He’s a sweet, gentle soul who lights up when he’s around other dogs—tumbling, playing, finding his confidence one joyful bump at a time. When the world quiets down, you’ll find him on the patio with a bone, just listening—taking it all in, his way.
Found
RAMBO
Rambo came from a military home. After his person passed, he was found waiting in the quiet—still loyal, hoping someone would come for him. He’s home now. Untrustworthy around bread pudding but thriving. If you can’t find it, check under the couch cushions. Rambo’s the kind of good boy who reminds you that forever isn’t just a promise—it’s a couch to call his, a grandma who cooks him chicken and no expiration date.
RILEY
GRACIE
Gracie was adopted by two of the greatest people I know—she now has more rights in the house than her dad. Bed? Hers. Last bite? Also hers. He knows better. She’s a bit of a military brat these days, with a passport that has more stamps than mine and a lifestyle that includes international naps and high-quality snacks. She once stole raw potatoes off the counter and tried to blame it on her brother, Buddy. Buddy, who’s since gained his wings, only ever stole one thing: our hearts. Gracie isn’t just loved—she’s living large.
BAILEY
Bailey came running across a highway in Idaho and straight into my arms. No hesitation—just full-speed trust. She was one of those dogs you don’t forget. The kind that finds you. I tried to find her people, just in case. But when I did, the truth came out: they didn’t want her. Said they’d adopted her for their daughter, but watched her chase their car down a busy road and quietly hoped she wouldn’t make it back. They saw the posters I put up and guilt eventually crept in. To our good luck—and a very honest conversation—they handed her over. Bailey found her real people in Anacortes, Washington. A couple who took her sailing, gave her two kids to grow up with, and a pack that called her their own. She’s not running anymore. She’s home.
HANK
