Some of the best dogs I have had have come from a shelter, or just been rescued somehow, and I think that those dogs who have been locked up in a facility and in a cage will appreciate you more than ever when they are rescued from there.
My gladiator Doberman, Bruno, was a rescue dog.
I was working for Combined Insurance in Idaho, and it was early spring, not snowing , but cold and muddy, and I saw Bruno at one of the homes where I had a stop to make.
He was chained outside in the rain and mud, food scattered all over in the dirt, no water, and he was literally skin over bones.
I asked the people about him and if they would give him to me and they said they would do that, and he told me Bruno’s story.
He was a trained guard dog, and a Gladiator Doberman, way bigger than a regular Dobie.
When the lumber mill was on strike, they bought a guard dog to protect the premises, and then they were going to just have him killed once the mill opened again, so these people took him home instead, but kept him chained up outside.
I was not sure how he was going to adjust to me, a stranger, but he seemed to know that i was his new friend, and even let me give him a bath, which he needed desperately.
Bruno spent the day in the back of my Mazda pickup, which had the camper shell on it, so he was comfortable, dry, and had food back there, too, and at night he was inside with me, wherever I was staying with my job.
He was super intelligent, and very devoted, and the best guard dog ever. I had him for many years before he passed away from old age, and really loved that dog.