Let me start by saying: the admission area for th Humane Society is depressing. People are bringing in ferral/emaciated/frightened animals that are sometimes wetting themselves as a response to being in a strange place. There are animals yapping in the background, and everyone in the lobby looks tired, sad and irritable. But none of this is the fault of the Humane Society or its staff.\r
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The volunteers (ie: people working themselves to the bone for no money) are usually irritable because people are bringing in dogs that are skin and bone and that have given birth multiple times (what I saw when I went in today), and no one takes responsibility. The service is slow because they take the time to create a file for each animal, take its picture, and get the personal info of whoever is dropping it off in case criminal charges need to be filed for neglect or abuse. And the person that "plays around with a camera"? They're cateloging every animal that comes in to make sure there's a face to
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