Living in a shelter can be hard for animals but these two pit bull terriers have managed to make the best out of a bad situation.
Moon Pie and Clipper, both two years old, have been joined at the hip for the past six months in Lifeline Animal Project, an intake shelter for stray dogs in Atlanta, Georgia.
Recently, Connor Abdo, an animal welfare advocate, treated the “best friends” to a day on November 5 and captured all of their fun on camera.
“The shelter is a very stressful environment for the dogs so having a friend is really helpful,” Abdo told Newsweek.
From making friends with strangers to slurping a puppuccino, Abdo said, “they had the best day ever.”
The video was uploaded to Abdo’s dog supply business, @salvation_bark, on TikTok, where shelters receive a donation of half the proceeds.
During the video, the pair can barely contain their excitement as they smile while riding in the back of Abdo’s car. It soon becomes clear that they weren’t shy and are willing to greet everyone they meet.
“They are the definition of you can’t judge a book by its cover. They are both big softies who love kisses, other dogs, and playing,” Abdo said.
However, the video has a bittersweet twist because it’s the final time the tan and white dog, Clipper, will play with Moon Pie, as he has since been adopted.
“It is sad for Moon Pie that his friend is gone but we are confident he will be adopted soon. It is difficult to find an adopter willing to take both dogs though.
“Moon Pie would thrive in any environment. He’d love a dog friend,” Abdo said.
So far, the clip has over 6,000 views and more than 1,000 likes along with plenty of comments.
One user said: “I’m a volunteer and I do this for all the long term dogs at a local shelter. They needed that much needed break from the shelter. So thank you!!!”
Another pointed out: “They seem so well behaved!”
“Such softies who just need love,” said another person.
Another said: “I hope they find forever homes soon.”
Recently, a shelter volunteer showed the reality of living in a shelter for one dog who is yet to be adopted after 1,058 days. But dreams do come true, as proven by Nova, a dog who has finally found a loving family to call her own after more than two years in a shelter.
I Found My Daughter Sleeping Under the Stairs—Her Chilling Confession Left Me Shaken
In-laws are supposed to make life easier, right? Well, not in my case. This is the story of how I got back at Linda, who thought she could treat my eldest daughter, Tessa, badly and get away with it.
I have two daughters. Tessa, who is 10, is from my first marriage. She’s sweet, quiet, and always tries to make everyone happy. My younger daughter, Sadie, is 4, from my marriage to Grant, my current husband. Sadie is the opposite—full of energy and always asking questions. Grant loves both girls, but his mother, Linda, feels differently, especially toward Tessa.
Linda is the type of person who wants everything to appear perfect on the outside. But underneath, she’s judgmental and cold, particularly when it comes to Tessa. The reason? Tessa isn’t Grant’s biological daughter.
For years, I tried to keep the peace. Grant would say, “She’s just old-fashioned,” but it was clear Linda’s behavior wasn’t fair to Tessa.
“She’ll come around,” Grant would say. But Linda never did. Instead, she made small, hurtful comments toward Tessa.
Tessa, bless her, never complained. She stayed quiet, probably thinking it was her fault. But I noticed everything. I heard the comments, and each time, it made me angry.
Grant? He didn’t see it the same way. He loved his mom and thought she was just being her usual, quirky self.
I always thought in-laws were supposed to make life easier. But not in my case. This is the story of how I got revenge on Linda, my mother-in-law, who treated my eldest daughter, Tessa, like she didn’t matter.
I have two daughters. Tessa, 10, is from my first marriage. She’s sweet, quiet, and always tries to make people happy. Sadie, 4, is from my marriage to Grant, and she’s full of energy. Grant loves both girls, but his mother, Linda, acts differently, especially toward Tessa.
Linda often made rude comments about Tessa. Sometimes, she’d say things like, “Oh, Tessa, that dress is a bit too grown-up for you, don’t you think?” She would forget Tessa’s birthday but spoil Sadie with gifts.
Things got worse after my own mother passed away. I was crushed by grief, barely able to function. We had to travel out of state for the funeral, and Linda offered to watch the girls. I didn’t want to leave Tessa with her, knowing how uncomfortable she’d be, but I had no other choice.
Three days later, we returned home, and the house was eerily quiet. Linda left a note saying she had taken Sadie to the park, but I couldn’t find Tessa. My heart raced as I searched the house. Then, I saw a light coming from the basement. I went downstairs and found Tessa, curled up on the cold floor, sleeping under a blanket, with dried tears on her face.
“Tessa, why are you down here?” I asked, heartbroken. She told me Linda had made her sleep there, saying Sadie was her “real” granddaughter and they needed “special time” together.
I was furious but knew confronting Linda wouldn’t change things. Instead, I decided to get even. Linda’s family reunion was coming up, and it was her pride and joy. I offered to help her organize it, pretending everything was fine. But behind the scenes, I was telling the family how Tessa was treated, especially during the funeral.
At the reunion, I put together a slideshow of family photos. But in the middle of all the happy pictures, I included a clip of Tessa sleeping on the basement floor. The mood shifted immediately. People were shocked, whispering, “Why would she be down there?”
Linda’s perfect image crumbled as the family questioned her. She tried to explain, but it was too late—everyone saw her for who she truly was. I didn’t need to say anything; the photos said it all.
Since that day, Linda hasn’t spoken to me, and honestly, that’s just fine with me. I’ll always protect my daughter, no matter what.
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