My name is Bubbles!

CAMBRIDGE, ON - Thank you for your interest in Bubbles. His story is, unfortunately, one we know all too well.

"Hi, I have a dog that I'm not going to use for breeding anymore, and I don't want him. You can have him. By the way, will you pay me anything for him?"

This is a conversation we often have with the owners of commercial breeding farms. Bubbles was dropped off at our colleagues' location, and from there, we picked him up.

The dog we met that day would break your heart. He was in rough shape—both physically and mentally. One of our dedicated volunteers rushed to get him, driving across the city of Toronto to bring him to his foster home. He was so fearful that she carried him inside while he was still in the crate, worried that he might panic and try to run.

We wanted Bubbles to have a much-needed bath, but he was too scared. Even after a few days, he wouldn't let us touch his legs, feet, or hind end. While there are small signs that he may have known kindness at some point in his past, he remains extremely timid—especially with sudden movements and loud noises. But from now on, Bubbles will only know kindness.