I am not sure who is worse, my husband or myself! We have four dogs at this time, all four were found running the streets and in harms way.
All saved with the intention of finding them homes. WE DID! OURS!
Well tonight my husband comes in with a two pound white little creature that I assume is a dog. I have never owned a dog under 5o pounds.
Well I am finding her a home ASAP…..and yes of course once again it will be ours. Welcome to the family Poopsie, can’t imagine why I named you that!
Today I am grateful for my husbands compassionate heart.