I had a close call this morning. A little girl named Cinnamon, pictured on the shelter's website, called to me, and I decided to check her out. (We only have four dogs now, and four is such a weird number
)...She is terrified, being in that cold kennel, so we may end up fostering her over Christmas break, to see how she likes it here, BUT!!!! I came home and told my husband that we had just dodged a bullet!---Before going to the shelter, I had to drop off donations at Hospice Attic, and then I shopped a little. Turns out this was a very good move, because---
If I had gone to the shelter first thing, I would have seen the 4-month-old mostly black GSD girl who had been surrendered just this morning, before the couple who adopted her. They brought their dog to meet her, and I hung out for awhile (hoping the meeting would be a disaster), but then I came to my senses & left. WHEW! But guys, she was C U T E !!!
I miss my Tuckaboo, and apparently I need to get used to that, but a distraction sure would be nice, about now. Take Care!---Pam