The husband's company is doing a United Way campaign. The corporate office said if the husband's location completes 50 hours of community service then they will donate $1000 to the United Way. The husband asked his crew to help complete some hours so this morning they went to do some volunteer work. Guess where they arranged the volunteer work? The local no-kill animal shelter. I was pretty excited for the husband to go there. Mainly because I would love to do volunteer work there but I can't handle it. Seeing all the dogs makes me so sad. I just want to take them all home. Then I start crying and from there it's an ugly mess!
I waited to hear from the husband while I worked today. During my lunch hour, I hopped on the shelter's webpage to look at the doggies for adoption. I scanned thru 60+ listings. One jumped out at me. There was just something about his picture.
His name is Chance. He's a coon hound mix. Just over a year old. Neighbor shot him prior to him being brought to the shelter. You know I'm a sucker for a mistreated dog! I sent the husband an email about the dog and asked if he happened to see him while he was working.
Shortly thereafter, the husband sent this response:
"You are not going to believe this. I had to work in that dog's pen today. Everyone else was scared of him but not me. He acted mean but he was real sweet, he really liked playing. Heck, I even got him to help me pull weeds. That is just too wild that you sent me a picture of that dog."
Can you believe that?? Of all the dogs for adoption, I picked the one that the husband worked with today. He said everyone was telling him he needed to adopt him cause the dog seemed to really like him. Of course, the husband said he already had four dogs. Whatever!
I told the husband that every dog deserves a home. And this one reminded me of Lucky. I bet he just wanted to be loved. The husband responded, yea, he did just want loved on. Awwwwww. That tugs at my heart.
No, we don't need another dog. But it kills me to think this guy is sittin' there waiting for someone to love him. He is at a no kill shelter, however, I have been told that the no kill shelter eventually takes the pets they can't find homes for to the humane society, where if they aren't adopted there, they are euthanized. Again, reasons I can't go to shelters. I'd run the isles opening gates, yelling at them to load up! Could you see me, the crazy dog lady, making a run for it with dogs hanging out my truck?!
I don't know what the future holds for Chance. But I think it was fate the husband and I both found him today. What you think?