A Journey To Home
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My tender hearted girl decided she wanted to foster an old lady. Selkie is 14, is nearly deaf and nearly blind, has a hard time walking and uses her bark to get her needs met. She got her home, took her for a bath and then basically loved this old girl for three weeks until the property manager decided that it wasn’t a good match (barking too much AND because she is a pit bull). My girl knew it was probably temporary but she gave that dog a comfortable loving home, away from the chaos of the shelter, for a short time. Ideally, she would have walked her home but that’s not how it worked this time. Last night she stood and ugly cried on a strangers shoulder after giving her back. I love that girl and her sweet heart. I wish Selkie a new final home full of love.