I was at the vet today for Clancy. While we were there, there was a gentleman sitting on the bench waiting with his little Yorkshire terrier who is 9. There were tears on his face and the dog was curled up in his jacket. I assumed they were there for something awful, like putting the dog to sleep. Well, if you know me, you know I can't stand not knowing and so I asked. Turns out, the gentleman has had to move into an apartment that will not allow dogs (I was afraid to ask why what with the tough economic times people are suffering) and he was turning his 9 year old dog over to a rescue and he was waiting for them to come and get him. Truly, if I did not already have 4 dogs, I would've taken her home with me. I was so sad for both of them.
Sigh.....what a way to end a day.
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