There is one thing about my job that I will never get used to. Truth be told, I hope I never do.
The schools I support are in areas of town rife with strays.
All of our Barky Boys are rescue pups. BB #1, his sister, and mother were all dropped off at the Animal Defense League when he was just a few weeks old. BB #2’s living conditions when he was a pup were no better than a puppy mill. This time last year, BB #3 was recovering from being hit by a car. Only God knows how long he lived on the streets before he was hit.
Hub & I are passionate about our pups and are adamant that these little guys live out their days in a very comfortable existence. The memory of sad & lonely dogs wandering the streets hungry for food & affection lingers long after I arrive home and spend the evening hugging and loving on my silly poochies.
If I could, I’d bring every stray I encounter home.
It absolutely breaks my heart.