— James Weldon Johnson (via greaterland)
— Jane Goodall
About once a week, I volunteer my time as a photographer to a little non-profit rescue group called Project Flying Chihuahuas. The goal of this group is to go into over-crowded kill shelters, adopt small dog, then through the good graces of donors (like you!), put them on airplanes and send them to East coast rescues who lack small dogs. Apparently, smaller dogs are in higher demand on the East coast; they certainly aren’t in demand here in Los Angeles! My goal, as the group’s photographer, is to try and capture the reality of the situation. I don’t go in wanting to capture happy little puppy faces. These dogs have spent a week in a crowded, smelly, small pound. They stink, they’re hungry, and most importantly, they’re terrified. The volunteers spend their time grooming, feeding, walking, bundling (it’s cold out there right now), and crating these poor pups in preparation for their cross-country flight. Upwards of 20-30 dogs are taken to the airport, placed onto planes and shipped across the country, where warm, welcoming arms greet them and help place them in their forever homes. Sadly, I don’t get to photograph that part. But what I DO get to photograph is the first step to what will eventually be the best thing that’s ever happened to these dogs.