One of the saddest events at Homeward Bound, at least for me, is when we take in an older dog that was picked up running, or just walking slowly, on the street. I try to avoid feeling sick inside by imagining a sequence of events in which the dog’s owner doesn’t deserve a healthy dose of instant karma. Thinking that someone abandoned one of these precious bundles is sometimes too much. Better to rejoice that they had the good fortune to make their way to HB where we will help them make the most of their lives. Camille is one…
What’s wrong with that?!!???!!?
Scrappy has not appeared much lately so I dedicate tonight’s post to him. And a bonus shot of Lilly.
… Yule! Yule came to Homeward bound just before Christmas 2 years ago. That’s how he got his name. Otherwise he would have a more common name like, say, Luke.
Shortly before his bedtime.