J&K Kritters – Meet Dickens!
- Terrier-Chihuahua blend
- 3 year old
- Male
- Adoption Fee: $333 including microchip fee
He’s a little shy at first but he LOVES people and is a great lap dog.
Adoption Fee: $333 including microchip fee
All pets adopted from Helen Woodward Animal Center have been spayed or neutered, have up-to-date vaccinations and microchip identification. Plus, get 25% your first stay at our Club Pet Boarding.
Center Information
Helen Woodward Animal Center is located at 6523 Helen Woodward Way in Rancho Santa Fe. Kennels are open daily Monday through Friday noon to 6 p.m., Saturdays 10 a.m. to 6 p.m.; and Sunday 11 am to 6 p.m. (last application accepted 15 minutes before closing). For more information call 858-756-4117, option #1 or visit
Dicken’s Poem
Every dog in the shelter liked Christmas a lot.
But a puppy named Dickens was sure he did not.
It was true that more pets were adopted each season.
But Dickens was sad and he had a good reason.
Some pups (who are orphans) are in quite a bind.
They’re scared of the furless and don’t trust human kinds.
They bark in their kennels. They leap to the ceilings.
They growl and cower to cover their feelings.
And the families come. And the families go.
And take home the puppies who put on a good show.
So Dickens would watch as each friend went away
to a new loving home to share Christmas day.
“I hate Christmas,” he howled, ripping up a new toy.
“They’re wrong about Christmas. It’s not filled with joy.”
“I’ll show all the humans that this season is dumb.
I won’t wag a tail when they tell me to ‘come.’”
But a senior dog visiting saw Dickens’ big fit.
It all looked familiar. He recognized it.
“Hey, Dickens,” he yipped. “I was once just like you.
I was scared of the people. I growled and barked too.”
“But a kind-hearted human knew it was fear.
He took time to greet me. I let him get near.”
“He taught me to trust and he taught me to play.
And he became my new owner one bright Christmas Day.”
Dickens was shocked at the hope that he felt.
His tail gave a wag as he let his heart melt.
Perhaps joy would find him and he’d stop feeling blue.
Is Dickens the one who is waiting for you?