I have to admit I've fallen down on the blogging job recently. I forgot to post about Adopt-A-Shelter-Dog Month (October!), and I really don't have much prepared for today. Between the dog walking, dog advocating (I've put up 150 flyers in the last ten days and crosspost on Facebook for about an hour a day), supporting soldiers (as I do) and just having adopted two birds (last weekend, they were rehomed), I'm pooped! My own boys keep my busy, too. They just sat down for naps (after their 45 minute walk in the morning, their breakfast (microwaved for 11 seconds and with chicken cut up in it), their dental bones (after a piece of dried lamb lung), fixing the bed with them both on it, and maneuvering around them as I now also care for the birds, it's a full morning and I have one hour till I leave for the kennel.
Okay, so enough of my sob story.
Here is a nice story about a man who walked into a shelter, was taken with a dog, and left with him. Nothing big, but it meant everything to that dog. And now the man and he are inseparable.
Consider getting your next Scrabble buddy from a shelter! There are so many wonderful animals that aren't nearly reaching their full potential as happy-makers, who would do anything to please you.