This morning I had a feeling that I should check [my home county's] animal shelter webpage. They now have a feature where you can see the mug shots and bios of animals available for adoption. The first picture that came up when I ran a search was a little pug dog that was originally a lost pet but no one claimed him. The shelter had named him "Tully." Chris, you know how much I love animals and it breaks my heart to think about all the innocent creatures that are euthanized each day. Fortunately for Tully, I knew of a pug lover. I e-mailed the photo to my secretary with a note that Tully was on "death row" -- his only crime was being homeless and unloved. My secretary left the office immediately, drove to the shelter, and adopted Tully, who she has renamed "Bucky" because he has a front tooth that sticks out of his little mouth. I can't save all of the creatures at the shelter but I helped to save one today and that made me feel good.
Now THAT'S what I'm talking about!
At the house we're waiting to hear from our former housemate as they drive back to their new town, bringing their cat with them. The two of them…
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My inner editor is very well-trained. Do I blog about that? Not that; that’s someone else’s story. Not that; it’s much like something I blogged…