Flying Fur Animal Rescue

10/07/2026

Some big, some small, regardless, we try to save them all ❤

10/01/2026

September 21, 2019.

Pawsibly my favorite photo of Quinn, because it epitomizes everything about him - just a big, goofy, silly dog, loving his life and waiting to make yours happier.

This is the little known secret to life my friends - we are not here to be served, but rather to serve others.

For me, that is animals, and it is my life's work; and I wouldn't have it any other way 🐕❤

09/29/2026

October 3, 2024.

ROBERT, prepares to get a goodbye smooch from one of our 11 passengers before we headed north.

Facing 3 continuous days of aviation weather challenges, he would drive up from North Carolina to meet us in Virginia; from there I would take the pups north to meet their rescues.

Planning rescue transports has it's continual challenges - these dogs were running out of time and logistics were becoming difficult, and they have to move quickly.

Animal rescue transport can be a struggle - but at the end of the day, teamwork makes it happen and we always find a way to get it done 🙌👊🐕

09/26/2026

Sammi, as we prepared for dinner at our overnight stop in Elliston, VA, on our last rescue.

About a 7pm arrival, my first priority is to always walk her and let her stretch her legs after a day of driving. As we were in the dog park of the RV section of the Love's truck stop, I would notice another gentleman walking his dog as well.

He saw the Pawty Truck and struck up a conversation around animal rescue; he and his wife were returning from Alabama, headed north to an RV show in PA, then home to Massachusetts.

He told me the tale of how his pup had come to be; they had been driving along the interstate when the saw a white flash of fluff on the side of the road; they turned around at the next exit, drove back and pulled over on the shoulder of the highway, where after a short venture into the woods, they would find a puppy, suffering from a broken leg from being hit by car.

The rushed the pup to a vet, got her patched up, and then subsequently adopted her. The same dog I had just witnessed walking around the dog park with him. As we wound down our conversation, he reached into his pocket, pulled out a bunch of folded bills, and handed me this. A crisp, new $100 bill to put towards the cause. A bit dumbfounded in the moment, I hesitated, then politely accepted it.

Mind you, I had just met him 20 minutes before, and yet here we were.

It's time like this that remind you of all of the good humans in the world, and how random acts of kindness, such as this, come to be. The next morning, my rescue partners would then surprise me with a card, and even more cash, for simply doing what I do.

Folks, this is what I do, and I am grateful every day that I was put on this path, and that I can help make a small difference in the world of homeless pets - and even more grateful for all of you that believe in Flying Fur, and help support it.

09/21/2026

A few of the 26 pups from our transport last week; after an overnight stay in south west Virginia, I would meet Partners! Canines to transfer our doggo crew for the ride to rescue.

Little puppers need lots of food, so transfers and stops are always a great time to fill their bowls and bellies; from here, I would hit the road for the drive to Georgetown, Delaware, where staff from Brandywine Valley SPCA would await our arrival.

At precisely 8:10 PM I would pull into their lot, and the pups would be welcomed into the next stage of their journey, from rescue to adoption.

Animal Rescue takes a huge village, and I'm honored to play a very small part; 26 more dogs lived to see another day, and that is all that matters 🐕❤

09/16/2026

09/14/2026

I am headed south in the Pawty Truck, where tomorrow we'll meet up with Partners! Canines, to help get another 26 more pups to rescue.

By tomorrow evening, they will all be in the care of Brandywine Valley SPCA, where they will soon be ready for adoption, more on all of that to follow 🐕❤

09/12/2026

Monday we head out on the road again, to bring 27 pups home to rescue, for the moment, another memory.

September 2, 2015, 2:13PM.

A rescue flight north with an undisclosed amount of pups on board.

Lilly, on the other hand, making it quite clear the review I would receive, would indeed, be quite terrible. Apparently, the in flight service was quite rubbish.

Further along in our flight, she would make her displeasure clearly known, by clamoring forward and encroaching on my seat space with her bottom.

Truth be told, I'd do it all over again in a heartbeat 😉 ❤

09/06/2026

13 YEARS AGO, this amazing gift would come into my life as a tiny puppy, and unexpectedly, change it forever.

THIS is Miss Tessa, my beautiful baby, and the true founder of Flying Fur. Without her, none of this would have ever happened, and over 4,500 shelter dogs and cats may have never made it rescue, or found homes.

I get a lot of credit, but she really is the true founder of our organization - had I never been exposed to the world that is animal rescue, we would not be here.
I feel very fortunate to be able to do what I do - and none of it would have ever happened without her.

She is the pure and simple reason all of this exists, and I am forever grateful I was blessed for her to come into my life.

Happy Birthday Miss Tessa, I love you more than you will ever know ❤🐕

08/30/2026

August 8,th 2015, the story of Oliver.

This rescue would come to be, as Tracy, Olivers mom, suffered medical conditions that would no longer afford her the ability to take care of him.

It's something that still resonates with me today, whenever I look at his photos; the thought of having to give up your beloved pup because of health issues, is something I never hope to face.

It would be a warm Saturday afternoon, and I would launch a rented Cessna 172 towards Carlisle Pa, to meet Olivers first leg transport. In less than an hour, we'd be on the ground and loading him up.

For this flight, remarkably one of the very few, I would land back at my base airport to meet his third leg transport going to NY.

I remember placing Oliver on his seat, not once, but twice - in short, he would clamor onto my lap, and that is where I would let him stay. I recall him being the most friendly and affectionate little soul.

I would spend a few moments with him back at our base airfield, sitting with him, and just enjoying the company, before his third leg transport would arrive and take him north.

I don't know exactly where he ended up in NY, but I did see a few photos of his new digs, including a nice big yard and swimming pool that he was enjoying with his new mom.

Many might think that as we've transported over just over 1000 animals now, it would all be a blur, but quite to the contrary; everytime I sit down and go through the photos, I remember it as if yesterday; every one of them, leaves little paw prints on your heart and soul, and that my friends, you never forget ❤🐕