Breed: Pit Bull Terrier mix?

Sex: Male

Age: Senior

Size: Medium

Color: Black with white chest

Coat: Smooth

Notes: Baxter is an elderly Pit mix with a heart full of love. This sweet old boy has spent far too long waiting, watching younger dogs get picked while he quietly stays behind. His face may be a little grayer, his steps a little slower, but his love is as big and pure as they come. Baxter does not ask for much. No long hikes, no chaos, just a warm bed, a gentle hand, and someone to sit beside him and remind him he is finally home. He still gets excited to see you, still leans in for affection, still looks at you like you are his whole world. It is hard to see a dog like Baxter overlooked simply because of his age. He is done nothing wrong, he just grew older without finding his person. All he needs is someone willing to give him the love he has always deserved, no matter how much time he has left.

✨ Gentle soul
✨ Loyal companion
✨ Loves the simple things
✨ Just wants to be loved

Please do not let Baxter spend his golden years in a shelter. He deserves a couch, a family, and

This dog has been available for 3 days

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If you are interested in Baxter phone 434-848-0912 for an appointment to meet him at Brunswick County Animal Shelter. We are open Monday-Tuesday 10am-3pm, Thursday-Friday 10am-3pm, Saturday 8am-11am. , Sunday: Adoption and Rescue possible by appointment..

Dogs are claimed, adopted and rescued everyday so please contact us to check that this dog is available.

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Adoption fee $40

ONE BY ONE One by one, they pass by my cage Too old, too worn, too broken, they say Way past his time, he can’t run and play They shake their heads and go on their way A little old man, arthritic and sore It seems that I am wanted no more I once had a home, I once had a bed A place that was warm, and where I was fed Now my muzzle is grey, and my eyes slowly fail Who wants a dog so old and so frail? My family decided I didn’t belong I got in their way, my attitude wrong Now I sit in this kennel, where day after day The younger ones are chosen and taken away When I had come to the end of my rope You saw my face and again I knew hope You saw past the grey, the legs wobbly with age And felt I deserved life beyond this cage You took me home, gave me food and a bed You gently stroked my poor tired head We snuggle and play, you talk to me low You love me so dearly, and make sure I know Although I have lived most of my life with another You outshine them with a love so much stronger I promise to return all the love I can give To you my dear friend, as long as I live I may be with you for a week, or for years We will share many smiles, and a few tears When the time comes, that God deems I must leave I know you will cry and your heart it will grieve When I arrive at the Bridge all brand new My thoughts and my heart will still be with you And I will brag to all who will hear Of the person who made my last days so dear.