Lola's Dog Rescue, searching for our Home

An unplanned Mission from God/Dog!

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A rollover van crash left me and my two old dogs stranded in the Sonoran desert while driving between some volunteer spay clinics in Mexico a couple years ago. The kind of out of nowhere t-bone crash nightmare that could have been much worse. The dogs ran away but someone found them days later. I was banged and bruised but an x-ray in a pueblo clinic said nothing was broken, concussion? Probable.

A guy with a house in this town picked me up and dropped me here. He did not return.

Alone and stuck in the kind of town you normally rush through I was lucky to be alive but eager to leave. No services. No restaurants. No cafes. No bus. No taxi. No gas. No market. A couple old fishing boats in the pueblo on the Sea of Cortez in between two popular destinations San Carlos and Rocky Point. Four hours away. Few people, but hundreds of stray dogs. Surely someone will come by. I'll leave any minute.

Dogs were starving, scared, injured and peeking out of every corner, I decided to start pulling ticks, looking for ways to feed them and make water buckets to remedy the dehydration. Waiting for insurance in Mexico is a patience game. After 2 months I was told, they were not going to repair my old Toyota van, but gave me $4000. RIP Pearl, you were a rare gem.

I decided to make the best of it and help these dogs while I made a plan about a vehicle and got twisted up in the paperwork and laws that swallow cross border registrations and imports. I rented an abandoned scrap yard and made a studio in the back office. I didn't have a home to return to, I had sold my farm in Georgia before embarking on this journey. What next?

There was no vet here in 2021 and there's still no vet in 2025. I am the make shift care center for all of these dogs. And Dog Diner. I hold fundraisers on social media for spay clinics that I offer in my house with a vet from the city of Hermosillo who has a minimum charge of 20 dogs to take a bus to come into town. I do trap and release feral females who live on the streets and get them fixed and vaccinated and provide their food while trying to find them homes. Sadly, the people here want nothing to do with Los Callejeros (street dogs) and while I do my best, it's tough to change culture.

I run on a shoe string. I'm trying to raise funds to expand my rescue efforts and continue rehab for abandoned animals. Without support or resources here, I'm at the end of the road. I'm looking at homestead land in Missouri and Indiana. Rehab and trauma healing is my focus for shelter, abandoned, street and abused dogs. Getting them ready for a loving home takes time and a safe environment. I will bring everyone with me wherever I go, of course.

Here, it's a rough place. Currently I house 13 dogs of all ages and stages. I would love to move us all to a sanctuary and have access to vet surgery centers and potential adopters. Oh and have a reliable van again. Maybe a new pair of trousers and an address for delivery? Dream Big they say! That is my quick goal for this Fundraiser. Thanks for reading and sharing. Please contact me if you'd like to sponsor, get more info, be a benefactor, send a bus to get us out of here or if you know of a small homestead property.

Thank you for donating if you can! More stories of my journey at my Substack blog more info about me at linktree