The Westminster Dog Show has crowned its new superfabulous champ in the form of an affenpinscher named Banana Joe. Nope, that’s not him at left. Because while it’s always fun to see the highfalutin’ pooches on display, our hearts belong to mixed breeds—or, to state it plainly—mutts.
The cutie with the cocked head is Ariel, a lab mix photographed by Teresa Berg, who takes glamour shots of rescue dogs to increase their chances of online adoption. It works!
Each year, millions of amazing dogs are euthanized for want of a home. But with a proliferation of online adoption sites, it’s easier now than ever to find a true champ of a dog.
Berg works with Dallas-Fort Worth Daschund Rescue, among others; you can see her screamingly adorable photos on her site.
The North Shore Animal League, the world’s largest no-kill rescue and adoption organization, has saved more than a million animals and launched what it calls the Mutt-i-grees® movement.
And of course, there’s Petfinder, the massive online resource for finding cuteness and companionship on four paws.
The perfect canine doesn’t need a pedigree. A big heart and a wagging tail can work work miracles.
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